The truth, as it turned out, was the sharpest knife that hurt the most.
Gould, who had been stubbornly resisting, began to tremble uncontrollably after Huihui spoke those words.
Huihui wanted to speak further, but suddenly, there was a light sound from behind.
Whoosh!
A strand of black vine shot out like a sharp sword.
Luckily her reaction was fast, and even if she hadn't reacted in time, there was Arthur's muscle memory, as the vine almost grazed her waist as it shot out.
But before she could feel relieved, she saw the vine pierce accurately through Gould's abdomen.
Blood soaked his black robe, creating a dark brown halo.
However, this ugly elf didn't scream in agony; instead, he emitted a strange and chilling laugh.
"Hehehehe... It's a pity, you won't have the chance to kill me now..."
The blood-drenched vine flickered with a crimson light as it slowly passed through his body and entered the wall on the other side.
