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Chapter 263, Section 262: Crisis Resolved, The Sky Queen's Sacrifice

Hearing Gu Yuan's resolute answer, Milim's face revealed a pure and joyful smile.

She gripped his hand even tighter, as if to firmly imprint this "friendship" contract into each other's lives.

Just then.

"—Shameless!"

Verusad's voice broke the brief moment of warmth.

Her dissatisfaction was clearly visible on her face, and suppressed anger surged in her eyes.

However, when her own light fell on their tightly clasped hands, the harsher rebukes were ultimately left unsaid.

Because she knew perfectly well that with the oath Gu Yuan had made, the last shred of legitimacy for her to eliminate this "thief" had vanished.

"call."

Milim released Gu Yuan's hand, snapping out of the tipsy feeling of their relationship being established.

She took half a step forward, meeting his gaze without fear, her tone resolute: "A person who abandoned his niece for nearly ten thousand years has no right to say such things."

"Have you seen enough? If you have, leave quickly. Gu Yuan has already made it very clear."

Knowing that Verusad posed no further threat, she spoke without any politeness, adopting a domineering attitude to drive people away.

Velusad suddenly narrowed his dragon eyes.

However, just when everyone thought that she was powerless and could only choose to temporarily back down, she parted her red lips slightly and said, "Heh, just—friends?"

As if mocking, a chilling smile curved his lips. Before Gu Yuan could answer, Velusad pressed on, "That Milim who risked everything for you, even turning against me, is she merely worthy of the title 'friend' in your eyes?"

"I've witnessed far too much human greed and hypocrisy. Tell me, do you truly have not a single, base, extraneous thought about her?"

Velusad simply cannot believe that a normal adult male, when faced with the "innocent and adorable" and overly protective Milim, would only have so-called pure friendship in his heart.

"————" Immense pressure immediately enveloped Gu Yuan.

He could feel Verusad using words to erode his mind, forcing him to reveal the truth. Milim also looked at him, and for the first time, a look of inquiry beyond mere curiosity appeared in her jewel-like eyes.

Even Ramiris, standing to the side, held her breath. The altar was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; only Gu Yuan's heartbeat pounded silently.

"—You can choose to remain silent."

Velusad continued, as if he had seen through everything, "But I will tell Velgrind exactly what you said about your silence. She is my little sister, and one of the few remaining dragons in the world."

"Human beings who attempt to taint the bloodline of the creator god must be prepared to be burned to ashes by his flames."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan raised his head, knowing he could no longer remain silent.

He took a deep breath, about to say, "My affairs are none of her business!"

Milim stepped forward at the opportune moment, interrupting the suffocating question.

Her gaze swept over Gu Yuan, filled with unwavering protectiveness, before turning to Ramiris and saying firmly, "Ramilis, show them out!"

She didn't want, nor was she willing, for Gu Yuan to continue facing Aunt Long's malicious and manipulative questioning.

Verusad gave Gu Yuan a deep look, and the unfinished action made her smile slightly, her eyes seeming to see right through him.

"I will come again."

She straightened her sleeves, her voice regaining its usual calm, like the deathly stillness before a blizzard, and said to herself, "Cherish this brief peace."

"When I come again, I hope you will have the qualifications to be worthy of my attention."

The moment she finished speaking, a strong spatial fluctuation enveloped her. She glanced at the three of them one last time, but offered no resistance.

The next second, the dragon that brought destruction and freezing cold vanished from the altar, leaving behind only devastation and lingering chill.

Velusad's figure did not leave the labyrinth directly, but appeared in front of Frey.

With a light tap of her fingertip, the icy ice, powerful enough to freeze a soul, instantly vaporized, as if it had never existed.

"cough----!

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Frey suddenly knelt down, the cold air stinging her lungs, and the violent coughing almost suffocated her.

She looked up and met Velusad's eyes. Extreme fear made her body stiffen, and her blood almost froze again.

"Congratulations, you're still alive."

Velusad first announced some good news, then, without any hesitation, spoke as if giving a command, "I have a task for you."

Before Frey could react, she gave the order: "I want you to stay here and serve Milim."

"At the same time," she added, her tone shifting sharply, her chill intensifying, "use everything you have to spy on that man."

"When necessary—"

"I want you to sacrifice your innocence, to let Milim witness his shameful behavior, and to completely extinguish any improper thoughts you may have."

Frey's thoughts froze, her mind went completely blank.

Although she understood the meaning of "offering her innocence" and knew that Verusad seemed somewhat dissatisfied with the relationship between the two, what followed was unparalleled shock and humiliation.

What happened during the few minutes she was frozen?

What kind of situation could have forced this supreme dragon to make such a terrible arrangement?

"In exchange."

Velusad's voice, like a demon's whisper, struck precisely at her deepest desires: "I will personally guide you into the realm of the 'Awakened Demon Lord.'"

Awakening Demon King—!

These four words exploded in Frey's mind like a thunderclap, her breathing immediately became heavy, and an uncontrollable desire burst forth in her eyes.

However, the word "innocence" is like a pair of dirty hands, trying to completely tear apart her dignity as a queen.

"I----"

She managed to calm her turbulent emotions, recalling her struggling life, her voice dry and hoarse, "Was there a choice?"

Awakening to the Demon King means standing at the pinnacle of the world, with thought accelerating a million times, and gaining near-eternal life in the future.

But the price to pay was sacrificing one's dignity as a king?

Velusad glanced at her indifferently, his eyes devoid of any emotion: "What do you think?"

Frey's heart sank to the bottom.

She didn't.

From the moment she was crushed and left behind by Velusad's power, she lost the right to choose.

Bitterness and resentment uncontrollably crept onto her face.

In that instant, she thought of her hundreds of thousands of winged people and her own intense, burning desire for power.

All the struggles and pride seem so ridiculous and powerless in the face of such an absolute gap in strength and such enormous temptation.

Finally, she could only slowly and with great difficulty lower her head, using all her strength to barely suppress the trembling in her voice: "—I understand."

"remember."

Verusad's figure began to fade, his last words lingering in Frey's ears: "Waiting passively will only lead to missed opportunities. I want to see you take the initiative."

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"Only by letting Milim witness his depravity can any improper thoughts be completely eradicated."

"Your evolution—after that."

"----yes."

Frey lay prostrate on the ground until the terrifying pressure completely disappeared before she dared to raise her head.

Her face was pale, but in her eyes, the flame of desire for power burned fiercely amidst the ashes of humiliation.

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