Lillian Tompson had witnessed the act of killing the donkey after the grinding stone had been removed.

But she never imagined that one day, such an incident would happen to her.

Yet, seeing the words on the note, an inexplicable warmth surged in her heart.

Could this be her last sanctuary in the world?

"Will you kill me?" Lillian Tompson looked at Eliezer Pine.

"No." Eliezer Pine shook her head. "But I haven't decided yet how to deal with you."

Lillian Tompson said nothing, allowing them to bind her tightly, pierce her with three needles, and then send her before Eliezer Pine.

They met again.

But now, their identities had changed.

One was the true master of Demarco Mount, the other a prisoner.

Eliezer Pine kept her word, gave the head to the Ghost Martial Tribe, and left with Elaenor Wood.

Upon exiting the mountains, her cell phone received a confidential report.

Upon reading the text, Eliezer Pine's face turned ashen.

"What happened?" Elaenor Wood asked with concern.

"Cold Nelson, that useless fool, led his people and was utterly defeated at Moon Manor!" Eliezer Pine nearly spat out these words through clenched teeth.

That was her bargaining chip against Boulevard, fortunately, those cards were still held in her hand, untouched by Cold Nelson.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"So, foolish people really aren't fit to stand at the top. He'll end up tripping over himself." Elaenor Wood said leisurely.

Cold Nelson, with his demeanor, wants to fight Julius Reed?

He's indeed unworthy.

Sometimes the gap between people is even greater than the gap between two pieces of dung!

"What do we do next?" Elaenor Wood said while sending a voice message on her phone. "Lillian Tompson fell into Anna Harris's hands."

"Who are you texting?"

Lillian Tompson, originally despondent, unwilling to speak a word, couldn't resist raising her head due to the message from Elaenor Wood.

There is no greater grief than a heart that has died.

All along, her loyalty to the Ghost Martial Tribe was her highest priority.

Everything about herself was to give way to the Ghost Martial Tribe.

But now, she was heartlessly abandoned.

Like trash, discarded away.

Over the years, her contributions to the Ghost Martial Tribe, everything she had done for the tribe was forgotten.

In front of Pruitt Wilde's head, she was worthless!

The so-called loyalty, was nothing but deceptive nonsense.

"He is messaging Julius Reed." Eliezer Pine said next to her.

She captured Lillian Tompson, not for personal vendetta, but strictly speaking, it was to protect Lillian Tompson.

It was also to protect herself.

Among the three maidservants, only she had not developed so-called feelings for Julius Reed.

So, if it came down to it, perhaps Julius Reed wouldn't spare any sympathy.

But Lillian Tompson was different.

Her feelings for Julius Reed were very complicated.

This was something Eliezer Pine saw through clearly when at Demarco Mount.

"To the Supreme One? But aren't you..." Lillian Tompson's eyes showed surprise.

Currently, Eliezer Pine and Julius Reed were enemies; how could Elaenor Wood possibly still be messaging Julius Reed?

Moreover, this kind of message, was firsthand.

Doesn't that mean that there is an informant placed by Julius Reed beside Eliezer Pine?

Or is it that Eliezer Pine was trying to mislead Julius Reed, or throw out bait?

But then, a trace of disappointment flashed across Lillian Tompson's face.

Was she being wishful?

How could the Supreme One care about her like this?

"He and the Supreme One are good friends, and I have a romantic relationship with him, there's no conflict." Eliezer Pine said matter-of-factly, "Moreover, whatever I want to do, the Supreme One should know clearly in his heart. One must admit, this old monster who has lived for many years truly understands the human mind."

Lillian Tompson fell silent, saying no more.

"Consider it a favor I owe you. In the future, after I kill Eliezer Pine, I'll introduce a girl to you."

The voice message in Elaenor Wood's hand played.

It was Julius Reed's voice.

"See!" Eliezer Pine sneered coldly, "In this guy's eyes, it's always about women. Do you know why he's thanking me?"

Lillian Tompson said nothing, but her eyes were clearly filled with anticipation.

"Because he knows you are a foolish woman. Everything done today is precisely to make you face reality, to free you from a dilemma before his final battle with the Ghost Martial Tribe. Now, when Julius Reed fights with the Ghost Martial Tribe, who will you help?"

Without waiting for Lillian Tompson to respond, Eliezer Pine continued: "Of course, you are weak, it doesn't matter whom you help, yet he still has considered you."

After saying that, Eliezer Pine boarded a plane, tied Lillian Tompson to a seat, and began flying towards Dusty Platform.

Back then, to prevent Pruitt Wilde from resurrection, all parties hid his body.

So much so, the Ghost Martial Tribe, after a thousand years, had no discovery.

Decades of generations died with no breakthrough, yet within a mere month, the Ghost Martial Tribe had assembled Pruitt Wilde's scattered limbs!

All forces tried to use Pruitt Wilde to restrict the Supreme One.

They knew clearly, the opportunity had not yet come.

Even if Dusty Platform were opened, it still couldn't achieve the desired effect they wanted.

Thousands of years are but a cycle.

The next cycle, was about to arrive.

...

Northern Border, a world of ice and snow.

The cold wind harsh and biting.

Pranay Martinez arrived at an expanse of snowy plains, stretching his right hand into a very small ice pit, giving a gentle twist.

A door appeared on the lake surface.

He jumped in.

With a sullen face, kept walking deep inside.

Such a concealed passage, impossible to be discovered by anyone.

The flying snow quickly covered the traces of footsteps on the lake surface.

Appearing the same as usual.

Without knowing how long he walked, Pranay Martinez arrived at a wellhead the size of a washbasin.

Surrounded entirely by ice, frozen dozens of meters deep.

Yet, in this world of ice and snow, there surprisingly existed a place where the wellhead wasn't frozen.

The water surface almost level with the wellhead.

Pranay Martinez hesitated, as though facing a tremendously difficult decision!

But ultimately, he compromised.

The sharp blade sliced his finger, a drop of blood falling into the well water.

The originally calm water surface began to ripple!

Then, it started to bubble, like boiling water!

Three minutes later.

The water surface returned to calm.

"Tell me! How can Skilid City appear! Speak!" he nearly roared.

A moment later.

On the calm water surface, a line of blood-red text appeared.

'Your ears.'

"My ears!" Pranay Martinez slashed at the wellhead with a sword!

Clang!

Ripples splashed on the water surface!

Yet, the wellhead remained completely unscathed!

"You took my arm, my body, now, you want my ears too! I've given you nearly everything aside from my internal organs! You truly are insane! A madman!"

Pranay Martinez looked at his body, forged from steel, crouching down, clutching his head in pain.

"Fine! I'll give you them!"

Steeling his resolve, he directly cut off one of his ears!

The ear fell into the well, quickly disappearing.

The previous text vanished.

A moment later, a new line of blood-red text appeared on the clear water surface.

'Beneath Dusty Platform.'

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