Chapter 507 Priscilla: The World Stands With Me
Inside the palace.
"These are our prey."
Ayato pointed at the figures on the images and spoke. "Next, proceed according to the plan we made earlier."
"Yes, Master." xN
Elsa and the other servants nodded and cast teleportation magic.
Inside the separate space.
"Where the hell is this place?"
Sirius looked around, dissatisfied. "Not a single person. How am I supposed to spread love?"
She hugged herself, her eyes screaming hysterically.
She had thought the royal capital would have many people, allowing many to understand love.
But now...
What was going on?
She had inexplicably appeared in this place.
There wasn't even a ghost, let alone a person.
She was really... annoyed.
Hum!
Just then.
A light flashed.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound of high heels slowly approached.
A woman in a fiery red dress stepped out of the light.
Finally, someone.
Sirius's eyes lit up.
"You are truly ugly, both inside and out. You don't suit my aesthetic at all."
Priscilla glanced at Sirius and said disdainfully, "Never mind. I'll finish you off quickly. You're ruining my appetite."
"Ah, it seems you still don't understand the true meaning of love."
Sirius twisted shyly like a maiden in love and said fervently, "But that can't be helped."
"After all, love cannot be forced."
"But..."
Here, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped.
"Why did you take away the one I love?"
"I cannot forgive the one who killed my beloved."
"Unforgivable, unforgivable! How dare you kill my husband, Petelgeuse..."
The sound waves echoed, and tangible madness began to spread.
Priscilla: "..."
What was all this nonsense?
Indeed.
Every single one of these Sin Archbishops had a screw loose.
"The one who killed my husband... his name is Mori Ayato, right?"
Sirius's expression darkened, her voice cold. "Bring him to me."
"Maybe I'll spare your life. Otherwise..."
Her words cut off because a giant sword radiating intense heat was growing infinitely larger before her face.
Without hesitation, the golden chains wrapped around her hands swung like venomous snakes.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing echoed.
A visible shockwave spread in all directions.
Cracks appeared on the surrounding ground.
Sirius was sent flying like a kite with cut strings, crashing into a house behind her and shattering it.
In the rubble.
Sirius struggled to stand up, but she laughed.
"Ah, in your sword, I feel love."
She laughed darkly. "What, is that Mori Ayato your lover?"
"Indeed, love is the greatest, most powerful force in this world."
As her voice echoed, waves of strange power spread.
This was her Authority – Soul Wash.
The ability to transmit her emotions to those around her.
Once someone was affected...
They could even share damage with her.
"Stop affecting me with your disgusting power. It's useless against me."
A look of disgust appeared on Priscilla's face. "I truly don't want to spend another moment with a disgusting creature like you."
As she spoke, her lucky coin had been tossed high.
Silently and imperceptibly.
The power of her Balance Breaker had silently enveloped the entire area.
"Haha, don't say that."
Sirius spread her arms and laughed. "Soon enough, you will understand love..."
Whoosh!
Priscilla swung the Yang Sword, her whole body shooting forward like a blazing sun.
"Indeed, this is the power of love."
Sirius smiled sickly, the chains on her arms slithering like venomous snakes.
Wasn't she still affected?
This way of attacking was full of openings!
But the next moment.
Her expression changed drastically.
Because she had just twisted her ankle.
What was going on? How was this possible?
Why was such an absurd thing happening to her?
"W-why..."
Terror appeared on Sirius's face, but she could only watch helplessly as the sword light approached.
As intense pain swept through her body, her vision gradually blurred.
Faintly, she heard Priscilla's voice: "Because the world... stands with me."
This was the further development of Priscilla's Balance Breaker.
Within a certain range.
Her luck was maximized. She was truly a child of fortune.