A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 717 Evora the Useless Husk - I

The betrayal against Ansel and Evora's hysterical "SAVE ME" transpired in a mere instant.

The extraordinary beings, poised to strike Evora, were left utterly bewildered. Even with their vast experience, their minds struggled to comprehend the sudden turn of events.

The annihilating black radiance engulfed Evora upon her throne, piercing deeper into the blood flames, its terminus indiscernible.

Under this terrifying onslaught, capable of effortlessly eradicating any being below the sixth stage, every object within the dilapidated palace touched by the dark light vanished, as if it had never existed.

Yet, curiously... the fractured throne and Evora, half-flesh and half-bone, remained unscathed.

Crack.

As the extraordinary beings grappled with the recent upheaval and marveled at Evora's inexplicable survival, her already crumbling throne suddenly developed a network of fine fissures.

Crack, crack, crack, crack —

Amidst the unceasing sounds of disintegration, the shattered throne shed a few more fragments of gold and iron, yet miraculously retained its form. It appeared largely unaffected, but the armrests, backrest, and Evora herself began to emit a golden radiance.

This faint, shimmering golden light coalesced around Evora's wrists, ankles, waist, and neck, taking the unmistakable form of... shackles?

"Ansel, save—"

Evora attempted another frenzied outcry, but the shackles binding her suddenly flared with golden light. Upon closer inspection, these fetters seemed not merely to restrain Evora, but to penetrate her very flesh, as if ceaselessly... draining her power?

As the golden light erupted, Evora's eyes instantly lost their luster, her head drooping lifelessly as she slumped upon the throne like a marionette with severed strings.

The current situation... no longer reflected the initial unity of purpose.

The nine-headed serpent turned its colossal form, its savage gaze fixed upon the distant congregation of extraordinary beings.

"My friends..."

However, the situation had indeed evolved beyond anyone's expectations—Evora emerged unscathed from that world-shattering strike, even managing to aid Ansel; the extraordinary beings, poised to attack, hesitated in their bewilderment; and Clement's backstab was thwarted by Evora's intervention.

Though unable to significantly damage either party, the circumstances still favored Clement. Evora's cry for help had essentially sealed Ansel's fate.

"You still have a chance, Lord Wyvern," Ansel calmly stated.

"Let us first deal with Evora. Once this calamity has passed, we can settle your ambitions."

Bang!

A thunderous roar answered in lieu of the Duke's response as lightning crashed against Ansel's form.

Clement's entire being crackled with violent electric energy. He had dispelled all of Faust's abyssal matter, now combating the feasting flames with his own ether and power.

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He realized that without Ansel, Evora might prove unkillable, yet he refused to cooperate—simply put, he distrusted Ansel completely.

The Duke of Wyvern believed that even a second of fighting alongside Ansel would seal his own demise.

"Clement! What are you doing?"

One of the first extraordinary beings to launch an attack on Evora cried out in fury. A shield materialized before Ansel, deflecting the Duke's lightning. The scattered bolts ricocheted through the sea of flames, testament to the devastating power of a top-tier fifth-stage extraordinary being.

"...Pablo Celsus, you ask what I'm doing? I'm saving us all, reclaiming the world that should be ours."

Time was of the essence. Without Faust's abyssal matter, each second in this inferno posed immense danger. Clement had no intention of wasting time on those still siding with Hydral.

"Together we can kill him, and just as easily... we can kill Evora!"

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