Chapter 875 - A Two-sided Battle (2) (2/2)

“Arghhh!”

The young lady let out a blood-curdling screech. She reached out at her face frantically, but her snowy complexion was corroded by Chaos—it was as if she had been splashed by sulfuric acid. Then, her flesh writhed as though it was self-conscious. The bugs with razor-sharp teeth devoured her flesh and the bloody scent instantly attracted the surrounding Chaos Creatures.

“Ahhhh! No! No!!!”

The desperate, frightened young lady squirmed in the pool of blood as the Chaos Creatures ripped and tore her flesh and organs. She reached out her hand helplessly for her companions, when suddenly a gigantic steel hammer crashed into her skull. Boom! Her skull was instantly smashed into a bloody mess. At this moment, two mercenaries rushed forth and hurled Molotov cocktails at their fallen comrade. The blazing flames formed a solid barrier that kept the Chaos Creatures away.

No one was that naive to think that it had ended. The green vines that crawled around the tower instantly merged to form a defensive web. They released wind blades at the enemies that tried to barge in and shredded them into powder.

Walls of fire and ice emerged around the tower, symbolizing that the battle had entered the next stage.

Christie placed her tiny finger on the page and quietly read despite the screams, explosions, and the sound of thunder. No, it should be said that all clamors were blocked out and almost inaudible from inside the library. She sat on the wooden bench and flipped through the pages one by one. Then, she let out a sigh and closed the book. At this moment, a slender, dewy hand took over the book from her.

There was no one beside her. But now, a young lady in a black dress suddenly appeared. She picked up the book and hugged it in her arms. She smiled and caressed the little girl, to which the latter narrowed her eyes, shook her head, and turned to Bell behind her. At this moment, Bell was staring at the book in her hand.

“Reading is really enjoyable. I’ve never felt tired of reading.”

“Books are meant for reading, giving knowledge and happiness. It’s great that you like reading.”

The young lady skillfully arranged the books on the shelf. Then, she shifted her gaze to the floor as though looking through it and observing the battle that was taking place.

“Do you think… we can win this time?”

“Victory is here. We just have to wait quietly. No matter if it’s me or my other half, we both believe in this.”

‘Christie’s’ tone was steady and full of dignity, unlike in the past. At this moment, her purple pupils glinted as she gazed at the young lady.

“Master will definitely win, no matter if it is in the past, present, or future. As the recorder, aren’t you clearer than anyone about this, Darlaston?”

The young lady didn’t respond. She merely extended her arm and a black, empty hardcover book appeared in her hand.

“I’m just the recorder of history. It is my duty to record everything that happens and not make wild guesses. Since you’re full of anticipation, I shall see if the ending is the same as you expect.”