The global livestream chat completely detonated at that exact moment.
[It's Serena Lancaster!]
[It's her!]
[The Elyndorian Captain!]
[The woman who walked out of Sector 10 alive!]
[The one who flipped Severia upside down and exposed the Obsidian Sun's underground base!]
[The absolute MVP of this entire catastrophe!]
[The true hero who ripped the darkness apart!]
[She literally just crawled out of that hellhole alive, and these people still have the guts to slander Elyndor?]
Yes.
The Serena of today was no longer just an ordinary Elyndorian contestant.
In the midst of this earth-shattering international scandal, she was the one who had willingly marched into hell and tore it open with her bare hands.
She was the one who broadcast the sins of the Obsidian Sun to the entire globe.
She was the eye of the storm in this entire catastrophe.
The very second she appeared,
The instigators who had been screaming so aggressively moments ago completely lost all color in their faces.
Serena stepped squarely into the frame.
She didn't look at Ambassador Sterling.
Nor did she spare a glance at the international delegates standing nearby with conflicted expressions.
She merely lifted her eyes, her indifferent gaze sweeping over the few who had been shouting the loudest.
They had been screaming until their lungs gave out just seconds prior.
But under her stare, it felt as if their throats had been violently clamped shut, their voices dying instantly.
A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Serena's lips.
The smile possessed zero warmth.
"You were just saying that Elyndor has no intention of saving them?"
"That Elyndor is no different from the Obsidian Sun or Severia?"



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