Chapter 1968

Jun Linyun moved closer as he spoke.

Feng Wu pushed him a little further and said in resignation, “I don’t care which one is better, you or your brother.”

As she spoke, she reached the seventh floor.

Dumbfounded, Jun Linyun turned to Feng Xun. “W- What did she mean by that?”

Feng Xun rubbed his nose and patted Jun Linyun on the shoulder in a manner that said, “I’m sorry to hear that, buddy.” He then walked past Jun Linyun and walked toward the seventh floor.

Jun Linyun was speechless.

“Shit!”

Seeing this, Feng Liu, who was in the Chosen Team, shrieked.

“The Survival Team has passed the sixth floor!!!”

Hearing that, everyone looked in her direction.

“Oh my god!” Sefiro yelled. “I can’t believe it! It’s not possible! Am I seeing things? The Survival Team over there has their sixth light lit! They’re moving toward the seventh floor! This world is insane!”

They were the Chosen Team, and they were supposed to win...

They panicked.

If they had only been alarmed by the Survival Team at first, they were now too flustered to think straight.

Feng Liu was the most direct one and began to urge Ranmil. “Princess, please move faster! We’re going to lose!”

Sefiro clenched her fists in frustration as well and complained, “Sister, you’re the leader of our team. Aren’t you very capable? How can you let them win?”

Ranmil was working hard on purifying the undead assassins.

But her white light wasn’t potent enough, and the undead team was moving so fast that it was impossible to catch them.

When she finally managed to catch one, because of what Sefiro said, Ranmil loosened her grip for a brief moment and lost her target.

“Shut up!” Ranmil had never been so intimidating.

Sefiro was usually scared of her, but she was anxious now. “Sister! There’s no time for your little temper! You told us to shut up, but what have you been doing? Don’t just stand around!”

“Since when am I standing around?!” Feeling aggrieved, Ranmil wanted to smack Sefiro!

But Sefiro wasn’t the only one who was watching Ranmil.

There were so few dark and light mages in this world that in the Chosen Team, Ranmil was the only one with the light attribute. No one else could do anything!

“Princess Ranmil, please move faster.” Even the second prince, who had been quite indifferent, sounded concerned now.

“If you need help, tell me,” said Master Jue, who seldom ever spoke.

Ranmil had always thought of herself as a calm person, but with so many pairs of eyes on her, she became agitated as well.

“Stop rushing me! I know we don’t have much time! I’m going as fast as I can!” Ranmil said impatiently.

Feng Liu mumbled, “Princess Ranmil is so grumpy...”