CHAPTER 108: 108 "STERN ONES" (2/3)

Whoosh—bang.

Splatter.

Under the immense force, the Dark Elf, hurled like a cannonball, didn’t even let out a scream before slamming into the Giant Dragon’s face and becoming a mushy pulp.

Dead on the spot!

"Hmm!!?"

The Giant Dragon was also bewildered by the "Madman’s" sudden outburst, blinking in confusion and trying hard to look down towards its mouth corner.

What hit my mouth?

What on earth...

The "Madman" seized this moment of the Giant Dragon’s distraction to unleash all his strength.

"Ha!"

He took a deep breath and pounded his chest with force.

Bang!

Berserk.

His body noticeably swelled, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, his muscles bulged and twitched, and even the short hair on his head stood on end.

But this was far from over.

In the face of life and death, he wasn’t going to hold back at all!

Bang!

Bloodthirsty Frenzy!

Bang!

Undying Frenzy!

Bang!

Legendary Frenzy!

"Roar!!!"

With the accumulation of several frenzy abilities, the "Madman" had expanded from an original height of two meters into a small giant five meters tall and five meters wide.

The "Madman" was completely unrecognizable, his disproportionately small head looking out of place on such a body.

Covered in black and purple, with knotted muscles, his heart thundered in his chest, and blood mixed with bits of viscera leaked from the corner of his mouth.

This state could not be maintained for long, and soon his body would collapse under the strain.

But for now, the "Madman" was immensely powerful.

At the cost of his life, he gained unprecedented power.

He even had a feeling that he could strangle a dragon!

Spurred by this insane determination, he acted.

He charged towards the Giant Dragon.

I am strong.

I won’t die!

I will survive!

As long as I kill it, I can survive!

Yes.

Just like every time I’ve faced a life and death crisis.

My legendary path is forged this way!

Kill it, and I am the victor!

The small giant ran with a booming sound, his chest swelling, letting out a frenzied roar that echoed through the Endless Maze.

"Go! Die!"

It was at this moment that the stunned Giant Dragon finally realized what was happening.

"Ugh!"

"You damned creature!!!"

The Giant Dragon, humanized, made a disdainful gesture of wiping its face with a claw, letting out a gag: "What have you done!!?"

"Ugh!"

Swish—

With a mighty flap of its wings, the Giant Dragon soared into the air, the gust from its wings blowing the "Madman" back two meters!

Charge!

Charging forward

The massive impact cleared the "Madman’s" mind for a moment, suddenly realizing the kind of monster he was truly facing.

"No, wrong!"

But realizing now was perhaps too late.

Because his actions had deeply enraged a beast that had been holding back its strength.

Roar—

"I will kill you!!!"

The violent Dragon of Frenzy originally intended to hold back, fight casually just for the exercise, with no need to kill...

But now it seemed someone refused to accept that.

Not only refused to run but dared to provoke her deliberately!

She was in a state of extreme rage.

And so.

The scorching sun descended.

An endless fire filled the entire space.

The berserk Warrior naively tried to block the fire with his arms, but in the end, blocked nothing.

Roaring in the flames, wailing, begging...

Ultimately turning into a pile of ashes.

...

[The berserk ones grasp and sing of the soaring sun,

understand, but too late, making the sun weep along the way,

nor do they go into that good night gently.]

...

"Though I don’t know what happened, we’re probably already in the Prison of Darkness."

The old woman called "Zula" furrowed her brows, rubbing her staff with her fingers, and asked sternly to those around her: "Can we confirm our current location?"

"Milady, I’m afraid not... We did not enter according to the original plan."

That person hesitated before speaking softly: "According to the message that was sent back, as long as we entered here, Lady Svanni should be able to sense us."

Zula nodded slowly.

"Then let’s wait for now, don’t act rashly."

Though in darkness, the ten Dark Elves remained very calm.

They were a race living in the Dark Territory, almost all possessing certain night vision abilities, unbothered by such an environment.

Just a while longer, and the nine of us should be able to find Svanni.

Afterward, even if we don’t meet anyone else, eight of us are enough to break her out; if others can’t keep up, they can stay to share the fire with the remaining seven.

Even with only six, it’s enough to rally the others...

"..."

Suddenly, a disquieting murmur echoed in the dark.

"Are we missing someone?"

After the team had gradually decreased to half, someone finally realized something was amiss.

She shook her head vigorously and said in pain:

"Are we only four people originally!!? Wasn’t it five?"

"No, wrong, I saw it! We originally..."

Halfway through speaking, she suddenly ran wildly into the distance, quickly disappearing from sight.

"What’s wrong with her!"

"Lady Zula, should we pursue!?"

"The three of us can’t split... no, wrong!"

At this moment, Zula finally realized that perhaps something was wrong with their consciousness.

The "Serious One" suddenly opened his eyes, his old, wrinkled skin stretching at this moment, a shudder coursing through him.

No, no!

What he saw might not be real.

Could it be that they were all trapped in an Illusion Realm?

Had they not actually moved?

Thinking of this, the "Serious One" was profoundly shaken, letting out an owl-like shriek from his mouth.

"WAKE UP!!!"

The piercing sound stabbed into the ears of the remaining two like a blade, forcing painful cries from them.

"Ah!"

But as blood flowed from their ears, the scene before their eyes changed.

The illusion shattered!

They were still standing in a lightless space, but now there was a massive Black Iron Coffin before them, and... seven or eight shriveled corpses lying in front of it.

They saw a head.

A beautiful head emerged from the coffin, eyes slowly opening, and, licking the blood from her lips, revealed a seductive yet manic smile at them.

"So you’ve awakened? Alas, why bother?"

"Clearly, it could have ended painlessly if you’d just waited a bit longer, but you had to wake up now, how unlucky for you."

"But it’s okay to wake up, I can still make you sleep again."

The Vampire Prince, refreshed from a long-missed feast, nodded contentedly at the serious and uneasy ones before her, smiling as she said:

"Alright, I’ll say this once."

"Give me your blood."

...

[Serious people, approaching death, see dazzling visions,

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors with joy,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.]