Only a head was left, floating in the endless mist, his eyes filled with terror, shifting restlessly in the darkness.

The man who had once been invincible could now move nothing but his eyes and his mouth that could not make a sound.

At that moment, a sharp dagger appeared before him, thrusting straight toward the center of his brow.

A chilling sensation passed through his skull, a faint breeze seemingly blowing through it, bringing with it a slow and enduring pain that extracted his soul from his body.

It was over...

He, who had been tormented by nightmares for what seemed like a century, actually felt a hint of relief.

The world built of fog began to collapse, shattering into pieces and dissipating completely...

...

In the very center of the battlefield, Terrell took a deep breath of relief as he watched Qianqian suddenly arrive at the scene, after an initial few seconds of panic, he lowered the longbow he had fully drawn.

He had seen the ruler of the Land of Nightmare before.

Although the lady's Extraordinary Power was only at the silver level, its limit was unpredictable. As long as she was beside her people, she was almost invincible, even he, a Gold Level, was no match for her.

It was rare for anyone to annihilate their king before wiping out the clusters of Little Demons.

And it seemed the chosen one of the Chaos God had mistaken the order right from the start.

Were it him, he would have gone to all lengths to first drive away those Little Demons who were merely spectators.

"Ha, what a reckless fellow..."

The dried-up wooden staff in Terrell's hand suddenly came to life, emitting a raspy voice from its withered cracks.

"Are you talking about the Demon King?" Terrell whispered.

"Who else? He drags along human knights and adventurers to form an alliance and then suffers a spiritual power overload that knocks him out on the spot... I've never seen such a reckless person before."

Even though the ruler of the Land of Nightmare had stealthily propped him up on the back of an Earth Cave Spider, that little trick might escape others' eyes, but not its.

The entire forest was its eyes.

The rotten wooden staff huffed lightly, followed by a chilling laugh.

"However, you guys have stumbled upon a treasure. I have never seen a Demon King who cares about his subordinates to this extent. I'd believe you if you said he was a hero chosen by Saint Sis to challenge the labyrinth... However, surprisingly, he is indeed a Demon King sent here by the Demon God, with that unmistakable scent of greenness on him."

It seemed that a lot had changed in Hell over the last few centuries, the Demon King Territory in the Thunder County was still too backward.

Terrell did not speak, looking in the direction of the Demon King, he fell into deep thought and, after a moment, gave an ambiguous response.

"Perhaps... All we ever wanted was not much. The Gray Wind Tribe never expected to have a king who cared for his subordinates, but as long as he can end the chaos left over from Reggie Dragon's era and the labyrinth can provide a place for the Gray Wind Tribe under his new policy... I would be content."

"Content? Hahaha," the wooden staff laughed heartily, "You say you don't ask for much, but your demands are even greedier than a goblin's."

It took a full minute before the wooden staff seemed to have had enough laughter, slowly halting its laughter to say.

"Nevertheless, I think you might get to expect a little."

Terrell nodded.

"That's what I thought."

Shortly after his words fell, a young Dark Night Elf walked up to him, his face filled with disbelief.

"It's really over... we won?"

The Chaos that was prophesied to sweep everything away had just been strangled in its infancy...

It all went so smoothly it was unbelievable.

Honestly, when he saw that beam of light pierce through the fog and thrust into the sky, everyone was ready to pack up and move.

Including himself.

"Yes, we've won."

Terrell nodded, turning to look at the young hunter beside him, his serious face finally breaking into a gratified smile.

"The victory was hard-won! We must celebrate properly later!"

Seeing the smiling Clan Leader, the young hunter's face also showed a sense of relief, though the face he lifted still carried some worries.

"It went so smoothly, I even doubt——"

"Don't doubt."

Terrell placed a hand on his shoulder, cutting off his words, then gave a gentle pat,

"This unbelievable alliance itself is a miracle, self-doubt will only tarnish this glory... Thank the Demon God for our victory, let the future take care of itself. Even if the prophecy comes true, it may not happen on a day we get to see."

As his words ended, the outcome had already been decided in the distance.

The chosen one of Chaos, trapped in the "Land of Nightmare," was now rigid, unable to move.

Alex, who had led the troops to the scene, had already surrounded him with gunners.

But he did not order them to fire.

Because it was no longer necessary.

The Little Demon Queen, from her vantage point, casually flicked her right hand, sending three sharp swords flying like lightning, cleanly piercing his head, heart, and chest.

The red and black mist wrapping around the creature slowly dissipated, and the swollen flesh, like sparks from a fiery coal, peeled off his body and drifted away with the wind, vanishing into the gradually returning grey-white fog...

It was finished.

Looking at Knight Commander Mel, who was silently kneeling on the ground with three swords in his body, Alex felt an overwhelming sense of relief, leaning on a withered tree for support, he barely managed not to collapse to the ground.

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