After taking a few light steps like a curious visitor, Vivian approached Luo Er's corpse.
The thick stench of blood rushed into her nose.
Yet Vivian did not even blink.
The girl slightly raised her left leg.
Then the little girl planted her foot on the headless corpse, already reduced to a bloody mess, and began poking it from side to side with her toes, as if she were examining a work of art.
"Strange. When did she become so capable?" Vivian lowered her head and stared at the corpse's vicious wounds, her brows furrowing in surprise.
In her memories, she should still have been a frail country girl.
But clearly, no ordinary villager could have inflicted injuries like these.
"Huh?"
"What's this?"
Vivian suddenly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, two dazzling clusters of deep-blue energy had condensed between her hands at astonishing speed.
"Is this... magic power?" An incredulous expression appeared on Vivian's face.
But soon, that expression turned into an upward curl of her lips—a trace of madness and delight that she could not conceal.
"Go!"
The girl casually tossed the magic-power clusters in her palms upward. The enormous energy shot into the sky in the blink of an eye, then, moments later, split into countless glowing spheres.
Just as Big Watermelon and Melee God of Magic stood on the ground with blank looks, completely unable to understand what Vivian was doing, what happened next left them gaping.
Plop!
A flying magical beast fell from the sky and smashed into the ground. A terrifying hole could be seen piercing straight through its abdomen.
Immediately afterward, the same sound began ringing out like falling rain.
Plop! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Countless magical-beast corpses came crashing down. Some had been perched on treetops, while others had been in the sky, but without exception, every one of them had a large hole pierced through its body by magic power.
Spellcaster-type universal first-tier basic skill—Magic Missile.
The description in the game said that after reaching the highest level, it could fire at most five missiles at once to attack enemies. But now...
Melee God of Magic and Big Watermelon exchanged a glance.
Ma—Magic machine gun?
The layman watched the spectacle, while the expert saw the details. Wolf Cub Liao Zixuan was both pleasantly surprised and deeply troubled.
What pleased him was that Vivian's ability to reach this point meant her control over magic power had attained an incomprehensible height.
One had to know that Vivian had previously possessed only a powerful reserve of magic power without knowing how to use it. Take Magic Missile, for example. The former little girl might have reached her limit controlling ten missiles simultaneously, but the Vivian before them could control ten times that number at once!
Ten times!
What a terrifying concept!
However, if that was terrifying, then the other matter that troubled Liao Zixuan could only be described as horrifying.
That was—
"This..." Vivian.
"It still feels like something's missing." Vivian still did not seem satisfied with her results, and the little girl finally began looking around.
The first people the girl fixed her eyes on were the two players, Big Watermelon and Melee God of Magic.
Oh, more accurately—
The weapons in their hands.
"Sorry, I'm borrowing this." Vivian's perfunctory voice sounded beside Melee God of Magic's ear. Before he could react, he suddenly felt something disappear from his hand.
Immediately afterward came the system notification.
You have lost ownership of "Withered Wood Staff (Fine Grade)"
Holy crap!
"Boss, that was amazing! Big Sister is awesome!"
"What else have you taken a fancy to here? Big Sister can pick anything she wants!" Melee God of Magic had just been about to start cursing, but after Vivian shot him a glance, he swallowed his words and immediately changed his tune.
After equipping the "Withered Wood Staff," Vivian tried swinging it a few times, but she still did not seem satisfied. The little girl felt that something was off.
Then the girl's gaze fell on another Fine Grade quest-reward weapon that Big Watermelon had just been preparing to secretly hide away and return to his "inventory."
Blood Scythe.
Whoosh!
Big Watermelon felt Vivian's eyes light up in an instant, and his own heart spasmed along with them.
All right, then.
Having learned from Melee God of Magic's earlier lesson, Big Watermelon had become wiser. Before Vivian could come to snatch it—or rather, borrow it—he took the initiative and handed it over.
"Miss Vivian, since you like it so much, I'll give—give it to you." Big Watermelon's heart bled. This was a "Fine Grade" weapon, after all. But before he could finish speaking, the weapon vanished from his hand.
You have lost ownership of "Blood Scythe (Fine Grade)"
The scythe, which had seemed utterly unremarkable in his hands, now rested in Vivian's. From the moment the girl took it, it seemed to come alive.
The little girl played with it lovingly. Clearly, compared with the staff, this Vivian was now much more fond of scythes and... close combat.
Clang!
With a casual swing forward, the Scythe Shadow flashed. The ancient tree before the girl was severed cleanly through the middle and crashed down, kicking up a great cloud of dust.
Wolf Cub's eyes narrowed slightly. Liao Zixuan did not show it on the surface, but he was deeply shaken inside.
Because he could clearly sense that Vivian's slash just now—
Had not caused the slightest fluctuation of magic power!
In other words—
The Vivian before him had accomplished that using nothing but the physique of an ordinary villager!
This...
How was that possible? It completely defied common sense and was impossible to imagine!
The only explanation Liao Zixuan could think of was technique: how to gather the strength of the entire body into a single point, how to find the weakest part of the tree trunk, and how to swing the scythe with maximum efficiency.
It was no exaggeration to say—
In Liao Zixuan's understanding, in the world of "Fall of the Gods," only a handful of people could accomplish all of that simultaneously!
Finally—
As if she had experienced enough of her brand-new body—or perhaps because she was annoyed by the little black wolf silently observing her from beside her—
Vivian put away the scythe and walked step by step to stand before Liao Zixuan.
"You're dangerous." The girl first knitted her brows, an extremely rare occurrence, and her voice carried a note of wariness.
But soon, Vivian's frown relaxed. Her eyes carried an aggressive edge as she stared intently at the Wolf Cub on the ground before her.
"But she... that person seems to have some inexplicable trust and closeness toward you."
"So you're her Summoned Beast?"
The Vivian before him asked Liao Zixuan curiously.
But Liao Zixuan did not answer. Instead, he seriously responded with a question of his own.
"Who are you?"
"Me?" Vivian tilted her head, seemingly stumped by Liao Zixuan's question.
After appearing to think for several seconds, the girl seemed either to have figured it out or to have grown too lazy to think and given up. She let out a laugh like chiming silver bells.
"Hehehe."
"I'm Vivian, and Vivian is me. She is another me, while I am another her."
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