Darkness was approaching.
Above, around, and even beneath her body, there was a thick blackness. Once the darkness surrounding her gathered together, it would truly form into a coffin and completely bury her.
She was not willing, not willing, not willing at all!
She did not understand, why had her end turned out like this?
She had meticulously planned everything, she had obtained unprecedented power, she herself was the most noble person in this world, flowing in her veins was the blood of the gods.
But why did this woman, who appeared from nowhere, possess a more beautiful appearance and a more powerful strength than her own?
She was unwilling, she was angry, she was jealous...
She didn't want to die just like this. She hadn't yet killed Qin Chu, hadn't revived Jie Luo.
There were still so many things she wanted to do.
Facing Rose Vesper's struggle, Shaye's face only bore a slight smile, void of any pity, her slender fingers dancing as if playing the piano.
