In Pompeii Fairyland’s secret realm.
An elderly woman vomited blood and collapsed to the ground, sternly addressing the group of companions in front of her, “You’ve gone too far, vile and shameless, do you believe you’ll be able to reach the core layer without difficulty after passing this level? Don’t be fooled, there are numerous authorities here, the formations are connected, and there are numerous curses, without me, you will not reach the end, and you will not receive the treasures and opportunities.”
“Old Lady Peach, it’s not that we’re unkind, but we can’t do it!” said a middle-aged man.
Another guy spoke up as well, “Who dares to carry you? The formation here is already full of crises and constraints, several stages have lowered our cultivation level, and we can’t even walk without gasping. Who can afford to carry you? Isn’t that equivalent to just dying?”
“That’s right, Old Lady Peach, just rest and recuperate here, and we’ll take you away when we return.”
Cecelia’s grandmother was Old Lady Peach. Her group of accomplices consisted entirely of old acquaintances. When it came to life and death situations, however, people’s true colors emerged, and no one was eager to aid.
Old Lady Peach chuckled and said, “Allow me to rest and recover here? In my current state, am I able to hide from those puppets? Are you still here, waiting to die? Hahaha, I can see that each and every one of you, despite your good intentions and integrity, is a hypocrite…”
During the conversation.
Steps could be heard on the other side of the corridor. The footsteps were intense. Some of their expressions abruptly shifted.
“This is not good. Those things are catching up.”
“Run, run!”
A group of people rapidly went ahead without bothering about Old Lady Peach.
Old Lady Peach’s eyes flashed between dread and lunacy as she laughed hysterically, “Bullshit friendship, bullshit morale! And since you’re all unkind, don’t blame me for being unrighteous, you… None of you can escape!”
She cackled out loud.
Those pounding footsteps on the other side grew closer and closer. Someone among the folks running away let out a horrible scream, one filled with intense misery.
“Ahh!!!”
“What have you done to my body, Old Lady Peach?”
Boom, boom, boom!
It was a significant battle, a fight that made everyone’s heart throb inexplicably. Although the puppet was defeated, the cost of it was too high. All of this could have been saved at one point.
Old Lady Peach chuckled evilly and turned to face the group, saying, “Look, isn’t it a simple task? Alright now, which of you will come over and carry me? You cannot allow anything to happen to me, and as long as you leave this place safely, I will then naturally give you all the poison. Otherwise, it will be a mutated witch’s poison, and there will be no way to unlock your poison even if the witch herself comes.”
The people in the group were stuck and unhappy but had no other choice. Who dared to carry a toxic old fella like her?
The audience exchanged angry glances, but there was nothing they could do. Even if they were hesitant, they could only do as they were instructed, and eventually, everyone discussed and took turns carrying.
“Hmph!”
“You folks think I’m the plague god, don’t you?” said the old woman.
“Look, I remember each and every one of your attitudes, so don’t come asking me when the time comes to poison. Hmm… I’m still able to detoxify the person who’ll be carrying me at any moment. But if anyone gets poisoned suddenly when danger hits unexpectedly, they can only blame themselves”.
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