The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 468

Chapter 468: An Unfortunate Dragon

Meanwhile, Yorian emerged at the mountain’s peak. He had patiently awaited a signal from Oriana for their next move. However, unable to establish a connection, he sensed something amiss and ventured to the location designated by Edna.

Upon arrival, the scene unfolded before him, reminiscent of Oriana in suffering in pain while Arlan was asking the witch to cease inflicting pain on Oriana. A divine energy sphere enveloped the entire surroundings, confining Arlan and Edna within, leaving Oriana stranded outside.

"This witch. It appears I must intervene sooner than anticipated. The entire plan seems to have been ruined."

Determined, Yorian advanced toward Oriana but....

Boom!

Only to be assailed by a sudden onslaught of dark power. The force propelled him backward, yet he harnessed his abilities, preventing a more significant displacement, and regained his footing.

Perplexed, Yorian turned his attention to the origin of the dark magic which had just attacked him.

A woman clad in black stood at a distance, a sly smirk playing on her lips as she examined the fingers that had wielded the magical incantation.

"Zaria?" Yorian uttered in disbelief.

"It’s been quite a while, my dear friend Yorian," the woman remarked, offering him a smile.

Yorian, pressed for time and unwilling to engage with her, retorted, "I can’t say the same. Now, get lost and stay out of my way."

Zaria chuckled, "It’s unusual to witness you losing your temper and resorting to such brusque language. It seems like I’m interrupting something truly important."

"Stop pretending you know nothing," Yorian said, turning to head towards Oriana. "You may not feel inclined to aid your student, but I must help her."

"You can’t," Zaria warned. "Do not meddle, Yorian."

"You’d be wise to cease meddling yourself," Yorian shot back. "I’d love to settle our old score, but I don’t have time for you." He continued walking forward.

Boom!

Before Yorian could make further progress, another powerful attack struck him, forcing him to step back.

"I’m advising you not to interfere, Yorian. Let things unfold," Zaria cautioned.

The onslaught was fiercer than before, and Yorian grasped that Zaria was resolute, unwilling to permit his interference in Oriana’s plight. "She is your student. Instead of aiding her, you are..."

Zaria held her ground, resolute. "I am helping her. Stay put and refrain from meddling in the affairs of the witch clan."

Meanwhile, both overheard Edna’s ominous words about the divine weapon and her intent to end Arlan’s life.