Chapter 162: The Hurricane Mirrors and the First Spark of Bloody Revenge
Revenge was no longer merely a word hidden within the pages of ancient books; it had become a crimson breath shaking every atom of the grandmother's ruined palace courtyard. Rina, with those glowing white eyes shining like two perished stars within her skull, held Diari's hand. The green light pouring from Rina's fingers not only healed Diari's wounds but also granted his mangled body a new strength never before seen in any magic. The grandmother, up there on the crystal balcony, was turning into ash like a terrifying creature before the majesty of those two lovers. She felt that the "Red Revenge" magic was about to begin by Rina's hand—a revenge in which the killer becomes the victim and the victim becomes the judge.
The grandmother, with a raspy voice full of ancient poison, screamed: "What kind of foolishness is this? Do you think that by holding each other's hands you can topple a dark history?" The grandmother raised her staff and tried to rain down the "Rain of Knives" magic, but before a single knife could fall from the sky, Rina shattered all the black clouds with a single glance. Rina turned to the grandmother and said in a cold voice like an ice blade: "Grandmother, you taught me how to inflict pain, you taught me how to tear merciful hearts... now it is time to thank you back in the very same way you invented yourself."
Rina took the first step, and with each of her steps, the crystal ground turned into a pool of red light. That "imaginary power" Diari had left for her had now become a tool to design the greatest ordeal of pain for the grandmother. Rina unleashed the "Hurricane Mirrors" magic. Suddenly, hundreds of glowing mirrors were created around the grandmother. Each mirror contained an image of the past; images of the times when the grandmother watched Diari's torture without mercy, images of the moments when she forced Rina to plunge the blade into her lover's body.
The grandmother wanted to close her eyes, but Rina kept the grandmother's eyelids open with a steely light. Rina shouted: "Look! Look at the destruction you built with your own hands! All those daggers you put in my hand are now returning from within those mirrors toward your own body." From within the mirrors, hundreds of purple and red blades emerged. This was no longer a fantasy, but the embodiment of the curse the grandmother herself had planted. The blades flew one after another toward the grandmother's wrinkled and withered body. The first blade cut the grandmother's right shoulder; a black blood full of smoke dripped from it. The grandmother let out a shriek like the sound of breaking stone, but this was only the beginning.
Diari, now standing beside Rina, placed his hand on the ground. The golden light remaining within his body entered the depths of the earth like a sacred root. Diari said: "The earth can no longer tolerate your filth, grandmother. All that golden blood you spilled must now become a fire and burn your feet." Suddenly, from beneath the grandmother's feet, the shapes of severed hands and the tortured souls of the past appeared. These were the people the grandmother had sacrificed to reach power. With their long nails, they began pulling the grandmother's body downward.
The grandmother screamed in a terrified manner: "Rina! Please... I raised you! It was I who made you into this powerful angel!" Rina said with a bitter smile: "You did not make me an angel, you made me a killer... but Diari's love changed me into what you see. You will only be a place to test the mercilessness you used to take pride in." Rina intensified the magic. The mirrors spun faster, and each time they spun, they cut a piece of the grandmother's flesh. The grandmother had now become a distorted image of pain; her body was filled with the wounds previously seen on Diari's body.
The revenge had reached a stage where the air had turned red. Rina and Diari raised their hands together. In their hands, a sphere of white and red energy was created. This was the "Reverse Fate" magic. Rina said: "All those times I was unconscious and you cried over my soul, all those times Diari rested within his blood... now I have gathered it all for you to taste at once." Rina threw the glowing sphere. The sphere exploded in the center of the grandmother's chest. This explosion not only shook the grandmother's body but also tore her soul into pieces.
The grandmother felt thousands of years of age and thousands of years of pain passing through her mind in a single second. She saw how her glory turned into dust. The crystal palace she had built with people's blood now saw its crystals become knives one by one, entering her eyes. The grandmother could no longer scream because her throat had been burned by that red light. She only watched with her terror-filled eyes those two lovers standing in the middle of the courtyard like gods of revenge.
Diari took a step forward and said: "Grandmother, you used to say love is foolishness, you said loyalty is only for the weak... now look at who is stronger. The power you have came from hatred, and hatred vanishes like ash with a wind. But our love was nurtured within wounds, so no magic can stop it." Diari sent a golden light into the grandmother's deep wounds, but this light was not for healing; it was to ensure the pain remained within the grandmother's body forever.
Rina, with the mad power planted within her, made all the shadows around the grandmother become snakes and coil around the grandmother's throat. The grandmother was choking; her face had become a dark purple. Rina said calmly: "This is only the beginning of the Red Revenge. Do you think you will be saved by death? No... I will make every second of your life become thousands of years of that pain you previously made Diari suffer." Rina made the grandmother's body remain hanging on the balcony while the glowing chains cut her flesh.
The courtyard was no longer that terrifying place where only Diari's screams were heard. Now, every stone and burnt tree in the courtyard was glowing with the red light of revenge. Rina began chanting the "Absolute Destruction" hymn. With every word, a piece of the palace walls collapsed and fell upon the grandmother's head. The grandmother, now lying in the corner of the balcony like a broken doll, tried to cast her final toxic magic, but Diari nailed the grandmother's hands to the ground with a golden light.
The reader here must understand that this was not just a fight between two people, but a fight of justice against tyranny. Rina, who once appeared only as a helpless girl, had now become the nightmare of the person who made her life a hell. The revenge was so deep that even the sky turned a deep red. Rina looked at Diari and promised in her eyes that until her last drop of strength, she would keep the grandmother alive within a created hell.
The grandmother tried to beg, but no sound came from her throat. She could only watch those merciless lights that were tearing her soul. Rina made all those magics the grandmother had previously tested on others break upon her own body one after another. The "Thousand Nails" magic, the "Burning Lungs" magic, and the "Blood Tears" magic. The grandmother had now become the testing ground for all those atrocities she had collected for many years.
At the end of this part, the courtyard was drowned in a terrifying red light. Diari and Rina stood silently in the middle of all that pain and destruction, watching the shattering of that black throne once thought impossible to collapse. The grandmother is on the brink of an extremely slow and painful death, and the Red Revenge is still in its beginning. Diari's wounds now shine like medals of victory, and Rina is no longer the girl who fears; she is now the queen of this revenge and the owner of this merciless light.
Written by: Dlin_myth