Actor Mode!

"Ceramic Domain..."

"Descend!"

The instant Wenren Yi finished speaking, the scene in every direction abruptly transformed!

The brick-and-tile fortress, originally steeped in ancient charm, changed in the blink of an eye, everything acquiring a ceramic sheen.

And not only that!

The air itself seemed to be filled with powder that glimmered like crystalline light.

Zhou Zhe raised a brow and flicked a finger. A bolt of lightning bloomed before him.

The arc twisted and writhed through the air, as though wrapped in an invisible force, gradually extinguishing and dispersing.

"The Power of Thunder isn't suited to this environment."

"This material..."

"Isn't ordinary ceramic."

Taking into account factors such as resistivity, relative dielectric constant, dissipation factor, thermal expansion coefficient, degree of deformation, thermal shock resistance, thermal conductivity, and breakdown strength, Zhou Zhe felt that the insulating material used in his opponent's environment-altering trump card surpassed even specialized rubber in electrical resistance.

And furthermore...

The insulation was not simply being enhanced.

The so-called Ceramic Domain operated on principles similar to Magnesium Olivine Porcelain, widely used in vacuum electronic ceramics, yet its material properties were vastly superior.

Zhou Zhe smiled mildly, calm and composed as he said in an indifferent tone, "Where did this thing come from?"

"I always felt you had a bit of a miserly streak. You don't seem like the sort willing to spend money on something like this."

Wenren Yi seemed to be preparing some ultimate move. The flying swords around her stopped spinning and floated before her breastbone, directly opposite her tan zhong acupoint. Pale violet spirituality flowed across them as cold mist billowed, continuously accumulating the power of destruction.

She said briefly and coldly, "Sigma Civilization's Silver Gladiator, Senior Hansenelton."

"Because you killed his son, Super Horned Demon, he chose to help me."

Why did Wenren Yi know the coordinates of Lin Ye's corpse?

Why had Wenren Yi arrived in the Kindling World two days early?

Now...

The case was solved.

It was that simple.

When facing a straightforward opponent with principles, the Museum Destroyer title's effect was extraordinarily powerful.

"Roxstar's old man, huh..."

Wearing an expression of sudden realization, Zhou Zhe shook his head. "The ghosts that won't leave you alone are, sure enough, the ones who pay the most attention to you—your enemies."

"Come to think of it, he's so rich. Why doesn't he just resurrect his son? Why bother with all these fancy tricks..."

Upon hearing that, Wenren Yi looked at Zhou Zhe with a complicated gaze, as if wrestling with something.

A moment later, a trace of resolve flashed across her face. "Sorry!"

"Perhaps you're different from me and don't have a trump card for resurrection."

"Perhaps you also bear certain responsibilities, and have family, lovers, and friends."

"But..."

"For victory, I would rather stop at nothing!"

"Even if I soil my hands, even if I tarnish my Dao heart, so be it!"

"Senior Hansenelton, please guard me!"

As she spoke, Wenren Yi tossed out a tiny blue bronze sword that glinted with metallic luster—around three centimeters long, looking like a decoration.

But this somewhat comical "little toy" began expanding the moment it left her hand, its size suddenly swelling as it met the wind!

From a decorative bronze sword, it transformed in the blink of an eye into a roughly humanoid shape.

Fifteen centimeters...

Eighty centimeters...

One meter...

Two meters...

Five meters!

It sounded complicated, but the bronze sword took only half a second to become a gigantic puppet.

The instant the enormous Bronze Puppet appeared, it cast a shadow over Zhou Zhe.

It had no facial features, yet it spoke in a voice Zhou Zhe found familiar. "We meet again, sharp-tongued Earth Human!"

As it spoke, its form flashed, appearing before Zhou Zhe in an instant as it stomped down fiercely!

Bang!

Dust flew in all directions!

The entire palace shook as though the earth were heaving and the heavens spinning, while the surrounding light dimmed considerably.

The Bronze Puppet's speed and strength were both incomparably formidable, seemingly without a single flaw!

However...

Its earthshaking assault achieved nothing at all.

Flames burst from Zhou Zhe's body, and the recoil propelled him directly beyond the range of its attack.

"Mr. Hansenelton, you should have heard what I said just now."

Even while gliding through the air, Zhou Zhe still had the spare energy to disrupt the other party's mind. "Also, aren't you afraid that 'the Dao' will erase you for attacking me?"

A muffled grunt came from within the Bronze Puppet. "If Roxstar could be resurrected, I would revive him even if it bankrupted me, but... his soul crystal is in... Bashar's hands!"

"And..."

"I haven't attacked you directly! This is only a proxy tool!"

"I won't even seriously injure you!"

"I'll only exhaust your energy and let Wenren Yi kill you!"

"Your death has nothing to do with me!"

Because Hansenelton's soul was attached to the Bronze Puppet, no emotional changes could be seen, but his tone was clearly becoming increasingly savage.

It kicked off the ground, wave after wave of attacks rolling forward like surging tides, never ceasing.

"If you've got the guts, stop dodging."

"Guess whether what I just said was true or not."

"Do I really not dare to seriously injure you?"

"Come! Try it!"

"If you can't be sure, then obediently use your full strength and reveal all your trump cards."

"Like that ball of fire just now!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Another one had gone crazy.

Zhou Zhe sighed inwardly. Flames erupted all around him as he continuously evaded the attacks. "I'm not an idiot. You're so fearless and confident, old sir—the answer is obvious."

"When someone else helps avenge you, how can it compare to taking revenge with your own hands? Right?"

"I didn't expect there to be a trick like using a proxy body..."

"I've learned something."

"But please rest assured! Without descending in your true body, you can't possibly kill me."

Hearing this, Hansenelton was nearly driven mad with rage, his roar deafening. "To kill you, I exchanged for Pale Poison, permanently reducing my cellular activity and neural response speed, lowering my power rating to Silver One Star!"

"I paid such a huge price—do you think you can escape?"

Zhou Zhe fell silent.

What else could he say?

The Museum Destroyer title was fucking awesome!

A little teasing, and the other party eagerly handed over intelligence for free.

That idiot halo was seriously cool!

However...

The Museum Destroyer title only temporarily reduced an enemy's intelligence by ten percent. It did not truly turn them into an idiot. The reason Hansenelton could not react for the moment was merely because his own hardware had developed a minor malfunction.

Given enough time, he would still figure it out.

Especially an old battlefield veteran like Hansenelton, whose reaction speed was extremely fast.

"What did you do to me? Why did I tell you all that?"

The Bronze Puppet's attacks did not cease, yet it voiced its doubts. "Truth Serum Mist from the Wizarding World?"

"Inevitable Honesty, an LV3 superpower from a world of special abilities?"

"Tongue-Twisting Divine Ability from the Immortal Dao World?"

"Or a Weird Domain Field from the Grotesque World?"

"No! None of those fit!"

"Damn it! Do you only know how to run? If you've got the guts, don't go anywhere. Stand right here, don't move, and let me beat you to death!"

"Otherwise, I'll kill Zhou Yulin immediately!"

Zhou Zhe lowered his eyelids slightly.

Self-Configuration, Actor Mode, activate!

"Kill him, then."

Though the great filial son Zhou's face was expressionless and his tone as still as an ancient well, his thin lips were pressed tightly together. His eyes held two parts luck, three parts bitterness, and five parts heartache...

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