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    ---- Chapter 3070 "Arya, if you still consider me a friend, leave immediately!" Nyx refused to budge, knowing all too well how formidable Arya was. Among the 12 Angels of Lomuia Grand Cathedral, Arya was the Battle Angel, born forbat, and likened to the spear in God''s hand. In terms of killing ability andbat prowess, Andrew was already peerless and unmatched. However, against Arya, Nyx had absolutely no confidence. The main reason was that Arya was too pure, or rather, too absolute. Once she decided on something, she would do whatever it took to aplish it.


    If she deemed Andrew evil, then she would do everything in her power to kill him That was an oue Nyx could never ept. A look of stubborn resolve and deep sincerity appeared on Arya''s wless face. "Nyx, I''m truly sorry about what happened to your family back then! At the time, I was ordered to guard the Dark Battlefield and couldn''t return. By the time I came back, the tragedy had already urred. Nyx,e back, return to the Lord''s embrace.


    ---- "No matter what you''ve experienced or done these years, I''ll use my merits and contributions to ask the Pope to personally baptize you, letting you return to that pure and wless self. Nyx, you''ll always be my friend, my sister. I''ve thought this way all these years." Arya''s voice was low and gentle, her gaze sincere as she looked at Nyx. She took a step forward and extended her hand toward Nyx. Nyx was stunned for a moment. After a long while, she shook her head with a self-mocking smile. She said, "Arya, thank you for saying all this, but I know that things can never go back.


    And besides, I don''t want to go back." Arya froze, then her expression turned cold. "Do you know what you''re saying? Nyx, you shouldn''t be someone who''s fallen this far. You once had the qualifications to be an angel just like me, and you were no less capable than I am. Why? Why would you give up on yourself, abandon yourself so early?" Nyx said firmly. "You''re wrong. I haven''t given up on myself. On the contrary, I''ve found my true self. Holtrien''s Reginald Lloyd gave me a new life, and I regard him as my second father.


    He''s been even kinder to me than a father would be, helping me grow stronger, helping me see this world clearly, and protecting me." ---- She paused, then looked at Andrew with tender affection, her voice bing gentle. "And Andrew has helped me find new meaning in life. Being with him makes me truly happy." Arya''s tone remained cold. "A life on the run, never knowing safety, and facing death at any moment. Is that what you call happiness? Nyx, you have sunk too deep, and I''ll not allow it." Nyx smiled sweetly and sincerely.


    "Even if it''s as you say, I still feel happy, as long as I''m with him. Arya, the old me was timid, withdrawn, and closed off. Even after gaining powerful abilities, I still didn''t want to interact with people. But Andrew showed me a different side of this world; he gave me purpose. "Once the conflicts in the Ounds are over, I''ll go with him to the distantnd of Holtrien. From then on, I''ll never return to this ce of endless conflict. So please, stop this pursuit, and please don''t attack him, okay?"