The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1390 404: Chaos' Apostle (Part 4)

Now she was only thankful that she had listened to her father's advice...

Anjie, at the center of the explosion, let out a painful howl, her entire body feeling as if it was covered in burning tar!

It wasn't a true Chaos Chosen after all, just a puppet manipulated by the Dominator, with strength only slightly above silver, not yet reaching gold!

Regardless, that wasn't a destructive power it could withstand...

The aftermath of the explosion gradually faded, leaving the scene in ruins. Rubble and broken walls piled up like mountains, and the air was thick with the pungent smell of gunpowder and dust.

The third floor of the maze had been completely damaged, forming a downward slope, conveniently close to the maze core of the fourth floor below.

Perhaps, to bring the corrosion of Chaos as close as possible to the maze core, someone in the shadows had deliberately chosen this battlefield.

With his enticing whispers.

At the center of the ruins, the Flesh Giant Anjie had become lay on the ground, her massive body shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, while black chaotic Qi escaped like threads of steam.

She was already on the verge of death.

Hobbling through the dust, Ilana clenched her Magic Wand and walked step by step to her former companion. She had noticed it earlier — that twisted face was so familiar, especially those eyes, as if they were carved from the same mold as Anjie's.

"Anjie... is that you?" Ilana's voice trembled, with a hint of a slight sob, "Why... did it turn out like this?"

Ophelia had told her everything and sincerely apologized, acknowledging that she had messed up and should have told her the truth sooner, rather than endangering a friend for the sake of an adventure.

Ilana did not blame her; everyone has moments of immaturity.

Yet deep within, it was still hard to accept that her companion, who she spent day and night with, had been acting all along, all just to make her lower her guard...

The twisted monster's face revealed a rare look of shame and pain, avoiding Ilana's gaze, its voice weak and hoarse: "I... I don't know either... But... it's too late now... I don't ask for your forgiveness, I only beg you, grant me a swift end..."

"No!" Ilana almost refused without thinking, blurting out, "There must be a way, as long as we find Master Merk—"

"Why don't you understand!" Anjie screamed, as if her most fragile nerves had been struck, "This is the pollution of Chaos! Can't you see it?! I've become this wretched form, there's no going back! Do you really want me to disgrace myself in front of everyone again?!"

The shrill screech was like a groundhog getting its tail stepped on, tears mixed with black polluted blood streamed down her face.

In an attempt to anger Ilana and provoke her to act, she shouted everything out in a breakdown.

"Don't you get it?! I was acting under Lassitina's orders! I never really saw you as a friend! And just now, leaving you alone in the maze was our intention! Surprise! We've been planning this for a month!"

Having known all this, Ophelia silently walked to Ilana's side, gently holding her cold little hand.

Ilana listened quietly to all of Anjie's outbursts, a deep and indescribable sadness welling up in her emerald eyes.

Yet her voice remained firm, unshaken by what she heard.

"Even so, I still beg you to calm down and come out with us..."

Anjie shouted in collapse.

"Enough! Put away your fake kindness! I'll never go with you! Do I really have to act? Fine! Just wait there, wait for me to recover—"

"It's not fake, nor is it kindness." Ilana interrupted earnestly, her clear voice ringing out in the ruins, "It's because we must let people know the truth, uncover those truths that have yet to see the light of day! And find out who placed this power that doesn't belong to you into your hands..."

She took a deep breath and, with an unprecedented fierceness, yelled at the flesh pile fallen in the dust.

"How many times must it happen—"

"Last time it was the apprentices who bore it all, and this time it's the apprentices too, right?! How many more apprentices have to shoulder the blame that isn't theirs!"

"Are we here at the Mage Tower to seek truth, or to play as pawns in a pointless game of power!"

"Answer me! Anjie! Do you think this outcome is acceptable?!"

The resounding voice shocked everyone present.

Hard and Bain gaped, looking unbelievably at their usually quiet classmate, not expecting her to speak with such intensity.

Even Ophelia, who often discussed mathematical problems with her, now stared in amazement, as if seeing this seemingly frail girl for the first time.

Anjie was left speechless, her crumbling body shaking violently, a timid emotion overtaking her body.

"But... what can we do... no one will be willing to help me..."

"There is one person who can."

Ilana paused, her eyes shining with an unprecedented light of truth.

"If it's Prince Colin, he will surely see through the phantoms behind the mist, even if everyone else turns a blind eye or plays dumb."

This name made Anjie's body shudder.