ushernet Chapter 1415: Evil Woman, Swindling Someone
Chapter 1415: Evil Woman, Swindling Someone
Chapter 1415: Evil Woman, Swindling Someone
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
This underscored the profound significance of the Six-Winged Goddess to the Foreman family.
At the entrance to the ninth floor, the two elderly men opened their eyes, casting their gaze upon Karl Foreman, then upon Kohen Neal and the others.
After careful consideration, they exclaimed, “Members of the Neal family!”
“Open the door and allow this young man entry!”
Karl Foreman, given his seniority, issued the command to the two ancestors.
The two elders exchanged glances, a glimmer of joy flickering across their visages.@@@@
Three centuries of relentless effort had finally yielded a path to save the Six-Winged Goddess.
Why else would they permit outsiders into the family’s most sacred domain?
They dared not obstruct him.
Concerns about gender differences no longer held sway over these ancestors, who had witnessed the passage of countless years.
If Braydon Neal could save Eva Foreman, what significance did such distinctions hold?
Only Braydon was permitted access to the ninth floor, with outsiders strictly prohibited.
Acting decisively, Braydon entered and shut the door behind him, shrouding the events within the ninth floor in mystery.
Venturing forward thirty meters, Braydon beheld the ice bed in the distance.
Lying upon it was a stunning girl, her form enveloped by the bone-chilling cold.
Six pristine white wings drooped limply from her back.
Eva Foreman had long lost her mental clarity, her life force nearly depleted.
Braydon cast his gaze upon her exquisite form, exhaling a sigh of relief.
He cleared his mind of any distractions, his expression shifting.
Activating his dual pupils, three concentric rings of nine pupils encircled the central one, slowly revolving.
His dual pupils delved into the depths, scrutinizing the girl’s exterior and delving into her inner workings with precision.
In a single glance, Braydon comprehended Eva’s condition.
Her life force had been entirely severed, her meridians ruptured, and her vital energy dissipated.
Within her abdomen lurked a sinister black energy, devouring any life force she generated, precipitating her impending demise.
“Braydon!” the artifact spirit of Star Tower shrieked. “Flee! She intends to end your life!”
A sharp voice reverberated through the dark prison, but to no avail.
Eva’s consciousness had languished within this realm for 300 years, unable to escape.
She waited, biding her time for someone to inherit the dark energy burden from her, to perish in her stead.
In the external world, Braydon stood with closed eyes as Eva floated before him, her arms outstretched in an embrace.
Suddenly, her six wings unfurled and enveloped them both, weaving wisps of holy white light into a cocoon around them.
Within this cocoon, Braydon’s garments disintegrated into ash, leaving them face-to-face.
As Star Tower flew forth, aiming for Eva, a peculiar token within her body emitted a dark aura, rendering Star Tower immobile upon impact.
“It’s too late. With yin and yang merging, power is directed outward. Boy, this malevolent woman seeks your demise,” Star Tower’s artifact spirit warned.
The mysterious token, dark in appearance, wielded a unique power that subdued Star Tower.
Eva closed her eyes and tenderly brushed her lips against Braydon’s, igniting an intense fervor between them.
Their passionate aura permeated the ninth level, unbeknownst to the outside world, as Eva pressed against Braydon’s chest.
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A surge of black energy emanated from Eva’s body, resembling a coiled black dragon as it surged into Braydon’s form.
This dark energy was highly corrosive, nearly proving fatal to Eva herself.
For 300 years, she had grappled with this malevolent force, ultimately choosing to divert its burden onto another.
In her desperation, she sacrificed not only her body but also her innocence.
Though trapped within the dark prison, Braydon’s consciousness remained keenly aware of his body’s plight.
Even as he beheld Eva’s visage, he noted the faint blush on her cheeks juxtaposed with her icy demeanor.
Gazing downward, Eva offered, “Once all the dark energy flows into your body, death will be inevitable. If you have any last wishes, I will fulfill them.”
“No need,” Braydon retorted, his expression steely and grim.
He never anticipated such a dire outcome, ensnared in a trap set by a dying woman.
As the black energy surged within him, it felt eerily familiar, yet beyond recollection.
It seemed to exist solely to oppose life, to extinguish all vitality and render existence null.
Braydon’s furrowed brow bespoke his frustration, his desire to sever any further discourse with Eva.
He had ventured to save her, only to face her lethal intent.
In silence, they remained for an hour, until Braydon’s body, ensconced within the cocoon, reached its threshold, and the last vestiges of black energy were drawn from Eva’s form.