“Already dead…”

Edwards turned his head and looked at Bernadette’s Invisible Servant with his light-blue eyes. His gaze was no longer cold and blank. It emitted a strange glint that was filled with disbelief.

It was only at this moment that he seemed to realize that he had long died and had come back to “life.” He was no different from William, Poli, and Grimm, who he claimed were individuals who they needed to keep up one’s guard against.

This transformation lasted for only two seconds before Edwards’s face twisted. His already pale skin rapidly dimmed as it ruptured inch by inch.

Beneath his skin, the red pieces of flesh began to rot at a discernible speed, dripping foul yellow liquid.

With a swoosh, Edwards raised the black axe in his hand.

Oof!

His axe ruthlessly cleaved the top of his head, as though it was trying to stop the bad thoughts that surfaced in his mind.

The axe was heavy and sharp. It tore through Edwards’s skull all the way to his glabella.

Drip, drip, drip. Drops of milky-white cerebrospinal fluid dripped down from the axe’s blade, sliding across Edwards’s grimaced and torn face, as though he had poured some milk onto a bright red strawberry.

“Don’t… Don’t come near me…” Edwards said in a low and hoarse voice to Bernadette’s Invisible Servant after striking himself in the head.

Before he could finish his sentence, his expression returned to its blank state. The look in his eyes gradually turned hollow as he turned around and walked towards the forest.

That thin and shriveled body of his stooped a little, as though his back was hunched.

Bernadette had probed him because of the doubts and concerns she had about entering the mausoleum. All she could do was indirectly determine the problem with Edwards’s existence, and see if she could obtain more clues from his answer. She never expected this knight from Roselle’s era, who had been famous across the Northern Continent, would react in such an intense and strange manner.

After two seconds of silence, Bernadette made the Invisible Servant say to Edwards’s back:

“Your descendants are doing pretty well. All of them are accomplished in a certain sense.”

Edwards, whose back was facing the mausoleum, stopped for a moment. Then, he continued forward, passing the invisible boundary and entering the forest.

His target seemed to be in the direction of the cemetery with the stone pillar, the place where the deceased could obtain “new life.”

At the same time, Bernadette looked up into the sky.

The faint black colors that permeated the area had clearly faded, but there was an indescribable feeling. The entire primitive island underwent a subtle change that couldn’t accurately be described.

Suddenly, Bernadette, who was hiding at the edge of the invisible boundary, rubbed her back.

it was heavy, as though

realized that there was

would reach the middle of her back. But now, even though her hairstyle remained unchanged, her hair

her head and looked at her right palm. She saw the fingernails of her five fingers

and from all the experience she had accumulated over time. She took a

even made the Invisible

felt the earth shake. The mausoleum began to

look

froze

branches and uprooting their roots. Then,

forest

surging at her, Bernadette had the

dragon with flames flowing across its skin rapidly flew into the sky. An eight-legged demonic wolf began to run madly between

such

the gray fog, Klein saw a lot more. Together with his

Poli. It’s like a loophole of the order on

loophole was discovered by

enhancement of the order, causing the entire island to

powers are present here to a certain degree. It affected Edwards, causing him to maintain a

Eh…

Klein’s thoughts raced, he suddenly sensed that Bernadette was suffering

Bernadette could vaguely

heartbeat was rather chaotic, as though it

as she calmly

she confirmed that there were two

came from her heart, the other

heart in her abdomen, one that was rapidly expanding and

this “heart” was

to use her Mystery Prying powers to look at her abdomen,

from the size of a grape to the size of a normal human palm. If it was left to grow, it didn’t seem like it would take long before it matured. It would then tear open her mother’s womb, and drill out while covered

had become pregnant. Her spiritual perception and the Sealed Artifact on her body had failed to detect it in advance or attempt to stop

Mother… Primordial Moon… Mother Tree of Desire… Three divine names flashed

to what she knew, there weren’t many mysteries that could cause such an anomaly. Most of them

The Primordial Moon could make a stone have reproductive powers,

turned dark once again as she used her prophetic ability to see

time, she only took one second to obtain the corresponding

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