Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

The only sound was the rustling of leaves in the wind, as if the forest was gently telling its story.

"Is that so?" Adrian finally spoke, his voice cold yet carrying an undeniable sense of pressure. "And what about him?"

"What?" The smug look on Huanmeng Yaoji's face instantly turned into confusion. Just then, a figure slowly walked out from the shadows, each step of which seemed to tread on Huanmeng Yaoji's heart.

Her eyes widened instantly, filled with shock and a fear as if a long-hidden secret was about to be exposed. Her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

The man walked heavily but resolutely to the Dream Demoness. Moonlight shone on his face, illuminating his expression filled with pain and struggle. He gave her a bitter smile, a smile that concealed endless sorrow, as if bearing witness to countless heartbreaking moments. "So what they said was true? Did you kill Annie?" His voice was hoarse, each word like a thorn piercing the silent air.

The Enchantress of Illusions froze abruptly, as if struck by a spell. A flicker of panic crossed her eyes, followed by a desperate attempt to defend herself: "That woman hasn't loved you in a long time. She's been cheating on you with other men. I just..." Before she could finish, the man suddenly grabbed her like a madman. His embrace was so tight, as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

“But that’s no reason for you to kill her. This face…” he said, his hands trembling as he stroked the face of the Enchantress of Dreams, his fingertips seeming to burn with pain as they touched her. “It’s Annie’s face. When you peeled it off, Annie must have been in a lot of pain, right?” His eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and grief.

The Enchantress of Dreams opened her mouth, wanting to answer, trying to find a chance to defend herself. But just then, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, as if a cold sword had pierced straight into her soul. She subconsciously looked down and saw that the man's hand was stained with her green blood, and the dagger in his hand was deeply embedded in her abdomen. The green blood looked particularly glaring in the moonlight, dripping onto the ground like the tears of a demon.

The Dream Demoness's eyes widened in disbelief. Like an enraged beast, she shoved the man away. He flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

The Demoness of Illusions' chest heaved violently, her eyes burning with anger and resentment. She pointed at the man and shouted, "Why! What's so good about that woman? I'm the one who loves you the most! For the past six months, I've been the one loving you! You heartless and ungrateful man!" Her sharp voice echoed through the woods, startling a flock of birds that were perched there.

The man lay on the ground, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth, yet he seemed oblivious to the pain, staring blankly at the Enchanting Demoness. "Your blood is indeed cold. Do you even understand love?" His voice, though weak, carried an overwhelming sorrow. "If you truly understood love, you wouldn't have killed the one I loved most! Hahaha!" The man suddenly let out a maniacal laugh, the sound particularly eerie in the silent forest. His eyes were filled with despair and madness, as if nothing in the world mattered anymore, only the endless pain remained his constant companion.

As if her soul had been ripped away, the Enchantress of Illusions was unable to accept the man's questioning words, and her mind was in complete chaos. The once calm air seemed to sense her inner turmoil and began to fluctuate violently. A gale howled through the forest, the branches were whipped about wildly, and the dappled shadows became twisted and grotesque.

Elena, Calvin, and Eric, hidden in the shadows, led their guards out swiftly as planned, like cheetahs in the night.

Adrian moved with lightning speed, rushing towards Shen Ying in an instant. His movements were swift and agile, each step carrying the wind, and he reached Shen Ying's side in a flash. He pulled Shen Ying tightly into his arms, quickly moving her to safety. Turning his gaze to Leon, his eyes filled with undeniable authority, he said simply and forcefully, "Protect her."

Before he finished speaking, he turned back like an arrow and joined the fierce battle, his sword already drawn, gleaming with a chilling light.

Elena leaped gracefully into the air, her wand flashing with dazzling light as she attacked the Dream Fairy; Eric wielded his greatsword, each swing creating a sharp gust of wind as he slashed towards the Dream Fairy.

Calvin nimbly weaved through the chaos, carefully observing the Dream Fairy's every move, searching for the enemy's weaknesses, while whispering ancient incantations to cast spells at crucial moments to assist his teammates.

The members of the Royal Guard acted swiftly, and everything proceeded smoothly according to plan.

"Raise your shields, front line, and solidify the defense! We absolutely cannot let the Dream Demoness break through!" Eric commanded. The sword in his hand, engraved with ancient runes, gleamed coldly in the moonlight, its blade subtly shimmering with light, as if responding to the impending battle.

"Yes!" the front-line team members responded in unison, quickly raising their specially made shields. These shields, forged from refined iron and inlaid with mithril along the edges, were engraved with protective magic circles and gleamed with a mysterious luster under the moonlight. The shields were joined together seamlessly to form an indestructible shield wall, protecting their comrades behind them from the attacks of the Dream Demoness.

"Feint attack on the left flank, prepare for a surprise attack on the right flank, crossbowmen prepare to fire, proceed according to plan!" Eric emphasized again.

The left-wing members wielded long spears, the shafts made of tough ironwood and the spearheads forged from cold iron. With each swing, the spears gleamed with a chilling light, like silver dragons emerging from the sea, successfully drawing the attention of the Dream Demoness. The right-wing members carried blades polished from obsidian, their edges incredibly sharp, gleaming with a deathly glint. They were poised to strike like cheetahs.

The crossbowmen's crossbows were made of composite hardwood, with taut strings that gleamed coldly. The arrowheads were triangular, armor-piercing designs that shone with a chilling metallic sheen under the moonlight. Their eyes were focused intently on their targets.

In an instant, the cold light reflected from these weapons intertwined with the team members' momentum, enveloping the Illusionary Demoness, and the two sides engaged in a fierce battle.

Elena's magical light shone like the blazing sun, striking the Dream Fairy repeatedly and slowing her movements. Eric's sword strikes generated powerful wind pressure with each swing, leaving deep wounds on her body. Calvin seized the opportunity, casting a powerful binding spell that made it difficult for the Dream Fairy to break free.

The royal guard's attack was methodical; their spears moved like silver dragons, their blades like scythes of death, and their crossbow bolts flew towards the enemy like meteors. The Dream Demoness roared in fury, but it was too late to turn the tide.

Adrian seized the opportunity, rushing forward like lightning, his sword plunging deep into the Dream Demoness's vitals. She let out a piercing scream, and her immense magical power began to surge uncontrollably.

Just then, Calvin swiftly pulled a palm-sized, diamond-shaped crystal box from his pocket. The box was covered in ancient runes, which shimmered with a ghostly blue light, seemingly resonating with the emanating magic of the Dream Demoness. Calvin pointed the crystal box at the Dream Demoness, and the previously raging magic seemed to be drawn in, being slowly absorbed into the crystal box.