Chapter 2023: Choice

"Everyone has their own choices. I feel the Werewolf Clan is loyal enough, I am happy dealing with them, so is there a problem with me offering them advice?"

"No problem. You have your choices, so do whatever you want, it doesn't matter, really." Chen Yu said with a smile: "However, we also have the right to put an end to your current actions."

"Hahaha, last time it was truly your luck, but this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape from me so easily." Degula laughed loudly.

"It seems the one who ran away last time was you?" Chen Yu glanced at him: "Not letting me escape easily? How can you have the nerve to say such things?"

"Past events cannot prove anything." Degula said with a smile: "Anlieer, you are one of the leaders of the Werewolf Clan. This time, fight for your glory."

One of the Werewolf leaders let out a roar, his figure rapidly expanding, and the remaining few werewolves transformed at the same time; for a moment, the pressure increased once again.

Anlieer looked down at Chen Yu: "It was you who caused our hundred-man Werewolf Legion to be wiped out last time. This time, I will absolutely not let you go."

"Believe me, the destruction of the hundred-man Werewolf Legion is just the beginning." Chen Yu said coldly: "My goal is to make your Werewolf Clan completely disappear from this world, just like the Blood Clan, wiped out."

"Bastard, I will tear your mouth apart today and see what else you can brag about in the future." Anlieer roared.

"Then let's begin, we have already wasted a lot of time." Chen Yu spread his hands to show his helplessness.

"Warriors, charge." Anlieer roared at the two, his entire face distorted, turning into a wolf head, and then he lunged fiercely toward Chen Yu.

The other members of the Wolf Clan also howled at the sky one after another; a great battle was now unavoidable.

Xueli had already grasped the Holy Artifact in her hand. Three werewolves came head-on, and her figure flashed, turning into an arc of light, passing through those few werewolves.

The Holy Artifact in her hand traced a deep blue radiance in mid-air. With three 'pu' sounds, several members of the Werewolf Clan fell to the ground with a thud. A blood line appeared at their throats, and their entire heads were almost cleanly sliced off.

Chen Yu, meanwhile, faced the other two Werewolf leaders and Degula.

The sharp blade of Lichen struck out, slicing toward a werewolf's head. With a 'pu' sound, more than half of the head was sliced off.

The Sword Qi in his hand surged, instantly knocking down another person as well.

However, these two werewolves were actually just cannon fodder; their purpose was to buy more time for Degula.

Degula already had a Crystal Ball in his hand. At the same time the two werewolves fell, his chanting also finished.

He suddenly raised his head, let out a loud roar, and held the Crystal Ball in his hand upward.

The moment he raised the Crystal Ball, a crack split open in the center of it, and immediately after, an eye suddenly opened.

From the indifferent pupil, a terrifying light radiated. This was the Magic Pupil, and at this instant, Chen Yu suddenly felt a shock in his heart; his realm immediately showed signs of falling.

Chen Yu was startled; this was a situation he had never encountered before.

While it was called a fall in realm, it was actually a lapse in his state of mind, but the appearance of this situation was even more terrifying than his realm truly falling.

This indicated that his state of mind had already been controlled, and it was highly likely that a Heart Demon would be produced, which was ultimately very dangerous.

Everything went black before his eyes, and a world without light appeared.

"It's like this every time, with almost no originality." When he opened his eyes and saw the world before him clearly, he couldn't help but feel speechless.

Yes, no matter how intimidating the opening was, when he opened his eyes, the illusion before him was almost exactly the same.

Either it was pitch black, or it was Hell; in short, it was just summoning the part of a person's inner heart that they feared the most. This was the strongest aspect of mental-type attacks.

But now, Chen Yu was already immune to these things. The reason he fell for it was because the Mental Power of this Magic Eye was simply too powerful—so powerful that even Chen Yu had no way to break free and was forcibly dragged into the illusion.

However, Chen Yu didn't really buy into this. Since he was already inside, he might as well take a slow look around.

The darkness before his eyes gradually disappeared, and he appeared in the middle of a desert.

Yellow sand filled the sky, and besides the yellow sand, there wasn't even a blade of grass around.

He stood in the middle of this yellow sand, not knowing where he was, and even less knowing where he was going.

"This is really complicated." Chen Yu shook his head helplessly. He looked at everything before him and then walked forward at a leisurely pace.

With every step he took, his spirit became a fraction more dazed. After he walked ten steps, the scene before him changed.

In front of a huge divine statue, there was a broken sword.

And just at this moment, there was a vague guidance in his mind, telling him to pick up the sword on the ground and draw it across his own throat.

The voice in his mind was extremely seductive, as if whatever the voice said was the truth.

Chen Yu reached out his hand and picked up the sword, a look of hesitation appearing on his face.

"Yes, pick up this sword and slit your own throat." The chaotic voices in his mind condensed into a hoarse voice.

Chen Yu's hand seemed to be out of his control; the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and then he raised it toward his own throat.

"Yes, that's it." The voice became urgent: "Hurry, pick it up, slit your own throat, kill yourself."

"This world is full of sin. Leave this world and throw yourself into Hell; only then will you have the meaning of existence."

"Is this world really as meaningless as you say?" Chen Yu muttered to himself.

"It is. Humans are hypocritical and greedy. This world is filled with malice everywhere. Leave this world, go find the heaven that belongs to you, and Hell shall be your destination." The voice was extremely seductive, as if making one unable to wait to agree.

"Then why are you still alive?" Chen Yu looked at the blade in his hand. He suddenly raised his head and grinned slightly.

"Me?" The voice stiffened, and its tone was somewhat angry: "I am alive to grant you liberation."

"That is quite unnecessary." The smile on Chen Yu's face remained thick: "I will grasp my own life myself; I don't need you pointing fingers here."

"You..." The voice seemed to be choked up.

"What, you still don't intend to let me out?" Chen Yu said with a smile: "If you don't let me out, then I will take action to break free by force."

"This is the Magic Wheel Eye. In this world, no one can break free from the shackles of the Magic Wheel Eye."