Sixth Sub-Level Transfer Hall, the stench of alcohol and the biting cold still lingered, punctuated by the intermittent snores of the sleeping warden.

Antanas and Synoria stared intently at their wristbands, awaiting the signal that the New King had completed their task on the current level.

As soon as the black crystal screen on their wristbands glowed faintly, indicating that they had completed all the requirements of this Hellraum Prison warden internship assessment, and that the Point of Service transaction function of the final level was unlocked, they immediately checked the list of contractible prisoners.

Soon, a small map on the screen outlined the intricate layout of the corridors in deep purple lines, and flashing red dots marked the location of their target.

The New King had obviously already paid the Points of Service. As wardens in the same team, they only needed to reach the cell of Truth, Pranaya, to open the heavy door and enter, avoiding further damage from the [Upside-Down Path to Rebirth] on this level.

Antanas gently slid her finger across the screen, magnifying the details of the map, staring at the red dot.

Synoria leaned closer, her pupils reflecting a crystal light, quickly nodding to signal Antanas that she was ready.

"Second Princess, we're going to rescue Pranaya. Just rest here and be safe."

Antanas turned to look at Hyperion, bidding her a temporary farewell.

"Uh, okay."

Hyperion nodded while sitting on the chair, holding a biscuit. She felt like everyone else was busy, and only she could hang up and be a supervisor.

This was supposed to be her mission as a priestess of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny.

How did it come to this...

Was this the treatment of a demon princess?

"Let's go."

After saying goodbye to Hyperion, Antanas and Synoria hesitated for almost no time. They exchanged a glance and immediately rushed into the frosty corridors inside the sixth sub-level prison.

The air in the corridor was filled with a damp, cold atmosphere, and two shadows stirred up a blast of sonic boom cold wind.

Antanas led the way, decisive and swift, Synoria followed closely behind, her eyes scanning the surroundings, ready to respond to any dangers that might appear.

The illusions in their eyes were constantly changing shape, sometimes transforming into a purgatory that devoured them, and sometimes into beautiful scenery that confused the mind.

However, these illusionary attacks were not impossible to resist with high-level spells.

Antanas's fingertips occasionally bloomed with a faint blue light, constructing a transparent barrier that enveloped her and Synoria, blocking the disasters in the illusion one by one.

When the initial illusionary attacks hit the barrier, they would make a slight vibration, like a drop of water falling on a calm lake, and instantly dissipate.

As the illusions in the [Upside-Down Path to Rebirth] rapidly grew stronger, the barrier gradually seemed to be battered by a storm, and began to fail to resist, requiring Synoria to cast complex interference spells.

Accompanied by Synoria's whispered incantations, she precisely weakened the magical damage of the illusions.

Antanas and Synoria cooperated seamlessly in the illusion. The corridor was filled with the sound of their resolute footsteps and the collision of spells. Finally, after a series of corridors and multiple turns, Antanas and Synoria arrived at the cell indicated on the map.

The two Great Demons pushed open the cell door together and rushed into the room.

"Awesome!"

Antanas waved her hand to give Synoria a high five. Both of them only had some minor injuries on their faces.

Synoria hesitated slightly, then pursed her lips and raised her hand to respond to Antanas's victory celebration.

Just an hour ago, they were prisoners, and now they had become partners who could gallop freely in the prison. There was a strange sense of excitement and freedom in their hearts.

More importantly, the New King had already obtained permission for them to return to the base level. As long as they rescued Truth, Pranaya, together, and passed the final test of Warden Bakas, they could leave this Hellraum Prison and begin their bright life in the Protoss Empire!

"Right, where is the King?"

Synoria turned her head to look at the transparent light curtain left behind at the door, the edge of which was still that sealing mechanism structure that she hated, ensuring that the heavy metal door could fit perfectly with the door frame.

She remembered that the door had not been opened in advance when the two of them arrived.

"Probably will arrive in a while."

Antanas didn't think it was strange.

Although the King was stronger than them, every move was always full of grace and elegance.

From the current situation, unlike the two of them who had scurried to this cell in a panic, the New King had just completed the maintenance work on a certain level of the sixth sub-level, and must be walking over at an unhurried and elegant pace. It was estimated that they would arrive later.

"I see."

Synoria thought for a while and felt relieved, so she and Antanas crossed the threshold inside the cell together.

They saw that the real space inside this cell was like another world. The deep gray walls covered in frost swallowed most of the light and echo. The frosted dome looked particularly heavy under the sparse light, as if it were a forgotten abyss, without even a trace of breathing. There was only that oppressive silence and bottomless cold.

Truth, Pranaya's special cell was supported by several giant anti-magic steel pillars like temple pillars. They extended upwards, covered with intricate runes. These runes flickered with faint blue dots in the dim light. Each flicker gave Antanas and Synoria the illusion of invisible eyes peeking in the dark.

Synoria's gaze quickly swept across this space that made her palpitate and unwilling to stay for long, and finally settled on the center blocked by the anti-magic steel.

Looking through the gaps in the anti-magic steel, there, a stone platform stood alone, covered with incantations. Black ice crystal chains wrapped around it like vipers, tightly locking a demon.

Its slender figure was tightly wrapped in a heavy restraint suit. From its limbs to its head, it was cruelly fixed in the confinement barrier. Even its face was covered by a cold mask, leaving only a few narrow slits, like a suffocating diver in the deep sea, only able to rely on this weak oxygen to survive.

Despite being covered by layers of barriers, the eyes of the prisoner Truth, Pranaya, reflected the figures of the two visitors through the slits in the mask with a cold and deep gaze.

Without a moment's hesitation, even though restricted by layers of barriers and chains, Pranaya's demonic power had already begun to make the anti-magic steel vibrate at the same frequency.

The ground where Antanas and Synoria were standing suddenly surged with black sparks, turning into the mouth of hell, scorching and fierce, trying to engulf Synoria and Antanas in one fell swoop.

"Pranaya, don't start attacking as soon as you see us!"

Antanas quickly deployed a defensive barrier in front of her, trying to block the scorching black flames, protecting herself and Synoria.

(End of this chapter)