Chương 1491: Creation of the Universe_2 for 668 Days

Even for a divine physician, there are times of helplessness.

The Holy Master's hand hidden in the wide sleeve tightened and relaxed. Her pale palm had unknowingly been pinched until it left many red marks.

The Silver Armor Guards cleared everyone away, and the Holy Master slowly pushed open the door of the emergency room.

The man lay pale on the hospital bed, seemingly lifeless.

She walked over slowly, leaned over, her green-white fingers brushed the man's eyebrows. That face which had deeply appeared in her dreams for countless days and nights, was now clearly in front of her eyes.

With a flick of the wrist, a dagger appeared in her hand. Her fingertips tightly grasped the handle, and without hesitation, she slashed it across her delicate left wrist.

"You can't, Holy Master..." Green Dragon, his eyes about to split, hurriedly tried to stop her.