Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 399 The Wanderer and the Hunter

Huang Quan is still wandering in a dreamlike foreign land.

She chose to ignore the dreamlike dead zone that came her way.

With a single strike, all the monsters were wiped out and became part of nothingness.

She soon found herself in a strange, alien space.

Huang Quan stopped in her tracks, for standing before her was a white mecha, its entire body radiating a dangerous aura.

"You should pull out that knife."

Sam reached out his hand to Huang Quan, "Ranger."

Huang Quan sighed softly, "Hunter, do you still dream?"

"Dreaming about those who died because of you?"

Huang Quan's eyes darkened, and the dreamlike memories bubbled around her.

After the fire, a mansion emerged from the dream bubble.

That was the Eternal Fire Residence.

Grand Duke of the Underworld, wearing a long coat, sat on that high seat.

It appears powerful, but hidden dangers lurk beneath.

Because Huang Quan's blade was already pointed at him.

Grand Duke Netherfire calmly raised his head and said in a composed tone, "It seems the outcome was already decided."

"They're still alive, and so are you." Huang Quan still didn't put down her knife; she was giving Grand Duke Minghuo a chance.

"You still have a choice. Leave the music box behind, and then go."

Grand Duke of Netherfire sneered, "A choice? The bloody path of 'Destruction' has never allowed for hesitation."

The destiny he believed in did not allow him to make any concessions.

Huang Quan's blade did not retreat an inch.

"The Fire Demon of Topfit... Even if you offer your life to that star god, you will not gain His favor."

Grand Duke Netherfire raised his head, looking at Huang Quan with a hint of disdain in his expression. "Ranger, you operate within the narrow confines of 'hunting,' so naturally you cannot understand."

"We come from the fire, we are born from the fire, we spread, burn, and destroy, until the firewood is burned out, leaving behind only ashes."

"Burning is the life of the fire demon, its beginning and its end."

"We are born to die, simply to illustrate a universal truth: all things are born for destruction."

Huang Quan glanced behind him. "But your companions don't seem to think so. They fought for your life."

“They are my children, just like I once was, like flames yet to burn out. They are still young, and I will not blame them.”

“But my flames have grown hoarse, and time is running out. Do you see the Star of the Gathering in the distance? I will take Purgatory there—so before that, I must cross you.”

"Why?" Huang Quan asked, puzzled.

"Because you have gone further than I have in the path they opened up..."

"Commander."

Huang Quan remained silent.

“You can’t hide your identity. Draw that knife. We will stay here, and we are destined to fight to the death, because I have chosen to do so.”

"Destruction is a magnificent moment. If one seeks survival through baseness... then life is far too long."

Grand Duke of the Underworld laughed, his laughter rising higher and higher with the flames.

"Even if the answer... might be your own destruction?" Huang Quan gripped the scabbard tightly.

"The answer is not important; what matters is its existence, just as your existence is. Everything exists to be destroyed—and so does the angel."

"Even in the void, a beautiful dream, Pinocchio, can be born. What is called impossible is simply something that has not yet come to pass."

Huang Quan fell silent again, then spoke again, "Alright, I promise you."

Grand Duke of the Underworld laughed, "You will witness the most brilliant and violent fire in the world. May this burning illuminate your unfathomable dreams."

Huang Quan gripped the hilt of the knife, his cold words accompanying him, "A bottomless dream... indeed, but you've misunderstood something."

"This knife remains sheathed, not out of pity or contempt. It holds a secret I wish to keep hidden, but as a form of retaliation..."

"I will be honest with you."

"Hunting...is not the path I choose."

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May death end your long dream...

"Leading you back to a world of clarity."

The moment the sound faded, the blade was drawn, the universe fell silent, and only the sound of the void shattering remained.

The Grand Duke of the Underworld died by the blade of the Yellow Springs, just like those television sets, he only had one blade and was only fit for one blade.

The dream bubble shattered, and Sam reappeared before her.

Looking at the Star Core Hunter before him, Huang Quan uttered a few words softly.

"I will still dream about it."

"Stop now, your time hasn't come yet."

Huang Quan loosened his grip on the knife hilt.

"When it was my turn?" Sam looked at her calmly.

"I've seen many seemingly clever disguises that can cover up the appearance but can't hide the true nature, and you're no exception."

"Your intervention is completely meaningless."

"And I see hope for life in you."

Sam fell silent.

Huang Quan continued, "Was it 'the slave of fate' that made you do this?"

"You know Eriol," Sam's cold, mechanical voice came through.

"I thought this would be in your 'script'."

“My ‘script’ has always been only a few lines. Anything beyond that is unnecessary and unnecessary.”

Sam lowered her fist; she firmly believed in Elio's script.

“He knew my character: there is only one destiny, and no one can escape it—but before that, I have the right to choose.”

"But you seem unaware, so it's my turn to ask: Who exactly are you?"

Huang Quan spoke softly, "Perhaps he is not your enemy."

Sam was very dissatisfied with the answer: "That's irrelevant."

“I’m not worth your curiosity. Lone galaxies always have secrets. I’ve been wanted by the company before, so it’s not surprising that I know something about Star Core Hunters… but that’s all.”

"Perhaps I can help you."

“What reason do you have to do this?” Sam asked warily.

"I often forget things, so I'm more used to capturing things through 'feelings' than through memories. Therefore—"

"I know who's inside that cold armor."

Huang Quan stared intently at Sam, as if he could see right through him.

Sam fell silent again.

"I'm starting to lose my senses. Are you the hunter or Miss Eve's subordinate?"

"Your aura is so similar to hers."

“You…” Sam clenched his fist.

This woman is incredibly perceptive.

“Miss Eve, this name seems to be known all over the world, but this is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

"Her power is so strong that I can't even look directly at her. Her power is unique; I have never seen such power in anyone before."

"And now, there's a second one."

"So, are you willing to take off your armor and talk?" Huang Quan asked.

"Miss Firefly."

Firefly deactivated her Sam Armor and faced the underworld as a young girl.

Huang Quan also put away his katana at this moment.

"It seems that we have reached a preliminary consensus."

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