Outside Skysea City.
Night fell like ink, thickly spilling across the earth. The surroundings were so quiet it felt oppressive; only the wind howled past their ears, as if telling of some hidden danger.
Two figures in black robes hurried along the winding path like ghosts in the dark. Their hems snapped in the wind, cutting blurred traces through the silent night.
"Yiran, hurry. If those people catch up to us, we'll be in trouble," Wu Sidu said as she rushed on, looking back at Zheng Yiran behind her.
When Zheng Yiran heard that, a flash of anger passed through her eyes. "Those people from War God Temple have gone too far. They attacked us without even distinguishing right from wrong."
Wu Sidu pursed her lips. Her once-beautiful lips looked a little dry now. "They were only doing their duty. After all, right now I..." Her voice gradually dropped, like smoke scattered by the night wind, carrying a trace of helplessness and loneliness.
Seeing Wu Sidu looking so down, Zheng Yiran immediately realized she had misspoken. "All right, Wu Sidu, it's not like you wanted to become like that. You're a victim too!"
Wu Sidu's eyes went unfocused for a moment. A victim? Do I count as a victim? After all, I accepted that power of my own accord. And if it hadn't been for that power, Yiran and I might have been buried in the Ocean long ago.
Back then in the Ocean, at the instant Wu Sidu was on the brink of despair, the Mourning Rage Virus in her body had erupted completely, and in the end she transformed into an Ocaser.
Relying on the power after Ocaserization, she slaughtered that group of Demon Soul Great White Sharks to the last and successfully escaped with Zheng Yiran.
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