Defying the Fate of Beheading-Chapter 463 - 260: The Cycle of Life and Death, an Unbelievable Scene for Louis_2
Unconsciously, his heart began to panic.
If everything had ended perfectly, then the tragedy of Lady Xilin and her husband would not have been passed down in this era.
What exactly happened?
...
[Location: City of Art · Beatrice’s Residence]
Qian suddenly burst in:
"Your Highness, something seems off in the City of Art."
Beatrice tightly held Louis’s hand.
"Louis, why haven’t you woken up yet?"
She held his hand tightly with both hands.
The day before yesterday, Louis came to the room to accompany her to sleep.
This was supposed to be something that made her happy.
But the next day, when she got up from the bed, she wanted to wake him as she had done before when he was in a deep sleep.
But strangely, Louis showed no sign of waking up.
She panicked.
Her magic eye did not see any problems with Louis’s body.
On the contrary, she only saw waves of an incomprehensible power continuously converging into his body.
This was a power she had never seen before.
Until today, she saw this similar power again.
"Shadow!"
From the pitch-black shadows slowly crawled out a warrior:
"Protect him, never let him get hurt, no matter when."
The warrior who crawled out was the Master of the Dark Crow Guard.
He slowly bowed his head:
"This too is His Majesty’s will."
Beatrice looked towards Qian:
"What happened at the God of Love Church?"
Qian quickly said:
"There is news from the church. The dark substitute of the Love God is descending for some unknown reason."
"It is devouring a power the church cannot understand, growing rapidly."
Beatrice slowly raised her head:
"I see, is the problem with Louis related to information consumption?"
Information consumption, previously she had no concept of such a thing.
The first time she heard about this concept was from Louis.
More accurately, this saying came from the Cangqing Mechanical Corps.
The Cangqing Mechanical Corps, at Lady Xilin’s former residence, sacrificed themselves to thwart the Love God’s dark substitute from devouring Byron Territory.
A battle from a higher level information realm is a field she cannot comprehend for now.
"But it doesn’t matter, it’s all the same."
She gazed towards the sky at the twisted figure that, like a vortex, continuously extracted some kind of power from around the city.
If what Qian said was accurate, that entity should be the dark substitute.
Through her magic eye which can see through the essence of things, the power the monster was devouring was very similar to the power constantly converging into Louis.
She naturally equated the two issues.
"If I solve you, will he wake up?"
She donned her armor, becoming once again the princess that Qian was most familiar with from the past.
Since the border war ended, it had been many years since she had seen herself in this form.
"Qian, let’s go. Our war begins."
In the silent morning, with a faint mist lingering, Beatrice led an elite squad straight towards the God of Love Church hidden deep in the fog.
...
Meanwhile,
Louis remained engrossed in his dream.
Xilin rose from the sickbed.
She never dreamed that her body would ever heal.
She tightly embraced Rudelson:
"Rude..."
"Yes, I’m here."
"I missed you."
"Me too."
"I was so scared."
"Scared of what?"
"During my coma, I had a dream, I dreamed I lost you."
"..." Rudelson showed a brilliant smile, "I’m right by your side now."
"Yes!"
The girl wiped her tears, everything seemed so wonderful.
Everything felt like it had returned to the right track.
If not for the Pope of Love’s order requiring her to stay temporarily in the City of Art for a church physical examination, Xilin might have already returned to Byron Territory.
There it held their most beautiful memories.
Those were the happiest days of her life.
Rudelson also began to continue his research.
But just as his research started, the Pope of Love, who had refused to meet him, came to find him.
"Rudelson, enough, please cease your research."
In the pope’s eyes was a burning anger:
"The reward granted by the god is not for you to misuse in this way."
Rudelson sighed:
"I knew I couldn’t hide it from you."
The Pope said painfully:
"You’ve proven your loyalty to love with your words and actions, thus receiving the blessing of my God."
"But why do you continue to dissect the power of God? What exactly are you trying to achieve?"
Rudelson said calmly:
"Your Holiness, the Love God told us that when we guard what we cherish, we become stronger."
"That is the great miracle called love, the grace of the Love God. If we can recreate even just a bit of this miracle, perhaps we can prevent more tragedies."
The Pope said angrily:
"Enough, you are blaspheming our God."
But Rudelson said:
"No, this is not blasphemy. After I saved Xilin, I received the blessing of the Love God."
"That is proof of the love between Xilin and me."
"If the Love God believes I have blasphemed, He can take back the blessing any time."
"The blessing hasn’t disappeared, which means the Love God doesn’t mind my exploration of this power, used to help others."
The Pope was resentful yet incredulous.
But a thought still arose in his heart:
What if this is what God wants to see as well?
He did not speak, just left silently.
But clearly, he tacitly allowed Rudelson to continue his research.
Of course, his surveillance over Rudelson became more stringent.
As if telling him through his actions:
"If you dare to use this power for any blasphemous acts, I will wield the slaughter knife against you myself, even if you were once a blessed one of God."
Rudelson seemed to accept all of this, accompanying Xilin while continuing his research.
Time gradually sped up.
During one of the studies, Rudelson suddenly fainted.
The first to notice, it was Xilin, who had waited long without seeing him come down for a meal.
That night, Xilin stayed by his side, unable to sleep for a long time.
"I’m fine, just a bit tired."
Xilin didn’t believe him and soon fetched Bishop Tut.
When Bishop Tut was treating his friend, he looked a bit puzzled:
"Rude, although Xilin is better now, you both need to take it easy, don’t overdo it."
Xilin was puzzled.
Bishop Tut quietly pulled Rudelson aside and whispered in his ear:
"You’re looking very weak recently!"
Rudelson smiled without saying anything.
The research continued, but this time, Xilin started to accompany him, quietly watching him unfold his studies.
She was afraid of losing him.
So the girl became more attentive in her care for him.
But soon, Rudelson fainted again.
This time he slept for three days before waking up.
Xilin cried her heart out.
"I want to continue my research."
Rudelson didn’t even have time to comfort the girl before diving back into the research.
No matter how Xilin tried to stop him, it was useless.
The third time he fainted, he was unconscious for eight days.
The fourth time he fainted, he was unconscious for twelve days.
Soon after waking up this time, Bishop Tut came to visit.
He asked Xilin to leave, as there were things he needed to discuss with his close friend.
Rudelson hesitated for a moment, then agreed.
After the door closed, Tut’s eyes turned red:
"Why? Why didn’t you tell me?"
"What?"
"The Pope told me you weren’t able to cure Miss Xilin; you just transferred her death to yourself."
Tut clutched his hair in anguish:
"No, it shouldn’t be this way."
"Oh God, why must fate be so cruel, trampling upon the things we hold dear in the dust."
With a bang.
The door swung open.
Xilin threw herself at him, bewildered:
"This is false, isn’t it? Tell me, isn’t it true?"
Rudelson smiled calmly:
"Life and death cycle; to reverse death, one has to infuse vitality. This is the legendary path I embarked upon."
"Why? Why are you so cruel? It would have been better if I had just died."
The girl cried bitterly.
Rudelson gently wiped her tears:
"Let’s not talk about this. Let me share the results of my research on the Love God’s gift."
"Can the gift change tragedies?"
"Yes." He smiled and said, "I may have created a new category of magic never seen before, and I call it emotion magic."
Louis, who quietly witnessed this painful scene, trembled and said in shock:
"How is this possible!"
Emotion magic, that’s the core power of the Love God’s dark side!
How could this magic be created by Rudelson?
Wait, if that’s the case, wouldn’t that mean...
