Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!-Chapter 383 - 234 Kneel_2

Chapter 383: Chapter 234 Kneel_2

The Divine Battle Ruins beneath our feet had already been devastated by the relentless battles, now shrouded in billowing dust.

In the vast pit, a shattered figure lay sprawled, dark muck seemingly alive, ceaselessly filling his body.

How much time had passed since then?

At this very moment, Beatrice, desperately suppressing the contamination within her, was almost going insane, unable to completely obliterate the person before her.

His power was clearly pitiful, unable to withstand even a single move before her, his human flesh nearly completely devoured by the black muck.

But why… why can’t he be killed?!

For a swift resolution, Beatrice borrowed even more power from her true self.

As a penalty, the Evil God corruption that had tainted her true self now spread to this part of the Bright Moon Consciousness.

After numerous sacrifices and compromises, she had only one goal.

That was to thoroughly eliminate this insect who, no matter how many times he fell, would ultimately stand up and block her way!

Yet somehow, she just couldn’t manage it.

Therefore, even though she now had the upper hand with her Divinity, the hysteria hidden deep within Beatrice still erupted.

“Hey, dear, what’s wrong?” The infuriating voice came again from deep within the pit, echoing through the heavens, “Why do you look so bad? Forgotten our intimate moments just now?”

Lynn’s tone was brimming with frivolity, as if something had indeed happened between them.

Of course, he was doing this on purpose.

Everything was merely to disgust the extreme misandrist goddess before him.

To achieve victory, he would use any means necessary, no matter how despicable.

And verbal provocation was just the least significant part.

Rather, it’s shameful that being provoked so crudely could shake Her emotions, after tens of thousands of years as a Divine being, perhaps those years were wasted on a dog.

Of course, how much of this was due to the Evil God’s corruption, Lynn did not know.

He only knew that seeing his enemy so furious yet powerless against him was extremely amusing.

“You… shut up!!!”

Beatrice clenched her silver teeth, struggling against her nauseous feelings, and quickly extended her index finger.

A dazzling beam of light descended from the sky, piercing through the youth’s frail body, but the next second, the expected scene of blood splattering did not occur.

The moment he was attacked, the part pierced by the beam turned into black muck, wrapping around Lynn’s body to dodge the attack, then floating unscathed in the sky.

At this moment, Lynn seemed to have reversed the demonic transformation, looking merely like a harmless, handsome young man, a stark contrast to his previous crazed and fierce appearance.

But the reality was not so.

Just before, although he appeared demonic, most of his body was still human, with living flesh and blood.

And now, even if someone were to stab his flesh, it would still bleed and hurt, but the essence had changed.

During the fight with Beatrice, even though her current strength was less than one-thousandth of her peak, she still stood before him like a mountain, insurmountable by any means.

Every attack from her pierced his body, causing pain, and felt like a knife ceaselessly slicing his flesh.

To prevent the host from dying, and to transform the person before her into a new Creation Demon, the black muck ceaselessly filled and assimilated Lynn’s body.

Fifty percent, sixty percent, seventy percent, eighty percent, ninety percent… one hundred percent.

In other words, he had become more demon than human.

Or perhaps at this moment, Lynn was the not yet fully awakened Creation Demon.

Thus, with his extraordinarily incomprehensible cunning and willpower, merely through the fight with Beatrice, he gradually mastered some remnants of the Creation Demon’s authority.

This authority wasn’t enough to turn defeat into victory, but it did allow him to possess some of the indestructible properties of the black muck.

But who said he wanted to win?

The current situation could be explained with a metaphor.

When a sharp dagger is in the hands of a strong person, it can penetrate ferocious beasts and kill many well-trained humans.

However, no matter how strong the physical body and fighting skills, one cannot use this dagger to injure a pool of mud.

Beatrice was that strong person holding the dagger.

And Lynn, was that mud that could not be scarred by any means.

Not only that, but this pool of mud also “dirtied” Her body in the battle just now.

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Although those minor scars had long healed, his goal had been achieved.

Looking at the intensely angry Bright Moon Goddess before him, recalling the upcoming insane action, Lynn took a deep breath.

Just as he had thought before.

He never expected to win this battle.

What he truly wanted was mutual destruction.

“Hey, dear.” Even now, Lynn didn’t forget to disgust Beatrice, he spoke teasingly, “Do you feel like something is not quite right?”