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Xiao Meng's world had completely shattered.
The air was thick with a sense of deathly silence, reminiscent of the stillness before the neighbor, Old Wang, collapsed from overwork.
No, it was more like the calm before a storm.
And this storm was particularly the magical drama unfolding right before her eyes!
Xing Li's pupils transformed into a 3D IMAX theater, screening an R-rated horror film.
Old Grandpa Plugin's figure deflated like a leaking balloon, slowly diminishing until it finally vanished with a soft "pop."
Xiao Meng felt as if her spine had been pulled out, leaving her feeling utterly limp.
In her mind, she thought: Grandpa, you were my Golden Finger!
Without you, how am I supposed to cheat, show off, and reach the pinnacle of life?
Am I supposed to rely on my looks?
Though I must admit, my face does pack quite a punch...
“Miko Delivery needs to erase the causal projection of the creator,” Mirror Xiaomeng's voice sounded distorted and eerie, much like a villain in a horror movie.
In her eyes, Xing Wen suddenly began to split wildly, like a shopping list on Double Eleven that kept multiplying and becoming increasingly absurd.
In the end, it transformed into three hundred mini versions of Time Sandglass, densely floating around her like a swarm of buzzing mosquitoes, driving her mad.
Xiao Meng stared at those hourglasses, feeling as if her CPU was about to overheat.
What on earth is going on?
Miko?
Childbirth?
Creator?
Causal projection?
I haven’t read enough; don’t trick me!
Am I some reincarnation of Nezha, destined to slice open my belly for a dan and reshape my golden body?
Before she could gather her thoughts, an even more explosive scene unfolded.
Shadow Star Eye, the puppet girl controlled by the Azure Priestess, suddenly erupted into action.
The scissors in her hand seemed infused with primal power, instantly transforming into a gleaming Time-Space Judgment Blade aimed straight at Azure Blue Larva's heart.
This scene was absolutely not suitable for children!
With a “thud,” the sound of the blade piercing flesh echoed clearly in Xiao Meng's ears.
She felt her own heart tremble in response.
Is this really the rhythm of murdering one’s husband?
Wait, this child is still an infant!
Where are your ethics and morals?
"What about your Socialist Core Values?"
"The True Priestess, Xing Wen, needs the consciousness of her fiancé to be reforged." The voice of Shadow Star Eye was as cold as the wind in an ice cellar.
The scissors in her hand continued to stir, as if determined to completely destroy the heart of the Azure Blue Larva.
As she moved, the body of the Azure Blue Larva began to disintegrate, transforming into countless tiny Xing Sha that scattered into the air.
Those Xing Sha seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, beginning to reassemble and coalesce into a familiar figure—Xing Li!
Xiao Meng watched as Xing Li reappeared, feeling her worldview collapse once again.
Is this some kind of Transformers? Can it transform at will?
Moreover, the plot twist is just too bizarre! One moment a priestess, the next a fiancé, and now they want to reforged Xing Wen.
Do you think I’m Sherlock Holmes, able to guess what you’re going to do next?
Just as she struggled to digest this information, a mysterious force suddenly surged into her mind.
It was the memory of the Stellar High Priestess!
"Mirror Judgment requires the Sacrifice of Caster's Three Lifetimes of Memories." An ancient and authoritative voice echoed in her mind.
She felt as if her brain had been stuffed into a gigantic blender, with various Memory Fragments swirling chaotically, leaving her dizzy.
Prayers from the Ancient Priestess, experiments from the Future Scientist, oaths from the Otherworldly Princess… countless images flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern.
She felt as though she had lived several lifetimes and experienced countless lives.
At the same time, something unusual was happening to Mirror Xiaomeng.
The Starry Robe on her body seemed to come alive, rapidly growing into cold chains that bound her tightly.
These chains emitted a faint blue light, resembling Soul Lock Chains from hell, sending chills down one’s spine.
"No! Stop!" Mirror Xiaomeng screamed in despair, her voice piercing like that of an abandoned orphan.
She struggled fiercely, trying to break free from the chains' grip, but it was all in vain.
Those chains seemed to be rooted in her very being; no matter how hard she fought, she could not escape them.
Xiao Meng looked at Mirror Xiaomeng bound by chains, feeling a mix of emotions within her.
She didn’t know whether to sympathize with her or hate her.
After all, this Mirror Xiaomeng had once wanted to kill her and replace her.
Yet seeing her in such a state made Xiao Meng feel a twinge of pity.
At that moment, those Azure Blue Larva that had scattered into Xing Sha suddenly began to tremble violently.
The Xing Sha intertwined with the Witch's Incantation in the air, producing a chilling whisper.
The Xing Sha writhed intensely as if something was about to break free from its cocoon.
A sense of extreme foreboding surged within Xiao Meng’s heart.
Xing Sha halted its movement, and a strange silhouette emerged on the Starry Altar. It was a curled-up form…
On the altar, Xing Sha ceased its meaningless writhing, and a nauseatingly sweet odor filled the air, reminiscent of cheap perfume mixed with rotting fruit, making one feel utterly repulsed.
A bizarre outline, like a demon crawling from the depths of hell, gradually revealed itself on the Starry Altar. It was a curled shape, pitch black as if charred coal.
It had no limbs, no facial features—only a smooth head resembling a massive black pebble. If one had to describe it, it was like… a badly damaged black capsule toy, the kind that one would want to discard immediately upon opening.
“What the hell is that?” Xiao Meng couldn’t help but curse.
Today’s events had been overwhelming; she felt as if she were on a roller coaster, soaring to heaven one moment and plunging into hell the next, her heart racing uncontrollably.
“The ultimate sacrifice of the Witch Clan… is the Creator of the Time-Space Loop.”
Black Infant spoke in an ancient, hoarse voice that seemed to come from distant stars or deep underground, filled with an ominous aura.
“Time-Space Loop? Creator? What are you talking about?” Xiao Meng looked utterly confused.
She felt as if she were listening to an incomprehensible scripture, unable to grasp what was being said. Could this dark figure be some sort of philosopher?
However, before she could process this further, something even stranger occurred.
Xing Li, who had seemingly returned to normal, suddenly let out a piercing wail.
The cry was sharp and grating, as if it could penetrate one’s very soul, sending shivers down her spine.
“Wah… wah… wah…”
Xing Li’s cries echoed in Xiao Meng’s mind like a haunting melody. She felt as though her brain were being pierced by countless steel needles, nearly causing her to faint from the pain.
Something was wrong! This cry was problematic!
Xiao Meng clutched her head, desperately trying to focus, but she found her memories beginning to blur.
Memories of the future, memories of scientific experiments, memories of the Otherworldly Princess—all seemed to ebb away like receding tides.
She felt as if her soul were being drawn out of her body, leaving her increasingly hollow and bewildered.
“My future… my memories…” Xiao Meng murmured weakly, her voice barely audible.
She wanted to grasp those fading memories but found herself utterly powerless.
The pupils of Mirror Xiaomeng suddenly began to tremble violently. Her once gloomy eyes now sparkled with an eerie light.
A phantom figure slowly emerged from her pupils.
It was an elderly man clad in a starry Long Robe; his hair and beard were white as snow, his expression solemn, and his gaze profound enough to seem capable of seeing through all worldly matters.
Stellar High Priestess!
Xiao Meng immediately recognized the old man. She had seen the Stellar High Priestess countless times in Three Lifetimes of Memories; she was the spiritual leader of the Witch Clan and the guardian of the stars.
"In the name of the stars, I judge your sins!" The voice of the Stellar High Priestess thundered, echoing throughout the entire space.
He raised his hand, pointing at Black Infant, who was curled up on the altar. Just then, a faint cracking sound suddenly came from afar. The sound was so subtle that it could almost be ignored, but in the silence of the Starry Altar, it stood out sharply.
Xiao Meng turned her gaze toward the sound and saw a tiny Time Sandglass that had appeared at the edge of the altar without her noticing. Its outer shell was already covered in cracks, as if it would shatter at any moment.
"Ka Cha..." Another faint cracking sound followed. The cracks on the Time Sandglass grew larger and more numerous.
Suddenly, all sounds ceased. Xing Li's cries stopped abruptly, and the voice of the Stellar High Priestess vanished. The entire world seemed to have been pressed on pause, plunging into an eerie silence.
Mirror Xiaomeng's body jolted violently, her face displaying a look of terror. She opened her mouth to say something but could not utter a word. Her gaze was fixed on the Time Sandglass at the edge of the altar as time appeared to freeze.
A second felt as long as a century. Suddenly, the outer shell of the Time Sandglass completely shattered. Countless tiny fragments flew out like sharp blades.
Amidst these shards, a cold Mechanical Arm pierced through the void with lightning speed, aiming straight for Xiao Meng's heart...
"Be careful..." Xing Li exclaimed with wide eyes, her voice hoarse.
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