Chapter 1640
Chapter 1640: 450 Are you ready to become a dog for Queen Peggy?_3
After all, those who can enter the Lost Paradise.
are all here for godhood, and most of them are top-tier powerhouses, no less than Tyraste himself.
âLetâs just wait a bit longerâŠâ
Matthew decided. He laid Tyrasteâs body flat on the ground, and during the contact, he could clearly sense the otherâs body was recovering at an extremely fast rate.
Listening to the strong and powerful heartbeat of Tyraste.
Matthew felt that this didnât seem like an elfâs body at all.
...
It was more like a Winged Dragon Wind God!
Then he stood up and walked to the gates of the Lost Paradise.
The next second.
The scenery inside the gate underwent a dramatic transformation.
Shadows of towering skyscrapers flashed through Matthewâs eyes, with busy traffic between them, a never-ending flow, and the faces of many different passersby.
Initially, he was somewhat shocked.
But soon.
Matthew couldnât help but laugh lightly,
âLooking from outside into the Lost Paradise, what you probably see is the memory that is most cherished in peopleâs heartsâŠâ
As for him.
Many details of his previous life had become blurred, just like a dream.
On the contrary.
Every single detail in the world of Aindor was clearly etched in his mind, whether bitter or sweet.
This feeling felt very real.
Not like the scenes he saw behind the door, which seemed like an illusory reflection in a mirror or the moon reflected in a body of water.
But seeing these things would still bring tranquility to oneâs mind.
Matthew quietly watched the scene inside the gate.
In his look, there was an inevitable trace of yearning.
However, just then.
An extremely cold voice rang out from behind him:
âIf you take one more step, you will have no place in the Seven Saint Alliance.â
Matthew spun around.
At some point, the light surrounding the cloud platform had already grown dim.
The blue sky and white clouds turned into the stars of the night.
Between the twinkling stars.
A stunningly beautiful woman with white hair and a stern expression was floating among the stars, looking at Matthew with disappointed eyes.
This scene felt very familiar to Matthew.
It was as if he was back to the first time he saw Isabelle.
This isâŠ
Isabelleâs projection!
âTeacher⊠I was justâŠâ
Matthew began to explain.
The other side cut him off without a doubt:
âThereâs no need to explain.â
âYou should be very clear about what you are doing.â
âFacts are facts, whatâs done is done, and this has nothing to do with excuses.â
Matthew felt his breath catch.
That overwhelming pressure crashed down on his shoulders, and he nearly buckled at the knees and fell on the spot!
This sensation was truly terrifying.
He felt as though he was facing a giant beast from the depths of the universe.
His heart couldnât muster any thoughts of resistance, as if he had no choice but to submit!
âSo, what shook your will?â
Isabelleâs tone softened a little, but her expression remained very stern, and the disappointment in her eyes grew denser:
âIs it because of the branding from the void?â
âOr is it because of the invasion from the Abyss?â
âAre you completely unprepared for the chaos that is about to engulf this world?â
Matthew took a deep breath.
All of a sudden.
He lifted his head.
He didnât answer Isabelleâs questions but instead posed his own doubt:
âWhere are you right now?â
Isabelle said indifferently:
âI am everywhere.â
Matthew mustered the courage to look directly into those beautiful eyes and asked forcefully,
âThen where were you when the Abyss invaded?â
âWhere were all of you?â
âWhen Tyraste was about to start the ancient god replication project, where were you?â
âWhere were all of you?â
His tone carried a hint of indignation.
Isabelleâs expression grew unfriendly:
âAre you questioning me?â
Matthew responded unapologetically:
âYes, I am questioning you!â
âI think you are not my teacher, Isabelle!â
âYouâre just an imposter from who knows where!â
Upon hearing this.
A strange smile appeared on Isabelleâs face:
âWhat if Iâm not an imposter?â
Matthewâs stance didnât falter:
âSo what if youâre not?â
âEven if you are the real Isabelle, canât I question you?â
The smile on the other sideâs face became more pronounced.
âInteresting.â
The next moment.
She suddenly spread her hands open.
A huge crystal ball appeared in front of Matthew.
The crystal ball spun rapidly.
A massive scene unfolded like a curtain opening.
Matthewâs eyelids twitched violently.
The first scene in the crystal ball he recognized the locationâ
It was Rolling Stone City!
He saw the city walls of Rolling Stone City collapse with a roar, an endless demon army flying over the city walls, starting to pillage and massacre within the city;
He saw the oak forest in flames reaching to the sky, the fire spreading for miles, oak tree fairies crying in the fire, corpses of centaurs skewered high, the iron hooves of Cavalry Demons trampling over the grounds of the Sanctuary of Life;
Subsequently.
Matthewâs pupils constricted intenselyâ
He saw amidst the smoke and dust of besieged Rolling Stone City, a tall figure riddled with dozens of arrows collapsed roaring under the onslaught of demons.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
After the smoke cleared.
All human figures in the city had vanished, leaving only faint cries echoing around Matthewâs ears.
He saw a helpless maiden, sobbing as she held that unrecognizably mangled figure.
âSifâŠâ
âRheager!?â
Matthew forced himself to remain calm.
âThis is an illusion!â
He told himself.
It must be so.
The demon army had clearly been dispelled by him; how could they suddenly turn around and strike back at Rolling Stone City?
âOf course, you can delude yourself into thinking this is just an illusion.â