Chapter 546: The Witch Trials

As soon as Bai Liu boarded the Sky City, he quickly switched to Mu Sicheng's panel and began to run, glancing from side to side as he did so.

It is an island of great beauty, full of birds and flowers, full of beautifully built pavilions entwined with flowers, in which walk maidens with white scarves and garlands of flowers, with beautiful faces and slender bodies, playing harps and singing about the gods.

The rest of the island looks like a medieval painting, except for the formal and somewhat unconventional marble tower in the middle of the island, which is a vision of paradise.

But a frantic Pope, followed by Bai Liu and the witch, spoils the dreamlike view.

"Stop them!" The Pope ran hard all the way towards the central tower, hissing orders, "Don't let these evil sorceresses get anywhere near the running centre of the whole island!"

Bai Liu's eyes look towards the tower, the end of the Pope's run.

The white tower with its rattling bells and the suffering statue of the goddess can be seen, the final end point of the game - once the witch's heart is placed on it, the game is over.

On the other side of the tower, Bai Liu spotted Hearts walking barefoot upwards.

The tower is surrounded by a circle of white marble steps that swirl upwards to the top, on which walk Hearts, bruised and battered, dripping blood with every step, but strangely, dressed and groomed with the same grace and naturalness as if he were walking at ease.

--It was as if he was going, not to the end of a game where he had to dig out his own soul for sacrifice, but to an end that had already been foreseen.

Bai Liu's eyes rested on Hearts.

He understood what Hearts was trying to do.

If you only need to place the [Witch's Heart] on top of the tower, and it doesn't say that it has to be the opponent's [Witch's Heart], you can also place your own [Witch's Heart] on top of the tower.

But with the concept of [Witch's Heart] tied to the soul, no normal player would even do that - it no longer represents the kind of low-risk situation where death and a death-free medal can be waived, but rather the offering of the soul to this tower in the Sky City, just to end this vast witch trial.

After this, the player is likely to be left in this copy forever as a monster because his soul is left on this high tower.

But why make this choice?

Hearts was at the top of the island and could see Quan Baola, who was chasing and saving the nuns, and then easily attacked Quan Baola, who was unaware of his presence and defenceless, from high up, to take away the witch's The Heart of the Witch is offered to him.

Why did you choose to sacrifice your soul between an NPC and yourself?

"Cough ......" Between the smoke, Phoebe moved back on her knees, her feathers behind her stained with blood and her still face covered in various wounds, she looked across at Liu Jiayi almost without a glance, covering her mouth and choking violently, the corners of her mouth There was crumbling, dirty blood coming from the corners of her mouth.

She had just accidentally swallowed the poisonous mist the little witch had sneaked in and now her insides ached as if they were corroding.

But the little witch was equally bruised and battered, her Great Skill of Poison and Great Skill of Antidote drained from her, leaning against the ruined pillar of the stairway, barely able to stand, her arms and calves covered with the scars from her wings.

"You've grown up a lot from before." Liu Jiayi wiped the blood from his face and staggered to his feet, making another attacking gesture and aiming at Phoebe.

"You are also more powerful than before." Phoebe wiped the blood from the side of her mouth with her thumb and folded her hands in a prayer gesture.

The two men looked at each other and fought almost without stopping, colliding, moving backwards and not stopping until they were dead.

They are the tacticians of the team, they plan and fight for the team's victory until the end, until they have used up their last bit of energy, their last bit of mental energy, their last bit of life.

Finally, they lie dying on the ground, immobile, staring up at the island hovering in the sky, with the distant roar of the hunters and Titan being confronted.

The wind blew past their bruised hands, and apart from the heaving of their chests, they were as dead as two bodies on the ground after a fight.

"I didn't think you'd actually let go of the key to the whole game and give it to Hearts." Liu Jiayi choked and coughed as she squinted at Phoebe, who had collapsed next to her and was slowly weakening from the poison, "Don't you hate Hearts?"

"But it can't be helped." Phoebe spoke with a smirk in her voice as she tried her best to turn her head and look at the young witch, shrouded in ghosts and corpses, "Who told him to be the team's ace in the hole?"

"It's a tactician's instinct to believe in aces, isn't it? Didn't you also put the key to victory on the player called Bai Liu?"

"Hmm." Liu Jiayi turned back to her eyes as she looked at the City in the Sky and paused for a moment, "...... What if Hearts chose to offer their souls?"

Phoebe's tone was calm: "I have sent him up with the other witch's heart."

"If he still chooses that way, there's nothing I can do about it."

"Is that so?" Liu Jiayi asked rhetorically, somewhat in a trance, "Wouldn't you be sad if the Queen did leave her soul here?"

"- Your favourite person in the guild is the Queen, isn't it?"

"For all your talk of his weakness, the one in the guild who trusts him the most, the one who has followed him, the one who insults him to keep him awake a little, the one who will put all his chips on him in the ring, the one who believes he will win to the end and live to see the end, after I leave, is only you."

"So the Queen has placed the Guild in your hands."

"You're like family to each other, right?"

Phoebe was quiet for a long, long time.

"I cannot stop a man whose soul has chosen to die."

"Mom did, and so did he."

Phoebe opened her eyes, her turquoise eyes reflecting the shadow of the island of the sky suspended in the sky, like a withered leaf falling into the heart of a clear lake, with a rare hint of watery mist and confusion.

"I can become strong, but I don't have the means to keep him alive."

"Hey." Liu Jiayi sounded a little helpless, "Don't cry."

"My ace player is still on the island." The little witch smiled as Phoebe had done when she first met her, those grey eyes curving playfully, then said to the light and proud, "That man would not allow anyone to spoil the value of his soul in front of him."

"The Queen's soul is so valuable that the guy would have done everything in his power to save it."

On the City in the Sky.

Hearts walked to the top of the tower, where he looked away from Bai Liu, who was standing on the ground, across the white doves flying with the bells and the falling rainstorm.

Bai Liu, dressed in a thin white shirt, his priestly garb draped over his shoulders and rattling in the wind, gazed up at the tower above Hearts with emotionless pupils in his dark eyes.

The storm swept through them as if to raise an even greater storm.

Hearts eyes drifted a little - the first time he had met that evil guest was also on such a violent and rainy day.

And now, also on such a rainy day, Bai Liu has landed on his island once again.

In the storm, Bai Liu, dressed in a priest's outfit, was dressed almost identically to the guest, but brought him a completely different feeling.

Hearts lowered his eyes and gazed at Bai Liu in the storm.

He still had the same appearance he had shown before - long burgundy hair and red eyes - and his expression was still languid and careless, his eyes a little lost in thought as he fiddled with the cards in his hand for a moment.

This is not the first time he has confronted Bai Liu directly.

After realising that Bai Liu was, as the guest said, his soulful self, the words with a smile [You will like him because he knows love and affection]. just lingered in his ears.

So Hearts, in an almost rebellious spirit, went to Charles to find out what kind of a character he was in reality, the one who supposedly had a soul and was impersonated by him, to say something like that to that guest, even to the point of overreacting at the first sight of Bai Liu.

The kind of thing everyone says to him at the end of their relationship - [Do you want to sleep with me?

Desire and love are two different things, every player knows what desire is, but not many players stay in the game for love, everyone sinks in desire and turns into a monster in desire, Bai Liu, the guy who seems to be synonymous with desire in the game, the demon who trades his soul as a means of trade, would really know what love is?

He wanted to humiliate this [Bai Liu], who was appreciated by that guest as having a soul like no other and who knew how to love and feel, as if he had been humiliated by his own fondness when he was eighteen years old.

But when Hearts and Bai Liu locked eyes for a moment, he, in a rare moment, backed away.

His skills are born out of desire and love, and whenever the person looking at him has a desire in his heart that he can't get rid of, a lover he can't let go of, an old friend he hasn't seen in a long time, any emotion that he can't let go of or even fear, Hearts will become that person.

Hearts is so used to playing a thousand different faces for people to entertain and relieve the pain of not being able to release their desires that they eventually don't even remember what they look like in the mirror, forgetting their original names and leaving behind a code-name for themselves - [Queen Hearts].

When he is within the game and this skill exists, each player cannot avoid looking at him when he looks at others through him, creating a projection of desire towards him.

When he is outside the game, a skill that does not exist, it is difficult to avoid that every viewer, while watching him, will become obsessed with the character he is playing and will have a derivation of desire for him.

He was in the game and on earth, as if he had never for a moment been free from gazing at it with desire.

There is no one, who is looking through him to himself.

Even that guest was hoping to see [Bai Liu] through him.

And the only person in the world who would look at him and really gaze at him and compliment him on his beauty, had gone forever twelve years ago.

But that time ...... when he actually walked up to Bai Liu in reality, looking straight into the dark pupils of Bai Liu's eyes, he actually saw his whole self in this guy's eyes - without any desire, any projection, any derivation of meaning.

Just simply, calmly, gazing at him in person.

--A man called Zhao Muchi.

So he left, as weak as Phoebe had said he was, unable to face such eyes as he had not been exposed to in twelve years.

And in this scenario, he is once again face to face with Bai Liu, and Hearts looks down at the playing cards in his hand and gives them a slight twist - to kill Bai Liu?

He had the power to kill him, he was his enemy, the man he had nagged to kill to prove that the longing and affection he had at least given was at least not a joke, and now that he was dying, why not kill this man and make him feel a little better before he died?

Killing him would have at least made Phoebe feel better.

The storm grew more violent, and Hearts looked across the rainstorm at the blurred figure of Bai Liu for a brief moment of silence before dropping his long eyelashes and gathering up his poker, turning back towards the higher reaches of the tower.

...... Forget it.

He doesn't kill people on rainy days.

He definitely didn't have a crush or a crush on this fake called [Bai Liu], it was simply ...... rainy days he didn't like killing people.

And with a win coming up, there's no need to make a scene.

Hearts goes higher and higher, and meanwhile the witches on the ground are rescuing the other permanent residents trapped on the island, while the island's original clerical guards are fighting the witches, and everywhere the sound of people hissing, attacking and crying turns the island from paradise to hell in just ten minutes.

Of course, for the witches and the people trapped on the island, it's the other way around.

As Hearts climbed to the top, reached out and touched the slitted silver-blue device that held the witch's heart, the pupils of his eyes reflected the silver-blue device and drifted back to the events of his own life.

The guild and the island were handed over to Phoebe, and it was all taken care of, and even without him, that Phoebe boy could have played quite well - or even better - in the next league, and his [shield] tactics were paradoxically incompatible with that Phoebe boy's aggressive tactics.

He had also found someone to deal with the matter of the Holy See, and the men who were at their wits' end could no longer make any big waves.

...... her grave, and he repaired it, and Rebecca will pay his annual respects for him afterwards.

The studio will announce his retirement tomorrow at the most, saying that he is ill and needs to recuperate and will not be taking on any more work.

Everything had been taken care of a long time ago, as if there was nothing left undone.

Hearts closed his eyes as he reached out ready to grip the device.

A man lurched out from behind him.

The man, cloaked in the robes of the Pope, was in a frenzy, holding a scepter to Hearts' neck and threatening him hysterically: "It was you, wasn't it! You were the one who just destroyed the island's slit device, weren't you?"

--was the Pope who ran frantically up the tower.

Hearts was unmoved by the attempt to throw the Pope over his shoulder, but as he moved, the Pope waved his scepter and the jewel at the top of it flashed and a sudden, sharp pain shot through Hearts' heart, causing him to freeze in place, unable to move again.

"Surely it is you!!!" After seeing that the Hearts were not moving, the Pope laughed out loud in triumph and madness as he waved his scepter, "The guest who sold me the island said that as soon as someone had devoured the slit device with a very tough soul gem, the slit would malfunction, but at the same time, pieces of the slit would remain in the devoured soul gem! "

"The slit fragment remaining in your soul and the slit in the jewel on my scepter are of the same origin, they can resonate with each other, then I can manipulate you with my scepter!"

"-that guest said that it was to safeguard that no matter how many people tried to attack my island, the gap that engulfed my island shutting it down, I would always be able to control the group that had swallowed the gap as long as I held the scepter, and the scepter was owner-recognized, and that guest said that its owner was recognized by God as my prop, then it will always be my prop!"

"Then this way, I will always have the power to control this island, and the City in the Sky will always be mine!"

The Pope laughed almost insanely as he waved his scepter and commanded the island as if he were holding a remote control: "As long as this island exists, as long as these men's desires exist, the Papacy can still start over!"

"Fly to the west over the sea, my Noah's ark!"

With a roar and a huge amount of dust emanating from its circumference, the island slowly began to move, or rather, flee, in the direction of the sea to the west.

But before that, the Pope had another thing to do - he had to get rid of all these obnoxious witches on the island!

" Quan Baola!" The Pope shouted, his voice heard by the entire island through the amplification device on the high tower, " Look over here!"

"I have your son!"

"If you want to save him, be a good boy and get the hell off my island!"

Quan Baola, who was rescuing a trapped stationary resident, turned his head to look over.

The moment Hearts saw Quan Baola turn his head over to look at him, his pupils clenched along with his heart.

He who is used as a bargaining chip after being held hostage by his father, his mother who is threatened, her and him who are forced to board the island.

It was as if what he had experienced twelve years ago in reality and the [Witch's Heart] trial twelve years ago in the game were repeating themselves at the same time.

Ornamental pool.

Qi Yifang was so anxious that he was about to jump out of his skin, he was so nervous about the situation that he was about to hyperventilate, and for the first time, he wanted his opponent to win quickly rather than himself.

When he heard Phoebe say that the Empress wanted to die, he thought it was just Phoebe laughing at her, but now he sees that the Empress wants to die, but she wants to live forever!

Don't even want your soul!

Where is the game more important to the whole King's Guild than the Queen!

If you lose, you lose, but as long as the Queen is there, you can do it again next year!

If people die, there's no future at all!

"Although the Queen will be immune to damage when she attacks this stupid Pope!" Qi Yifang rolled in place in a hurry, "But her skills are usable, right!"

"As soon as the queen uses the skill, she becomes the person the pope likes or fears the most, she can compel the other person, and this pope can't threaten her!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, the killer sequence.

" Hearts is not going to use the skill on the Pope." Lu Yizhan's tone was smooth, "That skill would make him into, right now, the last person he wants to see himself."

"He tried it once, so he's even more unable to accept it and he's definitely not going to use it this time."

"Who?" Bai Yi asked curiously from next to him.

Lu Yizhan paused: "Who do you think the person with the heaviest papal desires would be?"

After a moment, Bai Yi said, with a slightly bewildered and stammering expression, "No, no?"

In-game.

The Pope stepped back while grimly smiling, "Why don't you use that strange skill of yours to threaten me anymore?"

"My dear boy."

"Do you share my fear of the person you become in your mirror when you look at me-"

"- Fear of the mother who left you alone on the island in the first place, Quan Baola?"

"Stop it!" Hearts' expression clouded over, his whole face misshapen and mad, "I will not allow her to be mentioned from your lips!"

"Shut the fuck up!!!"

That day, when he used his skills on the Pope, he took on her form in front of the Pope.

He saw himself in the mirror and saw a lustful, murderous mother, whose smiling, dark, uncertain look appeared on her face, so sickening and disgusting.

In that moment, he saw clearly the ugly and dirty depravity of his own soul.

He had actually used her face, made that face, done that kind of thing - he didn't even dare look at himself in the mirror.

If she were alive, she would probably fear and loathe him like that too?

-a man who, like all the other men on the island at the time, was full of bad desires, unable to control himself and self-absorbed.

Is there any place for those who have reached this point but death and destruction?

Even if he did, he would not accept it.

Just as Hearts at the age of fourteen punished those men, Hearts, now, torments herself in the same way.

"Your mother, Quan Baola is unable to attack me." The Pope laughed hoarsely, "If she is ruthless enough to abandon you first, what will her group of witches who follow her think of her later, and is a woman so ruthless really worth following?"

"But if she doesn't give you up now, she'll have to give up saving the others on this island, and you'll surely live in pain later when you think of the people on this island who died for you?"

"It's a relief to see Quan Baola and you in pain!"

"I pursued her so much back then, and she was so arrogant that she refused to even give me a second glance, and was so intent on saving those in the world, now I'm going to show her that a woman like her, no matter how much she struggles, she can't save anyone, and she can't escape me!"

"This is all retribution for her rejecting me back then! And you know what! Retribution!"

The Pope's face was red and bruised as he roared, and at the end of his roar he could hardly stand.

Hearts' eyes shifted back as he looked towards the device less than an arm's length away from him, slowly adjusting his breathing and moving motionlessly closer in that direction.

As soon as he held the device and consecrated his own (witch's heart), the island would be destroyed in an instant.

The fights, the confrontations, the threats, the games ...... all the things that disgusted him were over.

Including his own.

The same moment.

Quan Baola clutches his bow and arrow in his hand and stares up at the high platform.

Bai Liu leaned closer to her, "The Pope is immune to injury for all witches, with one exception."

"I can use the Little Witch's panel, they don't have the Little Witch wanted, the Little Witch is a witch who hasn't been tried, it's possible to attack the Pope with her panel."

"I'll use the poison fountain later, but it's too far away from the tower for the poison fountain's range to attack anywhere."

"But arrows can, can't they?" Quan Baola withdrew her gaze as she took a deep breath and looked squarely at Bai Liu, "My arrow through the fountain of poison will do, as long as it hits the Pope with precision, won't it?"

Bai Liu nods his head.

"Come on then." Quan Baola calmly agreed, her hand trembling vaguely, "I will hit this arrow!"

Hearts on top of the tower caught the Pope in the throes of euphoria and gripped the device, and a silvery blue gust of wind blew violently out of the gap and across the island.

The wind blowing out of this gap was in the opposite direction to the wind that was dragging the whole island along, and the two fierce winds collided so violently that the whole island broke apart with a karaoke sound, rumbling and crashing into the sea below.

The island was filled with exclaims of

"The city in the sky is going to fall!"

"The island is collapsing!"

"Everyone, run!"

The moment the Pope realised what Hearts was doing, he was furious and about to swing his sceptre and kill him.

Bai Liu, on the ground, hurtled towards the tower, using Mu Sicheng's panel, while Quan Baola, standing on the disintegrating surface, drew her bow with all her might, and as the witch's poison lifted, the cloak behind her flew up in the clash of winds, and from above the tower it looked as if two horns had sprouted from her head.

Her dress was half torn in the wind, exposing her waist and back, but this did not detract from her concentration at the moment, and her purple eyes grew brighter in the storm.

The Pope, on top of the tower, looked at Quan Baola and was in a trance - not only had the woman not grown old and ugly after all these years, but she had become more and more determined and beautiful.

He couldn't help but think of the accusation that had been concocted to slander him back then.

[Her back so white, her waist so soft, her eyes glowing purple like a chimera in the moonlight, and two glittering ram's horns growing from her head].

But she still looked at him as if he were an ant, as if he were grass, as if he were dust, and even though he had done that to her once and thought he had tormented her for decades, it was only after many years had passed and he saw Quan Baola again that the Pope realised at this moment that it was only his own opinion - that she did not care about him at all.

He had never been in her eyes - it was as if after all he had done, he still did not deserve her to look at her more than once, her eyes still looked at the high tower, at the clouds, at the wind, at the people she cared about.

Can't see the Pope as a jumper.

"WHY!!!" The Pope was almost in a frenzy, a huge, as if denied cynicism eating away at him, "Why do you just look down on me!!!"

"In the name of the First Witch!" Quan Baola drew her bow to full strength and spoke in a hushed tone, "pronouncing Father Lee Woo Soon guilty of lying, mutilating his fellow man, and betraying his trust!"

She shoots a bow and arrow, Bai Liu lets loose a fountain of poison.

The arrow went through the fountain and struck the Pope's head with a single shot.

The Pope tilted his head back incredulously and fell from the top of the tower into the pool of male eels pierced by Hearts directly below, struggling for a moment with his hand outstretched, still engulfed by the eels and disappearing inside with a whimper of pain.

As Quan Baola shot the arrow, the island began to disintegrate and she ran two steps towards the tower, anxiously falling into the sea with the disintegrating rocks, and at the last moment before she fell off the island, she looked to Bai Liu, who was about to run up to the tower, and with tears in her eyes, she pleaded loudly.

"Please, you must save my child!"

"Don't let him die alone on this island!"

As the island collapsed, the tower began to tilt and lurch to one side. Hearts on top of the tower seemed to take a heavy hit and shook for a moment before holding the device and falling down with the tilting tower.

Bai Liu's eyes twitched and he raised his hand to fling the whip while tapping on the panel.

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu cuts to player Muke's panel and uses his personal skill (Flashing Strike)]

In a mere blink of an eye, Bai Liu appeared beneath Hearts, and with his whip he swept Hearts around the device. Hearts' heart was a burst of silvery blue light, and his soul seemed to have been sucked into the device, but at the same time, his left hand held the scepter, and the jewel on it was glowing with an intense light that resonated with Hearts' soul.

The gem and the device simultaneously hold Hearts' soul, actually giving it a peculiar, almost-departed-but-not-quit state.

In this peculiar state, Hearts seems to have become unconscious, unable even to hold his weapon, the playing cards, which are scattered from his powerless right hand, are scattered in the air and fall down around the two men.

Bai Liu rolled the whip around Hearts' waist, grabbed the tall tower with his other hand, and led Hearts to hang above the tall building, his voice soft: "Zhao Muchi, wake up."

Hearts eyes looked up hollowly, his voice hoarse: "It's ...... you, Bai Liu ."

"I'm going to win, so you give up ......."

"Is that so?" Bai Liu's tone was even, his eyes dropping calmly as he looked at the Hearts he had caught, "I didn't just come here to win either."

"Outside the game, I promised Jiayi I would save you, and inside the game, I just promised Quan Baola I would save you."

"I'm a man who makes promises that I can keep and I usually do."

"- So in addition to coming to win you, I've come to save you, Zhao Muchi."

Hearts' heart skipped a violent beat, then at the same time, a stab of pain from the device sucked away accompanied it and he laughed hoarsely, "Save me?"

"What are you doing here to save me?"

"Then you clearly tried to kill me earlier at the tower." Bai Liu retorted back impassively, "Then what did you spare me for?"

Hearts was stunned for a rare moment, and soon he lowered his head and looked away, breathing hard and deep, trying to pull out of Bai Liu's hand: "Let go! I don't want a man to save me!"

"I hate men, get lost!"

"Is that so?" Bai Liu's tone was calm, "I don't think that's necessarily the case."

He pushed upwards and climbed on top of the collapsing tower that was caving in, pulling the Hearts back beyond it with his other hand. Bai Liu turned his head and he looked down at the Hearts on the ground who were choking violently, looking straight at each other on one knee, his eyes and tone very calm, and held up a card.

"This is the skill card you just dropped, I didn't want to pick it up but I've seen it in Jiayi's hand, it's called a telekinetic heart, it reflects who the person looking at the card likes in their heart." Bai Liu twirled it between his two fingers, the card facing Hearts who looked up, he lowered his eyes, "I haven't seen your card, only you have seen your card, so this is your Heart card."

"That's me on your telepathic heart sign, isn't it?"

The man on the card, with black hair and pupils, indifferent eyes, white shirt and leather gloves, and, most iconically, the scar of a still-unhealed reverse cross over a slightly open heart.

Hearts' pupils tightened.

Bai Liu's tone was flat and judgmental: "You like me, don't you?"

For a moment, Bai Liu's bland face overlapped with Bai six's smiling face six years ago: [You like me, don't you?

"I, ahem! I'm never going to like you!" Hearts looked confused and hideous, as if he was caught in that nightmare from six years ago, staggering up from the ground and muttering, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Just kill you and I won't like you ......"

"As long as I don't like you, I won't be like those men ......" Hearts looked in a trance, "I won't be so much like those men when I can unleash my disgusting desires on so many people when I'm being promiscuous and disgusting to people ......"

"My ...... favorite is something very precious."

"I'm going to kill you!"

[System Alert: Player Hearts uses the skill ......]

The moment Hearts uses his compulsion on Bai Liu, bewitching him, Bai Liu doesn't hide, he looks calmly straight at Hearts, whose long burgundy curls shorten and straighten, whose burgundy pupils fade to purple and whose body becomes slender.

After the use of the skill, he turns back into his original form in Bai Liu's eyes instead.

-- With so many skill uses, this was the first time he didn't turn into someone else's appearance after a skill use, but turned back into his own.

Hearts looked down at Bai Liu and stopped in stunned silence, tears slipping from his eyes, "Why, why would you ......"

Will I see myself in the midst of my desires?

"Because that's what your soul is like." Bai Liu raised his eyes and his voice was smooth, "I look at people only for the value of their souls."

"This is what you look like at your most valuable."

Hearts came to a slow halt, holding very gently to the device beside the tall tower, his breathing slowly becoming calmer from rapid, as if trying to recover from the effects of the device, he shook his head slowly, dizzily holding his forehead repeating Bai Liu's words word for word, "My most valuable look?"

"...... How did it get to be this way?" He asked softly and rhetorically, lost in thought.

"And what do you think you should look like when you are most valuable?" Bai Liu asked patiently.

"The most valuable look I could have had would have been, would have been a girl." Hearts eyes were misty and hazy as he looked at Bai Liu, he whispered, "If I was a girl, then she wouldn't have had to struggle for so long."

"From the moment I was born, I would have been seen by my stepfather, who wouldn't have noticed her, she wouldn't have gone to the island, it would have been me who went to the island from the beginning, and I would have been able to carry everything for her."

"She'll survive."

"I hate men."

"It was because I was male that she was unwilling to accept her fate to expect it, that she struggled so long for me, that she went to the island for me and eventually died so painfully."

A tear fell very slowly from Hearts' purple pupils and he murmured softly, out of breath, "I hate myself."

"I hate all men."

Bai Liu looks at Hearts calmly: "You probably don't hate men."

"You just hate bad people."

"You like me don't you?"

"Aren't you bad?" Hearts asked back with a soft smile and tears, "You're the worst person I've ever met."

"Perhaps." Bai Liu was noncommittal as he smiled and held out his hand, "But at least for the moment, I'm here to save your soul, so at least for the moment, I'm still a good person to you, right?"

"If you trust me, you can temporarily store your soul with me, there is no need to waste your soul in this low level game copy, after you give me your soul, you can use the Witch's Heart to pass this copy as well, but then your soul will already belong to me and will never be violated, wouldn't it be more cost-effective?"

"As a deal." Bai Liu promised sincerely, "I can promise to meet one condition."

"People who have no way of surviving with expectations of themselves can appropriately place them on others."

"Why should I put it on you?" Hearts snickered, "Because you're bad enough aren't you?"

"No." Bai Liu looked Hearts flat in the eye, "because I can really answer your expectations."

"I can make this world, the way you, the people you want to bring back, would like to survive."

"I showed good faith in the deal." Bai Liu held out his hand and politely asked Hearts, "So what is your answer Empress?"

Hearts gazed down at Bai Liu's hand, he was quiet for a long, long time, so long that the tower that had fallen over the sea was drowning, and finally reached out and placed his hand very gently over Bai Liu's, asking with a touch of self-deprecation, "So, this is another wish to the gods, is it?"

"What will it cost me?"

"You have paid for it." Bai Liu gazed up at Hearts, "Your soul is my payment."

"That was a very beautiful and valuable soul."

Hearts looks stunned.

[System Alert: Player Bai Liu has taken player Hearts' (Witch's Heart)]

Bai Liu smiled: "I will do what I am told."

The Witch's Heart was placed on top of the tower, and Phoebe and Liu Jiayi, lying on the ground with only their breath remaining, watched the light coming from the tower above the sea as the eels on the ground were warmly dissolved.

"That guy ......" Phoebe laughed, a tear crossing the corner of her eye, "didn't die."

Liu Jiayi also laughed: "My tactics, how could I let Hearts die?"

"I really hope one day." Phoebe turned her head with difficulty, her eyes looking reverently at Liu Jiayi, "I can become as strong as you."

"The ability to have the power to save anyone."

The witches who remained in the papal palace wept with joy, Quan Baola, who had crawled out of the sea, was thrown up in a flock, while the bishops and guards who had been in the papal palace were pinned down and imprisoned by the witches, their expressions frightened and cowering - they too seemed to realise what was going to happen to them.

"It's time to start the trials against the witch trials." You Zhen crossed her arms and bared her teeth as she let out a long breath, "These men, how many people have been harmed by the witch trials in the first place, will have to be reckoned with!"

"That's natural." A bruised and battered Leah was dragged over and smiled back, "But before that, there's the Baola election ceremony."

"She's going to be the new leader."

The sea shone brightly and persistently, the witches in the contaminated areas were able to return to their original places and cry with their families, those whose property had been taken by the Holy See were counted and returned to them, while the legal trials of those who had participated in the tribunal and even reported witches during the witch trials were in full swing.

The Inquisition has since become the exclusive inaugural centre for witches, and has become the centre of a legal system that is renowned throughout the world, with two entire books of strict regulations for witches, or women.

But these are things that happened later.

After the fall of the Sky City, the sun's rays, after the sea horizon had risen, were finally able to shine again on the ground.

Quan Baola looked back at the shimmering waves on the sea and shed tears as if in a dream.

The boy, at last, saved her child.

Since then, the Sons of Witches and Witches have ceased to exist, and after being cleared of false accusations and dirty laundry, only the living names of Baola, You Zhen and Leah remain.

They are not witches, nor are they sons of witches, just people.

[System Alert: Player Hearts exits the game.