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Damon clearly felt the changes within him, yet he couldn't grasp what was happening. Lost in thought, another Vibration Slash came at him, but this time he wisely chose not to use the Golden Trident.
However, Shasha merely smiled coldly, thinking that this would allow him to evade the hidden Void Shock.
Remaining stationary, he unleashed eighteen rapid Vibration Slashes in succession.
Seeing these attacks, Damon did not dodge or evade. Instead, he slammed the Golden Trident down into the ground, causing deep crimson ripples to spread out and form an incredibly sturdy protective net.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The eighteen attacks were all neutralized one by one, and Damon wore a smug expression. "How about that? You have no way out now, do you?"
Shasha merely shrugged dismissively, leaning on his sword and appearing to genuinely give up resistance.
Just as Damon was about to taunt him again, he suddenly felt as if all his strength had drained away. A wave of sickly sweet air surged up from his throat, and before he could hold it back, blood gushed out as he opened his mouth.
He pressed his left hand against his mouth in an attempt to stop the relentless flow of blood, but it continued to seep through his fingers. His knees felt as if they were being pulled down by an immense weight, and finally unable to bear it any longer, he collapsed to the ground. The Golden Trident was thrown aside as he mumbled weakly, "What have you done to me?!"
"Your internal organs are already shattered," Shasha replied coolly. "Less talking might help you survive a little longer."
Damon fell silent as the blood pooled around him, slowly spreading out. He helplessly slumped onto the ground.
Looking at what seemed to be a lifeless Damon, the space transformed back into the appearance of a villa's hall. Standing on the second floor was Elizabeth, her expression complex.
"You owe me an explanation," Shasha said indifferently, revealing no hint of emotion.
Though he felt anger at his friend's betrayal, he remained rational and wouldn't recklessly kill Elizabeth in a fit of rage. She must have her reasons for acting this way; why not choose to listen?
"I have nothing to explain. Just kill me!" Elizabeth said with a sorrowful smile as she slowly closed her eyes.
Failure of the mission meant that her brother was already dead, and he was her only family.
From the moment she left Shasha and arrived at the villa, she had prepared herself for death. If the mission succeeded, she would pay with her life; if it failed, losing her only relative made her unwilling to continue living.
This was the first time she had shown such despair. The previous Elizabeth had been full of confidence, seemingly unbreakable by anything. What could have caused her to lose the will to live?
Was it guilt over herself? Perhaps, but that was certainly not the main reason!
As Shasha pondered this, Elizabeth, who had been silent for a while, suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it fiercely toward her own heart, her expression resolute.
Shasha was startled and instinctively released Vibration. Before the dagger could pierce Elizabeth's heart, it shattered into iron shards.
Elizabeth opened her eyes without feeling any pain. Looking at the remaining handle of the dagger, she suddenly became hysterical. "Why won't you let me die?!"
"Not until I understand what happened!"
Shasha moved swiftly to Elizabeth's side and knocked her unconscious. Looking at her lying quietly in his arms, Shasha couldn't help but sigh. What could have driven her to such an extent?
A figure in a black robe suddenly appeared; it was Tessa, who had collaborated with Elizabeth for many years. Upon seeing Damon lying in a pool of blood and the unconscious Elizabeth, she fell silent for a moment before saying lightly, "It seems Black Queen's plan has failed again."
To Tessa's sudden appearance, Shasha replied coldly, "You Black Queen really excel at manipulating people's hearts. I must admit I'm impressed by how you've reduced Elizabeth to this state."
Tessa chuckled lightly at his words. "If your only family member were controlled and used to coerce you into betraying your friends, you would probably react similarly. Under such dual pressure, if your spirit didn't collapse, it would be surprising."
Shasha looked at Tessa with surprise as she easily revealed the whole situation. After a moment of silence, he slowly asked, "Why are you helping me?"
"Helping you? You seem to misunderstand. I just don't want my friend to be sad," Tessa replied dismissively with a smile. She then pointed at Damon, who lay on the ground as if he were dead. "I’ll take this guy away; you don’t mind, do you? Although he’s just a pawn, he’s a useful one."
Shasha responded calmly, "In exchange for that, you need to tell me where her brother is."
"Who knows? Perhaps it's right here in this villa," Tessa said with a playful smile as she slowly vanished with Damon.
After Tessa left, Shasha began searching the rooms one by one and finally discovered a bound and unconscious boy in a guest room off the parlor. This must be Elizabeth's brother.
At that moment, Shasha realized just how deep Black Queen's thoughts ran. She had never intended to kill Elizabeth's brother; instead, she continuously inflicted psychological pressure on Elizabeth.
In the end, regardless of the outcome, her fate was death, and it would be at her own hands.
Indeed, Black Queen was skilled at manipulating people's hearts.
But the more this was the case, the more Shasha felt disgusted by her. With an air of superiority, she treated everyone as mere pawns. This self-proclaimed godlike behavior was utterly nauseating.
In her eyes, the struggle for power and profit was likely just a pastime to alleviate her boredom. Perhaps she had been seeking a rival all along to relieve her millennia of loneliness.
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