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As for her excitement... it naturally stemmed from Ansel\'s power, his uniqueness.

Me, so strong, and Ansel, so closely aligned with the abyss, how powerful would our offspring… be!

Ansel ignored the intense desire in her eyes, his voice indifferent: "You have no reason to yield to me, and I have no reason to bow to you, Evora."

The young Hydral\'s exquisite scepter transformed into a hand cannon with a twist, a heavy and ornate masterpiece of the alchemist god.

"So, you wish to fight over a nonsensical game?" E

Evora revealed a dangerously excited smile: "I wouldn\'t mind turning this place, and everything beyond, into scorched earth."

She grabbed Ansel\'s hand, pressing the gun\'s muzzle against her forehead, her flushed face of excitement chilling to behold:

"Let\'s start, NOW!"

Two future divine beings stood in opposition.

There were no flames scorching the sky, no thunder tearing everything apart, no storms, no earth-shattering... They had not yet displayed their power, but it was enough to instill a primal fear in anyone.

It was an instinctive submission, a pure fear of beings,,, whose existence was far beyond one\'s own.

In such a standoff, the lifeless-eyed Ravenna Ziegler seemed so insignificant.

Watching Evora, excited and uncaring about the city, its people, or anyone else, with eyes only for Ansel, she understood why Ansel said the game was over.

Because Ansel could control anyone, could limit any malevolent extraordinary being, but he could never... limit Evora.

When the tyrannical Elder Princess turned her attention here and took an interest, the game was essentially over.

Ansel had no reason to fall out with Evora over this game, despite their sharp differences. After all, Hydral and Flamefeast could never truly be enemies.

Ansel was merely… maintaining necessary appearances; this game held no value for him. He didn\'t care about any revolution; he just wanted to use it to destroy me.

Ravenna thought this, but her dead eyes remained untroubled.

What difference would understanding make? Just like every carefully calculated scheme by Ansel in the past, even if she could see through it in the end, she was powerless to change anything.

More importantly, this destruction was different from the past; Ansel was destroying... the beacon she relied on to move forward through the vast maze, which she regarded as her belief.

Now, that beacon was shattered, barely maintaining its last shape.

Yet, Ravenna dares not advance any further.

For this is no longer a matter of sacrifice... but rather, she is utterly clueless on how to proceed, ignorant of which path is the correct one.

Were it not for the tangible benefits reaped by many, were it not for this reality that lent the beacon its final reinforcement, she might have already vanished into the vast oblivion.

Is this... the end?

Her vacant eyes reflected the scene of Ansel\'s finger poised on the trigger.

Both parties stepped back, pretending as if nothing had occurred, yet Evora surely possessed the capability to reverse-engineer the uniqueness of this land, and then, then... the worst would unfold.

Ravenna wished to speak, to avoid this despairing possibility, yet she found herself utterly incapable of uttering a word.

— Do you know what to say? Do you know the right words? Is this intervention truly beneficial for the innocent civilians? Can your plea... truly bring them aid?

Such nihilistic despair sealed off all her avenues.

Thus, she could only watch, helplessly witnessing everything spiral into the worst possible outcome—

Bang!

The dim purple of her eyes reflected the gleam from Gleipnir\'s barrel, and like an antiquated, sluggish puppet, it took her several seconds before her pupils sharply contracted.

Just now, did Ansel... fire?

"Ansel!!!"

A furious roar echoed over Pelican City, as Evora appeared some distance away, clutching her profusely bleeding cheek, her expression ferociously twisted:

"How dare you... How dare you!!"

Bang!

Another gunshot, and Ansel of Hydral, expressionless, pulled the trigger without hesitation. This time, the skies of Pelican City were instantly obscured by surging blood flames, not even the sunlight could penetrate the destructive firelight summoned!

"A—N—S—E—L!"

"Evora, was my demeanor towards you overly gentle and proper?"

Ansel said, tilting his head slightly, his finger on the trigger gradually tightening:

"Did it lead you to truly believe that you are above me, that the Flamefeast is above Hydral?"

He raised his other hand, the solemn serpent ring symbolizing his identity as Hydral emitted a dark glow.

"Shall we test?" the young Hydral smiled, "When my father and your mother arrive here, who will stand by your side."

"You... madman!"

Standing not far away, Evora\'s expression was somewhat frenzied: "Don\'t think that I will just..."

Mid-sentence, she fell silent.

The bullet that should have shattered Evora\'s skull merely grazed her cheek, but even just a graze, the abnormal amount of bleeding and the wound\'s failure to heal, attested to the first shot\'s threat.

And what silenced Evora was not just that, but the latter half of Ansel\'s words.

When silence falls, who advances and who retreats is crystal clear.

"Evora," Ravenna\'s ears rang with Ansel\'s voice.

"I wish to see this game conclude satisfactorily, not ruined inexplicably in your hands."

Ansel...

A glimmer of hope suddenly burst through her dim, lifeless eyes.

Could it be that Ansel sees this not merely as a frivolous game?

Indeed... he, too, desires to witness it all, to see such change... He has never been indifferent; I\'ve always known... he has always cared!

Otherwise, how could he respond and manage so adeptly? He had studied and prepared long before, only giving up in the end… due to that irresistible issue.

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