Chapter 682

The Ultimate Sacrifice

God Pyrrhos swung his hands aggressively, and the men performing the ritual were hurled through the air, crashing into the far corners of the field.

The moment their chanting ceased, I felt Arena surge back into me, our bond reforging like an unbreakable chain. She howled in my mind, her fury mirroring my

own.

Kaelvor snarled, his hands emanating thick black smoke, ready to strike. “What are you all doing in my realm?” he growled, his voice laced with venom.

“I should never have trusted you, Kaelvor,” my mother seethed, her body trembling with fury as she stepped toward me. She knelt, helping me to my feet, her warmth grounding me amidst the chaos.

Kaelvor let out a mocking laugh, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. “And yet, you were fool enough to do so.”