The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

He was a Thebite.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak—squeak—”

The sharp and piercing sound, like countless fingernails scraping on a blackboard, grew louder as the storm approached, forcing Pace to close one eye with difficulty.

Looking at the storm that was about to tear him apart, at this last moment, his fear had long disappeared.

He thought back to Ryan Terras, the old man who had never shown any sign of weakness when facing the enemies of the kingdom.

Then why should I be afraid?

"..."

Just before the storm tore Pace apart, he took a last look at the ground, the land where he had stood for so long.

However, at this glance, his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a metal object that was flashing red light.

It was Balzac Durant's bracelet, with red stones inlaid on it.

"Uuuuuu——"

The storm passed by, filtering out the sharp whistling sound, and no impurities were left.

......

Walking in the woods in a daze, Kemp's eyes had lost focus.

In the last period of time before the storm came, his short life played out in his mind like a movie.

From Dad, to Aunt Enlia, to Jessica, to the rain, to the competition.

In just over a decade, he dressed up as a newsboy, walking through the streets and alleys of Lavis, delivering newspapers numbly and examining the world with his childish eyes.

He had seen the dirtiest alleys and the most prosperous cities - in his world, even the city center of Lavis was so prosperous that he didn't feel like he belonged there.

He once thought that the world was made up of the constant interweaving of these two, from the high-speaking capital owners to the hungry and cold civilians. Their shouts and hesitations, joy and compassion, roars and anger constituted the main theme of the world, colorful and gray.

But once he got into the game, Kemp realized that what he had seen was just the tip of the iceberg.

In the competition, people find people, people kill people, and people plunder people.

In civilized society, all of this is merely given a more civilized title and becomes a relatively gentle means, but it is equally deadly and even more penetrating.

The world has never become more gentle. She just put on a gorgeous mink coat and changed from a ruthless hunter to a gentle young woman with a fierce look in her eyes.

The world has never changed, and human beings have never changed.

When Kemp realized this, all that was left in front of him was the factor energy storm.

Whatever, he had fought enough and didn't want to face it anymore.

Amid the howling of the storm, Kemp opened his eyes and allowed his body to sway slightly.

Unconsciously, many people ran towards Kemp, screaming and shouting, but they no longer had their daggers in their hands. They were lost and staggering, no longer having the desire for bloody killing, but wanted to escape from the sweeping energy storm.

People are timid after all.

"..."

Kemp went against the flow of everyone else, walking towards the storm alone, no longer as timid as he once was.

As he walked, Kemp found himself in a forest full of corpses, and his pace slowed down.

Looking down at the ground, he saw a familiar face: long gray hair scattered in the mud, messy and dirty. The once invincible face was now just a hollow one, and the muscles on the face were still a little hideous, obviously enduring great pain before death.

Her clothes were in disarray, her limbs were scattered illogically in the mud, and looked broken. There was a huge wound on her abdomen, almost splitting her in half.

That was Itrisna Lanstar, or more precisely, her wreckage.

Not far in front of her, there was an escape pod that was already damaged. It was obvious that she had desperately run towards it before she died, but she died before she reached it.

Was she killed too?

Kemp looked at Itrisna's body with empty eyes. He used to be extremely terrified of this woman, but at this moment he had no idea at all.

Even a monster like this, the last thing it did before dying was to crawl towards the escape pod.

Sure enough, they are all the same.

"..."

While thinking, Kemp heard a magnificent sound wave coming, accompanied by a hurricane-like hurricane mixed with red arcs of electricity like a knife.

He saw the all-consuming storm of factor energy rushing towards him. He saw large trees that did not have deep enough roots being uprooted and thrown into the black clouds.

It's over.

Facing the storm, Kemp did not close his eyes again, but turned towards the city of Lavis and towards Skinny Horse Lane.

He stretched out his hand in that direction with a gentle smile on his face, as if he was saying goodbye to someone he cared about.

"It's raining."

As the storm hit, Kemp felt only a flash of white light, and everything disappeared in an instant.

Like countless people who had not yet escaped from the Weird Misty Forest, Kemp's figure turned into ashes the moment he came into contact with the factor energy storm, leaving no trace.

......

Standing on the edge of the tower base, Perlis stared blankly at the energy storm that engulfed the entire Misty Forest, turning the edge into a closed circle.

She waited only two minutes - the extra time that Pace Monarch bought herself, a pitiful two minutes.

But she never waited for the figure that broke through the woods, the young man with messy black hair and burning black eyes.

"..."

Perlis silently clenched her fists, lowered her head slightly, and closed her eyes.

"He must be fine. He must have left in the escape capsule. I saw the escape capsule launched."

It was Carly's voice, but it no longer had the confidence it had in the past, and instead sounded a little hollow.

Perlis did not speak. She was silent for a while, resonating with the storm in front of her. As if it was some kind of force majeure, the violent storm stopped at the edge of the tower base not far from Perlis, and did not move forward any further.

He did not fulfill his promise.

"..."

After a while, Perlis opened her eyes, turned around, and met those ice-blue eyes filled with worry.

"Let's go, Carly," Perlis said softly, "We're almost there."

"Hmm..." Carly nodded almost imperceptibly, then turned around and spread out the web of little birds.

At this moment, the towering Tower of Babel came into Perlis' sight. It stood in the center of the storm, and even the storm that seemed to be able to tear everything apart had no power to shake it.

Perlis calmed herself down slightly, then walked towards the Tower of Babel with firm steps.

But before she was about to completely leave the border, she turned her head slightly, her blood-red eyes staring into the depths of the forest, her cherry-like lips slightly opened, and she uttered a word that no one except herself could hear clearly:

"fraud."

...END...

9) Top of Babel

At the edge of the tower base, a team of mercenaries breathlessly broke through the edge of the jungle and entered the final venue of the competition.

In front of them, the Tower of Babel that reached into the clouds was standing under the dark clouds. The silver tower body slightly released a certain attitude, which made everyone present stunned for several seconds.

"Finally... here we are..."

The captain in the lead looked up at the Tower of Babel, his lips slightly parted. His eyes were filled with piety, as if he had seen a god.

But soon, he forced himself to look away and search for the light prism signal on the edge of the tower base.

Climbing up the Tower of Babel was a fool's choice. What he needed was the escape pod at the base of the tower.

Few people can enter the tower base from the Weird Forest, so as long as they can find the escape pod, they can maximize the rewards of the competition.

Thinking that he could retire after escaping this time, the captain felt ecstatic.

However, when his eyes fell on the nearest light prism signal, his expression suddenly froze.

Black smoke, thick black smoke rose into the sky.

Beneath the black smoke, a damaged escape pod lay quietly, with flames burning on the wreckage.

How could it be...?

The captain quickly shifted his gaze, and was horrified to discover that under all the light prism signals he could see, there was a streak of black smoke rising into the sky.

Who is it?

why?

"Something is wrong here," the captain turned to his team members, "move quickly, we must..."

"bass--"

Light, extremely light.

The captain only felt himself flying high, his vision spinning, as free as a bird.

But it was only a moment, and soon his vision fell to the ground, and then he saw his body falling down, with nothing on his neck.

Next to his body, two team members had already been lying on the ground, motionless, with their eyes wide open.

It was only then that the captain realized that his head had fallen to the ground.

His pupils shrank in fear and his vision gradually blurred.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he saw a black sword and red arcs of electricity swirling around it.

......

"Why... there is no one?"

Carly frowned and kept controlling the little bird, changing the vision on her retina.

But no matter how she turned, she couldn't see a single person: the area at the base of the tower was like an empty courtyard, with nothing in it, only the sound of the rolling hot lava playing continuously like background music.

"How is it possible? Is there no one else who can break out of the Weird Mist Forest?"

Carly turned her head and looked at Perlis, and found that she was looking up at the Tower of Babel, motionless.

In Perlis's vision, a red line spread out from the tower of Babel, and each line pointed to the top of the tower. These lines began to spread the moment Perlis looked directly at the tower of Babel, as if tempting her to climb up.

And when Perlis raised her head and looked towards the top of the Tower of Babel, her vision suddenly went dark and the red rune appeared.

It was a pile of extremely complex geometric shapes, but this time, Perlis seemed to discern some logic in the complexity, as if the lines were gradually becoming organized.

But when Perlis came to her senses, the shape had disappeared, and the patterns on the Tower of Babel had also disappeared.

Everything seemed like a dream, or an illusion created by some whispering words, which made her feel inexplicably palpitating.

"..."

Seeing that Perlis was still motionless, Carly gently tapped her shoulder and said:

"Little White Flower, are you okay?"

"Ok?"

As if waking up from a dream, Perlis quickly turned her head, glanced at Carly, and then sighed.

"No..I'm fine..."

What that shape was, Perlis didn't know, but she always felt that it all belonged to something bigger.

At the top of the Tower of Babel, there was something hidden that Perlis had never seen before.

Besides, Ivar was there too...

Seeing that Perlis had recovered her composure, Carly continued:

"I'm glad you're okay, because I feel like this is a trap..."

"Trap? Hmm..." Perlis pursed her lips, "Why?"

"Because, everything is going so smoothly..."

Carly said, gently supporting her chin with one hand, her ice-blue eyes emitting the cold light that only appears when she is thinking:

"Compared to previous years, the number of participants this year is only slightly more, but the number of encounters we encountered along the way was less than I expected, so many of our advance preparations were not used. This doesn't make sense. Although the route we chose was originally designed to avoid enemies and find Ivar, the small number of enemies is a bit abnormal, as if some force made them disappear."