Traveling through the game world

"Let's see where you hide!" Paris's arrogant voice reached Lian Yang and the others from afar. Clearly, in the labyrinthine Netherworld Prison, Paris had successfully found Price, who was deliberately hiding.

"No wonder she's Paris, her ability to find people is truly amazing!" Lian Yang, who easily caught up with Paris by following the coded messages she left behind, couldn't help but exclaim. This "Princess of the Pumping Stocks" truly lives up to her name.

In truth, Price knew perfectly well that he was no match for Lian Yang and the others, but under Sam's influence, his faith in the Elven Realm completely transformed into faith in Sam. Price, who valued faith above life itself, was trapped within the labyrinthine Netherworld Prison, unable to leave its confines, all to protect Sam from Lian Yang and the others. He knew that once he died, the lower levels would be unlocked, and the fragile Sam would be no match for Lian Yang and the others.

Unfortunately, he encountered Paris, who grew up in the slums, in the worst possible environment. Stealing, kidnapping, and hiding were practically mandatory lessons for Paris in her youth; in today's terms, she was a professional at hide-and-seek. The amateur Price's encounter with the professional Paris sealed his fate. Because what he knew had already been thoroughly exploited by Paris many years ago.

Since he couldn't escape, Price decided to give up, especially after discovering that Paris was the only pursuer. He planned to finish her off quickly. Turning back to Paris, he said, "You really are a dog. You managed to find me like this. Where are your little brat companions?" As he spoke, he looked around, afraid of spotting Lian Yang and the others.

But what Price feared most came to pass, from afar...

"Hey, I didn't expect you to still care about us!" From the darkness, three people and a pet slowly emerged; it was Lian Yang and his group. Lian Yang said, "Looking at your current disheveled state, it's hard to imagine you're the leader of the elven world. Price, don't you feel sorry for yourself?"

Upon seeing Lian Yang's appearance, Price's heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding washing over him. Suddenly, he trembled, his face contorted with fervor, and shouted, "For the great Lord Sam, it's all worth it! I will dedicate the world to Lord Sam!"

"It's over!" Lian Yang looked at Price with immense regret and said sadly, "You're in the late stages of brain damage and can't be saved!"

The word "了" had just been uttered.

"Boom!"

It was Alice. As the only one of the four with ranged abilities, Paris had been waiting for Lian Yang's pre-prepared signal. So, as soon as Lian Yang finished speaking, before Price could even react, a shell whistled out. Knowing that Price would run if he couldn't win, Lian Yang had already prepared for a fatal blow. Hide-and-seek isn't fun.

"Despicable!" Price glared hatefully at Lian Yang, then hastily swung his sword to block the cannonball, and he actually managed to deflect it. It was fortunate this was a high-level martial arts game world; otherwise, who could be faster than a cannonball, let alone block it?

"When dealing with someone like you who has no self-respect, whether it's despicable or not is irrelevant! Flowing Heart Leap!" Lian Yang raised his hand, slashing down with his greatsword, once again using the sword's power to move rapidly. Over a short distance, Flowing Heart Leap was clearly faster than Triple Slash.

Seeing the situation was turning against him, Price turned and ran. With Paris alone, Price still had a chance to fight her and find another opportunity to escape. But if all four attacked together, he wouldn't be able to escape once they were truly involved in a fight. Knowing this perfectly well, he was constantly looking for an opportunity to flee.

"Stay here! Soul Eater!" But could he really escape now? With a single Soul Eater, Baron easily pulled Price back onto the battlefield. Baron was the second layer of net designed by Lian Yang. Baron's Soul Eater was the only semi-control skill among the four, and Lian Yang had long planned to use it to prevent Price's escape.

"Fight! Prince Price of the Elfs!" Holding his swords to his chest, the usually eccentric Lian Yang spoke with a rare serious expression.

Just how shameless and unscrupulous Price is today is a stark contrast to how much he cares about his elven realm when he's lucid. Betraying oneself is the most agonizing torment in the world. Lian Yang wants to deliver a glorious judgment to him.

"It seems there's no escape!" Price, back on the battlefield, slowly gripped the elven sword that had been floating beside him, and said firmly, "Since there's no way to run, then I'll serve Lord Sam with my life! I will protect Lord Sam with my life!" After all, he was a king, and even though he had been corrupted by Sam, he still retained a sliver of pride in his heart.

Price floated in mid-air, his wings flapping gently behind him. He held a massive sword in one hand, his eyes flashing with faith and fervor as he silently watched Lian Yang and his companions. He was willing to sacrifice his life for his faith, but alas, this faith should have originated in the elven realm where he was born.

"Inner Demon Sword Technique! Swing it!" Sword energy condensed on the greatsword, but the off-hand was no longer a virtual lightsaber, but a real energy lightsaber. It was a level 30 magic-sealing lightsaber that Lian Yang had prepared at Hope's suggestion.

"Anti-tank gun, roar!" The magnificent cannon, like a work of art, was held in Alice's hands. The stark contrast between the beautiful girl and the ferocious cannon created a strange kind of beauty.

"Crazy blood! Rage!" The greatsword was planted on the ground, his hands gripped tightly, blood splattering all over his body, like a bloodthirsty demon god. Baron's crazed eyes were fixed on Price.

"Little one, you can die now!" Born into a lowly family, Paris originally had no liking for the high and mighty prince. She hated all nobles and the wealthy class. But looking at Price, who was ready to die, she found that she could not say anything more vulgar.

"Die!" With a soft sigh, Price gently waved his sword-less hand toward Lian Yang and the others.

A massive meteorite suddenly appeared in the cramped prison, its burning flames instantly turning the dim space into daylight. The meteorite, carrying the power of thunder, fiercely attacked Lian Yang and the others.

"Forward thrust!" Lian Yang did not dodge, nor did he want to. He stood there and thrust forward with his sword, instantly severing the meteorite in two.

"Cross Slash!" Baron didn't dodge either. Although the meteor was as fast as a shooting star, Baron could have easily dodged it with his Triple Slash. However, instead of dodging, he used the Cross Slash, which contained a strong blood aura, to smash the incoming meteor.

"Cannon!" The giant cannon changed shape slightly, and Alice bent her knees and fired. The cannon slammed into the meteorite. It was an exchange of speed and a collision of power. Apart from the sound of the cannon and the sound of the collision, there was no other sound.

"Bang!" Paris was even more decisive, shattering the meteorite with a light punch.

"Charge!" Lian Yang reversed his greatsword and ran swiftly towards Price. Since he had decided to bid farewell to Price with the most intense battle, he wouldn't use the Three-Stage Slash for positioning. He closed in, slashing with both swords—the Reverse Ghost Sword Technique.

"Wind spirit!" Price cried out. Instantly, a fierce wind arose around him, blowing Lian Yang, who had rushed forward, away.

"Mountain-Shattering Strike!" Lian Yang was blown away, but Baron's attack arrived just in time. He leaped up and slashed down with both swords. The strike, capable of shattering a mountain, came crashing down with incredible speed.

"You're still too green! Man and sword as one!" Price casually swung his sword, as if it were a natural skill, easily blocking Baron's powerful, earth-shattering strike. Turning around, the sword in his hand flew towards Alice.

"Bang!" Alice fired a quick anti-tank shot, "Whoosh!" She turned and slid, narrowly dodging Price's flying sword.

The flying sword, having missed its initial strike, suddenly turned and shot towards Alice again, seemingly relentlessly pursuing her.

"Hey, throwing weapons seems to be my specialty!" In a flash, Paris grabbed the flying sword that was about to attack again and hurled it at Price, saying, "Kid, you're infringing on my rights!"

With a swift movement, he caught the flying sword that Paris had flung at him. Now, the fanatical Price was preparing to launch his next attack.

"Awooo!" The little guy appeared silently behind Price, lunged forward fiercely, and slammed Price, who was floating in mid-air, to the ground.

"What a clever big dog!" Seeing this, Paris quickly took two steps and appeared in front of Price in a flash: "Tiger-Taming Overlord Fist!" The fierce fist slammed into Price, who was pinned to the ground.

"Flowing Heart Thrust!" Strike while the enemy is down is the eternal truth of battle. Holding the sword with both hands, he thrust it fiercely at Price, who was lying on the ground. If it hit his head, even in this data world, Price would die instantly.

However, Price was a man of great combat experience. Even though Paris was pinning him down and beating him, he still managed to turn around with all his might. "Pfft!" Lian Yang's sword pierced his shoulder hard. Although he was still seriously injured, he was not dead yet!

Paris's frantic attack on Price finally stopped, but it wasn't over yet. "Cannon! Blast me!" Alice, poised to fire, unleashed a fierce cannonball at Price the instant Paris dodged.

"Boom!" "Bang!" The weakened Price was violently blasted into the air.

"Hand of Souls!" In mid-air, before Price could even land, he was already grabbed by Baron's Hand of Souls.

"Rage erupts!" Fierce blood energy once again shot from the ground into the sky.

"Pfft!" After being struck repeatedly, the king of the elves finally could not withstand it any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lying on the ground, the weakened Price coughed up blood and weakly said, "Pfft... Look... it seems I can no longer protect Lord Sam! I can only atone with my death!"

Looking at Price, who was about to die, no one felt any joy of victory; they simply stared at him indifferently…

Suddenly, a glimmer of light, never before seen, flashed in Price's eyes as he lay dying. He plunged his hand into his abdomen, removing his own crystal core, and weakly said, "...When we get back, give...give this to Tana. If it's her...maybe..." Before he could finish speaking, Price fell silent.

Silver Village

"It's so good to see you all back safe and sound. It's a pity that Price..." Seeing Lian Yang and the others return safely, Tana's expression showed a hint of relief, but the thought of Price inevitably filled her with sorrow again.

“Price entrusted me with giving this to you as his last request.” With that, he handed Price’s core to Tana.

"This is..." Looking at the core before her, Tana said excitedly, "This is Price's core. Even though it has been corrupted by evil, Price is still protecting the last... As long as he is here, the Elf Realm can smoothly welcome a new ruler."

Wiping away her tears, Tana said, "Thank you! I'm sorry, I'm still grieving over Price's passing."

Lian Yang and the other three remained silent. Although they had only met by chance, Price's personal charm had won them over. Each of them was deeply saddened by his sacrifice.

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