Greya was hanging in the middle of a pile of strings.
Her entire body was pierced by the strings, and her blood kept flowing out. The white strings were dyed red by her blood.
Her posture was also very strange. She was like a puppet, as if these threads were connected to an unknown puppeteer, putting her in the strange posture of a puppet.
Her body was surrounded by strange light spots. These light spots tried to merge into her body again and again, but they failed every time.
Greya was panting heavily. She tried to drive the light spots away again, but the truth-finder soul in her Soul Space was getting weaker and weaker. If the truth-finder soul fell into a deep slumber, the light spots would invade her body in the next second.
"Ah —" A strange sucking sensation came from the spot where his finger had been pierced.
Not only were these threads controlling her body, but they were also sucking her blood from time to time.
The pain caused Greya's body to tremble again. But every time she moved, the holes on her body would widen. The threads were sharper than blades. They were not only sucking her blood, but also cutting her flesh.
Blood, flesh, and light spots. Greya didn't know how long she could hold on under these three conditions.
Her mana pool in her mind space was almost exhausted. She had to rely on her truth-finder soul to hold on. However, she had already held on for two days. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before she would either be invaded by the light spots, bleed to death, or be torn apart by the threads?
Heh … Greya smiled bitterly.
As a Gourmet Wizard, she had been captured and fallen into traps. She had ventured into the Abyss, escaped from the Nightmare Realm, and experienced unimaginable dangers. Finally, she set foot on the path of truth and became a Gourmet Wizard.
She did not expect that she would die in this place, in the hands of a fox.
Felicia was still in Dark Castle, and all communication was blocked in the Realm of Darkness. Her last hope was gone.
No one would come to save her, right? Greya stared into the darkness and slowly lost her focus. She didn't have many friends in the World of Adepts. Even if someone did treat her as a friend, they wouldn't be so bored as to ask a prophet to check on her condition, would they?
As the spirit of truth grew weaker and weaker, the soul of the main body began to stir.
Greya knew that the moment her soul was destroyed, she would die for good. There was a moment when she thought of simply giving up, but she was unwilling. It had been so difficult for her to reach this point. Why should she give up?
All Greya could do was put up a desperate struggle.
Even if she knew that no one would come to save her, what if a miracle happened?
This time, Greya's face was already turning pale, and her threads were turning pink.
In her mind, the only thing she was thankful for was that these threads did not pass through her heart and could not suck away her essence blood. Otherwise, she would have died long ago.
However, even though it was only normal blood flowing through her veins, she was unable to hold on any longer.
When she was dying, the world was dark, and her consciousness began to fall into the Extreme Frozen Land. At this moment, she even had the mood to wonder why the fox didn't kill her.
The miracle did not happen … Greya slowly closed her eyes.
"Ji Ji —"
Greya suddenly opened her eyes like a zombie. She thought she heard Toby's voice. Greya couldn't believe it. Was she hallucinating before she died?
"Ji Ji Ji —"
Was that really Toby's voice?! This time, Greya clearly heard the familiar voice.
Why is Toby here? At the same time, Greya thought about Sunders and Angor. Did they bring it here?
"Toby?" Greya tried to call Toby's name, but her throat was pierced by a string, and her voice was so weak that she could barely hear herself.
At this moment, a dim yellow light lit up not far from her.
"Greya, looks like you're going to owe me a favor this time." A magnetic voice came from behind the light.
Greya struggled to look up and saw a blurry figure among her messy hair. She already knew who it was from the voice, but she still wanted to see if it was her illusion.
As it turned out, she wasn't hallucinating.
Sunders was standing behind the dim light, Angor was floating beside him, and Toby was flapping his wings while holding an oil lamp in his mouth.
Greya's eyes suddenly felt hot, and she felt a numbing sensation in her nose.
She tried her best to hold back the feeling that she hadn't felt for hundreds of years. She let her hair cover her face and muttered, "I can't believe you saw me like this. How embarrassing."
"Not bad. You look like a character in a puppet show," Sunders answered casually while observing the strings with a grim look.
"Are you alright, Lady Greya?" Angor stepped forward worriedly.
Greya quickly stopped him. In her panic, the strings in her throat moved, and blood and flesh flowed out from her mouth. She tried her best to suppress the pain. "Don't come any closer. They're very sharp."
Angor stopped, while Toby lunged at Greya without hesitation.
Toby was small, so he managed to find a way to reach Greya's side even though the hall was filled with threads.
Toby rubbed Greya's face with a worried look.
"Don't worry. I'm fine," Greya said in a small voice.
She almost gave up not long ago, but now, she saw hope again.
Sunders rubbed his thumb and middle finger together. With a snap, a sun-like source of light rose from the teleportation hall and illuminated the entire place.
It was a level-2 cantrip, the second evolution of Light, called Light Ray.
Normal Magi would probably stop after learning Brilliant Light, which was the advanced version of Illumination. Apart from lighting up the area, there wasn't much else that could be done. Blinding one's opponent was another way of fighting. Although it was useful against apprentices, it was useless against wizards. Angor wondered if Sunders had too much time on his hands to learn the second evolution of Light Ray.
But he had to admit that the Light of Light spell had brightened up the entire teleportation hall. There were no longer any corners that could be missed.
He finally noticed what was happening in the teleportation hall.
A dozen or so portals were destroyed. There were obvious traces of damage on the floor. The magic array engraved on the floor was destroyed as well.
Other than the broken teleportation array, almost everything else in the hall was intact. It was obvious that this teleportation array had been deliberately destroyed.
Greya's position was at the center of the hall, which was completely sealed off by countless strings.
The strings were connected to the stone pillars in the hall. Some of the pillars were cut in half, and the ground was covered with dust, but the strings were still intact.
Angor assumed that the loud noise they heard was the collapse of the stone pillar.
But now was not the time to worry about that. He had to save Greya from the strings first. Angor noticed that the strings that went through Greya's body were already turning red. There was also a large pool of blood on the floor. Something bad might happen if he didn't save Greya now.
Seeing that Sunders was still observing the strings, Angor approached one that wasn't connected to Greya and tried to use the sequence of gravity to cut it.
However, Angor released a ball of gray aura. The string trembled, and a nearby stone pillar was cut in half. The pillar collapsed with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust.
When the dust settled, Angor ran out of the hall with his face covered in dust. Under Sunders' cold stare, Angor put on an innocent look and said, "I only touched it a little —"
"If the sequence of gravity counts as a little …" Sunders didn't continue.
Fortunately, the string wasn't connected to Greya. Otherwise, it would cause more damage.
"The red fox must have made these threads, right?" Sunders suddenly asked.
Greya coughed up blood. "Yes. Did you see the fox?"
Sunders shook his head. "No. I'm looking for it too." With that, Sunders cast a healing spell on Greya — Resuscitate.
Thanks to the green aura, Greya's wounds were mostly healed. However, the strings were still there, and they were still a threat.
At least for now, Greya looked much better than before.
"Thank you," Greya mumbled.
Sunders chuckled. He created a new Spirit Bond and dragged Greya into it. Now, Greya was added to the bond.
"Let me think about how to deal with these strings first." Sunders sent his spirit wave to Greya.
Due to the string in her throat, Greya felt great pain every time she tried to speak. Fortunately, Sunders' Spirit Bond helped her out of this problem.
Unfortunately, Toby wasn't allowed to join Sunders' Spirit Bond.
"How did you run into Fox, Lady Greya?" Angor asked through the Spirit Bond while Sunders checked the strings.
"Fox? You mean that arrogant fox is called Fox? "Greya asked.
Angor nodded. "Yes."
"So it's Fox. No wonder there's always strange praises coming from outside, praising Fox or something." Greya frowned. "But why isn't anyone responding to such a loud noise? Other than the strange praises, no one else came to the Teleportation Hall. "
"Lady Greya, you don't know what those light spots are for?" Angor asked.
Greya shook her head. "I have a feeling that they're trying to harm me. But I don't know what they're for."
"It's a long story. I'll have to start from when the darkness came …" Angor decided to explain everything that happened after the darkness showed up.
Greya listened carefully. "If Sleepless City is about to fall, and no one dares to come here, why did you choose to come? Also, I noticed that the spots of light surrounding me left after you came in. "
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