Street of Evil.

Just like its name suggests, this is the gathering place of evil in Dream City.

The houses were dilapidated, the streets were covered in yellow sand, and the people scattered on the streets were all disheveled and covered with various scars.

Inside the abandoned house, Aina looked anxiously at the unconscious Baker.

A king is still a king, even if Beck has three-star traits, he did not inherit the defense of a beast.

He was nearly half-dead from that blow.

At the crucial moment, Beck unleashed his full potential, escaping the King's pursuit with terrifying speed.

But once he arrived here, his already hazy consciousness completely collapsed after his energy was exhausted.

Aina was panicked as she watched Beck's breathing gradually weaken, but she didn't know what to do.

Aina was already covered in wounds from moving him here.

Her high heels were missing, and her bare feet, treading on the gravel ground, were covered in bloodstains.

But she seemed oblivious to her injuries, trembling and unsure of what to do.

Baker's clothes were torn at the chest, revealing his well-defined muscles.

But on that chest, there was an unusual light, spreading outwards like a venomous snake.

If things are left unattended, Baker will surely die here.

But she was just a first-level martial artist, she had nothing, how could she save him?

With her thoughts in disarray, Aina felt a deep sense of powerlessness and even considered giving up.

"Calm down, Aina, calm down."

With two sharp slaps, Aina struck herself across the face, her hand not holding back.

The stinging pain in her cheek brought her to a slightly clearer state of mind.

Staring at the wound on Baker's chest, she didn't know how to fix it, but others certainly did!

Street of Evil.

Aina had heard of this street; unlike other parts of Dream City, the people here paid money to buy the evil in human nature.

"Doctor, Baker needs a doctor now."

She struggled to her feet, and as she regained some consciousness, the stinging pain in her feet surged up like a pack of jackals.

This made Aina's expression somewhat ferocious.

Despite the stinging pain, Aina quickly cleaned up the pebbles embedded in her flesh and tied some dry grass to her feet to serve as shoes.

As she stepped out of the house, which had no door at all, Aina noticed several pairs of eyes staring at her from the street.

Although those extremely aggressive gazes made her feel physically uncomfortable, she also wished she had been a lamb led to the slaughter in the past.

But she can't care about that now.

Hello.

"Oh?" Several figures on the street dispersed, leaving only one person whose eyes swept over Aina's body with a flirtatious look.

After her escape, Aina had less clothing on her body, revealing large areas of her fair skin.

Staring into that uncomfortable gaze, Aina forced herself to ask, "Where is a doctor around here?"

"A doctor?"

The man's gaze passed over Aina and landed on the house she had come from.

However, he was quickly stopped by Aina, who looked at him stubbornly.

"Seeing a doctor is not a good option."

Do you know where I can find a doctor?

Compared to the deeper meaning in his words, Aina was more concerned that there really was a doctor here.

"Of course, it's right there at the church around the corner."

"Thanks."

"Heh," the man said with a self-deprecating laugh, "Let's talk about it later."

Aina quickly found the so-called church, which was relatively well-preserved.

"Hello? Is the doctor here?"

The sound echoed in the empty church. Looking at the rows of seats and the stained glass windows at the top, Aina could roughly guess the original purpose of the place.

"A newcomer?"

The sound was strange, reminding Aina of the sound of fingernails scraping against the blackboard at school.

It's terrifying.

Then a hunched figure emerged from the corner, carrying a cane.

"Are you a doctor?"

"Doctor, I guess so."

The figure slowly walked up to her, circled around her, and said, "Tsk tsk, not bad at all."

Aina hugged herself and looked cautiously at the figure that was two heads shorter than her, saying, "Um, my friend is injured, could you please go and take a look?"

"Of course, but can you afford it?"

“I have savings, I can transfer them all to you,” Aina said quickly.

"Let's go then."

The doctor's decisive words left Aina somewhat dazed; the Evil Street didn't seem as terrifying as rumored.

Two people came one after the other; one gave her directions, and the other agreed to see a doctor.

squeak...

The old wooden door made eerie noises, along with the doctor's sinister chuckle.

"Making house calls, huh? Tsk tsk tsk, it's been a long time since I've seen a house call."

The doctor quickly examined Baker's condition, a strange glint flashing in his eyes hidden beneath his clothes.

The power of being crowned a king?

A remarkable person has arrived.

"How is he? What should we do to treat his injuries now?" Aina asked hurriedly.

"It's hopeless."

The doctor stood up and said slowly, "This is not an ordinary injury. It's because that unfamiliar energy in his body is eroding his body."

"That's the power of a king; a grandmaster like me has no chance of resisting it."

"It's a miracle that I'm still alive."

Aina's body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground: "How could this be..."

If it weren't for saving her, Baker would definitely have had a chance to leave before the king arrived.

Thinking of this, tears began to flow uncontrollably from the corners of my eyes.

Despair enveloped her, causing the doctor beneath her clothes to let out a dazed smile.

That's beautiful! That's the expression she should have on her face!

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