As soon as Freya left, her heart suddenly throbbed painfully, as if a hand was pulling her heart, making it hard to breathe.

She leaned against the wall and sat in a safe corner, taking a long time to calm down before the feeling gradually subsided.

It had been years since she had felt this kind of heartache. What had just happened?

Could it be Bradley, or did something happen to Ella?

Realizing this, she couldn't rest, and she hastened to find an exit.

However, just as she stood up, a severe dizziness sensation struck her violently, causing her vision to go completely dark and nearly fall to the ground.

This made quite a bit of noise, attracting Belle and members of the Warlord Family who had just passed by.

"There's someone ahead, chase after them!" Belle coldly gave the order.

The Warhawk nodded and said, "I obey." With that, she led a group of people in pursuit. Freya gritted her teeth against the discomfort coursing through her body, staggering as she ran forward. Despite having used acupuncture to alleviate the discomfort, the toFreya of the star-shaped hidden weapon had already seeped into her bloodstream. She was clueless about the nature of this poison and could not find an appropriate antidote. Coupled with the injuries sustained in the Phantom Sound Secret Passage, her body felt frail as a dry leaf, liable to be blown down by a gust of wind. Seeing the people catching up from behind, Freya could only push herself to run forward desperately. However, as she ran with intense effort, the dizziness grew stronger, causing her to tumble uncontrollably towards the ground. In that moment when the pursuers were about to catch up, a shadow suddenly flashed from the darkness and directly carried Freya away, vanishing in the Stone door. "Chase!"

In a daze, Freya felt like she was thrown on the ground. Surrounding her were stimulating chemical smells and an unpleasant stench. She forced herself to open her eyes, but her eyelids were too heavy to lift no matter how hard she tried. To her surprise, she could hear voices clearly. Could it be that her hearing had returned? "Juliet, I have found a complete person. By using her skin to graft onto you, you will soon recover." Juliet? Juliet? Hearing this name, Freya's heart tightened. She hadn't expected Juliet to still be alive. "I will help you relieve your pain and restore your previous beauty, but the skin graft surgery will be painful. Endure it."

The sound of speaking rang out again, Freya listened very clearly, and at the same time recognized who the person who grabbed her was.

He wants to take his own skin to do a skin graft surgery for Juliet?

No!

Realizing the crisis approaching, Freya forcefully used her strong willpower to keep herself conscious.

Soon, she was lifted up again, and the next second her back fell onto the cold operating table.

There was a sharp pain on her face, and a sharp blade lightly passed over her face.

At this moment, Freya suddenly opened her eyes and shouted out a name in a hoarse voice.

"Gordon!"

This scream caused Gordon, who held the surgical knife, to pause, looking at her with an incredulous expression.

"Who are you?"

Having been trapped in the underground maze for so long, no one had ever recognized his identity. But the woman in front of him actually knew his name.

This greatly shocked Gordon.

Freya struggled to prop up her weak body and climbed up, her gaze falling deeply on another surgical bed not far away.

There lay another woman, and through the dim environment, Freya could clearly see that the woman's whole body was rotting away.

No wonder she had just smelled the nauseating stench of decay, it turned out to be emanating from this woman.

Freya remembered the name Gordon had just called out.

So, the person in front of her, was Juliet?

Freya deeply furrowed her brows, thinking that to rot like this and still be alive, Juliet must have a really tough life!

She pursed her lips, curled her fingers into a fist, then raised her gaze to look deeply at Gordon and said, "I am Ella's friend, Freya!"

Upon hearing this, Gordon frowned.

He didn't know who Freya was, but he knew Ella. Juliet had said that Ella and Belle had teamed up to chase and kill her, leading to her current situation. Thinking about this, Gordon's eyes were filled with a fierce killing intent, and he swiftly moved forward to directly grab Freya by the neck, his voice hoarse as he said, "Since you are Ella's friend, let's go to hell first to pave the way!" Gordon exerted force on his hand, as if trying to break Freya's neck. Freya only felt a crazed sense of suffocation attacking her. As Gordon continued to exert more force, she clearly saw the Grim Reaper beckoning towards her. Just as her vision began to fade to white and she was on the brink of death, suddenly came the voice of Bradley in her ears. "Freya, please don't die." "Think about our child, think about me, don't give up on us." Instantly, a strong will to survive crazily surged within her, Freya abruptly opened her eyes, her hand slowly reaching to her waist, swiftly pulling out a silver needle and stabbing it into Gordon's neck.

During the opponent's moment of pain, Freya used all her strength to push Gordon out. The needle was not enough to be fatal, but it made Gordon temporarily lose strength. Watching Gordon lie weakly on the ground, Freya started to cough heavily. After catching her breath, she took out several silver needles to acupuncture herself. Although acupuncture couldn't heal her injuries immediately, it could help her regain some strength quickly. Ten minutes later, Freya finally felt truly alive. Removing the silver needles from her body, she stood up and looked coldly at Gordon. "Why did you try to kill me?" She had no grudge against Gordon, but the fact that she tried to take her life puzzled Freya. Gordon, weakened all over, glared at her with a hateful look in her eyes. "Just because you are a friend of Ella's, you deserve to die!" Upon hearing this, Freya's brow furrowed deeply.

Previously, she and Bradley were worried that Juliet's survival would cause trouble in her life. Now, seeing the surprised expression on Gordon's face, completely confirmed that what they had suspected had happened.

She coldly laughed, "Gordon, I thought you were a man of intelligence, but I never thought you were so foolish!"

Being imprisoned in the underground maze by Belle was foolish.

Being incited by Juliet to burn the flames of hatred on your own biological Yara was even more foolish.

Men like this without brains deserve to be trampled underfoot like fish ulcers.

Gordon was mocked, and his raging anger burned fiercely, even the pupils stained crimson.

"Shut up!"

Freya laughed even louder, got up from the bed like this, pointed in the direction of Juliet, and her lips curled up, "I'm going to shut up, you will regret it for a lifetime. Gordon, use your heart to think carefully about who your true Yara is. Juliet transferred all the grievances onto your own biological Yara with just a few words. You have lived for half a lifetime, don't you have any discernment at all? The person in front of you is your enemy, and Ella is your biological Yara."