Chapter 2402

As the chaos finally subsided, the group began to calm down. Still, they were shaken by the close call. An upset Nash approached Clint with confusion. "What the hell were you thinking? We almost died! Do you even realize that?"

Clint did not try to defend himself and kept silent. His unwillingness to explain his actions from before further fueled Nash's frustration.

"What are you trying to do, Mr. Melton? Do you understand that you were playing with everyone's lives just now?"

Clint lowered his head, then suddenly dropped to his knees.

"I'm sorry, everyone... It seems I really am just a madman."

Seeing Clint like this, and considering the fact that Dusky's intervention had prevented any lasting harm from coming upon them, Nash sighed and let go of his anger. He reached out to help Clint up.

However, Clint turned his gaze toward Dusky instead and firmly said, "I've made my choice."

"You made it earlier," Dusky responded, his tone calm but knowing.

With a wave of his hand, Dusky conjured a divine talisman that bore Clint's family name. It had the power to save Ronan, turning him into an immortal and freeing him from danger.

Just as Dusky extended his hand to pass it over, Clint gripped his hand tightly and refused to let go.

Dusky was taken aback and looked at him curiously.

"You... What do you mean by this?" Dusky's voice was cold but laced with curiosity.

Clint stood up, gripping the divine talisman tightly before snatching it away.

"I trust Ronan. I trust him as a person, not in some rescue plan. He can do this-

he will. The talisman is just another way to interfere with his awakening."

"Clint, you need to calm down," Dusky warned, his tone shifting to something darker.

"I've already told you. Once the divine talisman makes a choice, it can't be undone. If you proceed, the heavens themselves will bring punishment upon you."

While the rest were confused, Dusky knew exactly what Clint was doing. Having witnessed countless futures, Dusky recognized this moment as something beyond the scope of any of the three predestined outcomes he had foreseen.

He never would have expected something like this to happen. Clint was breaking his agreement with the heavenly emperor.

He believed in Ronan's strength and insisted that any form of help, including transforming Ronan into a god, was unnecessary. What Clint was now attempting would...

Without warning, Dusky reached out and seized the talisman once again.

"Listen, kid! This is your last chance. What you're trying to do is absolutely forbidden. Are you planning to drag everyone here to their graves?"

Clint snapped, his eyes blazing with conviction, "God of Memories, you might be a deity, but you clearly understand nothing of human emotions! Stop pretending like you do! You... You bastard!"

At that moment, Clint activated a time rift to warp the talisman back into his own hands.

Dusky moved to stop him again, but something unexpected happened everyone in the room suddenly stepped forward, positioning themselves between Dusky and Clint.

"Hey, hey, are you all serious right now?"

Nash stepped forward, his voice calm but firm. “I appreciate everything you've done for us, Dusky, but since Mr. Melton has already made his choice, maybe it's time for you to stop worrying about it."

Dusky shot a scornful glance at the group, clearly displeased. "When you all regret this decision, we'll meet again in hell."

With that, he turned to leave, but Clint suddenly stepped forward and blocked his path.

"You can't leave."

"What now?" Dusky asked, irritation flickering across his face.

Standing among the group, Clint said, "I want you to stay as a witness. I want you

to tell that so-called heavenly emperor about our choice yourself."

Under the group's gaze, Clint grabbed the talisman and immediately tore it in half before ripping them up further into smaller pieces.