"Hahaha, you brought this on yourselves. Don't think pure-blooded dragons can run wild in Little Garden. Among the three strongest races, yo
"Hahaha, you brought this on yourselves. Don't think pure-blooded dragons can run wild in Little Garden. Among the three strongest races, you're the least mysterious!"
Despite telling himself he had nothing to fear—two powerful women, one possibly a pure-blooded dragon—he felt confident.
He had a Star Spirit-level Demon Lord as his trump card. The other was only possibly a pure-blooded dragon. Maybe he was just scaring himself.
If it was just an ordinary dragon, it would be no match for Algol!
"How boring. When did I say I would fight? I wouldn't bother with an ant like you!"
"Arrogant fool, pay the price! Don't worry, I won't kill you! Such perfect goods will be as popular as that little vampire, right? As for her, I'll break her limbs and repeatedly defile her beautiful body!"
Touching his shattered arm, Laius's face twisted with cruelty.
"Oh, Canaria, it seems he's still obsessed with you. I didn't realize you were so popular with women."
Canaria tilted her head, as if trying to look troubled. But her expression remained unchanged.
"My lady, what should we do?"
"Enact judgment, in the name of the Scourge."
The smile vanished from Azi's face, replaced by cold cruelty. She turned to leave the hall.
"As you wish. Your will is everything."
Bowing slightly to Azi's departing back, Canaria turned to the monstrous figure before her.
"Ra, GYAAAAAaaaaaa!!" The woman known as the "Demon Lord Algol" roared and screamed, charging at Canaria, but froze as frost instantly encased her legs, bringing her crashing to the ground.
The stone tiles beneath her exploded outward. The frenzied Demon Lord roared again, this time a wail of agony.
"The commonality 'Perseus,' in the name of the Scourge, shall receive divine punishment!"
The four characters of "Scourge Legion" briefly brought Laius back to his senses. When the remnants of his sanity recalled what those words meant, it was already too late.
Countless black contract documents fluttered down from the sky, devoid of any information except the word 'Death,' written in blood-red ink.
Bringing calamity! Bringing death! Bringing destruction! Merciless! Unreasonable! Unjust! The strongest Demon Lord commonality of Little Garden's Third Outer Layer, the Scourge Legion!
Had… had he provoked such a being? Laius stood there, dazed, forgetting to command Algol to attack.
The black contract documents continued to fall like a relentless downpour, and a sharp cracking sound echoed from Canaria's palm.
Canaria's hand clenched into a fist. A chaotic network of black cracks appeared in her palm; she had crushed the space within her hand.
Creating a small spatial rupture using one's own power might not be surprising; even Algol could do it. But Canaria was a mage, not a brute-force fighter.
"Frost… Nova!"
A low murmur. An insignificant ice sphere in her palm gradually expanded, laced with countless black threads like a spiderweb.
Those were the shattered fragments of space. This wasn't a simple spatial rupture. The black cracks were completely coated with frost, frozen open!
Freezing space with cold… what kind of extreme cold was needed?!
Canaria's Frost Nova was a miracle!
The next moment, pure white mixed with black completely erased 'Perseus' from Little Garden.
Though it was daytime, the sky above 26745 Outer Gate was shrouded in black.
It wasn't clouds or birds, but countless black contract documents—the contracts of the Demon Lord's Gift Game!
"What happened?"
Several people, preparing to visit 'Perseus' headquarters at the 'Summoning Eye's' eighty-eighth branch in 26745 Outer Gate, stopped.
Kuro Usagi had intended to go alone, but Arthas and Sakamaki Izayoi were worried. Kudou Asuka and Kusakabe Yō feared Kuro Usagi might agree to Laius's unreasonable request. So they all came together.
With Shiroyasha's help, they successfully passed through the boundary gate and arrived at the Fifth Outer Layer. Seeing the sight at 26745 Outer Gate, everyone fell silent.
Countless black contract documents fluttered down from the sky like a never-ending downpour, carrying an aura of despair and death.
Each Demon Lord's methods differed, but when initiating a Gift Game, they would always scatter challenge contracts.
This was Little Garden's rule. While Demon Lords could freely initiate Gift Games, they couldn't violate this rule.
The number of contracts and the power emanating from them reflected the Demon Lord's strength.
This level of Gift Game, this despairing power and aura, rekindled Kuro Usagi's deep-seated fear.
Her destroyed hometown, her shattered commonality… everything replayed in her mind, accompanied by the falling contracts.
"Kuro Usagi! Kuro Usagi, are you alright? What's wrong?"
Kudou Asuka worriedly shook Kuro Usagi, while Sakamaki Izayoi picked up a black contract, his eyes fixated on the word 'Death.'
"What does it say?"
"It's not pleasant…"
Sakamaki Izayoi said wryly, showing the contract to everyone. Seeing the word 'Death' covering the entire document, everyone fell silent.
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