Enchanting Cult Leader 22

"So what if it is me?" Elora confessed without hesitation. Indeed, it was the effect of the Silver Pearl's curse that had caused Evan Skylar to momentarily lose his mind, revealing the secrets buried deep within. Now, I wonder how you can deny it.

"I will kill you, you vile woman!" Evan Skylar, consumed by rage, lunged at her with a barrage of merciless strikes, determined to end her life. Yet, each attack was easily evaded by Elora.

A mocking laugh escaped Elora's lips. Did Evan Skylar truly believe that his martial prowess was unmatched in the world? During their earlier clash, she had deliberately held back, but now, with the enemy before her, she would show no mercy.

The winds howled and dust flew as Elora unleashed her full strength, each strike more deadly than the last. Soon, the once-confident Evan Skylar found himself utterly helpless, unable to retaliate.

"Clang!" Evan Skylar's sword flew from his grasp, skidding to a distant spot. Elora held her blade to his chest, blood beginning to trickle from the wound. "Tell me, will you admit that all those evil deeds were your doing?"

Evan Skylar clenched his teeth, refusing to speak, his lips tightly sealed in defiance. With a swift motion, Elora drove the blade deeper into his chest.

"I admit it, everything was my plan! Please, don't kill me!" In that moment, Evan Skylar realized that Elora truly meant to kill him. Overcome with fear, he fell to his knees, bowing frantically.

Elora studied him, sensing no deceit. Moreover, with so many martial artists present, he would have no chance to feign innocence. She withdrew her sword with a sigh. "Was that so hard to admit?"

With the sword sheathed, Elora turned to leave, unaware of the fleeting murderous intent flashing in Evan Skylar's eyes.

He stared at her retreating figure with a burning glare. It was all ruined! All the years of effort, destroyed by her. He swore to kill her, even if it meant taking them both to hell.

In the blink of an eye, Evan Skylar swallowed a pill, one that could instantly amplify his internal energy—though it would leave him paralyzed as a consequence. With nothing left to lose, his sole focus was on eliminating Elora.

Suddenly, Elora felt an overwhelming murderous aura surge from behind. She turned in time to see Evan Skylar standing, despite his previous injuries. How could he rise? More alarmingly, why had his internal energy become so vast, surpassing even her own? This was unnatural!

His speed was too fast, and she had no time to evade. She braced herself for a difficult battle.

Drawing on every ounce of her internal strength, she summoned Vixen to shield her vital points. "Vixen, protect my heart pulse!"

"Thud..." It was no use. The impact was too much for her to withstand.

Elora coughed up blood, her body soaring like a kite with its string cut, heading straight for the cliff.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard. By the time they reacted, they saw Evan Skylar's bloodshot eyes, his mind seemingly gone mad. Meanwhile, Elora was flung toward the cliff's edge.

Zhiyao, seeing Elora's imminent fall, shouted in alarm and rushed to catch her, but her speed was no match for the fall.

Just as Elora thought she was doomed to fall, a figure appeared before her.

"Elora..." She lifted her head weakly, only to find herself gripped by none other than Gu Han.

"Don't let go. I'll pull you up!" Gu Han's forehead was covered in cold sweat, whether from exhaustion or fear, his arm bloody from the friction with the ground. Yet he held on, refusing to release her.

"In the past, you called me a demoness, even pointing a sword at me, hoping for my death. Now, it seems you got what you wanted. Shouldn't you be pleased?" Elora's blood-streaked lips curled into a faint smile, her figure in red becoming an alluring vision of danger.

"No... no..." Gu Han was at a loss for words. As he looked at Elora, about to plummet into the abyss, all he could think of was that he could not, would not, allow her to die. He couldn't bear it.

It was then that he realized: she had already taken root in his heart, and he had cast aside all notions of right or wrong.

In that frozen moment, Elora forcefully pried his hand from her, smiling as she fell into the endless chasm below... Determined to make him suffer for the rest of his life.

"No..." Gu Han's anguished cry echoed from the cliff's edge, filled with hopeless despair.

"Ding... Target's affection +10, now affection value 100."