Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

"Chirp..."

The sound emitted by the planetary mass of flesh caused goosebumps, as if it had lost the ability to speak.

However, the extreme malice brewing in its vertical pupils clearly reflected the obsession in Beatrice's heart under her mythical form.

It wanted... to destroy everything in sight.

Miss Witch instinctively stepped forward, shielding Lynn in front of her.

Ivyst held her dying puppy in her arms, comforting it in a soft voice while rapidly thinking.

If there was any way to save her beloved puppy, she would accept it no matter what.

Just as the situation became critical, the voice of Goddess Tiya suddenly echoed in everyone's ears.

"Both of you." At this moment, she seemed to exhibit an unprecedented calmness, "I have a method that may resolve the current predicament, and if we're lucky... even the pain that Beatrice inflicted on Lynn can be returned to her."

"Speak!"

Ivyst and Miss Witch spoke simultaneously and then frowned slightly, seemingly not comfortable with their synchrony.

Seeing this, Goddess Tiya turned to the Doomsday Witch and spoke softly, "Miss Witch, you must be well aware that activating a mythical form requires a tremendous amount of energy; no Divine would use this last resort lightly unless pushed to the brink."

"Her power will rise to its peak in a short period, but at the same time, her Divinity and rationality will also be stripped away, transforming her into a beast that knows only to attack and destroy."

"Of course, more importantly, the mythical form is only activated when there is no way out. In exchange for powerful strength, it also means willingly giving up all avenues of retreat—in other words, the only time a Divine shows her mythical form, is the only time she can be killed."

Even after suffering from such terrible contamination by the Evil God and being twisted and tormented for so many years, Beatrice did not die.

This is due to the immortal nature of Divines.

"Get to the point."

Ivyst coldly interrupted her.

Goddess Tiya took a deep breath, "Since the Authority within me and Beatrice are from the same source, when she is about to launch an attack, I will do my utmost to use my Authority to interfere with her."

"At that time, she might experience a few seconds of mental pause."

Ivyst seemed to understand something, her bright red eyes faintly flickering.

Goddess Tiya nodded, then stated the key point of the plan.

"You must seize these few seconds, and launch an attack potent enough to completely destroy Beatrice while she's in her mythical form."

"This is the entire plan."

Upon hearing this, Doomsday Witch slightly frowned, "But I currently don't possess such power, unless..."

"Unless the seals of the Pantheon, the shackles of the Space-Time River, and the limitations of the Spirit Thought Body, any of these three constraints are removed, which could allow you to erupt with greater strength," Goddess Tiya completed her sentence, "Let's not discuss the first two points."

"If you could have a suitable body at this moment, could it solve the predicament brought by the third point?"

Doomsday Witch nodded.

But in the current urgent situation, where could she find such a vessel that could accommodate her will?

Especially since this body must possess a certain strength and must be compatible with her Power of Annihilation to achieve the desired effect.

However, this time, she was wrong.

Perhaps influenced by someone's cutting concept, Doomsday Witch subconsciously overlooked an existence that should not have been ignored at all.

Goddess Tiya pursed her lips, then looked toward Ivyst beside her, "I think, there is no other vessel more suitable than myself from ten thousand years ago."

A statement that awakened the dreamer.

In an instant, Doomsday Witch lowered her head, looking at Ivyst holding Lynn.

Clearly, this woman should have been the one who hated her the most and would never allow her to use her body under any circumstances.

But at this moment, she seemed to suppress all her negative emotions for the safety of her loved one.

Ivyst did not hesitate and reached out to her future self.

"Let's make this clear, this isn't reconciliation, but a forced collaboration," her demeanor slightly impatient, "So... what are you hesitating about?"

Meanwhile, in a corner unnoticed by everyone.

The young man lying in her arms slightly lifted the corner of his mouth with an almost imperceptible smile.