Chapter 207 Su An'an has grown butterfly wings

"Seville!"

Su An'an suddenly opened her eyes, her butterfly-like eyelashes still glistening with tears.

She instinctively tried to sit up, but froze when she raised her hand.

My fingertips touched not fabric, but my own bare skin.

"Are you ok?"

Seville quickly reached out to support her swaying shoulders, but recoiled as if electrocuted the moment he touched her skin.

His amber pupils flickered slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

"My head hurts!"

Su An'an pressed her temples and suddenly gasped.

Fragmented memories flooded back, along with the sensation of Seville's long, silvery-purple hair falling across her neck.

The golden and pink divine patterns intertwined on the altar, and the strange yet burning throbbing deep in my lower abdomen.

"We've gotten together?"

Her voice trembled and became incoherent, her dark eyes wide open.

His gaze swept over the surroundings in shock.

The crushed altar of white bones, the congealed black and red bloodstains, and the hideous wound on Seville's arm.

Every trace testifies to this terrible fact.

"Ah."

Seville turned his face away, his jawline taut.

He mechanically straightened his tattered clothes, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He was the one who should be explaining, but at this moment he remained silent like a child who had done something wrong.

"It's the mental toxin of the Blood King Beast."

He finally spoke, his voice as cold as ice: "It used all its mental power to catalyze forced heating."

This statement is like a double-edged sword; it both reveals the truth and wounds the speaker.

He dared not look into Su An'an's eyes, for fear of seeing disgust or fear in them.

Its amber-colored beastly eyes were fixed on the ground, as if there was something there worth studying.

Su An'an noticed that his hands, which were hanging at his sides, were trembling slightly.

This proud, sharp-tongued, and cold swan priestess was actually afraid at this moment.

I'm afraid of her scolding or even a glance.

"So that's it."

Su An'an spoke softly, then suddenly reached out and touched his tense arm.

Seville shuddered and withdrew as if he had been burned.

Su An'an's gaze fell on the 4S-grade emblem below Seville's collarbone, which shimmered with golden feather light.

She was taken aback at first, then smiled gently: "It's good that we got together."

She lightly touched the edge of his burning emblem with her fingertips, her eyes crinkling into a radiant smile:
"Otherwise, with the final burst of spiritual power from the Blood Beast King, even with your 3S level strength alone, we would probably all be finished here."

Seville's tense shoulders relaxed almost imperceptibly.

He turned his face away, his long, silver-purple hair falling down to cover his reddened ear tips: "It was the right thing to do to save you."

The voice was deliberately suppressed, sounding cold and harsh, but the ending note rose uncontrollably.
"After all, I promised Qiuqiu I would protect you."

"Just because of Qiuqiu?"

Just as Su An'an was about to tease him about his arrogant demeanor, a tearing, burning pain suddenly shot through her shoulder blade.

She groaned softly and instinctively reached back to touch it.

"Don't move!" Seville's hand was on her back, but he suddenly froze.

Moonlight pierced through the broken dome of the altar, shining directly onto her bare back.

Intricate golden patterns are emerging there, like the outline of a butterfly wing drawn by an invisible paintbrush.

Every line flows with a luster like liquid sunlight.

"what is this?"

Su An'an trembled as she reached back to touch her shoulder blade, her fingertips suddenly brushing against something soft.

"Wow!"

A pair of golden-pink monarch butterflies suddenly spread their wings!

When she unconsciously flapped her wings, golden phosphorescent powder floated up throughout the nest.

The points of light fell on Seville's blood-stained silver hair, and the wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Queen Mother's monarch butterfly gene has actually been activated at this time." Su An'an unconsciously touched her slightly warm lower abdomen, her brows furrowed:
"We both fell into this godforsaken place. You evolved into a 4S, and I broke through to a double S."

"Now her identity as a goddess can probably no longer be hidden."

Seville's Adam's apple bobbed violently.

The curse of the Blood Beast surged within his bloodline, and those prophecies of opposing fate gnawed at his sanity like venomous snakes.

"I will protect you."

His voice was so hoarse it was almost unrecognizable, and his fingernails dug deep into his palms to suppress his trembling.

"I won't let anyone find out."

"calm down!"

Su An'an suddenly leaned closer, tilted her head, and smiled:

"Just push the matter of evolution onto my alternate identity, Jiu Sui. Anyway, all the beasts think she's the true goddess."

"Ku-Sui, is that you?!"

Seville stumbled backward and slammed into the rock wall, Amber's pupils contracting violently.

Three months ago, the wanted poster he had torn up himself came to mind.

[Nine Ears, two trillion Star Coins, life or death are irrelevant.]

"Yes."

Su An'an playfully traced the newly formed 4S mark on his fingertips:

“Da Mao Ye Yuan Fei Zhao and Lan Cang Ming both know, so you should also have the right to know.”

Seville's breathing became heavy, and the cursed totem on his chest was burning hot.

"You shouldn't have told me..."

He muttered to himself, his voice torn to shreds by the wind deep within the cave.

Those enemies lurking in the shadows, those plots lying in wait, could all use this curse to deal with Su An'an.

"What?" Su An'an tilted her head and approached, and the stars on the butterfly wings suddenly flickered.

Seville took a step back, a metallic taste rising in his throat: "It's nothing."

He turned around abruptly and said coldly, "Let's go find the quantum computer and contact Ye Yuan and the others as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, I will keep this secret."

In the instant he turned around, he hid his trembling hand in the shadows.

The cursed heart pounded wildly.

If he becomes a sharp blade aimed at Su An'an, then she might as well end it herself!
"The quantum computer is over there!"

The astrolabe in Su An'an's hand hummed.

Seville lifted the pile of bones in the corner of the rock wall, revealing the light brain underneath that was tightly wrapped up.

"found it!"

The moment Su An'an's fingertip touched the start button, the holographic screen unfolded in a flash.

In the image, Louise's usually gentle and smiling face was now twisted into a grotesque expression she had never seen before.

"The divine power of the Swan Priest is the perfect culture medium for the evolution of divine medicine!"

Louis grinned maliciously, "Kill Su An'an, and the divine medicine will be the rebels' passport to conquer the empire."

"That bastard has been lying to Alita all along."

Su An'an gritted her teeth and clenched her fists as memories flooded back.

Alita, pale-faced, refused treatment, saying that Louise was her cure.

She wanted to be with Louis forever.

"Damn it!"

Su An'an punched Louis on the light screen.

Seville swiftly grabbed her wrist:

"Calm down. The evidence is conclusive. We'll contact Ye Yuan immediately."

"Wait until I get out,"

Su An'an gritted her teeth and inserted the star chart, instantly activating the emergency transmission program on the quantum computer:
"I will make sure he dies a horrible death!"

[Waaaaah, Your Highness!]

The long-lost cry of Little Pink echoed in her mind:

[Finally, I can get a signal and contact you! I've missed you so much!]

(End of this chapter)

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