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Chapter 10: The World's Target
Author: NARU
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"I found the boss! The event quest is active!"

The shouts of the players echoed through the ash-choked canyons, their voices carrying that weird, glitched, artificial amplification that always made Adrian’s skin crawl.

Adrian gripped Zafriel's hand tighter, pulling him hard toward the jagged basalt cliffs. "They're coming fast. We need to move."

"I can tell," Zafriel panted, his breath ragged and shallow. The dark cloak Adrian had draped over him had slipped slightly, exposing the pale, bruised
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  • Chapter 10: The World's Target

    "I found the boss! The event quest is active!"The shouts of the players echoed through the ash-choked canyons, their voices carrying that weird, glitched, artificial amplification that always made Adrian’s skin crawl.Adrian gripped Zafriel's hand tighter, pulling him hard toward the jagged basalt cliffs. "They're coming fast. We need to move.""I can tell," Zafriel panted, his breath ragged and shallow. The dark cloak Adrian had draped over him had slipped slightly, exposing the pale, bruised curve of his shoulder, which was now slick with sweat and the fine gray soot of the wastes. He stumbled, his knees buckling slightly, but Adrian’s massive arm was already there, catching him by the waist and hoisting him back up against his side. "Feels like my legs are made of lead. Seriously, how much of that magic-suppressing crap did they put in those chains?""Enough to hold a champion," Adrian grunted, his red eyes scanning the ridges. "And since the system is actively debuffing my stats

  • Chapter 9: Running Through the Ruins

    The damp moss beneath Adrian’s back did little to cushion the sheer, bone-deep exhaustion weighing him down. His chest rose and fell in heavy, ragged expansions, his lungs burning with the residual taste of ozone and ash. His wings, folded tightly against his spine, throbbed with a dull, white-hot ache. But his arms never loosened. He kept them locked around Zafriel, holding the champion’s battered, heat-radiating body securely against his chest."Hey," Adrian rasped, his voice a low, gravelly vibration in the quiet of the ravine. "You still with me?"Zafriel let out a weak, shaky breath against Adrian’s collarbone. His fingers, pale and trembling, twitched against Adrian's broad shoulder. "Yeah. Barely. Feels like my veins are full of lead.""That's the magic-suppressing iron," Adrian muttered, shifting his grip to slide one massive arm under Zafriel's knees and the other behind his back. "We can't stay here. Renzio’s voice carried for miles, and those paladins aren't stupid. They’ll

  • Chapter 8: Clash of Eras

    "Story's just getting started, pal," Adrian grunted, shifting his weight to shield Zafriel completely behind his massive frame.Adrian’s arm tightened around Zafriel’s waist, pulling the weakened champion flush against his side. He could feel the rapid, shallow rise and fall of Zafriel’s chest, the heat of his bruised, bare skin burning like a brand against Adrian’s cold, charcoal-grey torso. Even in the damp, freezing air of the dungeon, the proximity of the light champion sent a jolt of raw, protective electricity straight to Adrian’s core.Renzio Mahendra didn't flinch. He stood perfectly still in the ruined doorway, his white robes pristine despite the dust settling around them. He raised his massive greatsword with a single hand, the movements too smooth, too optimized. Above his head, visible only to Adrian’s frantic gaze, a glitched golden interface tag pulsed:Name: Renzio MahendraLevel: ?? (Error: Level Sync Fault)Status: Destined Protagonist (Empowered)Are you kidding me?

  • Chapter 7: Rescue of the Betrayed

    Adrian stood on the jagged edge of the basalt cliff, the dark, sulfurous smoke of the burning southern gate curling around his horns like a shroud. Down in the valley, the golden banners of the Light Alliance fluttered through the haze, a mocking display of triumphant zeal. He watched the heavy, iron-reinforced carriage—surrounded by a tight, impenetrable phalanx of high-paladins—slowly roll away. Inside it, bound in glowing, magic-suppressing chains, was Zafriel.His chest felt hollow, a raw, aching vacuum where his hard-wired demonic instincts and his lingering human panic clashed in a violent tempest. I have to get him out."My Lord?" Kaelan Rith’s voice was hesitant behind him, thick with exhaustion. "The secondary defensive lines are secured, but we must retreat to the Spire. If the Alliance launches another offensive, our current positions won't hold.""Go back to the Spire, Kaelan," Adrian said, his voice flat, dangerously calm. He didn't turn around. "Organize the defense. Kee

  • Chapter 6: The Purge Begins

    "The High Council... they didn't wait for your report," Alric Phan choked out, his body trembling violently as he collapsed onto the wet basalt. "They've initiated the purge. They aren't just pushing the border, Lord Zafriel... they've ordered a complete, scorched-earth cleansing of the entire southern region. They're burning everything. Humans, demons, villages... they're going to wipe us all out."The heavy, humid air of the cavern grew instantly freezing. The lingering heat of their interrupted kiss evaporated, replaced by a sharp, suffocating dread.Zafriel dropped to his knees beside the dying scout, his hands flaring with a warm, golden light as he pressed them against Alric’s bleeding side. "Alric, breathe. Hang on. Who authorized this? The Grand Inquisitor?""Daryen Surin..." Alric gasped, his eyes rolling back as the light magic stabilized his shallow breathing. "He brought the decree. They said you... they said you were taking too long. That you might have been compromised."

  • Chapter 5: A Dangerous Dance

    "Nothing," Adrian whispered, the weight of the crown feeling like a leaden shackle. He turned to the Light Champion, his gaze locking with those piercing blue eyes. "It’s time to stop worrying about the border, Zafriel. We have much larger problems to survive."Zafriel’s hand was still suspended in the empty air, his fingers brushing the exact spot where the golden letters of the system notification had just been hovering.Before Zafriel’s light-attuned senses could register the residual magical hum of the interface, Adrian swiped his massive, clawed hand through the space, scattering the lingering particles of digital gold into nothingness. The glowing text window dissolved instantly, swallowed by the thick, rising steam of the cavern."Seriously, what was that?" Zafriel asked, his brow furrowing as he looked from the empty air back to Adrian. "The air felt... glitched. Like a tapestry with a loose thread.""Just a pocket of unstable atmospheric mana," Adrian lied smoothly, his grave

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