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Chapter 202, 201: A Blessing with Two Women, Upon Waking, Strength Greatly Increased!

"Clap clap clap!"

In the dream world, the emcee beamed with smiles, and the guests erupted in applause.

The lavish wedding continued in a subtle atmosphere.

When the emcee announced that the three newlyweds had exchanged rings, Celia's tense nerves finally reached their limit.

"Guyuan!"

She questioned in a low voice, "Why hasn't the magic been lifted yet? Did you really kill that demon?"

They had reached the halfway point, and she had never seen a demon survive for so long after being cut in half at the waist.

Gu Yuan's gaze swept over the lifelike audience members below the stage, and he calmly replied, "Of course."

He pondered for a moment, "Perhaps that guy altered the flow of time before he died."

"No need to rush. Since it's magic, no matter how much time passes here, it will only take a few seconds outside. Just wait."

"Wait?" Celia practically spat out the words, but the emcee had already walked up to them with the ring in hand.

Under the watchful eyes of countless "blessings," she stiffly extended her hand, allowing Gu Yuan to slip the exquisite ring onto her ring finger.

Next was Miliealdé.

The emcee, seemingly oblivious to the awkward atmosphere, announced in an even more enthusiastic tone: "Now, please have the newlyweds kiss, as a symbol of their eternal love—"

Before she could finish speaking, the words "kissing ceremony" exploded in Celie's mind like a thunderbolt.

The string of reason in Celia's mind snapped!

What time flow, what waiting, what long-term planning—all vanished in this moment!

She could not tolerate for a moment this illusion that desecrated her will and toyed with her dignity!

"That's enough!"

A shout filled with immense humiliation and anger suddenly erupted! Unrestrained, boundless magical power surged forth from her petite body!

The blast wave overturned the exquisite long table, and the sounds of shattering cups and plates, along with the screams of the guests, filled the wedding hall into chaos.

Just as this out-of-control magic was about to cause even greater destruction, and might even affect Miliald, who was standing nearby—

"Ugh."

A soft sigh.

Gu Yuan made a move.

Before Celia's magic could completely go berserk, the chop had already landed precisely on the back of her neck.

Snapped.

Celia's body went limp and collapsed, and Gu Yuan reached out to catch her.

He looked up at the emcee on the stage, who was pale with fright, and said in an unyielding tone, "I'm sorry, she's not mentally stable and needs to rest."

"Let's postpone the wedding to another date."

The emcee, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, wiped away his cold sweat and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes—please proceed, Madam is more important—"

Gu Yuan said no more, carrying the unconscious Celia, ignoring the mess in the hall and the fake look of fear, and strode away from the chaotic hall.

Millie Alde stood there, watching Gu Yuan's departing figure, then looked down at the ring on her ring finger, her thin lips slightly pursed, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She could understand Celia's resolute decision, but she also felt a pang of sadness.

She sighed softly, gave the emcee an apologetic look, and quickly followed, wanting to see how Gu Yuan would handle the situation.

Outside the dream, Kraft trudged through the deep snow, her figure moving swiftly through the wind and snow.

As he approached the Demon King's castle, he saw those figures frozen in the snow.

"It really was them—"

Kraft glanced at Gu Yuan and the two elven girls beside him, as well as the dissipating remains of the demon on the ground, and a realization flashed in his eyes.

Combining the terrifying destructive power he had sensed before with the news of the Demon King's fall, a clear deduction took shape in his mind.

That legendary hero was not some reclusive stranger, but the very person in front of us who was using an alias, Gu Yuan!

"Using a false name to travel the world and do the deeds of a hero—no wonder he is capable of defeating the Demon King."

He was deeply moved, and his admiration for Gu Yuan only deepened.

Just as he was about to step forward to check on the three people, a sudden change occurred!

In the dream, time flies by under the distortion of magic.

Shortly after being taken back to the quiet room that Gu Yuan had decorated as their "new home," Celia awoke from her coma.

She found that although she was still not out of this damned illusion, she was at least temporarily away from the suffocating wedding farce, and her tense mind was finally able to relax a little.

The immense humiliation lessened, replaced by an intense, unwavering desire to break free from the cage.

Instead of waiting, she threw herself into the study of the "Paradise Transfer" magic, trying to find a way to actively break it.

Gu Yuan, on the other hand, accepted and utilized the status quo almost instantly.

He knew that this dream, based on "reality," was an excellent training ground.

He calculated that if he could master those techniques that would take a long time to learn here, or have Milie Alde learn magic and then transfer it to him, then no matter how much time passed, as long as his mind could bear it, this seemingly trapped experience would be a sure-fire deal.

Milie Alder's feelings were quite complicated.

The abrupt end of the wedding and Celia's intense reaction turned her secret expectations into a faint disappointment.

But soon, this disappointment was replaced by the novelty of "living" in the dream with Gu Yuan.

This time, which felt like it had been stolen, was peaceful and fulfilling.

Time flies, five years of dreams have passed in the blink of an eye.

Through her exceptional talent and relentless efforts, Miliald finally mastered the Soul Contract Magic O

Gu Yuan also lived up to his time, mastering his three ultimate techniques to perfection, enabling him to unleash fierce slashes from thin air without the need for weapons.

Just then, the door that had been closed for a long time was pushed open, and Celie emerged from seclusion.

She gathered Gu Yuan and Miliearde together, her face showing the weariness of long-term research, but her eyes were unusually bright.

"I've figured out some of the rules of this world."

She cut to the chase, her tone regaining its usual calm and certainty: "This dream is a reality constructed based on the memories of the three of us."

"Therefore, everything that happens here will be imprinted in our memory, which is why it is so difficult to decipher."

She paused, looked at Gu Yuan, her gaze sharp: "And to break it, it doesn't necessarily have to wait for the caster to die."

"If we can do something that is beyond the current understanding of the three of us, we can shake the foundations of this world and cause it to collapse!"

"For example?" Gu Yuan asked.

"For example—leaving this planet," Celia said, enunciating each word clearly. "In my memory, no one has ever done it. What about you?"

Millie Alder shook her head.

Celia continued, looking at Gu Yuan with a hint of barely perceptible awkwardness in her voice: "I remember—you seemed to have mentioned before that you had unique insights into flight magic?"

In order to gain freedom, she had to turn to this humanity, which she had always tried to understand.

Gu Yuan was taken aback, then laughed: "I have a way, but what price are you willing to pay?"

Celia remained silent.

She knew Gu Yuan's style of doing things well and understood that it was impossible to get something for nothing.

After a moment of inner struggle, her worries about her physical safety in the real world and her desire to break free from its constraints ultimately overwhelmed her pride.

"If you can help me escape—" Celia took a deep breath, as if making a major compromise: "I can transfer my flight magic to you. I know you can't create magic with your current knowledge."

"And—I can also grant you three requests in real life that won't violate my principles."

Her words were meaningful, and seemed to implicitly acknowledge the possibility of a complex relationship suggested by this absurd dream.

It just takes time, both in reality and psychologically, to accept and sort it out, especially considering the existence of Miliealdé.

Gu Yuan nodded slowly, his eyes deep.

He was very satisfied with the deal.

"make a deal."

In the real world, it took Kraft only three seconds to stop.

On the ground, with only half of his body remaining, Grao's hazy consciousness suddenly heard a clear cracking sound!

"What?!"

In his "vision," the human hero whom he regarded as a caged bird slowly opened his eyes!

His eyes were clear and sharp, without the slightest trace of being lost in a dream!

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yuan made a move.

He didn't even glance at Graosarm, but simply pointed his fingers like a sword and casually slashed downwards!

A sword aura, condensed to its extreme, appeared out of thin air and crushed and annihilated the last vestiges of Grausam's existence as easily as crushing an insect, leaving not even a trace of ash behind!

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"call--"

Gu Yuan let out a long breath.

Just as he exhaled, Celia and Miliald beside him trembled slightly and opened their eyes almost simultaneously.

The sudden shift in consciousness, from a warm and peaceful dream to a cold and harsh reality, brought a strong sense of disconnect and dizziness.

The two of them went limp and slumped to the side.

Gu Yuan seemed to have anticipated this, and with a stretch of his arms, he firmly embraced the two of them around the waist.

The next moment, his gaze suddenly rose and locked onto the figure that had appeared out of nowhere a hundred meters away—Kraft.

Kraft also witnessed the entire scene.

He saw Gu Yuan instantly counterattack and shatter the demons, saw him awaken, and saw him naturally reach out and embrace the slender waists of the two elven maidens, pulling them tightly to his side—

Kraft stopped abruptly, raised his eyebrows, and uttered a meaningful "Hmm?"

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The soft hum carried through the wind and snow, tinged with a hint of inquiry, a touch of curiosity, and a meaningful scrutiny.

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