Chapter 515: Team Wipe

“No, I’m not leaving,” Elvire said stubbornly. “If we die, we die together.”

“I won’t die,” Sean said with a serious expression. “Trust me, I have a plan.”

But in truth… he had no damn plan.

He knew Diana’s temper.

She didn’t get angry often, but when she did, she was hard to placate.

Any room they had for negotiation had been personally thrown away by his sister-in-law…

But he couldn’t blame Elvire for that.

Diana was right. It was all his own doing.

That being the case, he would bear Diana’s wrath alone.

Sean knew that the more he protected Elvire or Elise now, the angrier Diana would become. But he had no choice. Having hidden the truth from Elvire for so long, he already felt he had done his sister-in-law a great wrong. He couldn’t just toy with her affections and then also cheat the girl out of her life, making Elvire pay for his greed.

Sean believed that “none of you will leave” was just something Diana said in a fit of anger.

After all, with people from the Bright King’s Court present, her stance had to be firm.

At the same time, Sean was also making a bet.

He was betting that Diana was sharp-tongued but soft-hearted and wouldn’t actually use the laws of the Church Court to punish him.

They were husband and wife, after all. If she was truly “unfeeling,” why would Diana have waited so many years for him?

All in all, Sean was banking on the fact that Diana loved him.

The good news was, his bet was right.

The bad news was, it wasn’t entirely right.

Diana did indeed love Sean, but those who had to be killed, would be killed.

Diana admitted she couldn’t bring herself to kill Sean, but she had to give the Church Court an explanation.

The three of them were all Soul Reflections. If they died at Fan Ke’er’s hands, it would be hard to guarantee their nature wouldn’t be discovered.

She could only do it herself.

If only Sean had listened to her and not come to Cadola Royal City, things would never have developed this way.

She had already helped where she could.

That woman in the white dress—she was the one controlling her.

Sean wanted to know about Chris, so she let him see the truth. Once he’d seen it, he could die.

In a true fit of pique—Diana had wanted to do this for a long time.

That bastard always did whatever he wanted, banking on her love for him. It had been so long since they last met in the False Heaven, yet Sean hadn’t come to see her even once. She had finally waited for the Elise sisters to return, thinking Sean would have them bring her a message, maybe a few sweet nothings about how much he missed her to make her happy. But in the end, it was just to get her to clean up his mess.

Both times.

This time was even worse.

He would rather come to Austin Castle to find Daeli and spend a passionate night with her than send even a single message to Diana.

And then there was that woman, Elise.

If she put herself in the other’s shoes, she could understand. Elise hadn’t known her identity at the time, so her rudeness and her jealousy were understandable. After all, the ignorant are blameless.

But Diana didn’t like putting herself in other people’s shoes.

Especially when it came to Sean.

She only knew that Sean was her man, and Elise was the woman who had taken advantage of her absence.

She couldn’t bear to hurt Sean.

But she could bear to hurt her rival.

She remembered Elise telling her that she was willing to die for Sean.

Then she could die and prove it.

The next second, Diana made her move.

“Clakadova, Socks.”

She chanted softly.

Great Magic—Soul-Seeking Spell!

A black shadow appeared silently behind Sean.

It wore a hood and was wreathed in a deathly black mist, like a Death God from Hell. It raised a scythe high with both hands and swung it viciously down at the back of Sean’s neck, yet Sean himself remained completely oblivious.

“Watch out!” Elvire and Elise cried out at the same time.

Elvire tried to push Sean away, only to find to her horror that an irresistible force had frozen her in place.

Likewise, she didn’t see the woman’s hands, their nails painted scarlet red, that had emerged from the ground at some unknown point to grip her ankles tightly.

Of the three, only Elise could move.

But it takes time for a person to react.

Even if Sean heard their warning, it was too late for him to dodge.

Elise reacted instinctively, rushing over to shield Sean with her body.

The Death God’s scythe showed no mercy, piercing straight through the Magic Barrier Elise had hastily conjured and cutting through her chest.

The scythe left no wound.

But Elise’s eyes suddenly turned jet-black, the whites in them slowly receding.

Everything happened in a flash.

By the time Sean reacted and turned around, he saw Elise’s faltering body and her soul, which had been cleaved from her by the Death God’s scythe.

“Elise!”

Shocked and enraged, Sean quickly caught Elise’s limp body. He never thought Diana would strike without warning, let alone with the Soul-Seeking Spell. They were already Soul Reflections; being killed by Soul Magic would cause extremely severe trauma to Elise’s real self. Sean spun around and glared furiously at Diana. “Her Highness the Saintess, don’t you go too far!”

“This is going too far?”

Diana sneered, “We’re not done yet.”

As her voice fell, the spectral image of the Death God in front of Elise vanished.

When it reappeared, it was behind Elvire.

“Stop!” Sean roared, veins bulging on his neck.

He tried to save her just as she had tried to save him, but he too was restrained by the hands rising from the ground.

Instead, it was Elise who could move.

Elise’s soul had already been reaped, leaving behind an empty shell. Yet, as if driven by some unseen force, she expended the last of her strength. Her eyes were hollow as she slowly walked behind Elvire like a walking corpse.

“No… Elise, don’t!”

Elvire shouted, her eyes turning red.

Being hit by the Soul-Seeking Spell twice in a row… she really wouldn’t be able to take it!

But Elise could no longer hear her.

Only a remnant of her consciousness directed the empty vessel. She had to protect Sean, protect Elvire.

The Death God seemed to be waiting for her as well.

It waited until Elise had walked over and stood protectively in front of Elvire before the raised scythe fell once more.

HUMMM!

This vessel no longer had a soul to reap.

The Death God’s second strike cut Elise’s body in two at the waist.

In that instant, blood gushed like a fountain, dyeing the ground red.

“Diana!!”

Tears streamed down Elvire’s face as flames once again ignited in her eyes.

Rage was consuming her sanity.

Unfortunately, the gap between her and Diana was too great.

Before the Fire Wings on her back could even finish forming, Diana suppressed them with a gesture from afar, extinguishing all the flames on her body.

In the face of Tier Ten Power, she couldn’t even cast her Secret Technique.

Sean clutched the sliding upper half of Elise’s body, his fists clenched and his lip bitten raw. “Diana, I’m telling you, I hold grudges!”

In his eyes, such methods had already gone far beyond the scope of a “warning.”

He knew Diana would never like Elise, but using the Soul-Seeking Spell as a warning… two Soul-Seeking Spells… wasn’t that taking things too far?

If he weren’t worried that suddenly disappearing would arouse Fan Ke’er’s suspicion, he would have already returned to the farm to check on Elise’s injuries.

But Diana didn’t seem to care.

“I know you hold grudges.”

“But you’re a dead man too. What’s the use in holding a grudge?”

“I told you, none of you are leaving tonight.”

With that, Diana turned her head away and closed her eyes.

The spectral Death God vanished.

But the withered hands on the ground began to grow wildly.

Their scarlet nails grew longer and sharper, until they were level with Sean’s and Elvire’s chests.

Then, a SQUELCH.

They pierced both of their hearts.