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Chapter 261, 260: As a visitor from another world, how come so many people are willing to protect you? The White Ice Dragon's Jealousy

Outside the labyrinth, Velusad's figure silently appeared.

She didn't even glance at the unconscious Midore at her feet.

As soon as I stood still, my senses were like mercury spilling onto the ground, permeating every inch of the maze's structure.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine floors? Constantly reinforcing itself?"

Her lips curled slightly upward, forming a cold, emotionless arc. "Is this your last resort, a person from another world? To actually make Ramiris go to this lengths for you—truly, your crime is compounded."

Her almost obsessive worship of Star King Dragon made her deeply abhor any behavior that "defiled" her brother's creation.

Without the slightest hesitation, she stepped into the maze.

Ramiris's power is indeed extraordinary; this layered, impregnable labyrinth is enough to trap and kill most demon lords.

However, all of this was meaningless in the face of Velusad, who controlled the laws of space.

She seemed to be strolling through her own backyard, her figure flashing several times in the complex passageways.

In just a few breaths, she easily traversed the 999-layer maze, destroyed all the traps, and reached the deepest part.

Just as she was about to crush the final barrier with absolute power, a trembling figure stood in front of her.

It's a flère.

Gu Yuan and Ramiris's presence has disappeared; they have clearly concealed themselves using special methods.

Velusad stopped, gave a soft "Oh," and his gaze fell on Frey's body, which was trembling violently with extreme fear. His expression was scrutinizing: "Is this your choice? To succumb to that thief? Or have you forgotten your hatred?"

"No! That's not it!"

Frey retorted excitedly, touching her neck with her hand.

There, a cold metal collar was pressed tightly against her skin.

Gu Yuan fastened the cap on it before she flew into the depths of the maze, at a speed she couldn't even react to, leaving behind a warning: "Don't do anything unnecessary if you don't want your head to explode like a watermelon."

Hyper-fast regeneration? It's meaningless in the face of such instantaneous destruction.

She forced herself to straighten her spine, even though her legs were so weak she could barely stand: "Lord Velusad! If—if I'm willing to drop the matter, could you—please—be merciful and let us go?"

Velusad didn't speak, but instead cast a mocking glance at him. That glance was smiling, yet colder than ten thousand years of ice.

—It’s over.

Frey's heart sank into an endless abyss, her last bit of strength drained away, and her body swayed slightly.

Endless regret welled up in my heart.

If only I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place.

"I see."

Velusad's voice shattered the silence, also sealing Frey's fate: "As expected, among the Demon Lords, apart from Guy, they are all mediocre, incompetent, and wavering."

"Fine then—"

She waved her hand casually.

The extreme cold swept by, and before Frey could even make a final expression, she was completely sealed inside a block of transparent ice.

She held onto her final posture, her life force forcibly frozen.

"You've done your best, now rest."

It was as if Verusad was saying his final goodbye to a tool that had lost its value.

Having cleared away this insignificant obstacle, her senses once again locked onto the hidden space deep within, a place exuding a pure aura.

—The Elf Altar.

She frowned slightly and stepped inside.

The scene inside the altar was completely different from the eerie atmosphere of the outer labyrinth, filled with rich life and elemental energy.

At this moment, three powerful figures stood before her, like the last bulwark.

On the left, the Light Spirit radiates a holy glow; on the right, the Dark Spirit seems to devour all light.

The one in the center possessed the most profound and powerful aura, and its body was composed of immortal rock layers—it was the Great Holy Spirit of the Earth.

One of the creations of Star King Dragon in the past.

Verusad recognized him.

"Long time no see, old friend."

His gaze lingered on the Great Holy Spirit of the Earth for a moment, but that faint feeling was instantly overwhelmed by a colder will: "—What a pity."

Her gaze passed over them and landed on Gu Yuan and Ramiris, who were standing guard behind them.

"Is this your last trump card? You've even awakened the primordial spirits created by your elder brother."

Her voice echoed through the altar, carrying a subtle irony, as she looked at Ramiris, "As a former Elf Queen, is it worth it to help humanity so ruthlessly?"

"Now that you have fully recovered, you should remember the pain that humanity caused ten thousand years ago."

She could clearly sense that Milim's violent aura was rapidly approaching, tearing apart the outer layer of the labyrinth.

But she didn't care at all; without spatial abilities, Milim was ultimately a step too late.

Killing Gu Yuan was as easy as snapping her fingers.

Ramiris stepped forward, blocking Gu Yuan's path, her eyes resolute: "I remember! I have never forgotten those wounds! But I remember even more the compassion and hope that Lord Star King Dragon held when he created this world!"

"Velusad! Look at yourself! What difference is there between you now and those humans who killed him back then?!"

You are becoming the very thing you hate most!

"Hope? Tolerance?" Verusad laughed as if he'd heard the most ridiculous joke. "Brother's ideal world has long been tainted and riddled with holes by human greed and desire!"

"As long as they exist, the world will never have peace!"

"Get out of my way! Otherwise, I wouldn't mind making these elves pay for your foolishness!"

"I won't allow it!"

Ramiris suddenly spread her arms wide, her seemingly frail body unleashing an unwavering power. "What I must protect is life itself! This is my answer, and the will I understood when Lord Star King Dragon bestowed upon me my name!"

"Stubborn to the end—" Velusad sighed softly, his gaze falling on Gu Yuan again, his indescribable irritation reaching its peak.

Why? Why are Ramiris, and even Milim, who are close to her brother, all siding with this person from another world?

She no longer needs answers.

Just as Milim roared and smashed through the rock wall at the altar entrance with the most ferocious force, rushing in with boundless rage, Velusad's eyes suddenly turned cold.

She didn't even look at Milim, but simply waved casually in Gu Yuan's direction.

A beam of ice-blue light, condensed to its finest and as thin as a hair, shot out silently.

Wherever it passed, the Great Holy Spirit of the Earth, whose rocky body could withstand the impact of a meteorite, was easily pierced by the light.

His massive body suddenly stiffened, then froze into lifeless ice!

Its momentum remained undiminished, destroying the barrier formed by the light and dark elves on the side, and subsequently suffering heavy damage.

The flowing light ignored spatial distance, ignored Ramiris's desperately outstretched hand, and pierced through the raging magic that Milim tried to block—

It strikes right at Gu Yuan's heart!

The shadow of death, thicker than ever before, completely enveloped Gu Yuan.