"Tell me..."
The Witch's voice became low and solemn, as if she were conducting some holy ritual:
"The best time to open the Otherworld Treasure Box."
The divination began.
The next moment, her consciousness was dragged into a chaotic space composed of countless possibilities.
Countless potential future fragments flashed before her eyes like shattered mirrors:
The frenzy of success, the despair of failure, the fear of death, the joy of victory...
Each scene cut through her spirit like a sharp blade, but she gritted her teeth, enduring the pain that seemed to tear her soul apart.
In these chaotic time fragments, she desperately searched for that crucial time node.
Suddenly, all the chaotic images converged into a clear and intense moment—
Now! It's now!
Cassandra abruptly opened her eyes, and two streams of blood tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes.
