A rare magical miracle in the world-Chapter 568 - 272 30 Quintillion (Seeking Monthly Pass)_5

"You cannot protect that child at all."

Ying Muyao said, "With your strength, you might be able to withstand one Fourfold Miracle, but what about two? Or an even stronger Fifth Awakening? How will you withstand that?"

By then, the Miracle will flank and destroy the Yatun Duchy, capture Bailuo alive, and he will suffer the utmost humiliation.

"Amon! Ah!!!"

Unfortunately, the response to Ying Muyao was not surrender, but another god Amon, his body ablaze like a sun incarnate Devil, and the repressed and hoarse scream of his senior sister.

Faint blue cracks appeared on his senior sister’s face, covering her fair neck and spreading toward her front and back.

However, his senior sister endured the pain, lifted her head, and met the Empress of the East’s gaze with a steadfast look for the second time.

"..."

Ying Muyao: "Good, very good!"

Indeed, strikingly alike.

Just like herself when she was weak, the defiant look she gave to the Great Emperor of Dong Huang to protect her younger brother.

At that time, it was with that same will and temperament, she fought desperately to protect her brother.

"But the more you act like this, the more disgusted I feel!"

Ying Muyao didn’t dislike his senior sister, but rather felt some identification, because Isefia also genuinely protected Bailuo.

Although the Empress of the East said she took her place, when thought through, Isefia had met Bailuo without knowing of her existence.

This kind of objective usurpation, Ying Muyao could not blame his senior sister for.

So this disgust and loathing were not because of Bailuo, but because of Isefia herself, and, the Empress of the East herself!

Looking at his senior sister, Ying Muyao felt like she was seeing another her—herself in her younger days!

"Ridiculous! Naive! Foolish!"

"Senseless!"

Ying Muyao stood up from her throne, and had there been a chessboard in front of her, she would have already flipped it over.

"Do you think what you’re doing is right? Do you think you’re doing well?!"

Ying Muyao pointed at Isefia’s nose, her tone full of anger, and self-reproach, "But what will your doting, your indulgence bring you in the end?"

"Abandonment!"

"Being replaced by something new!"

"And to be left alone without even a single question as to why!"

Ying Muyao was no longer who she had been before; she didn’t want to be that foolish woman who would indulge her younger brother unconditionally!

"You will watch him take the wrong path, wanting to persuade him, yet being bound by the love in your heart," Ying Muyao said, "Even when he’s clearly in the wrong, you still comfort yourself, saying it’s the man’s choice, the brother’s choice, and I shouldn’t interfere, or question, much less control!"

"Disgusting!"

"Utterly disgusting!"

Ying Muyao’s scolding, although directed at Isefia, made the senior sister feel like she was chastising herself, the foolish, disgusting waste of a sister from her past.

"Agares, Balam, Asmodeus, Stolas, Sargeras..."

She recited nearly twenty names of Devils, and the unimaginable pressure instantaneously enveloped his senior sister.

There were only two paths before her: either to continue replicating, then imbue each soldier with her own potential and Ability, or to be crushed by these armies and face defeat.

Defeat was just defeat, Isefia wouldn’t die.

But this failure was even more painful than death.

It wasn’t defeat to Ying Muyao that she could accept now, if it were just that. With 800 years of enduring the agony of her shattered body, just this alone had her completely convinced of her defeat.

But should the senior sister give up, that would prove she couldn’t protect Bailuo because her strength had utterly collapsed, allowing Ying Muyao’s army to break through her body-turned-fortification and approach her king, the most important man to her.

This was something Isefia could not accept under any circumstances.

Not even in death!

"Agares."

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"Balam!"

"Asmodeus, ah!!!"

"..."

One by one, the names spilled from Isefia’s lips, the cracks mending her body, and afterward, her fingertips shattered like glass, and a piece fell off.

Arms, shoulders, collarbones, face, even her eyes, pieces were continually breaking away from her body, turning into particles and vanishing into the air.

In just a few minutes, Isefia had become like a shattered porcelain figure, utterly wretched.

"Haah~~ Haaah~~~"

Finally, as the last name was called out, the armies of both sides came to a standstill once more.

With her head lowered, Isefia had almost lost the Ability to speak to Ying Muyao.

"You..."

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"Truly resemble (me)."

Ying Muyao did not launch an assault directly but waited for Isefia to announce the names one by one, instilling her own Miracle Will.

"As a Miracle Person, whether in talent or in intentions, you are faultless."

"I acknowledge your existence; you earned the right to protect that child."

"Unfortunately, you’re still too weak."

"What’s the use of holding on any longer," Ying Muyao didn’t want to judge, although it was foolish, wasn’t she once the same in her youth, just as the senior sister understood her, she understood Isefia: "You no longer have the strength to continue, once dead, you can’t protect anything."

The Miracle Entity can resurrect infinitely, true.

But what happens when the Miracle Entity dies, what about the Master of Miracles?

So the Infinite resurrection of the Miracle is the biggest deception of this world, as well as the most foolish claim.

If the Entity dies, can the master survive?

Even if one did survive, they would become a captive, humiliated and then live on, gasping for breath like a dog!

Wasn’t King Aolai once such a case?

The Empress of the Far North defeated him, even slaying his loved wife, the Miracle incarnation endowed with eighty-one cores.