She chuckled softly and ran her fingertips over the chains, causing each link to vibrate and emit a mournful hum.

"Use your brain! It's impossible. Even your Lord's surname was given by Dilin. As for the Forest Ranger... he also knew long ago that your Arnobis is a man-eating demonic realm! Otherwise, why would his chains have been here for thousands of years!!"

The being in the magma let out a shrill scream, and its body completely disintegrated into countless wriggling fire snakes, but in the next second it was pierced through by chains and nailed to death in mid-air.

"Admit it, greed has burned you, and now—"

Atasha slowly raised her eyes, and the chained heart pierced by the arrow was reflected in her eyes.

"Your souls will also disappear."

Atasha laughed.

"If I win, you won't have anything left."

At this moment, the figure of "Nan Song" in the magma was almost melted, but its eyes were still fixed on Bai Di, and its hoarse voice was like sandpaper rubbing against it:

"We have spent a thousand years with the Lord... Only then have we become one... A weakling who can't even protect himself is not worthy!! He is not worthy!! And you! You..."

Before he finished speaking——

The golden pattern on Broll's chain completely exploded at this moment.

The dazzling stream of light intertwined with the starlight seeping out of the chains, forming a spiral column of light that shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire space as if it were daytime.

His fingertips quickly sketched in the void, and golden runes floated in the air like a burning brand, echoing the arrow shot by Nan Song.

The moment the last stroke falls——

The chains broke, the magma solidified, and the beating heart shattered like glass. Countless dark red spots of light gushed out, as if tens of millions of imprisoned souls were finally freed.

And Atasha's figure slowly dissipated amid the buzzing of chains.

Ma Tuan didn't hesitate, grabbed Bai Di and quickly retreated, while forming a seal with one hand, and a translucent barrier unfolded in front of the two of them.

"Don't look at that heart!" he growled. "It's tampering with your perception!"

Nansong's arrow finally left the bow.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The arrow forged from starlight pierced through the heart of the chain, and the dark surface cracked like glass. Countless dark red light spots gushed out from the cracks, as if some imprisoned soul was finally released.

However, at the moment their hearts completely shattered, countless pale arms suddenly stretched out from the depths of the magma. Those arms were as dry as bones, but with a certain morbid flexibility. They wrapped around the ankles, waists, and wrists of Broll and the other three like snakes, dragging them towards the abyss.

"Sister Nan, Bai Di Ma Tuan--!" Blore's shout echoed in the space, but his figure was the first to be swallowed up by the magma.

Darkness falls.

When their vision returned, the four of them were standing again at the original collapsed area.

The chains on Broll were still wrapped around him, but the golden patterns had completely transformed into a star-gold color, flowing across his skin like a galaxy.

Nan Song stood beside him, holding tightly in his hand a crystal made from half a jellyfish tentacle, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Blore lowered his head and found a burn mark on his palm - the edge of the petal-shaped wound was a iridescent black, and fine beads of blood were slowly oozing out, wriggling slightly like some living thing.

There was dead silence all around, with only the lingering sound of tentacles shaking in the distance, like a forgotten prisoner still roaring silently in the abyss.