Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1726 - 139: Honeymoon 3

"I didn’t tell you these things before because you weren’t directly connected to this doomsday prophecy, not to mention we had a falling out over some matters and were separated for a period... But now it’s different, Elizabeth, you are now being targeted by the enemies invading this world, can you understand the danger in this? You may have caught the attention of a powerful god beyond our understanding, and this is exceptionally dangerous."

As she listened, Elizabeth turned her head to look at the honeymoon cottage next to her that had collapsed due to an assassination attack. She slowly walked behind Fisher, somewhat regretfully looking at the shattered Black Mamba wine bottle on the ground.

"What a shame, this bottle was a century-old vintage I specially prepared for our honeymoon, and now it’s wasted so easily..."

"Elizabeth, it’s no longer about the honeymoon or not. What’s important now isn’t the honeymoon. I’m not lying to you, and this is not an excuse or reason. I admit to the matters concerning other women, but this truly isn’t a justification for evading you again; I’m serious..."

Yet Elizabeth merely sighed deeply, then turned her head toward the ocean.

"No, Fisher, you’re mistaken... The honeymoon is still what’s important now. The assassin here has been dealt with; I’ll have the servants prepare again, it’ll just be a little later."

She bent down to pick up the half-broken wine bottle, holding the swaying wine inside it with both hands, barefoot on the gravel that had completely turned to stone, making a crisp sound.

Fisher furrowed his brows, hastily trying to pull at her retreating figure with his gaze, but only caught the flowing white hem of her dress in the gently brushing sea breeze.

It was nearing dusk, in this place nearest to the ocean, where no mountains obstructed the view, allowing for a sight of the seamless horizon connecting sea and sky.

The dim twilight above the sky seemed like the scarlet wine leaking from the broken wine bottle, dyeing the clouds like thin cotton, also polluting the sea surface connected to the sky.

Looking closely, it wasn’t twilight at all, but rather the illusion of scarlet mist emerging from a shattered gap. At this moment, the gap burning in the South Continent had crossed the ocean and reached the sea surface not far from the Western Continent.

Since Fisher left the South Continent for the Western Continent, it had only been slightly over half a month.

The speed at which the gap burned continued to accelerate.

"You... tyrant!!"

Elizabeth held the broken wine bottle at the edge of the beach, facing the ocean. At this moment, among the petrified "objects" nearby, a shrill cry suddenly emerged from within the stones.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be an assassin, not yet dead, half-embedded in stone, opening his mouth with difficulty to roar at Elizabeth as she walked towards the sea.

Pandora’s petrification is not merely covering the exterior of objects in stone; this transformation inverts their very essence into stone completely and irreversibly. Therefore, the assassin still alive and embedded in stone survived because his upper body was shielded by the companions in front of him.

However, below his chest was entirely turned into stone, meaning he lost all organs below his chest, clearly not long for this world.

Nonetheless, he continued to stare at Elizabeth in front of him with eyes full of hatred, cursing and roaring at her like a beast.

"Your Holy Anointing Army has taken our homeland. Why?! Why did you do this? Tyrant? Besides death and chaos, what did you gain? That place was already full of wounds; why, when we finally had some respite, did you add fuel to the fire?"

His angry roar and questioning came from an ordinary person massacred by the Holy Anointing Army supported by Nali on the east side of the Western Continent, but unfortunately, an ordinary person is so insignificant in the face of rank, and equally so in the doomsday prophecy.

Pity that Elizabeth seemed deaf to his words.

Fisher sighed and stepped forward; he looked at the dying assassin beside him, unable to help but feel sympathy, wanting to provide him with an answer because he knew if he were the one asking, Elizabeth would respond.

"Elizabeth, what you’re doing is most likely being bewitched by Pandora’s Artificial Eye. You don’t understand what kind of dangerous thing it really is, not understanding what sort of power it harbors within it; it..."

"The End of uncleanness, right, Fisher?"

But Elizabeth merely smiled slightly, precisely speaking that term.

Fisher paused slightly, looking at Elizabeth standing by the seaside in front, watching as she shook the broken wine bottle, then gently tilted it, slowly pouring its contained liquid into the ocean.

The scarlet wine in contrast to the ocean was but a drop in the vast sea, likely to vanish into obscurity within a short time. However, in Elizabeth’s hollow eyes, the liquid in the glass remained unspent, instead something dense seemed increasingly substantial...

"Fisher, perhaps you’ve always believed Pandora’s Artificial Eye was controlling me, thinking my mind was affected by her words and abilities?"

Elizabeth’s vacant gaze directed at the sea, then as she smirked, she shook her head, chuckling coldly as she continued to speak.

"No, you’re wrong. I told you five years ago when with Nali, she had no demands of me, merely wishing to see me pursue what I desire... in other words, it wasn’t Pandora’s Artificial Eye choosing me, but me choosing Pandora’s Artificial Eye..."

"And now, what I desire is this honeymoon."