Chapter 110: Good Person

"Where are the others!?"

"This is… the Deepwater Prison of the second zone? But how did this place end up looking like this?"

The dark elves cried out in alarm, frantically lifting their feet, trying to escape the water beneath them.

The Deepwater Prison at this moment was completely different from what their intelligence had described.

There was not a trace of dryness; water elements were extremely active, the ground beneath their feet had turned into a vast ocean that reached their waists, and the air was filled with an intensely humid dampness.

"Quiet, all of you, calm down!"

"My lord…"

"Good Person" took a deep breath, suppressing the unease in her heart, and softly soothed her restless subordinates.

"This might be a characteristic of this prison; we just happened to be teleported here."

"As you can see, we've already entered the second zone ahead of schedule — this is an advantage!"

She nodded forcefully, rallying them:

"If we can find Svanje before anyone else, then in this rescue operation, our merit will be the greatest!"

"All the slaves can be picked over by us first!"

"The male slave you like can be snatched back from your mother, the female slave of yours can be demanded back from your daughter — all of this is possible!"

She vigorously painted a beautiful future, rallying morale, stirring up their emotions.

Watching her subordinates grow excited, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief as well.

Among those five legends, "Good Person" was indeed the best of them, but only from the dark elves' perspective.

In this slave-owning race famous throughout the world for its licentiousness, evil, and madness, a dark elf like her who would not actively abuse slaves was already extremely rare.

She was an uncommon great good person.

But she merely restrained herself from doing so; she would not point fingers at the behavior of others.

She was also a member of the dark elves, and a high-ranking noble among them, having from birth trampled upon the backs of slaves, enjoying the food watered by their fresh blood.

All of this, she never felt was any problem.

But just as everything had settled down and she was preparing to lead the team deeper, a cry of alarm shattered everyone's reverie.

"It's a Water Element Giant Spirit!!?"

Whoosh!

Accompanied by a surge of towering waves, a water-element giant fish over twenty meters long burst out of the surface, slamming heavily toward them.

"Dodge, quick!!!"

But before they could scatter, the giant fish shattered midair, transforming into sharp water spikes that shot toward the crowd.

Hiss hiss hiss!

The situation was critical; "Good Person" made a snap decision and reacted immediately, grabbing the subordinate beside her and shielding her in front of her body.

"My lord!? No! Ah!"

Hiss!

The spikes easily pierced through their bodies, turning into pillars of blood that dyed the seawater beneath them red.

The dark elf used as a human shield was gravely wounded, but did not die on the spot; she widened her eyes and stared at "Good Person," opening her mouth in agony:

"Why? I… cough cough! I curse you, you won't, have, a good end either…"

"Good Person" paid no heed to the wails of the already-dead, and casually twisted her neck to help her find release.

From this wave of impact just now, the subordinates by her side had already been killed clean; only she alone remained alive.

She cautiously narrowed her eyes, swiftly scanning her surroundings, trying to locate the one who had struck.

The enemy was not frightening.

What was frightening was not even being able to find the opponent's position.

Fortunately, the other party did not seem to have any intention of hiding herself in the first place, sitting openly on the reef at the center of the field.

It was that sea demon!

Her seven-colored fish tail stirred casually in the water, like an innocent young girl out playing in the water by a stream.

Her face was full of delight, and she hummed a cheerful song from her mouth.

"Hum~ hum~"

…Wait!

A song!!?

She — could it be — singing…?

Splash.

"Good Person" lowered her head and saw a hand that was continuously dissolving, floating on the water's surface.

More than startled, she felt it was somewhat strange, because that hand looked somewhat… familiar.

"This is, my, hand?"

Upon realizing this, "Good Person" lowered her head and discovered that her chest had long been pierced through, unknowingly corroded into a huge hollow.

She had not, just now, completely dodged it at all…

Upon thinking this last point, her consciousness gradually dissolved, and the last strength of her body gradually faded away.

The power of decay had long crawled up her spine like a maggot on bone, devouring her life.

"Good Person" fell heavily, tilting her head back as she plunged into the water.

There was no pain, nor did she feel any unease.

She closed her eyes in the water, warm as amniotic fluid, and lost her last breath.

…

【The good man, when the final wave has passed, cries out their fragile good deeds,

how they might once have danced so gloriously in the green bay,

raging, raging at the passing of the light.】

……

The "good man" felt no pain before death, and quietly welcomed his end.

But the "Madman" was not so fortunate.

He…… saw a dragon.

A slumbering giant dragon, sprawled upon the ground like a small hill.

"Gulp."

The "Madman" silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that his whole person was not well.

It was true that his personality was wild and arrogant.

It was also true that he was a legendary warrior.

But he was no fool!

He would not be stupid enough to try challenging a fully grown giant dragon alone.

Especially one that was clearly a "special individual"!

Even a legend would need at least a complete legendary party to have any chance of slaying such a giant dragon.

He held his breath, controlled every muscle in his body, gently lifted his foot, and tried to find a way out.

Slowly, inch by inch, he crept away, gradually putting distance between himself and that terrifying beast.

But just as if fate were playing a joke on him, just as the "Madman" was about to escape, another figure appeared out of thin air in this space.

"Where is this!?"

The panicked cry tore through the silence of this place, and also shredded the last shred of hope in the "Madman"'s heart.

"What is that!!? I……"

The panicked dark elf tried to shut his mouth, and upon seeing that "small hill" finally realized something, and hastily clamped a hand over his own mouth.

But it was already too late.

The dragon's regular, gentle breathing stopped at this moment, its eyelids twitched, and it slowly opened those enormous eyes.

The giant vertical pupils moved, and landed upon the tiny insect right before it.

Hmph.

The dragon disdainfully snorted a wave of scorching hot air from its nostrils, blowing the dark elf into a stagger, nearly causing him to fall flat.

"No! No……"

The dark elf who had appeared later muttered in despair, wanting to lift his lead-filled knees to flee.

Thud thud thud!

Heavy footsteps came from behind, and the "Madman" rushed to his side.

He turned his head joyfully, and let out a pleading cry from his mouth: "my lord! Save me……"

Then, his arm was seized in one grip.

"Ha!!!"

The "Madman" let out a furious roar, grabbed the dark elf by the arm and swung him up, then hurled him with all his might toward the dragon's mouth.

"Go to die!!!"

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