I, Wang Ha, the Three Red Unparalleled Assassin

A memorable and memorable journey has come to an end.

Then, White Night King, who had released his senses, noticed a few energy fluctuations that still remained within the community. He lightly stepped into the training ground.

"The power of vampires, the power of celestial spirits and dragons, and the power of death? Wait, this feeling that I loathe... that damned simulated creation map!?"

"Hey, hey, hey, this doesn't look like a minor incident at all. Looks like we need to find someone to ask them what's going on."

The white-haired mature woman put away the playful smile that had been on her face. Although the scene before her was not particularly earth-shattering in her eyes, she had come here for a different purpose.

Then, the white-haired mature woman noticed that Meryl was still fast asleep in the audience of the martial arts arena. She seemed to be the closest living person to her.

"Little sister, wake up, wake up!"

Under the White Night King's calls and shoving, Mary reluctantly sat up, raised her hands and rubbed her sleepy eyes, her little face showing a blank and adorable expression.

"Ha...is it time for dinner?"

Mary covered her mouth and yawned, then looked around and unconsciously wrinkled her nose.

"Eating? Probably not yet. We don't even know when we eat here."

White Night King raised his snow-white eyebrows in surprise, momentarily unable to follow Meryl's train of thought.

"Oh, then I'll sleep a little longer. Remember to wake me up when it's time to eat..."

As she spoke, Mary swayed and lay back down on the bench in the audience. Before her head even touched the chair, she once again drifted into a dream, leaving the White Night King dumbfounded.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can't sleep! We have important things to ask you, get up now!! If you don't get up, believe me, we'll forcefully start our 'Grace Game' and thoroughly play with you inside and out!!!"

White Night King grabbed Meryl's collar with both hands and shook her violently back and forth, his face showing a 'super fierce' expression, trying to intimidate this ungrateful fellow with his demon king's might.

"Playing...playing with me?"

Mary, who was initially reluctant to pay attention to this seemingly mentally unstable guy, seemed to have a nerve touched after hearing his declaration.

"I'm always the one who plays and teases others. Others want to play me? Impossible! It's not going to happen! What game? I'll play with you!!"

White Night King stared blankly at Meryl, who had jumped up and was only about his height when she stood on the chair. He could read a strong fighting spirit in her violet eyes, as well as a determination to protect something unknown.

"Oh? Are you sure? Usually, those who participate in the Demon King's Game don't end up with a good ending."

"It's possible that in the end, one's entire being, body and soul, will no longer belong to oneself, and even one's dignity and spiritual integrity will be trampled and toyed with."

By this time, White Night King had been so manipulated by Melly that he forgot his original purpose. With a 'whoosh,' he unfolded his blue and white folding fan, which covered half of his pretty face, and his golden snake eyes held a provocative look.

Upon hearing this, Meryl's expression hardened. Her clairvoyance glimpsed the extremely short future, and she also took a good look at the other person's appearance and clothing.

She had long, silver-white hair that reached her waist, a pair of black pointed horns on her head, and ears as long and thin as a fairy's. She wore bell-like hair ornaments and dressed in a proper and elegant traditional kimono. She was beautiful and had an indescribable special charm.

"This guy doesn't recognize me. Who are you? You don't look like a vampire."

"Well, since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully tell you."

White Night King waved his hand and put away his folding fan, his expression calm and composed, clearly not the first time he had dealt with such a problem.

"I am the strongest Star Spirit who governs the total mass of the universe, the 'Primordial Star,' and one of the final trials for humanity as a proponent of the 'Heliocentric Theory.' I am the 'Demon King of the White Night,' reigning supreme at the pinnacle of all cosmological views."

After introducing himself, White Night King looked at Meryl with great interest, anticipating how this little one, who had almost made her teeth ache with anger, would react after realizing that the person standing in front of her was the most ferocious demon king of the Little Garden.

Should they wake up in shock and beg for mercy? Or pretend not to know them and stubbornly hold on? Or perhaps, simply run away without saying a word?

Standing on the bench with her arms crossed, Mary stared at the smug White Night King with dead fish eyes. She recalled the knowledge about the miniature garden that Leticia had taught them recently, and it seemed that there really was such a person as the 'White Night King'.

Just as the White Night King was standing tall, ready to enjoy Mary's impending panic, Mary saw through his intentions at a glance and immediately launched a counterattack.

"White Night King? Is that the Celestial Spirit who suffered three consecutive defeats and was weakened from a double-digit to a triple-digit power level? This story is widely circulated in the Little Garden, and even I, who has only recently arrived, know about it."

"So, you are the real one?"

Blinking her big eyes a few times, Mary looked at White Night King curiously, her expression perfectly controlled, like a newbie meeting a legendary figure.

The White Night King was speechless after being choked by this, and decided to skip the unimportant self-introduction and go straight into the Gift Game to get back at the king.

"Come on, do you expect a duel where honor is at stake, or a battle for friendly sparring?"

"Hmm, can we avoid fighting? I'm not very good at combat, so let's play a game of strategy instead."

Mary tilted her head, her tuft of hair swaying back and forth, revealing her naivety and ignorance.

From the future glimpsed by the clairvoyant eye, it seems that Merry, who chose the path of violence, was taught a very harsh lesson.

Her fair and tender face was all bruised and swollen from being beaten up. She didn't want panda eyes or anything like that!

"Okay, we have no objections. What about the punishment for the loser? We think..."

White Night King's original intention was to teach Meryl a small lesson, so he didn't care much about the game selection, after all, he was facing a newbie who had only been in the Little Garden for a short time.

Before the White Night King could state his desired punishment, Mary preemptively and resolutely declared:

"How about the winner writes a line on the loser's thigh, wherever it may be?"

"Use a pen that can't be erased for at least a year, and during that time you must wear hot pants or a miniskirt that exposes your thighs!!"

"Do you dare?"

Before the White Night King could even process Melly's barrage of words, his final provocation stirred his pride as a demon king.

"Writing tally marks? That's ruthless. I didn't expect to meet a kindred spirit. Bring it on! I, the White Night King, have never been afraid of anyone!!"

Chapter 82 Halloween Queen

High in the sky, the battle between Deathwing and the Star Sea Dragon King continues.

The red and blue dragon breaths collided and exploded, while the tearing and impact of the claws and bodies left huge wounds on each other.

Faced with Deathwing, whose spirit could not be weakened by the simulated star map 'Virtual Star Tai Sui', Star Sea Dragon King's defeat was imminent, and the scales of victory slowly tipped toward Mountain Elder.

Despite the situation, the Old Man of the Mountain continued to wield his staff tirelessly, casting various support spells to stack countless positive buffs on Nessalian.

"Infinite Barrier! Penetration Enhancement! High-Level All-Attribute Enhancement! High-Level Resistance Enhancement! High-Level Hardening! Triple Magic Enhancement - Critical Strike Mine!"

In an instant, the pitch-black, ferocious dragon was shimmering with multicolored magical light, flashing like a giant neon light.

Nessalian seemed to be used to this kind of scene, completely ignoring her rather comical appearance, and focused solely on how to beat the Star Sea Dragon King to a pulp.

In the past, when Arthas teamed up with a dragon and an undead to fight together, if Arthas didn't pull out his dragon rider lance and charge in, then the dragon rider mage setup was the standard that would appear 100% of the time.

Enemies would generally rather encounter Arthas in his Dragon Knight form than in his Dragon Knight Mage form.

After all, anyone would go crazy if they were faced with a buff that hadn't even had time to expire before being stacked with dozens of layers of it again.

Of course, they could have chosen to focus fire on Arthas, the dirty mage, but who has the ability to run up to Deathwing's back at full power and kill him?

Moreover, those enemies are not as strong as the Star Sea Dragon King, so they are immune to any debuffs, which results in the gap in combat power widening even further.

One side continues to strengthen, while the other side continues to weaken.

In the end, the group that fought the boss could only leave behind helpless shouts and wails to the sky before their deaths, regretting their foolishness and ignorance in challenging the Lich King's majesty.

In short, this is a terrible game! The gaming experience is awful!!

Two enormous creatures were fighting overhead, and the people on the ground were naturally in a state of "gods fighting, mortals suffer," fearing that the two giant dragons might spit on their spot at any moment.

Scáthach and Demiurge had already left the battlefield and landed far away where Leticia was, quietly waiting for the end of this far-reaching battle.

At the same time, a magnificent carriage pulled by eight snow-white, magnificent dragon horses came to a stop because the road ahead was swallowed up by lava.

The long-haired golden girl, who was resting with her eyes closed and resting her head on her hand, slowly opened her pale red eyes when she felt the carriage shaking. Her expression revealed a hint of displeasure.

"Why did you stop? What happened?"

The girl's question had barely faded when a response came from the front of the carriage, the voice also belonging to a rather young woman.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. The road ahead is impassable. If you wish to continue, you will have to travel by air."

The blonde girl lifted the curtain on the side of the carriage and looked outside. After glancing at the ever-spreading lava, her gaze fell on the vast expanse of fiery clouds in the distance.

"Oh? So this boring journey is finally going to be a bit more interesting? It seems like something quite remarkable has happened."

"But Your Majesty, isn't this trip quite rushed? Wouldn't it be a waste of time to do other things..."

"No need to say anything, I've already sensed it. Although I don't know why it started, it's only right and proper for me to go and see what's going on, since it could cause a fight among hundreds of people."

Seeing that Her Majesty the Queen had made up her mind, the young attendant in charge of driving the chariot said no more and instead waved the reins to urge the dragon horse on.

The dragon horse, which had originally been running on the earth because of the Halloween Queen's inexplicable interest, now rode into the sky with clouds rising from its hooves, changing direction and running towards the direction of the fiery clouds.

As they drew closer, the dragon horses, sensing the oppressive aura of the pure-blooded dragons, all stopped in their tracks, refusing to take another step forward no matter how much the girl acting as their coachman tried to urge and whip them.

"Alright, Scáthach. Stop making things difficult for them. You know that with their impure bloodlines, they are inherently unable to defy the pure-blooded dragons who stand at the highest position."

"They simply stopped in their tracks instead of turning and running away. That alone has shown me their courage and the hard work you put into their training."

As the Halloween Queen spoke, she stepped out of her carriage, her body radiating golden light that dispelled the scorching flames of destruction unleashed by Deathwing's arrival.

"Thank you for your tolerance and kindness, Your Majesty. I will now step down to the ground and await your return."

"Go ahead, I'll come find you after I've had my fun."

The girl called Scáthach bowed to the back of the Halloween Queen, then leaped onto the carriage and drove the dragon horse away from this dangerous place, which was only a few miles away from the central battlefield.

"Two pure-blooded dragons, an embodiment of the concept of death, and the power to simulate a star map. I haven't seen such a magnificent scene in a long time!"

"I thought it would be boring until the battle for solar sovereignty, but I didn't expect to encounter such an interesting appetizer here."

Although the Halloween Queen's pretty face was calm, her pale red eyes blazed with excitement for the fun. Known as a 'problem child,' she was unpredictable and never a kind person.

"Is that annoying Star Sea Dragon King about to lose? It's to be expected."

"But just thinking about his troublesome and annoying simulated star creation map makes me feel a bit awful, so I'd better take revenge first to vent my frustration."

As the Halloween Queen muttered to herself, she identified the unlucky fellow she would first target, and a handful of golden sunfire appeared in her fair, white hands.

This capricious queen is a deified being born from Halloween, and is the center of the Celtic pantheon, existing as the strongest species in Celtic mythology that manages the movement of the sun.

Although it is a festival that has been deified, it is not a deity, but a star spirit born from the sun in the realm between life and death.

Even though she can't compare to the White Night King, who holds the highest rank of "First Star," the Halloween Queen is still a transcendent being with a three-digit exceptional level of power and can unleash terrifying combat strength in the double digits.

The golden fire of the sun god dispelled the hellish apocalyptic scene, spreading the sun's blessings upon the world once more.

On the ground, Scáthach, who had foreseen the change in events with her clairvoyance, kicked Leticia, who was standing next to her and still looking up at the sky, flying into the shadows.

Although Leticia was in pain from the sudden flying kick, after feeling the power of the sun that she hated and feared, she hurriedly put on her hood, gloves and other sun protection, and whispered her thanks to Scáthach.

But Scáthach's attention was not on Leticia at this moment. She sensed a familiar aura from the divine fire burning in the sky, and even her own status was forcibly suppressed.