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Chapter 659 The Crimson Devout Apostle

These two beings, bearing the blood of the Old Gods and Outer Gods, perfectly exemplified what it means to be wild through their unique fighting style.

The Holy Communion Order, the Temple Curse, and the Source of Fear—these extremely complex forces intertwine in the storm, weaving and binding their fates together.

The Scarlet Witch's robes were tattered and torn.

The curse corrupted her will and body, and now her soul was as riddled with holes as the robe.

Komilo knew he couldn't kill the Scarlet Witch.

Even the Temple of the Golden Law couldn't kill her; they even cut her body in half but still couldn't end her life.

What Milo is doing right now is stalling.

The only solution is the Canamagus Testament.

...

And it seems that the two sides in the storm at this moment have very similarities.

Both Milo and the Scarlet Witch had half of their bodies controlled and possessed. Tiny vines covered with pale gold runes pierced through every inch of their flesh and tissues. The corrupted Holy Communion Order grafted this curse onto Milo, whose body was now as if it had been vertically cut in two, one half under the curse and the other half normal.

……

"Clang..."

The Scarlet Witch pulled the red-hot crowbar from her chest and threw it away.

The cursed vines quickly filled the hole that Milo had carved into her chest, and the writhing, glowing vines, like breaths, were "protecting" the Scarlet Witch in an extremely morbid way.

More than an hour had passed since the curse began.

During this long period of time, the vines had coalesced into a sharp, red-glowing horn on the right side of the Scarlet Witch's forehead. It was now fully formed, though no one knew what it meant.

...

Milo's figure flashed back to the crimson robe.

More dark, terrifying materialized forms emerged from his left arm. The fist-shaped imprints weren't the key point; what mattered was that these materialized forms transformed into countless needles that pierced into the Scarlet Witch's cursed body.

But the next second, the witch suddenly produced a withered wooden staff burning with embers, which swept horizontally toward Milo with runes that lit up its entire body and scattered specks of golden light.

Furthermore, the writhing vine runes on her body incinerated all the materialized needles released by Milo!
...

Milo paid the price for his reckless actions.

He was knocked over and flew diagonally, embedding himself in the underground rock dozens of meters away, scattering body fragments all over the ground in a chaotic mess.

He was simply trying to find the fear deep in the other person's soul.

But the power of the gods' will far exceeded Milo's imagination.

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"Are you so naive as to try to find fear in the will of God?"

The Scarlet Witch's mouth, crammed with tiny vines, emitted dozens of different voices simultaneously, all overlapping each other.

These diverse voices, without exception, were all filled with contempt.

...

Soon, the paralyzed man squeezed out of the crack in the rocks and limped forward a few steps.

The crowbar that had been nailed to the rock in the distance sprang back into his hand.

This time, Milo unusually refrained from making any verbal attacks.

Knowing that its current condition was extremely poor, it tried to conserve energy as much as possible.

The first thing he did after creating some distance was to pull out his wine flask and take two more gulps.

...

Then I jumped around a couple of times to warm up.

With those two jumps, the moment his toes touched the ground for the second time, his figure disappeared from the spot again.

...

In the distance, fragments of the Scarlet Witch's robe exploded instantly.

Milo charged toward the Scarlet Witch's staff again, this time with even greater force. He grabbed the vine-twisted horn on the Scarlet Witch's forehead, wedged it with a crowbar, and tried to pry it open by force.

Click!

Something astonishing happened.

The horn, which had taken half a year to fully form, was actually cracked open by Milo!
"what--!!!!"

With a terrifying roar, a vast expanse of vines and swirling elemental energy exploded around the Scarlet Witch.

It almost sliced ​​Milo's head off, but he still didn't let go. *Snap*

He quickly tore open even larger cracks.

...

……

Is this the destructive power of fear?

"I told you, that power that even the gods cannot control is the most domineering."

At the eye of the storm, a fierce battle unrelated to respect for elders and care for the young was raging, with both sides resorting to any means necessary, their ultimate goal being to tear the other apart.

Milo tore the vines that had become one with the Scarlet Witch's flesh and blood from her body.

The Scarlet Witch's staff also relentlessly pierced through Milo's body.

They managed to create a feeling of deep-seated hatred and blood feud.

...

However, from another, more subtle perspective, it should be said that it is a world that even the gods cannot see. Every inch of it is identical to the shape of the real world, but they are actually all fake.

Here, everything was incredibly quiet, and Milo and the Scarlet Witch could see themselves fighting outside.

But their will was to sit calmly on the ruins and chat peacefully.

There were no vines, no cracks, and no backlash from the blood of the old gods.

Milo's body and face were intact, and he looked like a normal human.

As always, the Scarlet Witch's aged head was covered by a hood, and her broken, withered hands gripped her long staff.

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This is the world of dreams.

The materialized terror burned by the golden runes was a facade, used to deceive the will of the gods.

Milo's dream-guiding ability doesn't require any physical contact. He only needs to know what the other person's deepest fear is, and that's enough.

Milo already knew exactly what the Scarlet Witch truly feared, so there was no need for him to search for it.

Her only concern, her only obsession, was the inheritance of the Crimson Legacy.

Over the long years, she has given up everything; only scarlet is the sole reason she has survived to this day.

The Scarlet Witch's reaction at the moment Milo rejected Scarlet was the most direct proof.

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At this moment, Milo and the Scarlet Witch also became bystanders, watching each other's battle in the real world.

A similar situation occurred during the Night of the Hunt, where Milo communicated with the lost Nero in the world of the Dream Will in the same way, and ultimately reached a consensus, successfully "persuading" him to stop the sacrificial ritual by having Nero end his own life...

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"I think this will be our last conversation."

Her uniquely husky voice emanated from beneath the red hood.

Milo sat on the floor directly opposite the Scarlet Witch. He turned his head to look at his disheveled self in the real world not far away, and said, "Last conversation... could we have fewer riddles?"

"You already know many things in your heart, so it's hardly a riddle." The tattered red hood swayed slowly from side to side twice, then continued:
"It's like you've always known how to kill me, you were just hiding it and pretending not to know, weren't you?"

"Because I was taught from a young age that there's no such thing as a free lunch," Milo said, shrugging.

The Canamagus Testament is one of the earliest ancient texts that Milo collected.

“I understand your concerns and appreciate your caution even more. I am confident that you can be the one to revive the Scarlet Witch, which is why I chose you,” the Scarlet Witch said. “And please believe that the vine curse is a conspiracy of the gods, not the original intention of the ancient Scarlet Witch. The Queen has been gone for far too long and should not have to pay the price for the gods’ despicable means.”

“I have rejected the Crimson and betrayed the Holy Communion,” Milo replied calmly.

"How regrettable, but I must say, your refusal was correct. The Holy Communion order has been corrupted. If you had converted to the Scarlet Witch immediately, you would have become a puppet of the Golden Tree. This is my dereliction of duty as a guide. I have personally destroyed the opportunity for revival that I have been waiting for for millions of years. When the time is right, I will repay my sins in my own way." The Scarlet Witch's words also showed no obvious emotional fluctuation.

"It sounds like a very sad story." Milo could never understand the inner world of people who had lived for millions of years, but he could probably imagine one ten-thousandth of the grief of having one's very beliefs destroyed by one's own hands.

"I hope what happens next will slightly salvage any remaining goodwill Scarlet Witch may have for you." This was probably the most humble Scarlet Witch had ever shown towards Milo.

“But I’ve already rejected Crimson, haven’t I? Can I go back on my word?” Milo asked, puzzled.

But the Scarlet Witch said, "As long as you don't harbor resentment towards the Crimson in the future, that's enough. If fate brings you to the Crimson seedling again, I hope you won't kill it. Letting it live or die on its own is the greatest mercy... For now, consider my inadequate guidance. Besides... I am a member of the Crimson's family, and even if I perish, I can only leave in this capacity. I hope you will grant my wish when the time is right..."

"Is this considered a dying wish?"

"It's a plea."

"All right……"

(End of this chapter)