The awkwardness and tension spread within the isolated area the barrier had protected. Ye Xiajie was looking at Han Ya with his dull and emotionless one. One could even see the lurking darkness within the depths of these obsidian and ruby-like irises. During the conversation between Han Ya and Ye Xiajie, the rest had their mouths shut as they could feel the aura spreading from Ye Xiajie. It was heavy and extremely comfortable as if death itself was looking at them.
Only Chu Mo thought that the Lord God might end up killing the Protagonist Gong but when he heard the words he last said, he understood that these protagonists would remain unharmed as long as Lord Hei likes them but the moment they lost his interest, the ending of there two would never be as peaceful as death.
An Yuan felt cold when he heard the words Ye Xiajie had spoken just now. Though he felt that Ye Xiajie was looking down on him and Han Ya. But thinking about the man's standing and strength, he truly doesn't need anything he and Han Ya can provide. His strength is already overwhelming enough that the game rules no longer matter to him. Even the endings of the games would depend on his mood.
If he is in a good mood the game would end smoothly but if he is not then the game would end with everything destroyed. It was as if he is God that controls everything under his palms. Domineering and peerless. His kindness, tenderness, and passionate love are only for one person. That person happened to be Hei Anjing who is interested in the future he and Han Ya hold.
But at the same time, An Yuan could help but admire the couple. Their strength is both uncontended and they both love each other very much. But at the same time, he felt discomfited as if there is something between the two of them that prevents them from being together forever. A trial that is hundred times harder than any game in this world.
On the other hand, Han Ya didn't feel offended by what Ye Xiajie had just said. He is someone who was born in the Abyssal World. In this world, all that matters is strength. As long as you are strong enough you can get whatever you want. Player Abyss obviously chooses Hei Anjing above anything. Because he is his beloved, he loves him. He indulged in anything his love wanted and would give him anything he wanted.
This is the kind of strength he wanted to have. If he is as strong as Ye Xiajie, he would be able to bring back his A'Yuan to his own world. Back to the reality, he used to live in and because of this Han Ya is willing to lower his pride to get the same strength Ye Xiajie and Hei Anjing would be able to give him the chance to achieve that strength.
With a smile on his face, Han Ya responded, "No problem at all."
Hearing his reply his gaze once again moves away from them and turns gentle at the sight of his beloved in his embrace. He even slightly moves away from the stray hair covering Hei Anjing's face. His eyes were peaceful and loving.
Once the barrier surrounding their team faded every other player in the area started at them. Some jealous ones sneered and cursed at them for being selfish and hiding some clues about the labyrinth. The smart one only took a glance and decided to look for other players on the scene with appraisal skills gathering clues for themselves. After a few more minutes of waiting someone finally comes out of the huge gate which opened a little allowing one person to pass.
The humanoid figure that comes out of the labyrinth is one of the Spirit race. A Wind Sprite that could use human form. Most Spirit races only have a Thumbelina size but those spirits who had reached King class and above could morph their size into a human. The wind spirit in front of them is one of those spirits who had reached King Class.
This WInd King Spirit had long ears like the elves but he had fairy wings attached to his back. He had an emerald long hair braided behind him covered with all kinds of flowers to show his affinity with land and spiritual energy.
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