Volume 2, Chapter 71 – Brak’s Desperate Struggle

The black-gold claws in her hand silently dispersed as Serveiling leaned quietly against a nearby wall, silently witnessing everything unfolding before her.

As Bai Lianyue’s curse power surged further, Funisa’s body disintegrated faster, and finally, this ill-fated fairy woman with a smile of liberation on her face transformed into countless ice-blue light particles, dissipating within this space.

After all this ended, Bai Lianyue took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

At this moment, Serveiling, who had been silent for a long time, stepped forward and, after quietly putting the collar back on Bai Lianyue, finally asked about her confusion.

“Boss, wasn’t she Ailiya and the others’ grandmother? Why not save her? Was she beyond saving?”

“No.”

Bai Lianyue shook her head.

“Then why…”

“Her mind had already collapsed; her remaining consciousness was merely acting on instinct. Moreover, she had no desire to live in her heart anymore. So, after letting her see her daughter one last time, I just…”

As she spoke, the blue-haired girl sighed helplessly.

In response, after careful thought, Serveiling slowly raised her head, looking toward the nutrition pods hanging from the ceiling.

“I see, being liberated like this is probably a good thing for her too.”

The cat-eared woman nodded noncommittally.

“How are things outside?”

Suppressing the sadness on her face, Bai Lianyue quickly resumed her previous indifferent expression.

“Those House Anloxi people.”

“As for my part, it’s already resolved.”

Wagging her tail, Serveiling replied with a smile.

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“Shall we go clean up, boss?”

“Yes.”

Meanwhile, outside the secret chamber, in the central area of the Anloxi estate.

The once magnificent banquet hall had now turned into a scene of hell on earth.

The rampage of two Vassal Tier beings had completely stripped this place of its former glory, replaced by devastation and an endless aura of death.

The ground was charred black, as if burned by raging fire, and the air was filled with the heavy smell of burning and blood, nauseating to the senses.

On the ground, blood and entrails were scattered everywhere, like a gruesome painting. Broken corpses piled up like mountains; some torn to pieces, some burned to cinders, others crushed into meat paste.

House Anloxi’s guard unit had been completely annihilated, their armor and weapons scattered everywhere, some still tightly gripped in hands that would never swing again.

As for those mechanical guardians summoned by Coburn?

Their dismembered parts could be seen everywhere, metal fragments and circuit boards scattered on the ground, sparks occasionally bursting from the broken bodies, emitting a harsh “sizzling” sound.

The air was filled with the scent of death, as if even the wind had become heavy and cold.

And on this cruel battlefield, only one figure barely maintained a standing posture—Brak-Vonima, the only Divine Departure Realm powerhouse here.

Although Brak could barely maintain a standing posture under Resentment’s barrage of attacks, his body was covered in wounds, and his recently regenerated half-head, having lost hair and eyebrows, looked particularly slick and grotesque.

However, even so, Brak had no intention of surrendering.

Raising his head, Brak stared fiercely at the white five-headed Infernal Hound before him.

“Don’t be so arrogant! You beast! When my reinforcements arrive, I’ll immediately hack you to pieces, you abomination!”

However, faced with Brak’s intimidation, all five of Resentment’s ferocious heads simultaneously displayed expressions of mockery and disdain, as if hearing an amusing joke.

Seeing his words treated with such contempt, Brak was burning with rage.

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As a master of the Divine Departure Realm, he naturally had his own dignity.

Being despised? And by a Corrupted Beast, such a creature?

How could Brak tolerate this?

“Damn monster, I’ll fight you to the death!!!”

With a roar of rage, the Emissary of Paradise Manor spread his arms wide, and surging spiritual energy mixed with violent corrosive mist instantly spread in all directions with Brak at the center, transforming into a gigantic beast condensed from mist.

Though made of mist, it seemed to have physical form; its misty claws struck the ground, immediately causing an earthquake.

Roaring, with the momentum of mutual destruction, this pink mist beast lunged toward Resentment.

However, as the giant beast lunged forward, a pink figure suddenly burst from the beast’s back, speeding toward the distant horizon.

That’s right, this figure was Brak; the mist-condensed beast was merely a diversion to attract Resentment’s attention. His real purpose was to escape while he had the chance!

Dignity was important.

But was it as important as life?

He was a favorite of Lord Duan, with endless wealth and luxury to enjoy. How could he die in such a place? Fighting to the death with a Vassal Tier Corrupted Beast? That wasn’t his responsibility…

“Heh, only a fool would fight you to the death.”

After this contemptuous remark, Brak cast his gaze toward the distance, flying forward with all his might.

Of course, with his attention focused on escaping, Brak didn’t notice that the mist beast he left behind to buy time was immediately torn apart by Resentment’s five bloody maws and swallowed into its stomach.

After easily disposing of this mist beast, Resentment didn’t rush in pursuit, but just stood there silently, looking at Brak’s retreating figure with a sympathetic yet mocking gaze.

On the other side, feeling that Resentment wasn’t pursuing, a vicious smile appeared on Brak’s scarred face.

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Hmph, stupid dog.

So what if it’s Vassal Tier? Just a stray dog without Gaia Lobir’s protection… Once I escape, I’ll mobilize all kinds of heavy weapons and Paradise Manor’s experts… See how I’ll kill you then!

However, just as Brak was thinking this, as he accelerated his charge, he unexpectedly collided with something.

“BOOM!”

“Cough, cough, cough!”

With a loud crash and violent coughing of blood, the pink spiritual energy light suddenly collapsed, and Brak was sent flying back dozens of meters by whatever unknown thing he hit. After stabilizing himself with difficulty, Brak looked ahead in disbelief.

“What’s going on?!!”

The puzzled Brak charged forward again.

Then, unsurprisingly, he was bounced back again.

At this moment, Brak’s previous joy vanished completely, replaced by intense anxiety and confusion.

Both his naked eye and his perceptual field had confirmed there was nothing ahead?

Why… why couldn’t he pass through?

Why was this happening?!

Just as Brak was perplexed and anxiously continuing to collide with the barrier, a magnetic male voice echoed in his ears,

—”Stop struggling, you didn’t really think you could escape, did you? You know, right now… you’re in the boss’s stomach.”

As these words reached his ears, Brak’s eyes contracted, and he tremblingly turned to look behind him.

After turning around, a man with flowing white hair, dressed in a black coat and holding a tachi sword, was calmly floating dozens of meters behind him.

Though the man’s face was completely unfamiliar, after sensing the cold curse power aura around the man, Brak immediately recognized his true identity.

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It was the Vassal Tier monster he had been fighting earlier.

“Resentment…”

Due to the precedent of the Black Witch, a humanoid Vassal, when Brak saw Resentment appear before him in human form, he wasn’t too shocked.

However, seeing that Resentment had already reached behind him, Brak felt a sense of utter despair.

An unknown wall ahead, a Vassal Tier monster behind.

No escape…

“You’re the boss’s designated dessert~ Just surrender honestly, and you might suffer a little less torment.”

“Dream on!!”

Roaring in anger, mobilizing the last of his internal spiritual energy, Brak charged hysterically toward the white-haired man.

“I am an Emissary of Paradise Manor! How could I possibly surrender to a Corrupted Beast!”

In response, the white-haired man, or Zhouyu… just shook his head indifferently.

“I knew it…”

Raising an eyebrow contemptuously, Zhouyu gripped his tachi sword.

The next instant, the sword left its scabbard, a cold flash of light.

In a flash, Zhouyu completely evaded Brak’s perception field, appearing behind him, the sword already back in its scabbard.

Brak’s spiritual energy field suddenly collapsed, and his back gushed blood like a spring…

And along with the blood, Brak’s spine and his own Primordial Core flowed out…