It's like sharp needles slowly piercing my heart.
Viktor's words plunged her into deep distress.
She also has countless followers, and even an innumerable number of suitors.
In her own wild world, she preferred to call those people's behavior "courtship."
The weak follow the strong, and they too wanted to pursue Hera because of her power.
But Hera, just like Victor is now, also rejected them.
They used the same reasoning.
Are you worthy?
Hera values the strong; the weak are worthless in her eyes.
Now, his own courtship attempts have been met with the same rejection.
Because, here, she is the weaker party.
Viktor is a strongman.
The strong do not need to feign politeness with the weak, so when Victor rejected her for the same reason, Hera was speechless.
Because she is a beast, she must abide by the rules of beasts.
The law of the jungle prevails, and only the strong are right.
After saying that, Viktor turned around and never looked back.
He looked up at the sky, a glimmer of white light flashing in his eyes.
The white array that kept spinning beneath his feet gradually contracted, and magical stars, like wings, began to swirl around the array, hovering beneath Victor's feet.
The next second, the enormous white formation shot upwards, the gathered wings bursting outwards, and the formation completely dissipated.
With a swirling current of air, Victor vanished from the spot.
Only two long, drawn-out sentences echoed in the air:
"It seems this collaboration didn't go very well, but I acknowledge your ambition."
"I'll keep waiting for your news. See you next time."
All the adventurers gathered together, looking worriedly at Hera, who stood there with her head down, her face obscured.
"Boss..."
Soon, after hearing a call, Hera raised her head again, regaining her initial composed and elegant demeanor.
Holding a fan, she covered her mouth and smiled faintly.
"It's okay, it's just being rejected once."
Being rejected on her first attempt at courtship was, to be honest, quite disheartening for her.
But it also taught Hera some lessons.
She stepped out and landed on the shallow puddle, splashing a few glistening water droplets.
Hera felt refreshed and relaxed as she enjoyed the fresh air around her.
She walked slowly forward, her steps quiet as she made her way through the depths of the woods.
That lonely figure appeared even more so in the sunlight.
She continued walking quietly, while the adventurers remained silent.
Suddenly, Hera stopped and turned around, looking solemnly at the fourth-tier adventurers, scrutinizing them from head to toe.
Hera flicked her hand, opening her fan to completely conceal her smiling face.
There was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
"I think our Beast Guild should make some changes."
As the words faded, a feeling seemed to rise from the depths of the adventurers' hearts.
They seemed to have understood something.
Hera wasn't the only one who thought this way; any adventurer who joined the Beast Guild was inclined to adopt a beast-like mindset.
These fourth-tier adventurers were all, to varying degrees, defeated by Hera in the past, or simply admired Hera's power and willingly became members of the guild.
Viktor's appearance also deeply moved them.
[Beasts] worship the strong and should follow them.
And now, Victor is that strongman.
"The Clavner family's recruitment will be an opportunity for our Beast Guild."
...
The thirtieth level of the Demon Rift.
【Verdant Path】
After passing through a huge door, they finally arrived at the end of the Green Path.
What appeared before them was an extremely vast open space.
The demi-human group entered in an orderly fashion, their expressions becoming extremely solemn.
Everywhere, there were decaying green vines and a faint, eerie light.
It was as if it had sensed something.
A giant claw burst forth from beneath the green earth, revealing a withered head.
Its eyes were glazed over, and it struggled, stretching out half of its body.
The entire team went on high alert, as they could clearly sense that the monster about to appear possessed an extremely powerful aura.
Even Gwen drew her sword, her eyes sharp, ready for battle.
Aurelion, however, looked at the dazed monster that was still struggling to break free, and as if recognizing it, slowly said:
"Found it, the end of the thirtieth floor."
"Floor owner - Hidden Soul Corpse".
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