knows Rance well, Rance is just that kind of paper tiger, a stupid spoiled rich kid....but is not something that evolves into an uncontrollable demon king just because it finds a suitable environment....Chapter 443: The Treatment of a Demon Princess from Huberia
The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●
Both Antanas and Sinora stared intently at the bracelets, waiting for a signal from the new king that he had completed his current level's work.
Not until the black crystal display on the wristband flickered to life, indicating they had completed all the content of this Helrom Prison Guard training exercise and unlocked the final layer's duty point trading function, did they immediately look at the list of inmates available for contract.
Soon, the small map on the screen outlined the complex corridor layout with deep purple lines, and flickering red dots marked the target's location.
The new king had apparently already paid the duty points. As members of the same squad, they could open the heavy gate to Truth's Praana's cell at any time once they reached it, allowing them to bypass further damage from this layer of the [Suspended Path of Rebirth].
Antanas' finger glided lightly across the screen, zooming in on the map's details, his gaze fixed on that red dot.
Sinora leaned closer, her pupils reflecting a shimmering light as she nodded rapidly, signaling to Antanas that she was ready.
"Second Princess, we're going to save Pranee. You stay here and rest well. Be careful."
Antanas turned back and looked at Huberlia, bidding her farewell for the time being.
"Um, yeah."
Hyberlian sat in the chair nodding, holding a cookie in her hand. She felt like everyone else was busy, and she could just relax and act as a supervisor.
It seems like this is part of her mission as the Goddess of Destiny, teaching priests, doesn't it
Why did it become like this...
Could this be the treatment of a demon princess
"Go."
After making arrangements with Huberlian, Antanas and Sinora hesitated for almost no time. They exchanged a glance and immediately rushed towards the frost corridor inside the Level 6 prison.
The air in the corridor was heavy with damp, cold air. Two shadows stirred up a gust of icy wind.
Antanas led the way, decisive and swift. Sinora followed closely behind, her eyes scanning the surroundings, ready to face any danger that might arise.
The visions in their eyes were constantly shifting, sometimes transforming into a hell that consumed them, and other times becoming beautiful scenery that beguiled their minds.
However, these illusions' attacks are not impervious to high-level magic defenses.
Antanas' fingertips flickered with pale blue light, constructing a transparent barrier that enveloped her and Sinola, deflecting the celestial disasters of the illusion one by one.
At the beginning, when a phantom attack hits the barrier, it produces a slight tremor, like a drop of water landing on a still lake, disappearing instantly.
As the phantoms in [The Path of Suspended Passing] grow increasingly powerful, the barrier begins to resemble a ship caught in a hurricane, struggling against the onslaught. Soon, it will be unable to hold, forcing Sinola to employ complex interference spells.
With the murmur of a Sinoa spell, she precisely weakened the illusory realm's magical damage.
Antanas and Sinora moved in perfect unison within the dream realm. The corridors echoed with their determined footsteps and the clash of magic, until finally, after a series of hallways and multiple turns, they arrived at the cell marked on the map.
Two powerful demons pushed open the cell door and charged into the room.
That's great!
Antanas waved to Sinora for a handshake, both of them only having minor injuries on their cheeks.
And Xynora hesitated slightly, a ghost of a smile touching her lips as she raised her hand in response to Antanas's celebratory gesture.
An hour ago, they were prisoners. Now, they are partners who can roam freely within the prison walls, a strange mix of excitement and liberation fills their hearts.
More importantly, the new king has gotten them permission to return to the base level. All they need to do is rescue True Plaina and get past the final hurdle set by the Warden of Bakkas, then they can leave this Helrom prison and begin a life of light in the Protoss Empire!
"By the way, where's Wang"
Xin'ola turned back to look at the transparent curtain left at the doorway, its edges still bearing that detestable sealing mechanism structure. It ensured the metal door fit perfectly with the frame.
She remembered when they arrived, the door hadn't been opened in advance.
"It will probably be a while."
Antanas didn't think it was strange.
Although Wang was stronger than them, he always conducted himself with grace and elegance.
Unlike the two who scurried into this cell, New King must have just finished his maintenance work on a certain level of the negative sixth floor. He's definitely coming over at an unhurried and elegant pace, estimated to arrive later than expected.
"That's how it is."
Xin'ola thought about it for a moment and then let go of her anger. She then crossed the threshold inside the cell with Antanas.
One could only see within the true space of this cell, a world apart from the outside. The deep gray walls were coated in frost, swallowing most of the light and echoes. The frosted dome appeared particularly heavy under the sparse lighting, like a forgotten abyss. Not even a breath could be heard; there was only the oppressive silence and the bone-chilling cold.
The special cell of the Truth's Plane was held aloft by several colossal, temple-like pillars of enchanted steel. They stretched upward, covered in a labyrinthine array of runes that flickered and pulsed with faint azure light under the dim illumination. Each beat of the luminescence gave both Antanas and Sinora the illusion of an unseen eye watching them from the shadows.
Xin's gaze quickly swept over this space that made her heart skip a beat, a place she didn't want to linger in. Finally, it settled on the center where the enchanted steel was locked and blocking the view.
From the gaps in the Devil-forged Steel, one could see a stone platform standing alone. It was covered in runes, and black ice crystal chains like venomous serpents coiled around it, tightly binding a demon.
Its elongated figure was tightly wrapped in a heavy restraint suit, from limbs to head it was strictly fixed within the sealed barrier. Even its face was covered by a cold mask, leaving only a few narrow slits, like a diver suffocating in the deep sea, able to survive only by relying on this meager oxygen.
Although heavily veiled by a formidable barrier, the Truth of Praenai's eyes, belonging to the imprisoned one, pierced through the gaps in his mask, reflecting the figures of the two visitors with a chilling and profound intensity.
For a single moment, he hesitated not. Even with the heavy enchantments and chains binding him, Pranay's magic had already begun to cause the mana-proof steel to tremble at the same frequency.
The ground beneath Antanas and Sinora suddenly erupted with black sparks, transforming into a gaping maw of hell. It was searing and ferocious, attempting to consume Sinora and Antanas in one fell swoop.
"Plarn, don't just jump into action without seeing me!"
Antanas quickly erected a defensive barrier in front of himself, attempting to block the searing black flames and protecting both himself and Sinora.
(The End)
[ ]aking too much eye contact with the soldiers.There are two passages leading from the platform level to the station hall.Either transfer to the transfer side or exit.Most passengers headed for the exit...