Chapter 564
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Chapter 564: A Sorrowful Wish
Destiny!
The Ultimate Witch, cursed by the power of the Outer God, was bound to eternal misery, destined for the most tragic fate.
The last remnants of her flesh, lingering in this world, were consumed by those she once saved.
A great betrayal pierced her life.
Born amidst despair, the witch faced betrayal time and time again. She met tragic ends and endured every torment the World had to offer. Through it all, she sought a way to break free from this endless fate, amidst the pain and sorrow.
There was only one solution:
To become a god.
Only by ascending to true godhood could she escape—albeit slightly—from the vast web of destiny. She would no longer suffocate under its weight.
In desperation, she resorted to every means to ascend to divinity. She sought the power of the Babel Tower, hoping that the Savior could aid her in achieving godhood.
And now, everything had finally fallen into place.
Merete Chambers’ expression was calm, more serene than ever before.
“Finally… is this the moment?” she whispered.
This was the day she had long awaited.
Deep in her heart, she understood: From this moment on, her tragic fate would no longer restrain her.
As the golden heart bloomed like a massive flower, scattering colorful rays of light, she closed her eyes, basking in the glow. Her soul rose higher, embracing the elevation.
“It’s the Ultimate Ritual! Solitary, act quickly!”
Solitary’s cruel voice echoed, urging his boss to intervene and disrupt the witch’s plan to ascend to divinity.
Otherwise, it would be too late.
An overwhelming wave of anger surged through him.
Solitary, the god of the Tower organization, had once been the most loyal disciple of the God of Games and Gambles. But now, he no longer cared for the consciousness of the world before him. Even if it meant permanently damaging his own strength, he had to act now.
The fury condensed into an invisible substance, aimed at crushing the witch and the entire island.
The witch was so close to reaching her divine throne.
Just a little more… But now, she was on the brink of death.
Her tragic fate seemed inevitable, and everything appeared to be predestined.
Merete Chambers closed her eyes, unwavering. She was ready to accept whatever would unfold in that moment.
“Hmm?” a voice echoed from above, seemingly incredulous at what had transpired.
Nightfall descended.
The sky darkened, and the world was shrouded in an all-encompassing darkness.
A faint, mystical night power emerged, shielding the witch from the fatal blow. The rage that sought to destroy her was momentarily halted, frozen in time for a few brief seconds.
Those precious seconds—the most crucial time that could alter destiny.
Power Possession: Nightsaber.
Little by little…
Bai Yan’s voice resonated in her mind.
In the present day, I still possess a little bit of power, though it’s meager. But it is enough… to buy me some precious time.
Let me fulfill your sorrowful wish.
Bai Yan, weakened, had exerted all his remaining strength. His defense shattered completely in the next moment.
True anger could destroy everything.
In an instant, half of the island was reduced to dust, the terrifying power descending upon the witch.
Merete Chambers opened her eyes.
In them was a tranquil, unwavering calm.
“I see now.”
This… This is what it feels like to become a deity.
For so many years, she had endured endless hardships. Now, at long last, she had reached this very moment.
Before her stood the boundless rage of a corporeal entity, intent on shattering her completely. Yet, Merete Chambers remained unfazed. She opened “Overflowing in the World, Recording Everything.”
“Dance away.”
Now, she could unleash an even greater power.
A sea of white flames surrounded her from all directions.
These were the divine flames belonging to the Steel Throne.
The terrifying entity’s rage clashed with the white flames, nullifying each other, as if they had never existed.
With the witch standing firm, the sea of flames split in two by an invisible force. Behind her, the endless expanse of white flames surged onward.
The cruel and hungry entity let out no cry of sorrow. The two dreadful tower members were engulfed by the flames and vanished without a trace.
Gone—completely wiped out.
The witch stood amid a world on the brink of collapse, untouched, as though immune to its fate.
“You can no longer kill me,” she smiled. “There’s no chance left.”
She opened “Overflowing in the World, Recording Everything” once again, summoning a new wave of power.
Heart of Radiance…
Did you see it?
The little girl who once admired you—the one you abandoned—has come this far.
From now on, I will no longer hate you.
Let all the grudges, all the grief, be severed forever.
The Heart of Radiance bloomed across heaven and earth.
Like a divine gift.
Like a radiant sun, like the flame in the heart, it was as though it embodied the purest light in the world—offering the fairest redemption.
The golden light pushed back the boundless fury.
No matter how furious the force, it could not advance.
In the sky, a massive crack appeared, shocking all who saw it. The crack narrowed, slowly closing until it disappeared.
The enchanted islands remained half-alive, struggling to survive, while the extraordinary phenomena in the heavens ceased. The seas, once divided, began to recede.
A tremendous roar echoed as the waves broke.
The witch stood, towering above the sky.
“Is this the end?”
“Thank you, Savior of the Babel Tower. You have helped me become a god. I have never felt this wonderful before.”
Merete Chambers’ voice was filled with sincere gratitude—sincerity she had never felt before.
It’s nothing…
Helping you is actually helping myself.
Bai Yan’s response was quiet, yet it resonated deeply within him.
At that moment, the witch’s affection for him grew even stronger.
It was only natural.
After all, he had helped her fulfill her long-held wish.
Power Possession: Moon Witch!
Though he could only use a small fragment of it, Bai Yan sensed Merete Chambers’ divine power.
Just moments earlier, when she faced Solitary in battle, she had only relied on the Ruin-level Relic to contend with him. Her divine power remained unused.
So that was it…
Her innate power was the “Witch’s Tome,” along with the abilities of “Judgment” and “Deception of Lies.”
Upon achieving divinity, she had unlocked even greater divine abilities.
The Witch’s Original Sin: A World’s Creation.
She could create an incredibly realistic illusionary world, drawing herself and her targets into it.
Within this enchanted realm, anyone not significantly stronger than her would lose their powers temporarily. They would forget their past lives and become trapped in a fabricated world, experiencing events designed by her.
Only those who acknowledged their own sins could break free, recalling their true identities. These few would become immune to the power forever.
The others—those unable to recognize their own flaws—would become pitiful slaves, forever bound to her will.
The power of rules is formidable… But for certain enemies with unshakable spirits, it may prove ineffective.
The scope of her powers was vast. Could she, in an instant, capture all the inhabitants of the continent?
Perhaps, with further ascension, she could capture every being on the entire planet with a mere thought.
Merete Chambers.
“Hmm?”
The witch raised an eyebrow, sensing his presence.
“What’s wrong?”
Your magical powers are impressive, and now… they belong to me as well.
Bai Yan joked with a smirk.
Merete Chambers laughed, a playful tone in her voice.
“Hehe, you’re quite the rascal. But I suppose it’s inevitable… After all, you are my master, so naturally, you have full control over me.”
She paused, her smile deepening.
“If… if you don’t want to, I’d be happy to take everything from you and control you.”
