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Chapter 115, Section 114: The Death of Donna; Livale: Can We Reconcile?

"Hey, Livale, what kind of being have you messed with?!"

Donna spoke these words with a trembling voice. Every demon fears death, and she was no exception.

All the previous composure and calmness were based on absolute power advantage.

Once faced with an incomprehensible opponent, that arrogant shell shatters instantly.

Hugh Lake was instantly killed!

That person is among the top 1% of the Demon King's army.

However, he, along with his weapon, was cut in two as easily as a piece of brittle paper.

What exactly is that move?

A bitter expression crossed Livale's face. He tried his best to keep his voice calm, but ultimately lost his usual composure:

"I also want to know why I initially judged him to be a pure warrior, but he also studied magic."

"To be fair, such beings that defy common sense are actually closer to our demon race."

Only demons with exceptional talent can so perfectly combine a powerful physique with magic.

Donna's pupils contracted sharply, and her voice almost distorted: "Demons?"

To be praised like this by Livale.

That was undoubtedly a monster that defied common sense.

Damn.

They were just setting a trap, so why did such a person suddenly appear out of nowhere?

In my line of sight, Gu Yuan's figure shifted slightly, about to launch another attack.

The shadow of death, like a cold, icy hand, instantly tightened around Donna's heart!

Without the slightest hesitation, the instinct for survival overwhelmed everything.

She shoved Livale forward abruptly, then seized the fleeting moment and turned without hesitation, lightning crackling around her legs.

"Snap!"

Amidst flashes of lightning and deafening roars, she tried to escape this desolate place as quickly as possible!

"Hey! Take him with you!"

Livale seemed to have anticipated her desertion, which is typical of demons.

As he was pushed away, he took the opportunity to lift up the fourth prince.

Upon hearing Livale's shout, Donna instinctively turned around.

However, her gaze had barely swept over that spot before it refocused on Gu Yuan.

No! We can't go back!

That man is terrifying! Going back is certain death!

"tread!"

Just as her figure was about to transform into a bolt of lightning and disappear, Livale frowned almost imperceptibly.

Extreme selfishness, indeed the nature of the demon race, so be it.

Then let him take this last chip and fight his way out!

"Whoosh—!"

At that very moment, Gu Yuan made his move.

He seemed to have anticipated Donna's escape, flicking a magic-sealing ore from his fingertip, which shot straight into Donna's back!

The distance was extremely close, and the ore arrived in an instant.

"puff!"

With a soft thud, the ore embedded itself deeply into her flesh, the intense disturbance causing the magic power she had gathered within her body to instantly dissipate.

Almost simultaneously, Gu Yuan's figure surged forward like a ghost, and Livale once again forcefully intercepted him.

"Hurry up!"

Even if only one person can leave, they must take the information about "Nammenlos" out.

"I...I can't move!"

Donna cried out in despair, her previous cold and noble image completely gone.

She tried in vain to reach for the ore behind her, but the small crystal seemed to be rooted to the spot and wouldn't budge.

It felt as if all her strength had been drained away. The double crushing force of the magic's restriction and boundless fear made it difficult for her to even stand.

"Clang!"

The magical weapon that Livale hastily conjured broke once again.

This time, distracted by protecting Dongna, he had no way to avoid a sharp slash that cut a deep, bone-revealing wound into his chest, causing blood to gush out.

He stumbled backward, coughing up a mouthful of blood: "Truly—troublesome."

Even with such severe injuries, he did not completely lose his composure, but the intense pain severely damaged his bodily functions.

Gu Yuan's attack continued without pause, once again slashing at Dong Na, who was frozen in place and unable to move.

Livale tried to block, but he was a beat too slow, and it was all in vain.

"brush!"

He could only watch helplessly as the cold arc of light swept past, precisely cleaving the stiff Donna in two.

"ah-.-."

A short, sharp cry filled with extreme fear and resentment became her final, poignant sound in this world.

The two halves of the body fell down, quickly turning into scattered ashes.

"The Prophecy of Schulahart"

Seeing this, Livale was panting slightly, trying to suppress his injuries with his muscles, and a huge question surged wildly in his mind.

This doesn't match the future he knew before he set off at all!

What he didn't know was that the reason why Shurahart's prophecy was flawed stemmed from the ancient era itself.

Everything that Gu Yuan does in the present world will cause the future to become unclear.

For example, he transported resources to this world through the mortal realm, thus acquiring the legacy of the elves—the "legendary staff."

Back to the present, the fourth prince, who was on the verge of death in Livale's arms, was utterly terrified by what he saw.

He originally thought that the demon who captured him was an invincible nightmare, but he never expected that in front of this mysterious powerhouse, he would be slaughtered at will like a chick.

Hero! This is the hero of the empire!

If I manage to return alive, I will certainly bestow upon you a great reward.

His chaotic thoughts became chaotic, and the excruciating pain in his body and the near-death feeling brought on by blood loss struck him again, suffocating him and blurring his vision.

Gu Yuan ignored all of this.

After eliminating Donna, an unstable factor, he clearly felt the pressure lessen.

He turned to the heavily injured Livale, his gaze icy: "Your turn."

"Is it possible to reach a settlement?"

Livale tried to remain calm and made a final effort.

He took a deep breath, despite the excruciating pain:

"I admire you. As fellow practitioners of both magic and martial arts, we should have more in common, and perhaps even mutual respect."

Gu Yuan casually waved his staff and responded with a cold snort:

"A fierce rival is someone you respect. But against an enemy, the only option is to annihilate them completely."

His pleas for mercy failed. Livale sighed inwardly, realizing that humans were indeed irrational creatures enslaved by their emotions.

Isn't the eternal struggle and mutual evolution, the path to a higher level, more appealing than meaningless killing and hatred?

Forget it.

Livale's eyes narrowed, knowing that words were no longer of any use.

He glanced warily at the fourth prince, who was like soft mud in his hand, and his five fingers, like iron clamps, suddenly tightened around the fragile neck.

"You got off easy."

He said coldly, his tone suddenly becoming resolute, "This is a member of the royal family of the unified empire. I originally did not want to use this tactic, but with him by my side, I really cannot deal with you with all my might."

He lifted the fourth prince slightly, holding him like a shield in front of him. "Now, I'll give you two choices."

"First, I'll snap his neck right now, and then we'll fight it out, to the death. You might be able to kill me, but he'll die first."

"Second, I can throw him back to you. You can try to catch him and see if you can grab me and stop me from leaving."

"Friendly reminder: He is extremely vulnerable right now, and any slight impact could take his life."

"Then tell me your choice—"

Livale's gaze was sharp as a knife, fixed on Gu Yuan, and he slowly uttered the fake name:

".Nammenlos".

"Meow—Meow."

The fourth prince's limbs struggled helplessly in the air.

His face turned from blue to purple, and he gripped Livale's iron-like arm tightly, his eyes filled with extreme fear of death.

Gu Yuan's gaze turned slightly cold.

Tighten your five fingers.

This guy—.