Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 1130 - 154: Golden Pocket Watch of Paused Time_3

In the haze of unconsciousness and delirium, she felt her awareness slowly weakening, though Blanchi knew she was not far from death, despite being unable to perceive her body.

So tired...

Thoughts like rusted gears, turning with difficulty

No desire to make any movements

Her eyes could see nothing anymore

The brain quieted down, with only a few faint strands of thought still operating

...

The last string is slowly weakening

Soul Consciousness tends to dissipate status

Everything begins to enter the final countdown

...

"Click..." the gentle ticking of the pointer.

[Based on the host's detected condition, currently at the brink of death, to strive for the last chance, time will be paused here—Alice's Pocket Watch Maker, sincerely at your service]

The previously static clock began to move, gentle golden ripples continuously spreading, enveloping Blanchi's consciousness and body, like golden bubbles.

As the ultimate creation of the renowned Giant Business 'Alice's Pocket Watch Maker', this pocket watch played its crucial role at the most critical moment, perhaps thanks to the previous unsuccessful assassination, which made the Court of Judgment realize the importance of the Songstress's safety and equipped this invaluable prop.

Unlike the real world, at this moment Blanchi, due to avoiding the impact of the explosion, was artificially sent into the high-dimensional Aijieka Sea space, but such a space does not suit corporeal life existence. If not for the golden pocket watch she carried that stopped time, her entire body including her soul would disintegrate within the Aijieka Sea, turning into granular fragments.

Because of the time flow speed difference between universes, by the time she once again exits the Aijieka Sea and slowly descends into the real universe, three days have passed, and by this time the pocket watch's scale exhausts, her life will once again come to an end.

"So, we are really lucky."

Wearing a white protective suit and hooded cloak, La Gui'er carefully lifted the faintly floating golden bubble in space and placed it into the Life Support Pod. As the 'beep' sound echoed, the pod began stabilizing Blanchi's body, while several High Rank members of the Cult surrounded, performing a special secret technique ritual, a faint halo enveloped the pod, preventing Blanchi's consciousness from dissipating and fragmenting.

"'Generosity' is dead, he sent Blanchi into the Aijieka Sea before dying, this was nearly a life-threatening method." Another young man with blonde hair slowly mentioned the situation at the time, he is 'Sincerity' among the Seven Virtues.

"Unexpectedly, sacrifices have already appeared before the struggle has even begun." He folded his hands, praying for the deceased companion.

"Sacrifice is inevitable, or one might say, thinking there can be no sacrifice to achieve a beautiful outcome is an unrealistic fantasy." On the side, 'Hope' La Gui'er placed his hand on the pod's glass shell, golden symbols emerged, forming an eggshell protective layer around Blanchi, preventing potential external harm.

"Even our four primal deities of faith have experienced multiple deaths, with many High Rank Seraphs falling during the Chaos Calamity of those years." Having done what was necessary, La Gui'er rose again.

"I will pray for 'Generosity', hoping he can find rest in the Aijieka Sea."

"The next matter is to notify those big figures anxiously awaiting news, I imagine they are restless right now." Finished speaking, the two again glanced at Blanchi asleep in the Life Support Pod, at this moment her golden-brown long hair was charred and disheveled, her face ashen pale, devoid of any blood color, parts of her body were still trembling involuntarily, as if in a nightmare.

"Sometimes one feels a certain embarrassment, clearly our idea, yet using this innocent girl to realize it."

"No choice, she is truly too important, too many have waited half their lives for this chance, and as long as she can survive, the entire Western Star Domain will have a real backbone, a prominent banner to stand under."

"Such is the Songstress, the miracle changing the form of civilization in the Sixth Era."