A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

Shi Yu lowered his eyes.

Long eyelashes cast shadows on her eyelids, concealing the deep, inky sorrow in her eyes.

After a brief eye contact with Chris, his lips trembled slightly.

With difficulty, he managed to utter, "I'm sorry!"

Before he finished speaking, he channeled his mental energy to conjure a sharp dagger, which he aimed precisely at Chris's heart.

Time seemed to be paused, and everything became unusually slow.

Chris's eyes widened instantly, filled with astonishment and confusion.

His face was contorted in extreme pain, and his body began to deform uncontrollably.

In the instant it bent down, it transformed into a star beast that resembled a butterfly, its wings shimmering with colorful light, like a dream.

At the same time, the surrounding environment has also undergone tremendous changes.

The once cozy room vanished without a trace, replaced by a desolate valley, rugged and scarred.

Shi Yu's lips parted slightly, his face filled with shock.

Their non-stop travel over the past two days has essentially been going in circles.

And the culprit behind all of this was none other than this wretched phantom butterfly right before our eyes.

After the illusion disappeared, Tataro, who was not far away, also woke up, his eyes blank and his face still wet with tears.

Seeing that the male insect was unharmed, he hurriedly ran over.

He shouted anxiously, "Don't look at its wings! The crystal clusters on the wings of the Illusion Butterfly can release light, which has effects such as confusion, hypnosis, and hallucination."

He remembered that the Phantom Butterfly rarely acted alone; they preferred to live in groups.

When threatened, the swarm of butterflies gathers together and releases a powerful psychic shock, instantly throwing the intruder into chaos.

"Tataro, don't come any closer."

Shi Yu spoke up, stopping Tatarot from getting closer.

He steadied himself and focused his mind.

Prepare to take advantage of the injured Spirit Butterfly and deliver a fatal blow.

"No insect has been able to escape my illusion. How did you discover that it was all fake?"

Linghuan Diefa's voice was clear and crisp, yet tinged with a hint of confusion.

When Shi Yu heard the childish voice, the hairs on his body stood on end.

A chill ran down his spine, and he got goosebumps all over his body.

"Was that little boy you too?"

The Spirit Butterfly did not deny it. "That's right, that was me too."

"I can't believe I've been completely fooled by someone like you."

Shi Yu's eyes widened in anger, his sense of disgust intensifying.

He took several steps back, distancing himself from the Spirit Butterfly, as if that would make him feel a little more comfortable.

He discovered that the Phantom Butterfly's mouth didn't move; its voice was transmitted directly into his brain.

Therefore, it cannot be determined whether it is an eighth-tier star beast.

How did you discover that it was all a lie?

The Spirit Butterfly seemed very persistent about this question and continued to press for answers.

Shi Yu frowned, making no attempt to hide his disgust for it.

"Your illusion magic is utterly pathetic. You even dared to try and impersonate my wife. That affected, pretentious manner is absolutely disgusting!"

His voice was filled with disdain and contempt.

Looking at his cold gaze, Linghuandie felt her anger erupt like a volcano.

She couldn't help but scream, "You saved me, why are you trying to kill me now?"

"You were the one who created this illusion to trap me here and kill me. How dare you turn around and accuse me now?"

Faced with such an unreasonable star beast, Shi Yu's gaze grew colder, and his guard increased.

The novels I stayed up all night reading in my past life weren't for nothing.

The only way to break free from the illusion is to kill the monster that created it.

That damned Spirit Butterfly, it's using his wife's face to seduce me!

God knows how much pain and suffering he felt when he raised the knife to his wife's face.

Shi Yu grew angrier the more he thought about it, feeling an unusual restlessness in his mental energy, as if something was rampaging through it.

He was preparing to unleash his spiritual power to fight the Phantom Butterfly to the death.

But then the ethereal butterfly in front of him suddenly spread its wings and pounced on him.

All of this happened so fast that Shi Yu didn't even have time to react before the Spirit Butterfly rushed in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a crisp snapping sound, followed by the sharp hiss of the Phantom Butterfly.

Shi Yu felt liquid splash on his face and looked up.

The ethereal butterfly's body was suddenly broken in two mid-air, its green sap splattering all over the ground.

The Phantom Butterfly crashed to the ground, its half-body struggling and emitting painful cries.

"No, I don't want to die..."

Shi Yu was startled by this sudden change and subconsciously moved his body.

He waved his hand in denial, saying, "It wasn't me, I didn't."

"It was me, I did it."

Upon hearing the sound, Shi Yu turned his head in surprise.

Tataro rushed over, staring intently at the wings of the Phantom Butterfly, a greedy smile on his face.

"Hehe... The Spirit Butterfly can only create illusions; its combat power is almost negligible."

These are the wings of a sixth-tier Spirit Illusion Butterfly, worth at least 500,000 Star Coins, enough for half a year's bonus for me.

Tataro said smugly.

"Don't tell me you're going to take these wings back with you."

Shi Yu let out a long sigh and slowly loosened his clenched fist.

Looking at those still dazzling wings, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside me.

Tataro crouched down, carefully folded the wings of the Phantom Butterfly, and carried it on his shoulder.

He smiled, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

"These Phantom Butterfly wings are absolutely gorgeous! Many males love to wear wings like these; if they were put up for auction, the price would definitely double..."

Just as he was immersed in his beautiful imagination, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Ha, they don't have it themselves, so they have to steal it."

Tataro turned his head and saw a female soldier walking slowly towards him.

The female soldier was tall with cascading purple hair and blood-red eyes.

The insect-like markings on her neck spread across her face like flames, making her appear alluring and flamboyant.

Tataro was startled by the sudden appearance of the female soldier, but quickly regained his composure.

He walked up to Shi Yu and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"His insect-like markings have spread to his face. Without the comfort of pheromones in Death Valley, he is doomed."

Shi Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes clear and sharp.

He sensed intense hostility from the female soldiers.

So he nodded seriously.

He responded in a low voice, "You're right, I saw a vicious look in his eyes, he doesn't seem like a good person."

It's best if we stay away from him to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Just as they were about to leave, they were blocked by the female soldier.

"Stop right there! You two despicable males, you won't escape so easily."

Shi Yu stared at the insect-like markings on the female soldier's face.

His tone remained polite and gentle. "Are you alright? Your worm markings... seem quite severe."

But he was met with a huge eye roll, his eyes filled with disdain.