This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 955 - 452: The Disappearing Scar_3

Lin Xue was very clear that in this situation, there could be no backing down. The only option was to use this kind of roguish behavior to intimidate the opposition. After all, the core message was the same, "If you don’t let us off, then we’ll drag you down with us, and we’ll all die together!"

[The Black Clothed One and the Gray Clothed One were so infuriated by your rogue words that they gnashed their teeth in anger, yet they were helpless. They didn’t understand your personality, so they dared not wager whether you would actually put all your cards on the table.]

[After a moment of hesitation, the Black Clothed One, in extreme reluctance, chose to compromise.]

[You have obtained the ’Divine Beast Research Diary’ *1 from the Black Clothed One.]

It wasn’t until she saw this prompt that Lin Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

Her threat just now was of course a bluff. She didn’t have that much influence on Earth, and even if Mu You were to come, it wouldn’t work. To want to destroy all the doors of the world, even if they agreed, the other powers surely would not carry it out, because the Star Spirit World was their last resort.

Shaking her head, Lin Xue took out the thick ’Research Diary’ from the game and eagerly started to flip through it.

...

Inside the City Lord’s Castle of Dawn City.

Red Sleeve stood quietly in front of a full-length mirror, staring blankly at her own reflection.

In the mirror, she still wore that metal mask that covered her entire half cheek.

After standing in a daze for a moment, Red Sleeve finally reached out a hand to the edge of the mask on her face and slowly removed the mask.

However, as the mask was taken off, the imagined scars densely covering half of her face did not appear. Instead, what was hidden under the mask was a smooth, delicate face.

Red Sleeve stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror, her face now back to normal, but there was no sense of joy in her heart. Instead, a sense of indescribable panic rose.

She lowered her head and looked at her lifted left hand.

With a thought, a phantom of the Grim Reaper’s arm appeared on her left arm.

Red Sleeve felt the overwhelming power emanating from her left arm, but she clenched her fist tighter, her expression filled with extreme conflict.

The Power of the Death God was still there!

But why?

The precondition for obtaining the Power of the Death God was to take away her most cherished thing, which was her appearance. So why had her appearance suddenly been restored?

More importantly, after the restoration of her appearance, the Power of the Death God had not been withdrawn.

Could it be that the Grim Reaper was so kind-hearted as to return her appearance for nothing?

In fact, Red Sleeve had already thought of a possibility, which was precisely why she felt so anxious and disordered.

She would now rather have her appearance become flawed again, or even have her entire face covered with scars, as that might give her some peace of mind.

Unfortunately...

Red Sleeve, having turned pale and then flushed for quite some time while facing the mirror, suddenly turned around and glared towards a certain spot—a baby carriage behind her.

At that moment, her child was curled up in the carriage, sleeping peacefully.

Red Sleeve looked at the child from a distance, her face deeply conflicted.

It wasn’t until moments later that she seemed to make up her mind, silently moving towards the baby carriage, while her right hand drew a dagger gleaming with cold light from behind her.

Upon reaching the carriage, Red Sleeve gazed at the peacefully sleeping child swaddled within, her eyes gradually filling with hatred and anger.

Almost subconsciously, she gripped the handle of the knife and stabbed down towards the child...

The blade finally stopped just before the tender throat of the child, Red Sleeve’s hands shaking as they held the knife handle. Although she had tried hard to muster her anger, hoping to plunge the dagger in one swift motion, the innocence of the child’s face in front of her rendered her hands disobedient, unable to follow through with the act.

In a daze, the sleeping child seemed to sense something, awakening from a sweet dream, scratching his face with his little hand, then slowly opening his eyes.

The child’s eyes opened, and Red Sleeve’s numb face was the first thing he saw stationed beside the baby carriage.

By then, Red Sleeve no longer held a dagger in her hands and stood expressionlessly beside him, like a piece of wood.

"How is the Forgotten Land?" asked the child without surprise, yawning and speaking with a childish voice.

"The collapse has indeed happened, the Faith System just went online," replied Red Sleeve mechanically.

"As expected!" The child’s eyes brightened upon hearing this: "Those old fogeys must be so busy they can’t intercept us now, it’s the perfect chance for ascension!"

"Hurry, follow the original plan, take control and make Dawn City ascend immediately!" the child said excitedly.

But after speaking, he noticed that Red Sleeve was still motionless, standing in the same spot.

"Go, what are you waiting for?" the child frowned impatiently.

Only then, upon looking up, did he realize that Red Sleeve was staring intently at him, a dangerous glint flickering in her eyes.

"Hey, I’m asking you..."

Red Sleeve, still gazing into the child’s eyes, said: "My child, he’s still alive, isn’t he?" ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"Of course!"

The child looked at Red Sleeve somewhat astonished, then quickly regained composure, saying with a smile, "Don’t worry, I’ll teach him diligently, as per our agreement, until he masters this power... Furthermore, as long as you help me wholeheartedly to complete the final plan, once I’m done, I’ll naturally leave. And then, all the best things will be left for your child! He will become the Savior of this world! Isn’t that the content of the Blood Covenant we signed? What are you worried about?"

After the child finished speaking in one breath, Red Sleeve remained silent, still fixing her gaze on his eyes as if trying to see through his thoughts.

The child could only meet Red Sleeve’s gaze.

Only when the child started to feel uneasy, did Red Sleeve finally withdraw her look.

"I am a descendant of the Grim Reaper, and if I find out you’re lying to me, I assure you, you will be left with no place to die..." Red Sleeve left these cold words before turning around and walking away without another word.

The child watched Red Sleeve’s figure disappear into the City Lord’s Castle, then exhaled a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes turning cold.

He hadn’t expected the woman, who always seemed indecisive and easily manipulated and bullied, to suddenly become so tough...

This made him feel a sense of crisis.

"Time is running out, I must hasten the pace..." the child frowned, heaving a long sigh. After all, the number of people he could command was too few; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so passive as he was now.