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Chapter 755: Regret
🕑 Added 2023-05-09 08:09:56 +0000 UTC"Let me go, my dear Ariane!" The wizard eventually gasped and kissed the devil's feet. "From today on, I'm your slave, you can order me to do anything, and I will be obedient, I’ll be your dog..."
"SILENCE, you filthy fool! I left you here to torture you, not to make you my dog!" said Ariane. And she suddenly felt something. She looked up and saw Evan and Shukrya in midair, with a sepulchral smile on her face. "Ah, the cute young wizard and Shukrya, I was just wondering when you two would show up!"
“You knew we were coming here?" said Evan, returning from the owl form.
He regained his human shape, and the pendant tied to his wrist exuded a strange power, ensuring that he would not be expelled from the mirror.
"Of course I knew. I have been fighting that witch next to you for over five hundred years; I know her even better than she knows herself," said Ariane. "I knew, a bit over ten years ago, that she was getting tired and could not hold on for much longer, so I carefully devised this plan, patiently waiting for the right candidate. Finally I found a wizard like you, one who could convince her to help me. I did indeed need your blood to crack her magic, that was the only thing I lacked… I didn’t lie."
"You devil!" said Shukrya calmly, her eyes on the wizard kneeling on the ground.
"Don't pretend to be so lofty. From the moment you poisoned everyone in the castle, you became a devil yourself!" snapped Ariane. "This is just a battle between a devil... and another, and I will be the one to emerge victorious!”
"No, you are wrong, we’ve both already lost!" said Shukrya slowly, closing her eyes. "I have failed to live up to the expectations of my tribe’s elders and the great witch doctor who taught me. I have broken the oath I made to my ancestors and to the will of nature. These five hundred years of suffering are the punishment I deserve. And you, from a human aristocrat to a devil's vessel; you have killed your own family and friends with your own hands. You are merely a monster now."
"Shut up, you vixen!" Before Ariane spoke, the wizard kneeling before her raised his head and shouted, "If it hadn't been for you, none of this would’ve happened. Who do you think screwed up everything?"
"He's the man in your story? The wizard you deeply loved?" Evan frowned.
Shukrya nodded slowly, her gaze stayed on the wizard, unwavering.
"That scumbag," Evan sighed and looked at the wizard with disdain. "Do you still love him now?"
Shukrya didn't respond to Evan’s question, and seemed hesitant.
On the ground, the wizard kept kissing Ariane's feet, looking lowly and disgusting...
Seeing that Shukrya didn't respond, Evan thought he had got her answer and was ready to focus on his enemies. But at that moment, he actually saw Shukrya nodding slowly.
"No matter what he becomes, he is the one I love the most. I am willing to give everything up for him," she said calmly. "Sorry, I can't forget this love. It was the happiest time of my life."
"Hahaha, you still like this guy!" Ariane gave a shrill laugh. "What a stupid wench! You may not know what he did, what he looks like now, who he really is, but…”
“No, I know, and I hate him for what he did,” said Shukrya. “As you said, I am a devil, too; and my sins can simply be washed away. But I am different from you. I am still a witch doctor, and I will not forget the teachings of the spirits of my ancestors. I still have love in my heart, and I still remember our early days, and that, for me, is enough!"
"You are disgusting, Shukrya, my impression of you has never changed,” shouted Ariane, kicking the wizard kneeling on the ground. "I’ll just get this over with, so that you finally disappear from this world."
Her body was changing rapidly, from a humanoid form, into that of a pure devil.
The horns on her head rose high, her expression became more ferocious, fangs came out of her mouth, and her hands changed, turning into terrible claws. Her cold skin was still colorless, and her body exuded incredible Dark magic.
That was the true form of a devil. It was really shocking.
Evan took out his wand and pointed at her, but he didn’t find any obvious weaknesses on his opponent.
As more and more souls were devoured, her strength should now be close to Dumbledore’s or Voldemort’s, and Evan was not sure how to defeat her.
Then, his eyes turned to the bloody devil’s altar at the back.
He didn’t have to defeat her in a direct battle; he only needed to destroy the altar, which was the essence of the devil’s existence.
"I will bind her with magic for a while, destroy that altar, young wizard!” Shukrya whispered, floating beside Evan. "You must succeed; you are our only hope."
She glanced at Evan, and then turned back to the devil, her eyes gleaming with determination.
Shukrya began to chant ancient incantations in a language that Evan was not familiar with. It sounded like a sacrificial hymn of an African tribe. A gentle power came out of her, and all the ghosts around her stopped flocking to the altar.
They looked at Shukrya, with an expression of relief on their faces, and a faint light appeared on their bodies.
All the lights came together, gathered in front of Shukrya, forming a huge wall.
"No, you idiot, stop it!” shouted Ariane. "The ghosts are mine!"
She rushed towards Evan and Shukrya. Evan waved his wand quickly, and a golden barrier appeared in front of him.
The barrier kept the devil from approaching. Although it did not last long, it was enough. Shukrya's magic had been completed. The ancient shamans could mobilize the power of the souls. That was the light emitted by those souls, and now, it all flew towards Ariane, changed into a cage, and locked her firmly in the middle.
With all the souls she had absorbed into this mirror world, Shukrya had a ton of power at her disposal, and despite the fact that Ariane tried to claw her way out, the cage did not budge.
However, Evan noticed that the souls’ bodies became more and more transparent, and the weakest ones had disappeared.
Even Shukrya's body was getting lighter and lighter. This magic was very harmful to the souls it involved.
