[Magic Hall]Ninth Floor.
A beautiful fireworks display was unfolding, and Misha did everything she could to prevent Hani from taking over the maze. She employed all her learned skills, bombarding the grand army of Hani with magnificent spells.
In the midst of the magic storm, the Hanis were fearless, following Yang Yu’s commands, swinging their weapons and smashing Misha against the wall time and again.
Each time, Misha would rise into the air as if nothing had happened and continue to bombard Hani with magic.
Misha wasn’t being foolish with her magic bombardments.
Her use of spells were strategically to break Hani’s weapons and then utilizing the magic to hurl the weapon debris at the Hani, inflicting significant damage.
Several Hanis had already shattered in the storm, turning into fragments.
Yang Yu’s strategy was simple—he commanded the Hanis to swallow the magic storm filled with weapon debris, urged all Hanis to abandon physical attacks, and hide the weapons inside their bodies, relying solely on Hani Light Waves to counter Misha.
Wave after wave of golden Hani Light Waves surged toward Misha, but Misha didn’t panic. She had considerable magic resistance, and the magic light waves were minimally effective. When she couldn’t dodge, she chose to endure them directly.
But as the saying goes, if the damage isn’t enough, make up with frequency.
The damage from Hani’s Light Waves might not have been severe, but it was relentless given the number of Hanis.
How could a young girl withstand such numerous, rough-looking Hanis?
After a prolonged battle, Misha was worn down to just a sliver of blood skin.
Looking at Yang Yu who was standing up and sitting down amidst the Hani, her eyes carried an indescribable emotion.
It was the kind of feeling where she really wanted to hate him but just couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Just as if a delicious cake was placed in front of her, and she stomped her foot with joy until her foot became limp.
It wasn’t the cake’s fault; it was the chef’s fault for making it too delicious.
Misha couldn’t really blame Yang Yu; if she had to blame anyone, it was just her bad luck that this maze was located directly underneath the Hani Maze.
"This time, I admit, you’ve won, being able to mobilize all the Hanis, and completely suppressing my magic, that’s a skill in itself."
Using [High-speed Circuit]for the last time, Misha swiftly accelerated and flew in front of Yang Yu,
"You probably understand my status. Before the fight ends, I have a question for you... Where did you get that key from?"
Meeting Misha’s gaze, Yang Yu grinned and asked, "What’s in it for me if I tell you?"
During this battle, Yang Yu had left the fighting entirely to the Hanis, content to watch from the sidelines.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to join the fray and scrape up some damage, it was just that this level of fighting wasn’t something he could participate in.
Using [Reflective Coating]to forcefully scrape damage would only give Misha the chance to tear him apart with magic.
While Yang Yu usually was a bit of a gambler, he definitely wouldn’t gamble at critical junctures, and absolutely wouldn’t do anything suicidal.
Now, the bosses of the Underground Maze hated him so much they wished they could peel his skin off, make him climb a mountain of swords, or drop him into a vat of boiling oil, frying him until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sprinkled with cumin and chili.
Only an idiot would give the boss of this underground city a chance.
After all, with his meager attack power, the total damage he could inflict was minuscule; sneakily scraping a bit of damage was almost like doing nothing at all, no need to risk telling Misha, "I was really just scraping a bit."
Now that Misha had approached him for a chat, despite her low mana and blood volume, the more crucial the moment, the more Yang Yu needed to keep his composure.
After all, "I can turn the tables" is one of life’s three great delusions, and one careless moment could indeed lead to being overturned.
If he and Misha were to switch places, he would definitely try every possible way to deal with this smart, shameless, yet strikingly dashing young man.
"Benefits..." Misha fell silent.
Victory was right before Yang Yu. All he needed to do was defeat her, and he could freely take the most precious treasure of this underground city. There was no reason for Yang Yu to spare her.
The boss of the Underground Maze could only exist as one, and if she were defeated, she could no longer engage in battle with other tamers.
Furthermore, in this underground maze, the key was obtained before the boss battle.
Once defeated as the boss, she would likely just vanish, unable to complete the construction of the unfinished maze, nor extract any treasures from it.
Think about it, she truly had nothing substantial to offer.
Even if she did, could it satisfy him?
"I’m sorry. It seems I really can’t offer anything of interest to you. Let’s consider my question as boring. Go ahead!"
The Catastrophe Witch, once known as the Child of the Stars, calmly spread out her arms, not to embrace her death, but to return to where she belonged.
"Forget it, I’m not that heartless." Gazing at Misha, Yang Yu shrugged helplessly, "If this is your final testament, I don’t mind answering. The underground maze I visited is called the Hall of Wisdom, this key I hold is from Scarjade, and the boss of that underground maze was named Amon. Does that makes sense now?"
"Amon. Such a nostalgic name..."
Misha smiled, as if recalling a sweet memory, and placed her hands together over her heart, gently closing her eyes,
"Thank you, my doubts are now cleared. The rest is up to you..."
"It should be up to you all."
Standing up, Yang Yu directed all the Hanis to launch their final attack, and countless golden Hani Light Waves bombarded Misha, granting her a magnificent funeral.
"Lux, I’m sorry, I couldn’t fulfill the task you entrusted to me. In another world, I’ll sincerely apologize to you."
Within the myriad of golden lights, Misha’s form scattered into twinkling specks all around, gradually vanishing, followed by the sound of a clunk as a beautiful golden treasure box hit the ground.
"Where could she have hidden, Hani?"
"Did we achieve the ultimate victory, Hani?"
The Hanis looked at each other and finally turned towards Yang Yu, waiting for Master Yang to speak.
Jumping off a Hani, Yang Yu stood among the crowd of Hanis with arms wide open, his face brimming with pride, stirring up the emotions of all the Hanis.
"Cheer! We have defeated the Dark Origin, saved the entire world, and even if this world does not recognize it, we have witnessed it all together, we are the heroes who saved this world!"
The Hanis instantly erupted into cheers, and in the empty white space, the sounds of their cheers echoed back and forth.
Looking at the fallen golden box, Yang Yu’s smile that had spread across his face gradually calmed, and his gaze slowly turned melancholic.
On such a joyful occasion, it felt as if something was missing.
He slightly lifted his head to look at the Han Fragments blocking the exit and suddenly realized something.
He understood what was lacking deep in his heart, and he could not help but reflect:
"It turns out that over the long years, the little things in everyday life gradually become unforgettable memories.
Those things that are taken for granted, once lost, are so hard to accept.
Without their companionship.
I am indeed so lonely..."
Saying this, Yang Yu crossed his arms, his face filled with dissatisfaction.
This game design is too inhumane. After clearing it, shouldn’t there be some clearance BGM to set the mood?
Why is there nothing now besides the cheers of the Hanis! Am I supposed to carry a tape recorder to play the BGM myself?