The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 407 - 312: The Endless Abyss (Part 2)

Yuri Ashwood suddenly turned around and saw the position where Malachi Arcanus was engulfed in flames, the roaring of the Netherworld Dark Fire and the Tyrannosaur intertwined together.

"Malachi!"

Yuri Ashwood’s eyes reddened with urgency, just about to turn back and fight his way over, but was firmly held back by his companions.

"Don’t go seeking death!"

A gray wolf bit his tail, "Did you forget what Malachi instructed us? We’d better hurry back to find Rhys Blackwood and Zeke Veridian, maybe Malachi still has a chance."

Upon hearing those words, Yuri Ashwood instantly sobered up, "You’re right, let’s hurry back to find someone to save him."

Staying here was just courting death, couldn’t help in any way, better go back and get reinforcements.

Yuri Ashwood gritted his teeth and could only lead the Hunting Party back first.

The figure of Kian Sterling had unknowingly appeared in the shadows, his ten tails silently swaying in the darkness.

He just watched Malachi Arcanus battling fiercely with the Tyrannosaur, and also watched Yuri Ashwood fleeing with the Hunting Party.

"Malachi, I didn’t want it to be like this either, don’t blame me, blame yourself for being Luna’s Beast Husband."

His lips curled slightly, his smile was not his usual gentle one, but a never-before-seen extreme gloominess, his voice was icy cold and cruel: "Remember to be smart in your next life and stay away from Luna."

He gathered a wisp of golden fire at his fingertips, gently flicking it towards a distant rock wall.

"Boom——"

The rock wall suddenly collapsed, countless boulders rolled off the cliff behind, if it weren’t for Malachi’s quick evasion, he feared he would have been smashed into pulp.

Malachi, who was battling the Tyrannosaur, didn’t mind it, thinking it was just stones getting knocked off during their fight.

The Tyrannosaur seized the moment he was dodging, its bloodthirsty jaws snapping down fiercely.

Malachi had just dodged away from the boulders falling from the cliff when he saw the Tyrannosaur lunging to bite, hastily dodging.

Unfortunately, his speed was slightly too slow, his hind leg got a large chunk of flesh torn off by sharp teeth, blood oozing and the wound deep enough to reveal bone, his face turned pale with pain.

At this moment, three Saber-toothed Tigers suddenly leapt out of the dense forest, followed closely by seven or eight Mammoths.

Malachi’s expression was extremely grim, for the first time feeling unprecedented panic, starting to feel fear.

He wasn’t afraid of dying.

He was afraid he couldn’t die, and didn’t want to die either.

Luna was still waiting for him in the tribe, they had an offspring about to be born, he couldn’t die here.

Malachi, enduring severe pain, the Netherworld Dark Fire surged around him.

He bared his teeth at the gathering beasts, his hind leg wound bleeding profusely, staining the ground’s grasses and dead leaves.

"Damn it..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, wolf eyes reflecting the saber-toothed tiger’s white fangs, "I’ll fight you all to the death today."

Just as he spoke, the sky suddenly exploded with a blinding black light.

Mael Valerius transformed into the Torch Dragon, diving down from the clouds, his dragon tail sweeping through breaking ancient trees.

The Tyrannosaur was knocked flying, collapsing half the cliff, lying like a dead dog in the ruins.

"The Mad Dragon?"

Malachi’s eyes widened in surprise, never expecting that at the brink of death he’d be saved by The Mad Dragon, his expression turned complicated.

Last time in Black Pine Forest, he’d been pinned by The Dragon Clan’s dogs and had his limbs broken—his lifelong humiliation, secretly vowing to avenge by storming Aetheria’s Dragon Clan in the future.

Yet now he was saved by Mael Valerius, what kind of situation is this?

Malachi’s mind was conflicted, watching the Torch Dragon crush the saber-toothed tiger’s head with one claw, blood splattering, brain matter bursting.

His lips twitched, forced to admit this Mad Dragon indeed had strength.

Even if their rank was similar, because of his Torch Dragon essence, he’s naturally more formidable in battle.

"You didn’t return to Aetheria?"

Malachi asked while pressing his emotions down.

Mael Valerius swiftly took care of the saber-toothed tiger and Tyrannosaur.

The saber-toothed tigers and mammoths, feeling the dragon awe emitted by Mael Valerius, dared not approach for the moment.

Yet seeing the dying Tyrannosaur and the splattered sabertoothed tiger corpse, they hesitated, unwilling to leave.

Mael Valerius transformed back to human form, landed, scanned his bloodied hind leg with disdain: "Can you walk?"

This would mean wasting Luna’s powers for healing, so bothersome.

Malachi hadn’t answered yet.

The ground suddenly shook fiercely, taking both by surprise.

Kian Sterling secretly triggered the trap buried underground, the entire ground instantly collapsed.

Mael Valerius’ face changed dramatically, transformed back into the Torch Dragon, soaring up, grabbing Malachi by his dragon claw about to fly up.

But an unbelievably huge vine net suddenly enclosed from the sky.

"What’s going on?"

Malachi, being held by Mael Valerius’ dragon claw, was utterly shocked.

Mael Valerius’s expression turned extremely grim, though he knew beforehand that Kian Sterling had set traps here.

But he never imagined the other had calculated him too, this vine net clearly was prepared for him.

His dragon claw was about to tear the vine net to fly away.

In the dark, Kian Sterling’s lips curled cruelly, seemingly anticipating Mael Valerius’ actions, clapped his hands lightly.

Immediately, the cliff above rumbled, countless boulders rained down like a storm.

Mael Valerius and Malachi were hit by countless boulders, scattering them instantly.

Even a fool like Malachi knew they were trapped, someone had set this up in advance.

If he guessed correctly, the target was himself.

But he didn’t know who was hiding in the dark, hating him enough to want his life.

The rolling boulders instantly buried both of them.

Suddenly, the entire ground totally collapsed.

A massive suction force surged from within, like an invisible black hole devouring everything.

Mael Valerius exhausted his last strength to fling Malachi toward the exposed tree root on the cliff, while he fell with the crumbling earth and stones into the abyss.

Malachi watched the Torch Dragon being swallowed by darkness, helplessly clawing into rock crevices: "The Mad Dragon—"

"Save your energy."

Kian Sterling’s voice came from above.

He stood on the cliff edge, his ten tails elegantly swaying behind him, "Below is The Endless Abyss, no beastman has ever emerged alive after falling in."

Malachi looked at him in disbelief, never expecting the person in the dark to be the old fox, "Why? We are family..."

"Family?"

Kian Sterling seemed to hear the funniest joke, laughed unrestrainedly, his beautiful fox eyes glancing at him mockingly: "We have been rivals from the start, why would you think we are family? Malachi, oh Malachi, you’re adorably foolish."

He lit a wisp of Fox Fire at his fingertips, slapped the shocked Malachi into the dark abyss: "I and Luna are family. As for you, remain there forever."

Malachi plunged into the dark abyss, incredulous.

The last thing he saw was Kian Sterling’s finally shattered facade of gentleness, that pair of pretty fox eyes held a cold cruelty he had never seen.

If the original Kian Sterling resembled a nobleman as gentle as jade, then at this moment he’s like a fiend from hell.

Carrying a chilling smirk, he sent all who threatened him into endless darkness.

Afterwards, a strange scene suddenly occurred, the initially sunken fissure slowly began to mend, leaving only the disorderly mess.

"Clean this place up, ensure it’s restored to normal, don’t let anyone notice anything unusual."

Kian Sterling turned and left, leaving two beastmen to tidy up the battlefield.

These two beastmen were his trusted followers, naturally dared not ask much.

They quickly began cleaning the scene, ensuring no traces were left behind.