The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 410

The moment Morpheus breathed his last, clarity came back to Ember's eyes, those red fire flames like orbs regained their original emerald green color.

But it was too late.

Half a beat too late.

Because the man embracing her no longer had a heartbeat.

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In her shock, something inside her mind seemed to have snapped.

Various images flashed in front of her eyes. Images seemingly belonging to another world.

A sea of fire. A green-eyed woman in a white robe. A man with golden wings wearing a familiar lopsided smile.

"...Don't die, please."

Surrounded by flames, the green-eyed woman was crying while holding the tattered body of a winged man in her arms. Sorrow could be seen on her exquisite face.

The winged man, on the contrary, seemed relieved as he moved his trembling hand to wipe away her tears, "My every lifetime should mean to die for you."

"No, no, I don't want you to die for me! Coward! Live for me! Don't give up! You have to live for me!"

"This is my destiny, my Sovereign..."

"Destiny! Again! This damned destiny! We will change it! So don't die for me anymore, _______!"

But only the sea of fire could witness the deity's sorrow as the body of the winged man scattered into golden sparkles before vanishing into nothingness.

"No!!!"

The green-eyed deity's scream overlapped with Ember's.

With that painful and hurting scream, Ember's powers erupted once more, causing an explosion so powerful it caused the barrier around her to crack and shatter.

She went unconscious the next moment, and before she and Morpheus fell on the ground, Draven had swiftly moved to catch their limp bodies. He then laid them promptly on the ground. The various supernatural beings with healing powers immediately proceeded to cast spells on Ember and Morpheus.

Aureus could not believe what he was seeing. He kneeled next to his uncle and didn't know what to do. He was lost and tears continued to flow his eyes. 'Uncle!' He never called him like that and now he regretted it.

As the most powerful expert of the soul, Cornelia hurried to cast another spell on Morpheus. She wanted to try protecting his soul, keeping it from heading towards the cycle of reincarnation. Even though he was no longer breathing, since his body still retained warmth, as long as his soul remained...

Maybe, maybe there was a chance for them to attempt to revive his heart, right? Right

Cornelia didn't want to give up though she knew it was impossible. Her love towards him, made her lose her reasons.

After checking that she only lost consciousness, Draven handed over Ember to Leeora and kneeled beside Morpheus. He placed his hand over his chest, injecting his own vitality towards him.

"Morph!"

The peaceful smile on Morpheus' lips brought tears to Draven's eyes.

Draven could not say a single word as overwhelming sadness stifled him. He pulled out the divine weapon from the eagle's chest, but the moment it was removed, the dagger disappeared into nothingness.

The weapon had fulfilled its destiny.

A divine beast had been killed by its blade.

He placed his hand on Morpheus' chest and closed his eyes. Tears continued to flow out from them.

Aureus followed Draven as well and tried to inject his powers in his uncle's lifeless body. He was ready to do anything just to save his uncle.

However, despite the numerous supernatural beings attempting to heal Morpheus, the Commander of Warriors no longer responded.

"Why?" was the only word Draven could speak, his voice emotional. "Why are you smiling...?"

The smile on Morpheus' lips felt like a curse to Draven. It was as if everything that happened was within Morpheus' calculations.