After a moment of silence, a deep voice came from beneath the mask of the King of Domination:
I agree.
"Then there's no problem."
Ed's voice carried the joy of the deal being struck.
The next moment, Vanessa felt the swirling space around her completely dissipate.
They kept their promise to some extent.
The King of Domination thought to himself.
It's a pity Ed couldn't hear these thoughts, otherwise he would have burst out laughing on the spot.
In fact, it wasn't that Ed removed the spatial restriction, but rather that at this moment his body finally couldn't withstand the erosion of pure death, and like Samuer half a minute earlier, he dissipated into a cloud of ashes.
With all the clones dead, the spatial disturbances naturally disappeared.
" Aeldra!"
The King of Domination called out in his heart once more.
A silent answer came—the light of day changed abruptly without any delay, and the spatial rift finally opened successfully this time.
It was a wound that seemed to have been torn open, as if someone had stabbed the sky, revealing its dark interior.
But what flowed from this gray wound was not blood, but a hazy, yellowish glow.
Gazing at the eyes on the other end, eyes that resembled both dusk and amber, Vanessa, amidst the astonishment of the others, unhesitatingly threw her lance into the crevice.
It was as if she intended to kill the Amber Dragon lurking on the other side of the rift with a single blow.
Wherever their lances went, they were unstoppable!
Vanessa used the same move she used when she Descent the battlefield today, " Great Wilderness Starfall," which, accompanied by flowing light and lightning, sent her spear flying to the vicinity of the rift in an instant.
An outsider witnessing this scene would only think that Vanessa's attack was indeed powerful.
But the High Tier members present all knew that it was utterly despicable that the King of Domination would use such a cool move to escape.
The lance, along with York sealed inside, was hurled out. A flash of lightning, and the weapon, crackling with crimson thunder, was already in the Immortal King's hand, as easily as catching a ball thrown by a child.
Curled up in his lance, York felt that this guy was even more terrifying than his own blood relatives. Although he had been trapped in the Demon Realm by Aeldra for half a century, the two had never actually fought each other.
This is our first meeting, and Amber Dragon's first impression is clearly a bit too intimidating.
On the battlefield, Vanessa's figure transformed into a bolt of lightning, chasing after the spear that had already passed through the spatial rift.
"Hmph, trying to escape?!"
Wens ' voice rang out, the Blood Pool on the battlefield, already knee-deep, suddenly surged with waves, forming a towering sea of blood that blotted out the sky, blocking Vanessa's path of departure.
Vanessa didn't actually become a beam of light; she merely wrapped crimson lightning around herself to accelerate.
As for the source of the power of lightning...
As her connection with Aeldra deepened, they were now able to use each other's abilities to a certain extent.
Whether it's the lightning at this moment or the ice used when fighting Wens earlier, it's essentially power borrowed from their allies.
Facing the towering wave of blood, Vanessa showed no fear whatsoever, and instead executed a standard emergency maneuver in mid-air.
On the other side, Sailesi looked at the blood curtain shooting straight into the sky and vaguely remembered the [ Whale Tail ]'s signature ability - water control.
Although the short man had only been dead for less than half an hour, he felt as if a week had passed.
Was it really because today's battle was too intense?
Unfortunately, Sailesi only had time to mutter a curse in his heart, because the sudden departure of the King of Domination had another meaning—
From this moment on, he and [ Divine Wings ] would face the near-immortal Wens together.
What's the point of even fighting?
It wasn't that there was no possibility of victory, but Sailesi felt that given [ Divine Wings ]'s character, even if they won today, he would most likely be sacrificed.
How could your Skeleton Alliance be so despicable?
Before he could even communicate with [ Divine Wings ], Sailesi caught a glimpse of a lightning-fast figure suddenly veering and charging towards him!
"What are you going to do...?"
Before Sailesi could finish speaking, Vanessa had already swept past him.
A tingling, electric shock lingered on Sailesi's body. He quickly checked himself over and was astonished to find that no part of his body was missing. Even the " Whale Tail " he was tightly gripping in one arm, which was still in place after merging with Rosalind's Holy Remains.
Doing absolutely nothing, just to give yourself a piece of your mind?
Is this person sick in the head?
Before Sailesi could even utter a curse, he saw a towering wave of blood crashing towards him.
Good grief, so you've been waiting here, haven't you?
He instantly switched to his Giant Arms form, briefly charged up, and then charged upwards, breaking through Wens's sea of blood head-on.
As for Vanessa...
Let her go if she wants to.
If I or [ Divine Wings ] were to intervene to stop Vanessa, it would be tantamount to turning a two-on-one situation into a one-on-two one, and the situation would only get worse.
Looking at it from another angle, if they had a better way to escape, [ Divine Wings ] would probably have run away long ago. Who would have temporarily allied with Vanessa?
Seemingly having anticipated this, the [ Divine Wings ], also about to be impacted by the sea of blood, did not hinder Vanessa's return journey.
With a single sword strike, he forced back the dwarven greatswordsman Bianchi, while simultaneously cutting a gash in the blood curtain.
The councilor, who had switched from "mage" to "warrior," stood motionless, letting the blood curtain fall around him.
The dwarves, forced back, vanished into endless bloodshed.
[ Divine Wings ] also wondered if the waist-deep Blood Pool would drown the dwarf greatsword.
But thinking about it carefully, the other party can fly anyway, and is a duke of the Wens Lineage. Returning to the Blood Pool should be no different from going home. So it's best not to think about such a tasteless joke.
As for Wens, he didn't expect that Vanessa, who had clearly marked the spatial rift with her lance, wouldn't take the shortest route to leave as quickly as possible, causing his Blood Curtain to miss its target.
From Wens ' perspective, all he could see was Vanessa making a lightning-fast loop, dodging the numerous obstacles of the blood curtain, and arriving at the true high heavens.
She glanced back one last time at the perilous battlefield, then accelerated once more, rushing into the shrinking spatial rift.
In the last moment before her vision disappeared, Vanessa vaguely saw a slightly familiar figure being slowly outlined.
But that's no longer her concern.