Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

The telekinesis storm created a powerful attraction, as if it wanted to swallow everything whole and shatter it into pieces.

The magic woven by Bai Jin and the others disappeared without a trace the moment it touched the purple storm.

The crisscrossed thorny jungle was affected by the expansion of the telekinesis storm, the branches waving like flags, floating toward the telekinesis storm.

Activating [Climbing], Yang Yu firmly stepped on the Golden Glass, gazing at Lutrola Doron and Sol Rott not far away.

Sol Rott once again easily broke through the obstruction of an Evil Dragon’s offspring, grabbing its neck and tossing it into the rapidly spinning telekinesis vortex.

The massive offspring of the Evil Dragon fell into the storm, flapping its wings desperately, trying to escape the telekinesis storm.

However, the telekinesis storm mercilessly tore apart her body, making her part of the telekinesis storm.

Telekinesis is extremely rare in this era, but during the time Sol Rott lived, it was not uncommon.

In the past, Sol Rott had confronted several new species of subhumans possessing telekinesis.

Initially, not understanding the workings of telekinesis, Sol Rott and his forces suffered a lot, but once realizing telekinesis was just an extension formed by characteristic magic power, manipulated at will by the user’s will, it was no longer formidable.

Raising his hand, the magic in Sol Rott’s palm quickly condensed, forging a sharp black spear.

Aiming at Blala Doren at the center of the storm, Sol Rott threw it forcefully forward.

The black spear streaked across the sky like a stream of black light, unaffected by the telekinesis hurricane, piercing through the purple storm and stabbing Blala Doren’s chest accurately.

In an instant, crimson blood rolled into the purple storm.

The endlessly roaring purple telekinesis gradually calmed, its color fading, turning into a pink telekinesis.

At the storm’s center, Blala Doren, already a bloody mess, pressed down on the black long spear penetrating her chest.

Her consciousness became increasingly fuzzy as her blood flowed.

Straining to lift her battered hand, Blala Doren opened her eyes wide, roaring her final howl:

"I will absolutely not let you near my mother!"

As Blala Doren’s roar echoed, the slowing telekinesis spun rapidly again, forming a more violent telekinesis storm in the blink of an eye.

The powerful telekinesis storm relentlessly crushed Blala Doren’s body, sounding the final dirge of life.

Unchanged in expression, Sol Rott looked downwards, slowly flying upward a bit, avoiding the storm’s intensity.

A piece of Golden Glass quickly generated beside Sol Rott, as Yang Yu used [Protective Assistance Charge] to reach Sol Rott’s side, preventing himself from being swept away by the suddenly expanding storm.

Blala Doren’s attribute panel completely vanished in midair, seemingly merging with the entire telekinesis storm.

Yang Yu tilted his head like an old friend, asking Sol Rott:

"Thanks for the hard work. Is there any way to break through this powerful telekinesis hurricane?"

Sol Rott confidently replied: "Already started preparations.

The hurricane is no longer important.

It likely won’t take long to stop.

What’s noteworthy is the White Key that the Evil Dragon brought out.

When she took out the key, I could feel that she intends to use some teleportation magic to leave here.

Your judgment is extremely excellent.

Unfortunately, this can only quench thirst for a moment.

Looking at her earlier relentless efforts, I always felt they were like soldiers guarding an Ant Queen.

Loyal yet foolish.

But...

This is just us humans, using our standards to evaluate ants.

To ants, their loyalty is taken for granted, while our human duplicitousness is incomprehensible.

Unfortunately, the Queen they revolve around.

Seems not to think her daughter dying for her is justified.

This is also...

The setting added by her creator?"

Sol Rott’s Dragon Eyes narrowed, soaking up the entire sky below, as if through the tumultuous telekinesis storm, seeing what transpired on the other side.

After Blala Doren released the powerful telekinesis storm, Lutrola Doron should have rushed toward the White Key without hesitation, but...

Lutrola Doron hesitated in place, frowning, clenching his fist tightly, seemingly unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

"Although I treated her that way before, she could decisively use such a move.

I said earlier that your lives are also very important, and to be careful to protect yourself, didn’t I?

...Or is this what I meant by ’at all costs’?"

Muttering, Lutrola Doron seemed unable to accept leaving alone.

Lutrola Doron recalled the times spent with his offspring.

Even though those times were not long, they floated continuously before Lutrola Doron’s eyes, like an incurable affliction.

The same feeling as before, the same feeling as just now, surged again to Lutrola Doron’s heart.

Lutrola Doron clenched his teeth, repeatedly telling himself: His gaze should not linger too long on Blala Doren; the urgent task now is to quickly obtain the White Key and leave here, not to pause here, only by leaving can he have the chance to avenge his offspring.

Using magic to drag his body with difficulty, Lutrola Doron approached the intersecting thorny jungle. The White Key was stuck between the long thorns, swaying madly with the telekinesis hurricane.

Lutrola Doron reached out toward the direction of the key, five scissors composed of magic power instantly shredded the dense thorns.

Unexpectedly, just as Lutrola Doron unlocked the blockade of dense thorns, the White Key was swept into the chaotic, howling purple telekinesis storm.

Lutrola Doron exhaustedly waved his arms, trying to envelop the White Key with magic power, bringing the key within reach, yet the White Key had long been controlled by even stronger magic.

The White Key slipped like a fish swimming in the sea, darting into Sol Rott’s hand.

Sol Rott gently tossed the key to Yang Yu, saying:

"I’ve never disliked things like emotions.

Humans have formed complex civilizations because they possess emotions.

However, in the midst of battle, emotions often become burdens.

...Especially when one cannot truly confront the emotions within.

Intense emotions fill the brain, yet one cannot make the correct decision.

The outcome is determined.

As goblins born as war machines, ultimately they cannot fully understand the emotions they possess, and thus face these emotions.

Abandoning them thoughtlessly can’t embrace the future.

Facing everything is the only way to have a future.

Even if that future does not belong to oneself!"

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