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Chapter 3383

    ---- Chapter 3383 Nyx understood immediately and shot forward, catching Shiloh. Andrew, in the same breath, swung his greatsword in a powerful arc and drove it straight toward the Crimson me Lord. The Crimson me Lord raised his bare hand and met the de head-on without flinching. "You''re not in my league, Dragon Prince," he said, his arrogance thick. The collision between the two powerhouses made the entire vault tremble violently. Andrew''s eyes turned icy, and suddenly he shifted his strike and shed directly at the stone tform.


    The tform burst with blinding light and cracked with a sharp snap, as if it were about to split apart. The Crimson me Lord roared, "You are asking for it!" A relentless barrage of attacks rained down on Andrew from every direction. Andrew swept his greatsword back in wide, sweeping arcs to hold the assault back, but the Crimson me Lord, riding the surge of power he had just absorbed, was pressing closer with ---- every exchange. "Shiloh, go write your name on the tform... Now!" Nyx called out urgently.


    Shiloh sprinted to the tform and pressed her hand to the surface, starting to carve her name. Silently, she held onto the hope that the vault could undo her ageless syndrome and restore her memories. The Crimson me Lord roared, "Get away from there! From this point on, this ce belongs to me, and no one else gets to touch it! Guardians, take them out!" The two Crimson me Cult Guardians, both martial gods,unched themselves into the fight without hesitation. Nyx dashed out and blocked the two of them.


    Shiloh made several attempts to finish writing her name, but the Crimson me Lord was an overwhelming force, positioning himself directly in front of the tform and refusing to give her evena sliver of an opening. He taunted, "What exactly are you going to do, Andrew? Holtrien is drowning in trouble right now. If you walk away today, you leave with your life. But if you stay, you die. So think carefully about which one you want." It was a clear attempt to get Andrew to back off and let go. ---- However, there was no way that would ever happen. The cold light in his eyes intensified.


    The red lightning began threading itself along the length of his greatsword, thin and crackling, coiling around the de like a living thing. Then, the boom of Primordial Thunder detonated through the enclosed space. It was not something the Crimson me Lord could absorb or deflect, and he let out a choked grunt as the impactunched him clean off his feet. Andrewnded in front of the tform in an instant Shiloh was still mid-motion, her hand moving toward the stone He called out sharply, "Stop writing, Shiloh!" She turned, confusion written all over her face.


    Andrew made a split-second decision, saying, "Trust me. Whatever you do, don''t put your name on that thing. This ce is real and can actually give people what they want. But nothing in this worldes free. Every wish that gets granted herees with a cost hidden somewhere you can''t see." The confusion in Shiloh''s eyes slowly faded. She took ina slow breath, then stepped back from the tform. ---- "Okay. I trust you. I don''t need the Greene family''s secrets anymore. I don''t need to chase any of that.


    I''m just going to follow you, wherever you go." The words held a finality to them, as if she had just broken through a wall she had been carrying in her chest for a long time. Something in her had clicked back into ce. The Crimson me Lord came screaming back in, his fury barely contained as he drove toward Andrew again. "Get out of the way! If you don''t want what this ce is offering, then step aside!" Having just been forced back by Andrew, he now looked twisted and frantic. It was as if he feared someone else might write their name on the tform at any moment.
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