In the room, Ravella continued, “Moreover, I am certain that once you become an immortal deity, you will undoubtedly rank among the most formidable, effortlessly resolving the troubles that beset me.”

“And as for The Eye of Truth, it would be more than sufficient to garner assistance from such a powerful being.”

“But for now, I find myself unable to leave this place.”

“While my avatar can act freely, its range of movement remains confined. In this world, you alone possess the potential to ascend to the status of an immortal deity, and that merits my wager.”

Ravella spoke with sincerity.

Enzo sensed her fervent yearning for freedom.

Yet, Enzo neither acquiesced nor declined, calmly stating, “Please, take me outside.”

Ravella nodded, once again grasping Enzo’s arm and leading him out of the room.

This time, they did not emerge near the Emerald Tower, but rather on the third underground level of the Death Lair. Due to the upheavals in Dragons Land, the third level of the Death Lair had become bustling with activity, as many engaged in fervent discussions about the events transpiring in Dragons Land.

Among them, some were articulating various fabrications that made Enzo shake his head in disbelief.

Soon, through his mental perception, Enzo located Melissa and Dandil.

The two were situated in a corner of the underground space on the third level.

Upon seeing Enzo’s arrival, Melissa let out a sigh of relief and inquired with concern, “Enzo, what transpired afterward?”

Choosing to conceal the details, Enzo replied, “Just some minor issues.”

He then continued, “Melissa, what are your plans moving forward?”

Melissa hesitated for a moment before responding, “The trials in Dragons Land have been suspended, making the acquisition of the Dragon Soul Fruit impossible. I plan to take Freya to the Steles Amusement Park in Steles Forest. Perhaps we shall uncover something valuable there.”

Dandil sighed, stating, “I intend to withdraw from the trials.”

During the black dragon trials, Dandil had mistakenly perceived Invicta and other members of the Shadow Clan as magical beasts, leading him to ally with several teams to hunt them down. This resulted in the swift demise of numerous team members, leaving Dandil as the sole survivor of his group. Although he displayed little sorrow afterward.

He was, in truth, weary of the relentless conflicts within the trial space.

Consequently, Dandil sought to depart, a decision that Enzo found unsurprising.

Enzo refrained from interfering with their choices.

After opening a portal to a smaller realm, he brought Freya forth, explaining the situation and sharing some insights about the Steles Amusement Park. Following this, Melissa and Freya left the Death Lair, returned to the trial square, and then ventured into Steles Forest to continue their participation in other trials.

Dandil, however, withdrew entirely.

As for Enzo, he too bid farewell to Ravella before returning to the trial square. Upon reaching an isolated corner, he suddenly halted and addressed the empty space before him, saying, “Mr. Melokuhle, since you have arrived, why conceal yourself?”

An awkward chuckle ensued, and the figure of Profaner Melokuhle gradually materialized.

He regarded Enzo with regret, exclaiming, “Enzo, are you truly not reconsidering? After all, this is the inheritance of an immortal deity, capable of immensely enhancing your power!”

Enzo resolutely shook his head.

Understanding Enzo’s determination, Melokuhle could not help but let out a heavy sigh.

In the next moment, he handed a few fruits to Enzo, saying, “These are the Dragon Soul Fruits, rewards from the Dragon Trial. Moreover, although you have declined the inheritance, the trial space will remain open for you to explore further. Should you wish to obtain the inheritance, you may call my name within the trial space.”

Enzo accepted the Dragon Soul Fruits with gratitude, responding, “Thank you, Mr. Melokuhle.”

Melokuhle sighed and then turned to depart.

Enzo hesitated, standing silently in the trial square as he pondered whether to continue his explorations.

He had already ventured into the Steles Forest and the Death Lair, yielding significant rewards, yet the Shadow Castle remained unexplored. However, having already declined Boyega’s inheritance, his interest in the potential treasures of the Shadow Castle had waned considerably.

Additionally, there was another matter he needed to clarify.

He was certain that his rejection of Boyega’s inheritance stemmed from his own convictions. He was unwilling to jeopardize himself for fleeting gains. Yet Ravella’s words suggested he had been influenced by the Life Tree’s avatar—was there a complication with the Life Tree?

Furthermore, he realized it had been quite some time since he left the Crimson Star Tribe. It was perhaps time to return and pay a visit.

With these thoughts in mind, Enzo reached a resolution.

He activated the Supernatural Trial Crystal once more, leaving the trial square and returning to the Elven Homeland.

Unbeknownst to him, as he departed, Melokuhle reappeared, his gaze resolute, seemingly having made a significant decision.

…

In the Elven Homeland, upon the trial road outside the royal city, Enzo’s figure materialized.

The moment he emerged, he spotted a familiar elven figure—Jennings.

Jennings spotted Enzo, her surprise evident. However, once she confirmed his identity, she approached him briskly, her expression slightly awkward as she said, “Mr. Enzo, you have emerged! Her Majesty has instructed me to await your arrival here.”

Enzo, perplexed, inquired, “Is there something amiss?”

Jennings shook her head, replying, “I am not privy to the details. Her Majesty merely instructed me to escort you to her.”

The queen wishes to see me?

Moreover, she anticipated my emergence and sent Jennings to wait for me?

This certainly carries an air of conspiracy.

Yet, at this moment, Enzo harbored a firm confidence in his own abilities. Although he felt a flicker of doubt, he acquiesced and followed Jennings once more into the Elven royal city, eventually entering the palace. However, this time Jennings did not lead him to the palace gardens but instead to Queen Daphne’s private chamber.

Inside, a sumptuous feast awaited him on the table.

This only heightened Enzo’s curiosity.

Before long, Queen Daphne entered, inviting Enzo to take a seat before saying, “Mr. Enzo, I have a matter I wish to entrust to you—one that only you can assist me with.”

The elven queen Daphne’s air of mystery only deepened Enzo’s intrigue.

However, she did not clarify her intentions directly.

She lifted a goblet filled with exquisite wine from the table, pouring a generous amount for Enzo as she said, “Mr. Enzo, this is a specialty fruit wine of our elven kin. Do indulge in its flavor.”

Enzo gazed into the cup.

The liquid was shimmering in a vibrant emerald hue, crystal clear and exuding an enchanting aroma.

Just the scent invigorated him, setting his blood alight. Clearly, this was no ordinary fruit wine. Given the current state of Elven Homeland, how could such a “fruit wine” even exist?

Enzo sensed an unusual tension in the air, though he could not quite grasp the nature of the impending danger.

He drained his cup of fruit wine and inquired, “Queen Daphne, please speak candidly. If there is a way I can assist, I shall do my utmost to oblige.”

Enzo held a favorable view of Daphne.

As he set down his glass, Daphne felt a wave of relief wash over her. Suddenly, she rose to her feet, showcasing her alluring figure, which, though partially obscured by her crimson gown, still ignited a fervor within. A faint smile graced her lips as she turned to Enzo, asking, “Enzo, do you find me beautiful?”

At that moment, the bedroom door was firmly shut.

There were only Enzo and Daphne in the room.

A profound silence enveloped them after her question, broken only by the soft sound of their heartbeats.

Enzo found himself bewildered by Daphne’s audacious inquiry, yet he could not deny the captivating allure she exuded, drawing his gaze irresistibly toward her.

Daphne was clad in a flowing red gown.

She possessed a delicate visage adorned with a blush that enhanced her ethereal beauty. Her eyes sparkled with the brilliance of a starry sky, and her lips, a vivid crimson, were simply irresistible. The glimpses of porcelain skin revealed at the neckline of her gown sparked endless imagination, particularly given Daphne’s current demeanor, which was irresistibly enticing.

Enzo, almost involuntarily, replied, “Yes, you are beautiful.”

With a playful smile, Daphne responded, “Would you like to see more?”

As she spoke, she delicately tugged at the neckline of her gown.

Her shoulders emerged, smooth and inviting, while the contours of her bosom became partially visible, creating a tantalizing cleavage that beckoned exploration and a desire to caress.

At that moment, Enzo became acutely aware that something was amiss.

While he was not averse to such encounters, he was not driven by an insatiable hunger either.

Yet, a singular thought consumed his mind—

Pressing Daphne forcefully beneath him.

No!

“This fruit wine is tainted!”

Enzo suddenly realized this and demanded an explanation from Daphne.

Daphne shook her head slightly before pouring herself another glass, draining it in one swift motion. “Mr. Enzo, the fruit wine is perfectly fine.” She assured, though her demeanor suggested otherwise.

Enzo was not convinced by Daphne’s reassurances.

After she consumed the wine, her breath quickened noticeably, and her gaze turned dreamy—an expression Enzo recognized all too well.

As anticipated, Daphne approached him directly.

She drew near until she nestled against him, her hands gliding over Enzo’s chest. She then ventured lower, exploring until her fingers encountered his ardent penis. A blush crept across Daphne’s cheeks as she smiled and murmured, “Enzo, your body is quite evident in its response. Do not resist. Relish in this moment. I shall attend to you with utmost care.”

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