Broken, Charmelyn, and Marlene reappeared simultaneously in Gremory’s Throne Room. As usual, the demon sat casually on the throne, sipping from a glass filled with a crimson liquid. She glanced at them lazily, as if their return was little more than a mild amusement.
Without wasting time, Broken used his Moonvine Knuckles to retrieve the gloves he had dropped during the previous battle, quickly storing them back in his inventory. The demon showed no interest in the items, despite knowing it could have weakened her challengers by taking them.
“Ah, the challengers return,” Gremory’s voice echoed through the grand chamber, dripping with amusement. “How delightful. I was growing bored of waiting.” She leaned forward slightly. “I wonder… have you started to lose hope and plan to surrender to me yet?”
Broken summoned his Wavebreaker Spear, his body enveloped in a glowing blue aura. He spun the spear once, then slammed it into the floor with a resounding thud.
“Surely, we don’t look like we’re about to surrender, do we? I’m sure you can read that,” he said with a faint smirk.
Charmelyn, standing to his left, and Marlene, on his right-still in her human form-nodded in agreement.
“This demon bitch seems awfully lonely. She talks way too much for a demon,” Marlene quipped, reverting to her in-game persona, a stark contrast to her usual self outside the game.
“That’s why she plans on keeping us here, I guess,” Broken replied, a slight smile crossing his face.
“But that’s not going to happen!” Charmelyn chimed in confidently.
“Let’s stick to the plan and give it everything we’ve got for the win today!” Broken said, his voice calm and determined.
Gremory rose from her throne, her movement accompanied by the stirring of the camel, now fully awake. The sound of her heels echoed through the grand chamber as she strode forward, her long legs carrying her with an air of dominance.
“I’ve always enjoyed watching my victims struggle,” she said, her voice dripping with amusement. “Seeing them fight with everything they have, only to be crushed in the end- desperate and defeated. Because, in the end, nothing you do will matter against me.”
With a flick of her wrist, Gremory threw her glass to the side, the sound of it shattering ringing through the room. “Surely you understand the difference in our levels by now. No matter what you try, the three of you stand no chance, even if you use every ounce of strength you possess.”
Broken lifted his head, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he recalled the final conversation he’d had with the two women beside him during their last strategy meeting.
“I infiltrated your expedition, and I know it was wrong from your perspective,” Charmelyn had said. “I won’t apologize or ask for peace, but I understand that for this battle, we need to work together. So, let’s do our best for now.”
Marlene had nodded, her tone casual. “Alright, I can be cool with that. Let’s put everything aside and settle our issues after we’re done with this battle.”
Broken had agreed. “We have to give it everything we’ve got. Winning this fight is all that matters. No wasting time in that demon’s throne room-kill her, and we take the rewards!” “Good idea,” Marlene had replied, her determination clear. “I’m on board with that.”
“Me too,” Charmelyn had echoed, sealing their pact to focus on the fight ahead.
Now, standing together in Gremory’s throne room, those words hung in his mind, fueling his resolve.
As the battle prepared to begin, Charmelyn stepped forward ahead of the others, clenching both fists. “If one of me isn’t enough to fight this demon, then I’ll bring two.”
From her side, a second figure manifested-an exact copy of herself, standing beside her. Everyone watching the broadcast was left in stunned silence at the sight.
“Is that the usual clone skill Charmelyn does?” Jovina asked.
“No, this is her ability as the Envy Champion,” Maylock explained.
“What can she possibly do with such a ridiculous clone?” Melliandra commented skeptically. Maylock elaborated. “Charmelyn doesn’t just create a simple clone. This is a full copy of herself, identical in every way. Essentially, she becomes two people at once. She can control both bodies alternately, even from a distance.”
“Wait, aren’t there now two of her in that room? Didn’t you say her other copy was still in Slumdon?” someone asked.
Maylock nodded. “Yes, the concept is she can void one copy and create a new one. What’s happening here is she voided the copy in Slumdon and summoned a new one in that room. That means there’s no way for Charmelyn to escape now unless they defeat the demon.”
“But seriously, how can she control two copies of herself at the same time? How is that even possible?”
“That’s exactly why we’re here to see how well she’s mastered this technique,” Maylock explained. “It’s a technique she gained after claiming the title of Envy Champion, and now we’ll see how far she can push it.”
The battle in Gremory’s Throne Room erupted again, and this time, Charmelyn darted forward at incredible speed, both of her bodies rushing toward Gremory.
“Do you really think a mere copy can make a difference?” Gremory taunted.
As Charmelyn closed in, one of her copies vanished. The remaining body struck out with her dagger, engaging in a fierce exchange with the demon. Their blows collided, each matching the other’s speed and strength. But when Gremory aimed a swift strike at Charmelyn’s neck, her body disappeared-only for the other copy to materialize behind Gremory, slashing quickly with the dagger.
“Damn, how is she doing that? It’s like she’s using a mini teleport skill.”
“Is it really that easy to control two bodies at once?”
“I think Charmelyn’s using a combination of a permanent stealth skill and her copy ability flawlessly,” Skywarden commented.
“Damn, Charmelyn’s a beast!” Toberry, the alchemist added. “Behind that quiet and mysterious personality, she’s an incredibly dangerous fighter-especially now that she’s an
Envy Champion!”
“Finally, yeah! We’ve got a Divine Champion on our side, hahaha.”
The battlefield was now chaotic, filled with various summons that had appeared in the throne room, each with its own task-some attacking the camel, others disrupting Gremory’s
movements.
Amidst this chaos, Marlene wasn’t just in her usual werewolf form. This time, a pair of wings emerged from her back as she soared through the air, disappearing into the walls and reappearing from different angles, attacking Gremory in tandem with Charmelyn.
As Gremory took to the air to counter Marlene’s flying form, Marlene swiftly transformed back into her werewolf state, delivering powerful claw attacks. While her flying form allowed her to move faster and evade Gremory, her werewolf form delivered devastating damage with
each strike.
“And what’s that? Can that bitch transform into a demon too?”
Maylock jumped in with an explanation. “I believe this is an ability she’s kept hidden from most people. After making a contract with a demon beast, Marlene can borrow their abilities and forms. That’s why she’s so versatile in her attacks, switching between speed and raw
power effortlessly.”
“They’re all incredible,” Kingsley commented, impressed by the battle unfolding.
Jovina chimed in with a laugh. “But that bitch is still ranked below me, hahaha. This fight would’ve been easier if I were there instead of that dog bitch, hahaha.”
“But is it really okay for Marlene to reveal so many of her abilities while we’re all watching?”
Elincia stepped in. “This was a mutual agreement between both sides. Shadow Wolves are watching this in real-time as well.”
“But won’t this put Broken at a disadvantage, revealing so much?” someone else asked.
Maylock responded calmly, “No, they’ve reached a fair deal. When Broken starts revealing more of his abilities, the broadcast for the Shadow Wolves will be cut off. It’s all part of the
arrangement.”
“Well, let’s see if that pervert Broken can keep up with the two Divine Champions or if he’s just going to be a burden!” Melliandra’s voice rang out, drawing everyone’s attention toward
her.
“What? Why?” she added when eyes fell on her. “Yes, Broken is a pervert and useless. I’m only here to watch him lose again, big time.”
Laughter erupted as others began clapping at Melliandra’s blunt remark.
“That’s some good acting, Melliandra,” Elincia teased with a grin. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
“Shut up! I’m serious,” Melliandra snapped back.
“Yes, she’s serious,” Kingsley confirmed from his seat beside her.