Text Game: It All Began when a Cat-eared Girl Took Me In-Chapter 201 - 169 Damn Text: The fish is hooked, Aina: This is the taste of brother~(4k)_2
But, what did that matter?
To compare women to the temptation of stepping into Tier Five was to say they were not worth mentioning at all.
So, Hiss began the long preparation of five years, gradually assembling all the necessary omens and prerequisite preparations.
Liya came to see him to discuss the plan to capture the Church of Truth in one fell swoop; he appeared to be shocked on the surface, but inside, he was scoffing.
The Church of Truth, how could he possibly not know about it?
He knew Liya had some plans of her own as well, but he didn’t care, because in the end, everyone would be a sacrifice to the Snow Disaster Mioslite, as he first stepped into Tier Five.
Thus, Hiss was logically imprisoned within the Divine Tree during that year’s festival, which was part of the plan he had arranged. As for the True Canon of the Divine Tree that Liya had always wanted to see, Hiss had deliberately left it for Liya.
He just hadn’t expected that Liya, after seeing the omen mark on the True Canon, would be able to react instantly, leading to the current situation.
The Winter Divine Tree, as one of the essential conditions for his omen, meant that as long as Liya’s space remained, he could not complete his advancement.
However....
"It’s over."
Hiss closed his eyes.
Ahead of him, the rune space, which he had been pressuring heavily, finally showed a visible crack.
Liya couldn’t hold out any longer.
He had already thought about how he would capture her when she appeared here and then torture her thoroughly to make up for his three years of anxious waiting.
The next moment, someone suddenly popped out from the crack.
Hiss reached out to grab the person, sneering, "Liya, I’ve finally caught you... Wait, you’re not Liya?"
He looked toward the barrier.
The crack had healed itself back up and looked as though it could last another day or two.
"Who is this person?"
Hiss frowned and inspected the young man he held with a face full of o(x﹏x)o.
Red-black dragon horns.
A Variant with the factor of the Red Dragon Species?
Considering the strength of the Yuan Su inside the body, he should only be First-tier.
Who was he, among those who attended the festival that year, was there such a person?
Now, the ice crystals around started to gather towards the young man, seeking to adhere to his body, but were repelled by the black and red flames unconsciously emanating from the young man.
"Interesting... Hiss! What is this? Why do I want to eat him so badly?"
Hiss’s eyebrows gave a wild twitch, and he swallowed hard.
Inside this young man, there seemed to be something that attracted his strength; even though the burning Yuan Su inside the young man’s body should be as disgusting as the thesis defense for him.
Want to eat.
Very much want to eat.
He simply couldn’t suppress the desire in his heart to eat.
It was a premonition that if he could just devour this young man and digest the strength within his body, he would become countless times stronger than the Tier Five ’Snowice Disaster’.
The corners of Hiss’s mouth curled upwards on both sides.
Then... he would follow the desires of his heart and begin.
His mouth suddenly gaped open, forming a maw larger than the young man’s head, ready to swallow the young man whole.
At that moment, the Book of Snowice, still above, suddenly flew in, bumping Hiss and sending his head reeling.
"Damn it! Are you trying to mess with my mind too?!"
Hiss fiercely grabbed the True Canon, flinging it forcefully toward the distance, where it eventually crashed into the inner wall of the Divine Tree.
If not for the fact that as the controller of the Divine Tree, he absolutely could not harm the True Canon due to the oath to Noah’s Tree, he would have chosen to advance by devouring the True Canon instead of taking such a big detour, using the entire Winter Divine Tree as his cocoon for transformation.
The Book of Snowice floated up, its body flickering with light, appearing somewhat aggrieved as it looked at its former master.
Hiss’s mouth opened wide again, swallowing the young man who had delivered himself to him in one bite.
This time, there was nothing to stop him.
The scorching Yuan Su exploded inside him in an instant, along with those extremely hot Mutant Factors also assaulting the insides of his body.
Hiss felt the changes within his body and was somewhat surprised, "Factors of a Tier Five king-level Dragon Origin Beast?"
Of course, he was just surprised, not afraid.
After all, the young man wasn’t a Tier Five Dragon Origin Beast.
But why did I previously have the illusion that if I devoured him, I would become very strong?
Hiss meticulously examined all the components of the young man inside his belly.
Aside from the origin of the Mutant Factor that surprised him, the rest was, essentially, nothing more than an ordinary Mutant Patient.
Could it be, within the soul?
It was possible, but where did the spirit force that spilled from his soul upon death go?
Frowning, Hiss raised his hand, and the Book of Snowice from afar was instantly brought to his grasp.
"Soul Freeze."
A cold light flashed from the Book of Snowice, enveloping Hiss’s body, and thus, he discovered a small remnant of a spiritual trace within him.
Why was there so little?
Logically speaking, when a person dies, unless the cause of death is attributed to skills or spells that destroy the soul, spiritual traces can usually be preserved intact for a short duration.
Hiss moved a small part of his own soul, probing into this piece of spiritual trace.
He had to understand the reason for his sudden strange desire earlier.
—[Hehe, the fish has taken the bait indeed~]
As his soul touched the spiritual trace, Hiss felt as if he’d plunged into an abyss, and after what felt like ages, he finally sensed solid ground underfoot.
Looking ahead with uncertainty, a white book floated there.
Was that... a book?
It bore some resemblance to the Winter Testament, yet it was completely different, simple and unadorned.
Unconsciously, Hiss drew closer, his eyes revealing a strong longing.
He was certain, this was the thing attracting him!
Could this also be the True Canon of some Divine Tree?!
Unable to resist, Hiss reached out to touch the book.
The moment his hand made contact with the book, suddenly, a burst of radiant, seven-colored light exploded, and that part of Hiss’s soul was swallowed up in an instant.
Boom!—
Hiss’s outer body was enveloped by the seven-colored light as well, his complexion turning pale. The Omen of Snowice Disaster that was nearing completion now tottered on the brink before violently shattering.
Hiss was overcome with horror, "No, impossible!"
Three years of preparation, all in vain.
He had never imagined that he would fail on the eve of his success, due to his own gluttony and curiosity causing his downfall.
"Damn you, Liya, is this also your doing?"
Before Hiss could finish cursing Liya, the backlash from the broken Omen immediately filled his body with countless tiny cracks.
"No, I can’t die. I must reach Tier Five. I need to make that woman Liyana know I..."
Crack!—
With a sound no one could hear, Hiss’s body completely fractured, utterly vanishing within the flow of ice crystals, becoming part of the Winter Divine Tree’s interior. The vast surplus of power began to spread outward from the tree into the world.
Only the Book of Snowice, with a somewhat sorrowful cry, seemed to mourn the departure of its master.
Inside the Rune Space.
Liya was utterly shocked as she watched the ice flowers around her steadily fade away.
As well as the dissipating icy outline of Hiss.
That young man... had he really succeeded?
How had he done it?
Outside, Hill, who had been moved to the Mansion of the City Lord, had a beautiful Snowice Symbol emerge on his forehead.
From that moment on, the true owner of Winter City had indeed become this young child.
...
At Lena’s Inn.
Wei’er opened the window and stretched out her hand to touch the falling snow from the sky.
This time, the snow was no longer cold, but carried a hint of warmth.
Almost half a day had passed since then.
Why hasn’t that pervert come back yet?
Anxiety began to fill the heart of the cat-eared girl.
Aina, who had come next to her sister at some point, also looked up at the gray-white sky, her tea-gold eyes flashing with an unusual light.
"It’s Brother Luo Xi’s scent~"
