Rumble------------------!
The sound of shattering was deafening.
The pure-white world was falling apart.
The spatial wreckage known as the "City of Frenzied Sin" had finally vanished completely.
And then, the brand-new world that entered Ye Chen's sight became a snow-covered plain.
The freezing wind howled.
Vast and boundless.
Desolate and bleak.
And this lonely snowfield, rooted deep within the Labyrinth, was where Ye Chen had truly been all along.
The next second, having returned to the real world, the young man dropped to his knees with a thud.
"Ugh."
Ye Chen's expression was heavy. He clenched his teeth and gripped his chest.
How dearly he wished that family, young and old alike, could have remained in this world.
How dearly Ye Chen wished that "the good be treated kindly" could become this world's ironclad law!
Yet fantasy was fantasy, after all.
Reality was reality in the end!
Now—
Those who deserved to die had fallen into the Abyss!
Those who deserved to be saved had already passed on!
And Ye Chen, the victor, had instead been left all alone!
At this moment, there was not a single person by the young man's side!
No one with whom he could share the joy of victory.
No one with whom he could share the sorrow of parting!
The only thing blowing toward him was the biting gale!
Thus, with a weary and sorrowful heart, Ye Chen turned his gaze to the snake-shaped tattoo on his left arm.
He wanted to summon Little Python.
He yearned to draw a little warmth and comfort from this sentient Labyrinth Relic.
Unfortunately, after that earth-shattering and brutal battle, the "Master-Swallowing Painted Python" had severely exhausted its strength. It had once again sunk into a coma-like slumber, utterly unable to answer any of Ye Chen's calls!
And