strictlysupreme Chapter 238 Tranquility, agony, despair
Chapter 238 Tranquility, agony, despair
Angela's eyes shone brightly as she took the staff in her hands, her body enveloped in a golden glow radiating intense light. The girl in front of her had to shield her eyes to protect herself from the dazzling brightness. Angela's staff rose into the air, and the crystals adorning it began to vibrate violently.
Suddenly, a burst of bright colors erupted from the crystals, enveloping the entire surroundings. The girl felt a shiver run down her spine as she watched in fear what unfolded. In the blink of an eye, the staff vanished along with the crystals, leaving the girl trapped in the midst of an empty space. Stay tuned for updates on My Virtual Library Empire@@@@
Fear filled the girl's eyes as she realized her predicament. Lifting her gaze, she found herself faced with beautiful white flames, as pure as a sheet of paper. She felt the flames slowly engulfing her body, but instead of pain, she experienced a strange sensation of peace and serenity. Death welcomed her gently, consuming her flesh until her bones faded into nothingness.
Meanwhile, Angela's eyes remained calm and peaceful. She knelt down and clasped her hands in a silent prayer gesture as the white flames moved towards her, disappearing into her being.
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Adelaida ran at full speed through the dense forest, her green eyes fixed on a shadow moving among the trees. Without wasting a second, she unleashed her magic, and two green orbs shot out of her hands, illuminating the dark path. Suddenly, she came to a halt and jumped backward just in time to dodge the sound of a spear slicing through the air, which disappeared as quickly as it had come.
Despite not being able to see it, Adelaida could sense her enemy's presence. Her senses sharpened, and she quickly drew a small dagger from her thigh, holding it before her eyes with determination. Her green irises gleamed intensely as she prepared for the imminent attack. In an instant, she defended against a new assault, and white sparks erupted in the clash of forces.
Dehydration, accompanied by blood loss, left their bodies wrinkled and almost dry; in their eyes, there was only desperation.
Opening her eyes and nodding satisfied, she looked at the bodies on the ground with indifference and stood up. Her mind was elsewhere, more precisely on Anthony. When she remembered him, a beautiful smile spread across her face.
Her plan was simple; she intended to give these students to him as offerings or something like that, but looking at the dead bodies made her frown; she didn't think they would die so quickly. A sigh of sadness escaped her lips; she looked at the bodies with anger, and the purple hands brutally crushed their bodies, leaving them literally a mass of flesh.
Charlotte continued to venture into the forest, her expression calm and her purple eyes seemingly innocent at first glance. However, inside her, she harbored a latent beast. This facet of her personality tended to emerge when she thought of Anthony. Somehow, something inside her compelled her to act violently and ruthlessly, a reaction she shared with her mother and sister.
Although Charlotte only showed this side of herself when it came to Anthony.
Charlotte reflected for a few seconds and shrugged, admitting that she didn't fully understand why she felt that way, but she liked it. She compared herself to her sister Lysandra, and her smile widened even more. She remembered a past conversation with her older sister; she could still clearly visualize Lysandra's dark, lifeless eyes, filled only with pure obsession.
At first, that scared her, not understanding why her sister behaved that way. However, over time, she came to understand that it was all because of Anthony.
This revelation put her in an even better mood, and she began to hum a song as she continued her way through the forest.