ushernet Chapter 339: Chapter336-Is Madelyn Dead?
Chapter 339: Chapter336-Is Madelyn Dead?
Chapter 339: Chapter336-Is Madelyn Dead?As Sylva's voice dripped with allure and manipulation, Madelyn's gaze grew increasingly unfocused. Gradually, it seemed she was forgetting everything. But even as her memories were about to be erased by Sylva's dark magic, fragments of moments with Owen kept surfacing.
She forgot much, but every detail of her time with Owen remained unerasable.
Sylva frowned, surprised at how stubbornly Madelyn clung to these memories. It was rare, but she had encountered such cases before.
With a slight wave of her fingers, Sylva manipulated invisible threads, preparing to alter Madelyn's memories directly.
In Madelyn's mind, visions appeared of a life with Owen-of sweet scenes from their marriage, of playful moments, of their honeymoon.
Each memory was beautiful, filled with joy.
Observing this, Sylva shook her head, muttering, "Owen truly does have a way with women."
"What a foolish girl, so deeply infatuated with Owen that it's become an obsession-she won't let go..."
Sylva attempted to use memory alteration to erase Madelyn's cherished memories, filling the void with fabricated happiness in a final effort to gain control.
Yet no matter how many times she tried, Madelyn's altered memories seemed to revert back.
"If I can't control her, I'll destroy her."
With a sigh of regret, Sylva conjured a magical blade in her palm, crafted from translucent crystal and swirling with terrifying energy.
Before anyone could react, Sylva drove the blade into Madelyn's heart!
Hot blood spurted into the air.
Madelyn's chest was pierced straight through, her lifeblood pouring from the wound. Heavily wounded, her aura instantly weakened.
And as Sylva's blade penetrated her heart, blood-red raindrops began to fall from the sky.
The mages around stared in stunned disbelief, their expressions shifting to shock and horror.
Could it be that Lady Madelyn was dead?
They couldn't believe their eyes.
But the truth was undeniable.
Rachel, Stanley, and the Azure Kingdom's mages were all frozen in shock, desperately
She now understood that Madelyn was the Death Calamity.
Legends spoke of the Death Calamity as a terrifying being who ruled over slaughter and suffering, wielding immense authority.
But due to its immense power, the Death Calamity had not manifested for countless ages.
Yet here she was, the very Madelyn she thought she had slain!
In trying to kill her, Sylva had inadvertently triggered her awakening.
Realizing this, Sylva's entire body trembled as she stared at Madelyn in horror.
Under her frightened gaze, Madelyn, her body bathed in blood, looked back with icy eyes.
Madelyn's skin grew pale, as if coated in white frost.
Her once dark hair now turned a ghostly white.
She opened her eyes slowly, revealing pale flowers deep within her gaze.
Sylva stared at Madelyn's cold expression, seeing a mix of mockery and pity.
It was as if Madelyn had never been under her control.
But how was that possible?
Moments ago, she had controlled Madelyn's memories, plunging her into an endless dream
from which she'd never escape.
Madelyn should have been her puppet forever!
Yet it now seemed Madelyn had never truly been ensnared in that dream.
"I should thank you," Madelyn said coolly. "Without you, I would've been unable to let go of
my lingering regrets. Thanks to you, I've finally completed my awakening."
Sylva trembled, her teeth chattering as though she'd fallen into the icy depths of hell. "No! You were trapped in that dream-how could you have woken up?"
Madelyn responded indifferently:
"A dream is still just a dream, and eventually, we wake up. I refuse to live in such an illusion. I
want my brother's true recognition."
To Madelyn, Owen was the most important person in her life.
She had long regretted abandoning the promise made in the martial contest.
She had always hoped to earn Owen's approval.
But after witnessing her sister's relationship with Owen, she'd buried these feelings.
Now, with Sylva's manipulation, she had faced her inner desires and her truest aspirations.
She finally understood her purpose.
As Sylva's aura waned, Madelyn pulled the magical blade from her chest, grayish-white blood
spilling from the wound.
The wound closed instantly, and a chilling smile crossed her lips.
"Now, let's see my newfound power!"
Sylva, utterly stunned by Madelyn's transformation, gaped as the unmistakable aura of death
swept over her.