Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 681

Chapter 681 A Battle To Fight

"No!" I screamed, my voice raw with agony. The pain of being torn from Arena

was unbearable, searing through me like fire, both physically and emotionally. My soul felt as if it were being ripped apart. Breathing heavily, I fell to my knees as my vision blurred.

"Stop this right now!" I yelled, struggling against the invisible force holding me in place. But the chanting only grew louder, their dark ritual continuing without pause.

Kaelvor watched with eerie detachment, his expression almost bored. "Just a few more minutes, Selena," he said carelessly, as if my suffering was nothing more than an inconvenience. "Then you'll be free from this pain."

That evil god!

"You... you will regret this, Kaelvor," I snarled, my voice hoarse from screaming. Arena whimpered in my mind, her pain echoing mine.

Kaelvor let out a low, amused chuckle. "Ah? And who will make me regret it?" His golden eyes gleamed with cruel delight. "You?" He shook his head, lips curling into a wicked grin. "Your world will be gone in just a few hours."

His words sent ice through my veins. "You're lying!" I gasped, the pain intensifying. "Mother said we still had three days until doomsday!"

don't believe me?"

vast expanse of the night sky. I gasped as the illusion crumbled entirely-the grand castle was never real. We weren't inside a fortress at all. Instead, I found myself standing in an open field, the

unfolding beneath the open

breath catch. Three red moons appeared, slowly rising into view,

as I stared at the unnatural phenomenon unfolding before me. For a moment, everything else—the pain,

voice broke through my stunned silence, dark and mocking. "That's true, Selena," he said, his tone full of

did this," I growled, my fists clenching. "You brought the

Kaelvor smirked, a look of cruel amusement crossing his face. "I made it happen sooner,"

doomsday that had been foretold for three days from now had arrived today. And Kaelvor was the one pulling the strings, the

wicked grin deepened as he watched me struggle. "Now, it's time, Selena," he declared, his voice echoing with finality. "You must

hand, signaling his men to intensify the ritual. Their chanting

in the air like

out in agony as I felt Arena being pulled from me, her presence weakening with every passing second. She resisted, just as I did our souls desperately reaching for each other.

that was tearing us apart. She

a satisfied chuckle. "You should feel honored, Selena. Few have ever witnessed such

take another step, the sky above us rumbled with

"Not so soon, Kaelvor!"