CHAPTER 1682: CHAPTER 531: THE KIN OF MY KIN ARE NOT MY KIN_2

After completing her maneuver, Saina gently retrieved the Elemental Mantra. Her beautiful eyes rippled with satisfaction as she looked toward her faith with delight.

She knew Wayne was destined for greatness, but this was too fast; after not seeing him for several months, even the Nature Goddess was left homeless.

What was the Death Essence on the Goddess’s body about? Was it Wayne’s scheme?

If so, it was too cruel.

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Boom!!

Wayne swung the green light to disperse the Death Aura ahead. Facing the physical attacks materializing from the Four Elements, he raised his five fingers to shatter them with thought, taking in whatever came without hesitation.

After the chaotic battle, the wrathful Yalien calmed down considerably, ceasing her attack and said, "Your power should not be just at this level. What’s wrong? Leaving the Divine Nation, has your power declined without the authority of the nation?"

"Yalien, you were born from my evil thoughts; I feel guilty and cannot give my all."

Wayne looked troubled and sighed, "I know, in these twenty years of walking in the Mortal World, you’ve seen countless human darkness and their tendency for self-destruction. But while humanity has many flaws, there are also many shining points."

"You cannot, because of a partial darkness, deny their respect and love for nature, not to mention the lovely believers, who wholeheartedly believe in us. How can you bear to wield the Death Scythe against them?"

"Ha, you’re acting again!" Yalien sneered.

"This isn’t acting, it’s the truth from my heart."

Wayne pointed to his chest with full righteousness and said, "You are my evil thoughts. Your deeds can be seen as mine. Without my desires, you, the evil thought, would not exist. This is the sin I committed, and I will not, nor can I, deny it."

He spread his arms: "Come back, return to my body, let me face your twisted death, let me bring you back to nature, and explore the true meaning of Life together."

Yalien was full of disdain, saying coldly, "Do you know, I’ve experienced faith wars and seen all kinds of existences, but I’ve never seen someone so shameless. You are not nature, I am."

"Yalien, I’ve never denied you. You are the Nature Goddess. You have only strayed from the path, and that’s because of me."

Wayne continued, "I still say the same, I’m willing to be responsible for my actions. If you give me a chance, a chance to face your death head-on, I believe I will overcome the evil thoughts..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yalien furrowed her brows, vaguely sensing something amiss.

Who’s this performance for with no one around!

"Yalien, I promise, as long as you return, and I dissolve the death in you, you will still be the Nature Goddess. I’m willing to step back and acknowledge you as the only God of Nature."

Wayne’s open arms remained, the compassion on his face grew threefold: "Don’t vent your resentment against me on mortals; they are innocent. I severed you out to dissolve the evil thought, not to abandon you."

Yalien was shocked, suddenly realizing something. Her eyes turned grey, advancing her merger with Wrath and death further.

Details are apparent in the Balance Scepter, with the grey overwhelming the deep green, the Death Knight’s progress bar leaping forward significantly.

In The Void, the divine war stirred up again, and Yalien’s blood pressure peaked, pushing the battle into a fevered state the moment she acted.

The shameless scoundrel not only meddled in the Divine Naturalism Kingdom, stole the Throne of Nature, but also defamed her image, intending to take all her followers away.

This was to annihilate her entire clan!

Indeed, as the Death Knight in the Revelations Chapter, Yalien’s task was to destroy the world, to destroy her entire clan, but her doing it and Wayne doing it were two different things.

The former is called cleaning house, while the latter truly means annihilating the entire clan.

Boundless Death Aura cloaked her, draping her in a grey robe, as the Spirit of All Things in her hand gradually changed form, turning from a sacred white greatsword into a black scimitar with a single, curved edge.

The transformation process continued. Wayne watched intently, knowing this weapon would ultimately become the same Death Scythe as in Aztemo’s hands.

This made his imagination run wild. Could it be that the original Death Knight was supposed to be Aztemo, and Yalien got the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse’s intel in advance, going to report it first to Yeloin?

Yalien: Don’t rush, give me some time, let me be the Death Knight.

If that were the case, Wayne needed to reassess the relationship between Yalien and Yeloin, who seemed to be quite familiar with each other—so familiar that Yeloin shared Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse’s intel, even actively seeking Yalien to team up.

It must have been proactive; if it were passive, Yalien couldn’t possibly know Yeloin’s plans, nor would she have received the intel.

Are they lovers?

If they were, why would such a close couple go their separate ways, and why did they fight fiercely during the faith wars? Why did Yalien form the Life Alliance to overcome the other?

A lovers’ quarrel?

Probably not, that’s too childish.

That faith war surely has a story behind it.

Wayne attempted to speculate on their true relationship and the significance of the faith war. However, with too few clues, he couldn’t continue to deduce.

Watching the Death Knight, with less green and more grey on its body, he squinted his eyes slightly and switched to the Pale Knight under the human skin, lifting his arms as he walked toward Yalien.

"Come, my evil thought, spare all beings. Vent your wrath and dissatisfaction upon me, let me redeem you!"

As the words fell, the scimitar of death pierced Wayne’s chest. His eyes turned grey, looking at the breathtakingly beautiful face up close, and a slight smile crept up, "So, after venting a bit, do you feel much better now? If you’ve cooled off, come back to the Divine Naturalism Kingdom with me."