Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!-Chapter 294 - 196: Who Took My Little Dog Away?!_2

Chapter 294: Chapter 196: Who Took My Little Dog Away?!_2

Seeing this, her face suddenly changed.

What on Earth had happened?

Why was there a mystical aura related to that existence?

The Doomsday Witch’s expression suddenly became extremely unsightly, but without any hesitation, a crimson glow of Divine Power radiated from her entire body. Deep within her bright red eyes, a vast star chart flickered in rotation.

At this moment, her disciple was in imminent danger, and she decided to take a risk.

But just then, a slight movement stirred in the heart of the Doomsday Witch, a strange premonition suddenly arising.

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It was as if… once she intervened, unknown changes would happen to the past and the present.

These changes were hard to classify as good or bad, but they would certainly affect the Pantheon, which was supposed to remain unchanged.

Miss Witch took a deep breath.

The worst outcome would be either the Sealing being reinforced or the Sword of Dharma arriving prematurely.

No matter which, she had been mentally prepared for a long time.

“Hum!”

Accompanied by a strong fluctuation of Divine Power, the Doomsday Witch made her move.

In an instant, red light soared, and the temple thundered.

Long restrained from using her full strength, she now unleashed her own majesty.

As for whether this would provoke the vigilance and scrutiny of the gods, that was not something to consider at the moment.

After an unknown amount of time,

Miss Witch dispersed all her power and slowly opened her eyes, spreading her palms upward.

At this moment, she was tightly holding a ball of light-threaded, tangled yarn in her hands, each thread of yarn seemingly alive, twirling and circling, an extraordinary sight to behold.

This ball, woven from countless mysterious Destiny Threads, was the culprit behind her disciple’s current plight.

This was the power of Destiny.

It was difficult to gauge its strength, but it was intricately connected to the world’s will, reaching a peak of eeriness.

If it was not extracted from his body in time, it might pose a threat to his life.

Moreover… how exactly had he come to harness such a force?

Being entangled with that mysterious entity was certainly not a good thing.

Miss Witch’s brow furrowed slightly.

Even though her heart was filled with urgency, she couldn’t immediately appear at her disciple’s side.

Alternatively, it almost became a vicious cycle.

If it wasn’t to help her escape as soon as possible, the disciple probably wouldn’t have resorted to such an extremely dangerous method.

Reflecting upon this, a faint trace of guilt flashed through Miss Witch’s cool gaze, and she exhaled a barely noticeable sigh.

Gently securing the ball of Destiny Threads, she decided to study it carefully later. Then, she slowly turned around, lifted her dress, ready to walk up the steps.

However, before her fair, bare feet could move, an abnormal sight caught her eye, causing her to stop in her tracks abruptly.

At the same time, her bright red pupils dilated slightly.

This was the first time, aside from matters concerning her disciple, she had shown such astonishment while in the Pantheon for so long.

Of course, it was no wonder Miss Witch felt such a strong upheaval.

Because the scene before her was incredibly shocking, utterly beyond her expectations.

No wonder.

No wonder she had felt a premonition of Divinity just now.

Perhaps it was because she had interfered with the past in an unprecedented way, affecting the Pantheon?

But why her?

What exactly had the disciple done ten thousand years ago?

At this moment, a flood of confused thoughts surfaced in her mind, causing the Witch Miss to feel an unprecedented bewilderment.

She stared blankly at the object before her, unable to utter a single word.

It was the size of a carriage, a pale white cocoon woven by moonlight, emitting a quiet and gentle power like it was shrouded in layers of light veil, making only the vague outline within discernible.

The sudden appearance of this light cocoon was so abrupt it did not emit any power fluctuations, preventing the Witch from detecting it.

She even felt a sense of harmony with destiny.

As if it had always been there in the great hall, accompanying her all along.

The Witch focused her gaze.

She saw a stunningly beautiful Elf Girl, draped in an immaculate white gown, serenely asleep in the very center of the light cocoon.

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“Princess, there’s still no news about Lynn…”

“Waste… WASTE!!!”

In the study, the sound of clanging and banging erupted, followed by the woman’s furious scolding and cursing piercingly loud, her anger reaching its apex.

It had been a whole night since the incident at the Tomb of the Dead Silence.

Yet, even now, her subordinates had not found a trace of Lynn.

It was as if he had simply vanished from the planet, disappearing completely from Glostit after leaving the old factory.

Besides them, countless forces throughout the Imperial Capital were searching for or trying to kill him, so time was of the essence—any delays could put him in grave danger.

Consequently, Ivyst’s already foul mood exploded, leading her to severely scold the idiots.

Seeing this, her subordinates were silent as a grave, not daring to utter a word.

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Perhaps it was because that man was not by her side that Princess had reverted to her old self—an irritable and arrogant woman.

Or maybe she had never changed at all; Lynn’s presence had merely masked that fact.

But as everyone else played the quail, a certain little genius suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Glaya raised her voice slightly, “Princess, I’ve heard rumors that along with Lynn, the Holy Daughter of the Silent Church also disappeared. Could it be…”

As her words tapered off, everyone present stiffened, then looked at Glaya with eyes that seemed as though they wanted to strangle him.

Damn it!

Are you really that stupid, or just pretending?

Why would you bring that up now?

Never mind the veracity of the claim, do you not understand the kind of temperament our Princess has?!

Sure enough.

The next second, an icy oppressiveness and intent to kill that took one’s breath away came from Ivyst’s fierce red eyes directed their way.

They were in for it!

Everyone internally wailed.

Yet, with matters having come to this point, there was no recourse but to curse Glaya, the pigheaded comrade, in their minds, while praying the Princess would spare their lives.

Fortunately, right now, she ultimately needed the help of this group of subordinates.

“Three days,” her voice was cold and dreadful, “Three days. Either find him, or…”

Although she didn’t finish her sentence, everyone was acutely aware of its significance.

If they truly could not find Lynn, they probably wouldn’t have much longer to live.

“As you command!!!”

Watching her subordinates flee in total disarray, Ivyst slowly covered her face, taking a deep breath.

The desire deep within to destroy and kill was nearly uncontrollable.

The breaths coming from her throat were trembling and scorching hot, signaling that Ivyst’s true nature was on the verge of being exposed, her mental breakdown nearing a critical point.

“Damn it…”

(ps: This chapter’s a bit short, there’ll be another one in the morning.)