Beside her, Lin Ying was already sobbing uncontrollably.
She had watched those two Flesh Cultists walk in with her own eyes. Again and again, she had desperately tried to warn the girl, to tell her about the approaching calamity.
But it was meaningless.
Because she did not belong to that era. She was not part of the scene, and this was nothing more than an illusion replaying the past.
Yet she wanted so badly to stop it, to prevent this tragedy from unfolding.
"It was the Flesh God Cult, those monsters you defeated before. Were they manipulating this girl's life all along?!"
Lin Ying's eyes were filled with hatred and tears.
She had practically lived through this girl's entire life.
Little by little, she had watched that once carefree child become an Evil Spirit. Even after the girl had become a vengeful ghost, they still refused to let her go. They had forced her to die all over again!
How cruel!
Was controlling someone's entire life and watching them struggle toward death all those monsters sought?!
At that moment, even she felt that none of it mattered anymore. If she could truly make those people pay in blood, she would become a calamity herself. She would embrace that madness, whatever the cost!
"Lin Ying! Search! This is the moment! Those Flesh Cultists didn't take her soul away. Track down her scattered fragments for me. If we can find her scattered soul, I still have a chance to bring her back."
Lynn's voice came from outside the scene created by Remnants of the Past.
This was his goal.
Even if the possibility was slim.
This was not Hell. There was no soil here for a curse to arise on its own! It had sprung from that girl, from her unwillingness and