Chapter 1325
Blood-red wine mixed with shards of glass dripped from his pale, twisted fingers, splashing onto the floor with a rhythmic drip, drip, drip. He didn’t even notice. The girl stood there with her hands in her pockets, her posture lazy and relaxed. She was completely unharmed, without a single scratch on her.
Special Envoy Mordecai felt a chill crawl up his spine. His face was a mask of absolute shock and disbelief. The person who took the hit was The Abyss’s Top- Ranked Hunter, C!
Just last night, C had left a message on The Obsidian Dark Web confirming he was within Severia’s borders and guaranteeing the target would be eliminated within an hour.
How could Serena Lancaster possibly be standing here alive p>
Mordecai’s breathing grew heavy with sheer astonishment. He immediately raised his hand, pressing the micro-earpiece hidden behind his ear. Lowering his voice to a hurried whisper, he reported, “The Overlord… C failed. Serena is still alive p>
A few seconds later.
The mechanically altered voice of The Overlord came through the earpiece. The tone was low and steady, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet it sent an inexplicable shiver down Mordecai’s back. “It doesn’t matter p>
The Overlord chuckled softly. “She is Aria Wynn’s granddaughter, after all. If she were so easily killed by some bounty hunter, it wouldn’t be any fun p>
“Execute the Phase-B Protocol p>
“I have already prepared The Grand Gift for her at today’s finals p>
Mordecai’s turbulent, furious emotions instantly steadied. He slowly exhaled, lifting his head to look back at the slender, strikingly cold figure standing in the center of the arena. A sinister smile began to slowly stretch across his lips.
“Understood p>
Yes, so what if she showed up alive?
Now that she had stepped foot into this place, she wasn’t going to leave it breathing.
Inside the waiting room.
Serena entirely ignored Official Barrett’s apologies. She slightly lifted her gaze, looking over at the Elyndorian team with a faint smile. “Sorry to keep you all waiting p>
Lydia Brooks was the first to lose her composure. Her eyes instantly lit up, and she sprinted straight toward Serena Overwhelmed with emotion, her eyes welled up as she threw her arms around Serena’s arm. “Captain! I knew you’d make it p>
Serena let the girl hug her, briefly glancing down at her sparkling eyes. She didn’t push her away, merely lifting a hand to lazily ruffle her hair.
“Yeah p>
“What are you crying for p>
Lydia sniffled, realizing she was actually tearing up, and hurriedly wiped the corners
of her eyes. “Who’s crying?” she stubbornly deflected. “I’m just happy p>
Standing behind her, Caleb Sommers couldn’t help but let out a massive sigh of relief.
The unbearable tension and anxiety that had gripped the rest of the Elyndorian competitors instantly dissipated the moment they saw Serena. Even Mr. Ashwell quietly hid his trembling hands behind his back.
They swarmed around her, their faces radiating joy.
No one asked where she had been.
No one asked why she had only just appeared.
It was as if an unspoken agreement existed among them to avoid the topic entirely. They only cared that she was here. That was enough. As long as this gin was standing with them, the Elyndoran team had absolute confidence.
The way they looked at Serena was blindingly bright—a gaze bordering on pure
faith.
Serena gently patted Lydia’s back,
silently signaling her to step back. Then the girl lifted her cool, indifferent eyes, lazily sweeping her gaze over the competitors from other nations who had just been running their mouths the loudest. Cóntent
A faint, mocking curve touched her red lips. “Why so quiet all of a sudden p>