The Grotesque Miss’s End Story v3c94

Chapter 94: Miracle

“Elder Chou is probably still in the eroded Xi He Palace, worrying about how to clean up this mess, right?”

Luo Ling said casually. She had directly entered the void, accompanied by the white-haired Xuanyuan E.

Although Xuanyuan E’s original body was almost completely eroded by nothingness and could directly enter the void without any issues, she wasn’t just her original body now. There was also the embedded puppet Luo Ling created for her using Puppet Ballad.

The embedded puppet couldn’t withstand the void’s erosion, so Luo Ling still used a part of her Witch phantom to protect Xuanyuan E.

Xuanyuan E had spent most of her life in the void, not because her original body couldn’t enter the present world, but because outside the void, she was too weak, even an ordinary person could easily kill her.

Only in the void was she truly safe… except when encountering Luo Ling, no other being in this world could threaten her, not even Luo Ling’s sister, Su Wan.

However, entering the void with all five senses intact was a novel experience for Xuanyuan E.

She stared blankly at the occasional illusions appearing around her, seemingly trying to lure her into the abyss of depravity, to become a part of nothingness, but they were all blocked by a demonic girl phantom, turning into a warm current flowing through the meridians of her embedded puppet, slightly nourishing her.

The Transcendence Authority, Savior Witch, with its ability to reverse paths.

“This is… the Authority of Transcendence?”

Xuanyuan E reached out in a slight daze, wanting to touch the demonic girl phantom, but her hand passed right through, a familiar pain in her fingertips—this was the erosion of the void, something she had endured almost constantly in the past, but now, with Luo Ling’s help, it was barely noticeable.

Of course, this was under the condition of not directly touching the void.

Due to the severe erosion by Doomsday, she wouldn’t be lost in the void like ordinary people, but she would suffer unbearable pain.

“It hurts…”

Xuanyuan E quickly retracted her hand, a pained expression on her face.

Then she was slightly surprised. When had she ever feared this tormenting pain? It was just a daily occurrence.

Unexpectedly, after a brief respite, she had become unaccustomed to it.

“Don’t move, Miss Xuanyuan E. Your current situation is different from before,” Luo Ling frowned slightly. “If the power of Doomsday accidentally damages your embedded puppet, repairing it will be quite troublesome.”

This embedded puppet wasn’t the same as the one Luo Ling casually created to control Xuanyuan E before. Luo Ling had put considerable effort into it, allowing Xuanyuan E to maximize her abilities—not the Doomsday-related powers, but the abilities of Xuanyuan E as a swordsman, before becoming a Doomsday Messenger.

As a member of the Xuanyuan clan, Xuanyuan E also walked the Judgment path. Even after betraying the clan, she could still use the Emperor’s Authority, as if the Emperor never abandoned her, even after she embraced Doomsday.

“Sorry, I was just… lost in thought. I’ll be careful.”

Xuanyuan E smiled apologetically, looking at the demonic girl phantom, then at Luo Ling beside her, and sighed inwardly again.

Even with a demonic appearance, Miss Luo Ling still seemed kind and harmless, without any terrifying or ferocious aura.

Stop, I can’t think about this anymore.

She was just a sinner.

After composing herself, Xuanyuan E seemed to have thought of something and said, “Miss Luo Ling, you just mentioned that Elder Chou is worried about how to handle this matter, right?”

“Yes.” Luo Ling nodded and said, “Mao Ke didn’t absorb the Doomsday power from the completely annihilated Kingdom of Qing Qiu, nor did she seize Chen Ke’s legacy. And with her personality and abilities, she should be able to make the other two Messengers pay an irreversible price.

But the result is… after killing Mao Ke, they gained nothing, all their sacrifices were in vain.”

At the moment a territory was completely consumed by nothingness, a sufficiently powerful Doomsday ability could be born.

If it was an entire origin point, even the most powerful Authority could be born.

The Devour in Luo Ling’s hands and the Birth in Su Wan’s hands were Authorities born when Columbia was completely annihilated by nothingness, directly at the highest level.

Leaving aside Birth, Luo Ling’s Devour, even when she was still relatively weak, could directly utilize even Taboos. Its only obvious flaw was that using it would push Luo Ling closer to Doomsday, preventing her from abusing it.

However, the later Savior Witch and Angel of Demise were slightly inferior, because Victoria wasn’t truly annihilated, its demise forcibly stopped by Luo Ling, making these two Authorities relatively incomplete.

Savior Witch’s ultimate form should be Transcendence, at the moment of its demise, reclaiming a small part of nothingness, forcing the already arrived Doomsday back to its unborn state. Unfortunately, Luo Ling was still quite far from reaching this level of power.

However, these abilities and Authorities could only be obtained at the moment of annihilation. If they weren’t obtained then, it was equivalent to doing nothing.

If every nothingness could easily grant the power of Doomsday, the Doomsday Messengers would have been overwhelmingly powerful long ago. Beyond the edge of the world, there were countless remnants of star civilizations. In this vast and desolate universe, the four origin points were a small miracle.

The true beneficiary of the Kingdom of Qing Qiu’s fall was actually Luo Ling. She used this annihilation to enhance her Savior Witch, while Mao Ke extracted the source of Chen Ke’s power and gave it directly to the Xuanyuan clan, obtaining nothing for herself, thus having nothing to lose.

This time, besides the attack on headquarters, was the Doomsday Messengers’ greatest defeat.

“In this situation, Chou Ke, known for his fairness, should be in a difficult position, right?” Luo Ling said.

She learned everything about Chou Ke from Xuanyuan E’s memories. Outwardly, Chou Ke was indeed a ruthless butcher, not pursuing cruel methods, but always choosing the simplest, most efficient, and decisive approach.

However, to the Twelve Hours of Doomsday, Chou Ke was more like a caring patriarch, not exactly absolutely fair, but treating all Messengers equally, even the original Messengers, Zi Ke and Yin Ke.

“No, he won’t be conflicted.” Xuanyuan E shook her head directly. “Miss Luo Ling, you truly don’t understand Chou Ke.”

“I’ve seen all your memories about Chou Ke,” Luo Ling said seriously.

“…Wait, you’ve seen all my memories?”

Xuanyuan E suddenly panicked, an almost imperceptible change appearing on her usually expressionless face.

“Yes, all of them,” Luo Ling said, her expression strange. “After capturing you and learning you were Yin Ke, of course I had to see everything.”

Even if some precious secrets were hidden within her consciousness, it was only a small part. The other memories were normal.

Luo Ling didn’t find anything particularly useful in Xuanyuan E’s memories, but she did remember her impression of Chou Ke clearly, because besides the endless darkness and the inhuman torment, the only thing in Xuanyuan E’s world was Chou Ke’s voice.

It was precisely because of this that Luo Ling initially didn’t intend to bring Xuanyuan E along.

“Oh, it was then.”

Xuanyuan E suddenly understood and breathed a sigh of relief.

“When else could it be?” Luo Ling asked suspiciously.

“I thought it was…”

Xuanyuan E stopped mid-sentence, realizing she had almost misspoken, and quickly changed the subject.

“Just based on my memories, it’s hard for you to understand Elder Chou.”

“Oh?” Luo Ling raised an eyebrow and said, “If… that’s the case, tell me, why wouldn’t Chou Ke be conflicted?”

“He…”

Xuanyuan E opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she sighed softly and continued, “He won’t be conflicted because… it’s already decided. Elder Chou will directly kill Wei Ke and Xu Ke, without any hesitation.”

Hearing Xuanyuan E’s answer, Luo Ling didn’t speak, but her expression quickly turned serious.

Xuanyuan E noticed Luo Ling’s expression, a hint of regret on her own face.

“Elder Chou’s mission is to create as many ‘grave keepers’ as possible, leaving more hope for the continuation of the world after its demise. In his eyes, all Messengers are qualified to be ‘grave keepers,’ so he treats them all fairly and kindly. As for other beings, he never cared about them.”

“However, after Miss Luo Ling’s plan, Wei Ke and Xu Ke are probably crippled. Even if not, their performance would still disappoint Elder Chou. In this case, their only use is to pave the way for others to become ‘grave keepers’.”

“Elder Chou never intended to become a ‘grave keeper’ himself, unless other Messengers had no hope, or all Messengers had become ‘grave keepers.’ Only then would he take that step.”

“The former was his most pessimistic thought, the latter his long-held wish… And now, the most pessimistic scenario has unfortunately occurred. The only path he can take is to ‘become a grave keeper alone’.”

Chou Ke only wanted a result, not necessarily to be that result himself. Only in the worst-case scenario would he make such a choice.

Once the decision was made, Chou Ke would act decisively, just like when he quelled the sudden internal strife within the Doomsday Messengers.

“…I understand.”

Luo Ling said softly, her expression turning even more serious.

“If that’s the case, we need to move faster.”

….

Within a remote Boundary of the origin point Victoria, nothingness gradually devoured a part of the present world, turning everything in its path into a part of Doomsday.

This was previously the location Wei Ke was in charge of attacking. After several Doomsday branch stations fell, this Boundary, originally without many strong defenders, was quickly overrun by the void. Fortunately, Victoria’s reaction was swift, with the Boy personally stationed there, barely managing to stop the advance.

However, the void’s spread was only delayed. Even with the stalemate, the annihilated territories were still gradually increasing.

Until recently, the void’s advance suddenly stopped, even the occasionally attacking Doomsday Messengers vanished, making it seem like they had retreated, but at this juncture, it felt strangely suspicious.

Although the Boy stopped their advance, it was with great difficulty. Moreover, Victoria as a whole was quite weak. Even though the Boy, after walking the path of becoming Xingtian’s vessel, possessed considerable strength, he was still alone, unable to support everything.

Given more time, this Boundary would inevitably fall completely to Doomsday, followed by a gradual erosion, until all of Victoria was consumed.

Of course, Victoria’s core territory might be difficult to conquer, but protecting the other territories was beyond Victoria’s current capabilities. They could only delay the inevitable, one day at a time.

The headless Boy sat not far from the void, his towering body like a wall, a small, strange gourd hanging at his waist.

A giant axe in his left hand, a heavy shield in his right, Xingtian’s top-tier Sacred Tools perfectly suited the current Boy, allowing him to exert power far beyond his own.

The price was that the Boy’s consciousness was gradually being eroded by Xingtian, and he could no longer distinguish between himself and Xingtian. Perhaps soon, the Boy would cease to exist, leaving only Xingtian.

However…

The Boy didn’t regret it. No matter how many times he made this choice, he would always walk this path, even burning himself to ashes, to buy more time for Victoria, even if it was just a brief respite.

He had been stationed here for many days, almost without rest, facing the void, ready to face any enemy.

Suddenly, a tremor emerged at the edge of the void. The Boy immediately picked up his giant axe, but the one who stepped out of the void wasn’t the short figure from before, but a girl he knew all too well.

Messy black hair, a cold and gloomy aura, a vaguely familiar yet excessively young face, her eyes calm yet terrifying.

“…Miss Luo Ling.”

A deep voice echoed, each word like a booming war drum, almost shattering one’s eardrums.

He tightened his grip on his battle axe, his shield still raised, ready to fight.

The reason the Boy was so wary wasn’t because Luo Ling had once beheaded him, but because of the location she emerged from.

He was worried that Luo Ling had joined the Doomsday Messengers, aiming to have the entire world consumed by nothingness.

Luo Ling’s talent was already well-known during their time in Victoria, practically the only one who could personally enter nothingness, even creating a record of disappearing in the void for a month and returning alive and kicking.

The Boy at that time didn’t know about Doomsday’s existence, so he didn’t realize the true significance of Luo Ling’s talent.

Now he knew that Luo Ling, with such talent, if she walked the path of the Doomsday Messengers, she would at least be a Messenger.

His previous opponent was a Messenger, and the Boy had barely managed to achieve a draw after using all his methods, and that was because the Messenger held back, seemingly unwilling to trade injuries with him.

If another Messenger arrived at this moment, the Boy felt his chance for martyrdom had come.

“It’s you?”

Luo Ling was quite surprised. She initially thought it might be Fiona or Alyssa, which was why she chose Victoria.

Come to think of it, it had been a while since she last saw the Boy. Now, looking closely, the Boy had already embarked on a path of no return.

At a glance, she could see a grotesque will gradually infiltrating his consciousness, replacing him just a matter of time.

“You seem surprised?” Hearing this, the Boy relaxed slightly. “You thought it would be Fiona? She’s at the next line of defense.”

The Boy knew that Fiona was previously Luo Ling’s person, but he didn’t know if that was still the case.

Judging from Luo Ling’s expression, it seemed so.

If so, Luo Ling should be an ally, not an enemy.

Fiona had initially intended to come and defend with the Boy, but he vehemently refused, because the first clash would definitely be the most intense, and the Boy’s current state couldn’t last much longer. He wanted to make one last contribution while his consciousness was still relatively clear.

The Boy’s mission was to delay the enemy’s advance as much as possible, allowing Fiona, who excelled at mystical barriers, to set up defenses at the next Boundary.

“I see. I guess I can’t see her then.”

Luo Ling said, slightly disappointed.

It had been a while since she last saw Aunt Fiona. Matters in Victoria were too hectic, so Fiona rarely returned to Starry Victoria.

Luo Ling was also usually busy, and they barely had time to meet. This precious opportunity didn’t yield the desired result, which was a bit of a pity.

Thinking of this, Luo Ling missed Aunt Fiona. At least her cooking was quite good, and…

Luo Ling didn’t have parents. Although her sister always acted like a mother, she was ultimately her sister, quite different from a mother.

Only when she met Aunt Fiona, although initially annoyed by her treating her as Linna, did she feel a sense of longing in retrospect.

“Should I… call her over?”

The Boy hesitated for a moment and asked.

“No need, time is of the essence, and she would have to return anyway.” Luo Ling shook her head and continued, “You should go back. There’s something I need to deal with here later.”

“Did you join the Doomsday Messengers?”

The Boy suddenly asked in a deep voice.

“No,” Luo Ling looked at the Boy strangely, “What are you thinking? I even killed the Woman, why would I join the Doomsday Messengers?”

The Woman at that time had already become one of the Twelve Hours of Doomsday. Killing her clearly showed Luo Ling’s stance.

“In that case… good.”

The Boy nodded decisively, not even asking what it was, and turned to leave.

“So eager…”

Luo Ling blinked, seeing the gourd at the Boy’s waist, a strange look flashing across her face.

This was her little prank back then, but she hadn’t expected the Boy to actually keep it, even carrying it with him.

“However, abandoning his past stance… the current Boy… is truly admirable.”

However, his time was running out.

This was a choice the Boy made himself. Even if Luo Ling wanted to save him, it was irreversible.

After the Boy left, Luo Ling’s expression turned serious.

Xuanyuan E didn’t come out of the void with her. Partly because Luo Ling wanted to see Aunt Fiona, and for some reason, she felt it wasn’t appropriate to bring Xuanyuan E along. The other reason was that Xuanyuan E had to stay in the void to carry out the mission Luo Ling assigned her.

Luo Ling looked around, seeing only gradually annihilated Boundaries, even the sky above covered in endless dark clouds, as if doomsday was imminent.

Victoria had experienced this once before, but was saved by Luo Ling.

And now, Doomsday was returning, and she would just save it again.

Luo Ling took a deep breath, a faint golden light appearing in her eyes, and whispered, “Now… is the time for reversal.”

She stood on tiptoe, slightly hovering above the ground, her messy black hair spreading, her appearance unchanged, but her cold and gloomy aura completely gone, replaced by compassion and holiness.

But a pair of wings suddenly unfolded at her waist, bound by chains, demonic runes appearing on her face and arms, like a witch of destruction.

The next moment, the chains shattered, the demonic runes lit up, Luo Ling clasped her hands together, her golden eyes looking towards the distant void, as if in prayer.

“Authority, Savior Witch, by the moment of Transcendence.”

She didn’t speak, but an ethereal whisper echoed in the sky, countless clear voices joining in, singing a sorrowful melody.

A giant witch phantom appeared between heaven and earth. With its appearance, the encroaching nothingness of the void suddenly receded.

The Boundaries once consumed by Doomsday were gradually being reclaimed.

This was a miracle.

Although it wasn’t the first time a miracle occurred.

The very existence of the four origin points was a tragic miracle.