Infinite Paradise
Chapter 52 - 42 Elizabeth, you can stop trying so hard now.

Chapter 52: 42 Elizabeth, you can stop trying so hard now.

After signing the pact with Gaia to become a deputy, Le Cheng knew what this identity entailed, as it was almost an instinct. He even clearly understood that the divine authority he wielded on behalf of the deity was the Moonlight.

Becoming the Moon in form, on its behalf he patrols the heaven.

Of course, this power could not be used anytime and anywhere; it required some prerequisites. To compare it to a game, it’s like needing to charge up energy before unleashing a powerful ultimate move, and the process of making a pact with Elizabeth allowed his energy bar to be instantaneously filled to the brim.

That’s right, as long as he had energy, he too could become light!

Under the endless cleansing of the Moonlight, the entire Devil’s Lair was completely purified. Looking around, not a trace of plague or virus could be seen, and there was no longer that rotten odor in the sky. The milky white light filled every corner of this space, creating a realm brimming with vigorous life and thriving nature.

As for the Great Unclean One, there was nothing that could withstand a blast from Moon Fall... and if there was, then just send another.

That unbreakable coffin lid, however, after taking a full blast from Moon Fall, remained suspended quietly in midair, unscathed.

Just as expected.

Le Cheng stepped forward to inspect it, touching the seemingly unremarkable surface, and said, "This thing can’t be broken by our power, but the information that was entangled on it is now gone. For a long time to come, we don’t have to worry about Devils coming to this world."

"Really? How do you know?" Elizabeth looked at him doubtfully.

Le Cheng spread his hands, "Aside from me, you’ve got no one else to trust."

"..."

Elizabeth really wanted to retort, but inevitably, her understanding of this thing was far too limited. In contrast, Le Cheng was not only stronger than her but also had a richer experience. Indeed, it was possible to trust him a bit.

Of course, the most crucial thing was that every time she came to the Devil’s Lair, Elizabeth would feel very uncomfortable, as if always being watched by someone. She would instinctively feel terrified looking at that door, but now, all that unease had vanished.

Moreover, to prove whether the Devil’s power had truly been dismantled, there was an even simpler method—those souls trapped in Saint Elizabeth.

Thus, Elizabeth once again wrapped up Le Cheng’s body and swiftly returned along the original path.

Le Cheng was carried by her, and simply laid himself flat.

After all, exercising the power of a god in human form was incredibly draining on the body... probably equivalent to hosting ten Sexy Parties within a single week.

When the two returned to the Inner World in the coffin, it was immersed in an unprecedented joy. Beams of bright light descended from the sky, bathing countless souls in their glow, returning their originally ugly and filthy bodies to their most beautiful state from before their deaths. Even those ghosts who were beyond communication or even mentally deranged regained a clear consciousness during this brief time and were then carried by the warm light towards the sky.

Elizabeth stared blankly at this scene, and her anxious heart suddenly relaxed.

At the same time, those souls ascending to heaven noticed Elizabeth and Le Cheng. They all stretched out their hands, waving at them with smiles. Perhaps because the light had separated the two spaces, Elizabeth couldn’t hear what they were saying, but she quickly understood from reading their lips.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you...

Countless silent thank yous brought tears to Elizabeth’s eyes unknowingly.

From an unknown time, a consciousness named "Elizabeth" was born from pain and despair.

The souls imprisoned within Saint Elizabeth endured suffering and despair beyond what most can imagine, unable to alter their fate, they could only pray, hoping for a hero to emerge and save them. Elizabeth was born from their prayers, but simultaneously, their pain and despair were imparted upon her without dilution.

Thus, Elizabeth had no choice but to fight, constantly battling devils to end the torment of these souls, as well as her own existence.

For her, that was the entirety of her purpose in battle.

Then, No.1 died in combat.

She brandished a massive scythe, charging into the lair of the devils, facing countless enemies without ever forgetting her mission, she ultimately fell outnumbered and was beheaded by the devils, her body dismembered. But at the moment of her death, No.1 revealed a relieved smile, the first since her creation.

Then, No.2 was born.

Her fate was almost identical to No.1’s, not even leaving behind a corpse, devoured entirely by devils.

Next came No.3... that is, herself.

It seemed an endless cycle of reincarnation, and though she unflinchingly took on the unfinished missions of her predecessors, fighting the devils with all her might, occasionally, she questioned herself on the purpose of such slaughter.

Neither No.1 nor No.2 had lived even a single day for themselves until their deaths.

They were nothing but mere tools.

But they were not tools; they were endowed with strong emotions at the moment of their birth.

Perhaps it was her own confusion that allowed the devil to seize her consciousness; could it be that in her subconscious mind there was also a desire to end this painful cycle once and for all?

Elizabeth could no longer find an answer to this question.

But watching these ascending souls, she felt her weary and aching heart finally healed. Their efforts and battles over the last hundred years had finally borne fruit, and their sacrifices had at last been rewarded.

Even if it was just a silent word of thanks.

"Elizabeth, you don’t need to try anymore..."

The girl closed her eyes and murmured, as if she was putting a period on her and their past.

Gradually, as souls continued to depart, the beams of light in the sky grew fewer and fewer, until, following the departure of the last soul, the guiding light finally dissipated. Le Cheng patted his bottom, ready to call for Elizabeth to leave the Inner World, when suddenly, a figure caught his eye.

"Clara, why are you still here?"

Honestly, Le Cheng felt bewildered at the sight of Clara; he thought Clara had already ascended with the other souls, taken by the beams of light back into the cycle of Reincarnation, for which he felt a twinge of regret for not having said a final goodbye. But what he didn’t expect at all was that Clara had not left.

"I... I don’t know..."

Clara appeared completely at a loss, running towards them.

"Just now, I was standing with everyone, and suddenly those beams of light descended from the sky, but none shone upon me. So I... I tried to touch it, and then I passed out, only to wake up now... Mr. Le Cheng, Miss Elizabeth, does this mean I can’t reincarnate?"

Speaking thus, Clara almost burst into tears.