Their romance storyline only begins on the second playthrough

"I, I..." But how can one suppress the urge to cry?

The release of this heavy burden in her heart had brought her to the brink of despair countless times.

Tears were falling drop by drop. She lowered her face and covered her face with her hands.

Because her nasal passages were blocked, she could not breathe, and she opened her mouth and breathed out with a slight tremor.

"I told you not to cry." Rod had a terrible headache; he knew this would happen.

"I want to be with you, I want to be with you forever and ever...!"

With sobs choked in her throat, the girl leaned against Rhodes's clothes and hugged him tightly.

Sobbing and erratic breathing emanated from within the clothes:

"what……"

"This is unacceptable. How can you call yourself the Star God if you go out like this? If they see the Star God like this, they'll probably all move away."

“I…” Lilith shook her head, choking back tears, “I can’t…”

“However, there is one thing, Lilith,” Rhodes said calmly, “in this life, I will ascend to godhood myself no matter what.”

He cupped Lilith's face in his hands and gazed at her intently:

"As long as I become a god, as long as I grant you status, then the things that happened in the past will never happen again."

"I will become the most terrifying god in the world, and you will be unable to escape my control."

"If you're still willing to stay by my side after all this..."

Lilith didn't answer, but instead broke free from Rhodes's grasp and clung to him tightly again.

He cried to himself, feeling the return of his emotions, but he ignored all the so-called benefits.

"I don't care about those things..."

tick-

That sentence ended everything.

Rhodes lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Okay."

……

...

The two walked through the Duke's mansion.

From the west corridor, you walk into the area reserved for guests.

Their eyes were utterly calm. At the moment when their hearts, their sense of purpose, returned, the driving force within each of them reached an immeasurable level.

In other words, each of them may make foolish decisions, but when the two of them discuss and decide together, it becomes the most perfect strategy.

Their past was marked by constantly rethinking their approach, eliminating the possibility of errors, and ascending to the world in the most terrifying and oppressive way.

Rhodes needs to become stronger, and he also needs to clean up all the mess.

It doesn't matter what changes occur in this life, or how the story unfolds.

His Outer God nature destined him to easily carve a bloody path through this chaotic story.

Whether it's the Dragon God, Cecilia, the sea creatures... or those hidden enemies, none of them can stop him.

And now, it's time to pull the story out of the mire and take it back into our own hands—

It's time to make Cecilia, who's always so self-righteous, pay the price.

Let Professor Merrick regain his peak strength, then tie Cecilia up and control her by his side, giving her a harsh lesson. In this way, the so-called enemy will no longer exist.

Rhodes understood perfectly well that even though he no longer possessed absolute power, he was still several times more terrifying than he had been yesterday.

He stood at Professor Merrick's door and gently knocked—

"Professor Merrick, please open the door."

Chapter 91: The Ultimate Distortion Crisis for Rhodes

Stasen Academy.

As the only college in the coastal city of Phillips, it has a long history and profound cultural heritage.

The six courtyards are located in different parts of this academy, but at the very center is the forbidden library—[Carmen].

【Carmen】is thirty-six stories high and has countless hidden book spaces, some of which have been forgotten due to their long history.

Within one of the forgotten "space portals," countless amenities—beds, washbasins, toothbrushes, and even children's toys and books—were neatly arranged in rows for the witches' daily use.

At this moment, although most of the witches have gone out, there are still dozens of witches freely picking up books to read in this library space, and some witches are arguing and fighting.

However, no matter how noisy it was behind her, there was one special space that belonged to Cecilia—

But what's amazing is that there's now an eight-year-old girl with light blue hair swinging her legs, holding the paintbrush Cecilia gave her, and drawing with a joyful expression.

The girl was halfway through her drawing when something seemed to come to mind, and she put down her brush with a hint of worry.

"Sister Cecilia, can you let me go home soon?" She turned to look at Cecilia, who was also sitting behind her reading a book, her eyes filled with complicated emotions. "Mom is worried about me."

At that moment, Cecilia calmly turned the pages of her book and said indifferently:

“I’ve already said, all you need to do is convey to her that you’re doing well. As long as your mother causes trouble as I’ve instructed, I’ll let you go back.”

"Oh." Clara lowered her head, her head drooping on the table, completely filled with sorrow.

A few days ago, Cecilia captured her when she secretly came to human territory, and then used her to threaten her mother...

Without a doubt, she is a marine species.

The crescent-shaped markings behind her ears, resembling fish scales, and her sea-blue hair are proof of this.

"Sister Cecilia, I heard that all demons are bad people, but I don't feel like everyone is that bad."

Upon hearing this, Cecilia's fingertips trembled slightly, her eyes remaining calm:

"Just because you haven't seen our evil side doesn't mean we aren't evil people."

"That's not how it is. Everyone lives here together. Some argue, some study together. Aren't we just like any other sea creatures?" Clara shook her head.

"I actually really enjoy being with Cecilia. She gives me drawing tools, teaches me knowledge, and takes good care of me."

Although I know you're just using me to threaten Mom into causing trouble for humanity, I still can't understand...

"Everyone is so ordinary and unremarkable, why would anyone choose to be a bad person?"

“You…” Cecilia shook her head, about to say something, but the door was suddenly flung open—

Within this territory, only the two remaining witches who had ascended to the fourth level were qualified to step into her space, but it was clear that what had entered now... was not just the two of them.

When Cecilia sensed that presence enter her room, her pupils contracted sharply, and her fingers gripped the book tightly.

"Yo—Cecilia, how are you?" A clear, girlish voice rang out like a bell, but to Cecilia, it was the worst hellish groan.

Her eyes glanced over and fixed on the figure.

The newcomer had bright red hair and emerald-like eyes. She was about 1.6 meters tall and had a slender figure, though not plump.

Isadora smiled radiantly:

"How are things going with bringing your child here? How are your plans progressing?"

Cecilia placed the book under the bed, rose, and bowed.

"Lady Isadora, the plan... is underway. Although the timing has been adjusted, we have prepared all our forces to head to the Duke's mansion and seize the [Container]."

"Then, this girl is another trump card I've prepared. I'll use her to threaten her mother into attacking the St. Starson Academy, which will allow us to fish in troubled waters and operate in this area."

That's right.

Isadora, one of the seven leaders of the Dream of Anchitanlano, is also a powerful figure in the upper echelons of the true witch forces.

Based on this timeline, she has not yet been killed, and Cecilia is currently just one of her subordinates.

Most importantly, Isadora is not a low-level character, but an extremely terrifying witch.

She is [Chaotic Evil], and worst of all, she is also a [Saint] who has ascended six times.

"Oh~" Isadora nodded, "The beginning is good."

However, she paused for a moment, then a calm, cold light flashed in her eyes, and her lips slightly curved upwards.

"But it didn't work out much later on."

She stepped forward, stood in front of Clara, and reached out to pat her head.

“Cecilia, you are always too gentle and your methods are too slow. As the most talented and special among the younger generation of witches, you shouldn’t be so kind.”

"In the future, you will have the strength to reach the top, a height that even I will have to look up to."

"But Cangwen died at your hands."

"You...aren't you going a bit too far?" Isadora glanced at Cecilia, but her aura grew increasingly terrifying.

“No, Lady Isadora.” Cecilia shook her head, but a hint of confusion flashed through her mind.

Damn it... It doesn't matter who it is, why did it have to be this guy?

She could foresee that things would change after the plague, but she never expected it to be like this.

"This girl has great potential; her mother can do..."

"Stop." Isadora blinked slightly. "Have you considered that your gentle approach will only result in gentle repercussions?"

"Mingming, don't we have a better way?"

"Lady Isadora..."

"Alright, I need to talk to this little girl." She waved her hand, looked at Clara, and smiled brightly. "Little girl, you just said we're not bad people, right?"

"Hmm? Yes, yes..." Clara had a feeling that this witch was different from Cecilia and everyone else here; there was something terrifying in her eyes...

However, trusting Cecilia, she nodded without much fear.

"You're so cute... Normally, I would definitely play with you a lot."

"Oh, is your sister very busy?" Clara tilted her head in confusion.