Another Side.12·[PHOENIX]
Foreword:
[Movement and stillness have no beginning; yin and yang have no origin.]
[--Cheng Yi]
[Part 1 - Game Start]
Giant elk gallop across the seabed--
--It charged into battle with its skeletal knights, their fighting spirit high.
Almost immediately, materialism unleashed its full force, holding nothing back.
The missiles and cannons that erupted from the warheads unleashed a dazzling array of firepower.
D-30 122mm howitzer.
Carnation 122mm howitzer.
The D-44's 85mm cannon.
Hyacinth 152mm cannon.
Peony Flower 203mm Cannon.
KPV six-tube 14.5x144 anti-aircraft machine gun.
When gunfire and artillery fire rang out simultaneously, a surge of light and flame erupted, like the flapping of a firebird's wings.
The dense barrage of firepower created enormous cavitation bubbles in the Dead Sea's terrifying water pressure, almost completely obscuring all the electronic surveillance camera projections from Materialism.
The moose riders in the sonar signal paused briefly when they encountered artillery fire, but showed no sign of stopping their charge.
During the firing interval between shelling and reloading, the large elk broke through the water mist, leaping high into the air, its feet treading on the clouds and ice flowers.
Jason shouted loudly, "Jiang Xueming!"
Xue Ming from the damage control department quickly struck the piano keys, launching a coordinated attack with the nuclear power center in the torso.
The anti-aircraft machine gun's tracer rounds were locked on [Thunder]'s position. They leaped and ran nimbly in the cold ocean, as if floating in the cosmic medium, in a state of weightlessness. The materialistic frontal gun barrel elevation angle was limited, making it difficult to make continuous and effective shelling.
Jason instructed Jiang Xueming to once again utilize the power of nuclear energy, using the high-energy rays emitted from the gleaming red star on his chest to shatter the nimble knight's divine steed.
With the mount's enhancement, the Phoenix's data monitoring center shows that [Thunder] possesses a terrifying speed of over two hundred knots per hour!
In such a marine environment, having this level of mobility is almost unbelievable.
Perhaps it's its lightweight and low-density skeleton, or perhaps it's the constant electrolysis of water molecules with the power of thunder, but beneath this skeletal armor, one can see a layer of eerie airflow with high temperature and pressure, refracted like a lens. The artillery fire that was just fired shattered its arm and chest armor, but it was deflected by this powerful temperature and pressure turbulence, like an invisible bulletproof helmet.
Powered by the fission nuclear furnace, fifty-two magnetic induction charging units provide unimaginable energy for the laser ignition device.
Emerging from the heart of materialism, a flame that seemed to cleave the heavens and earth, an almost pure white, high-heat light source, locked firmly at its center by an aluminum oxide lens, was a deadly move, a divine sword formed from light.
The beam quickly caught up with the trajectory of the machine gun tracer rounds and struck [Thunder] directly in the torso.
Did you hit it?
No! It's not that simple!
At the very moment the high-energy, high-heat beam erupted.
Intense electric arcs erupted from the fine, conductive sand in the ocean, almost turning it into a thunderstorm in the underwater world—the ice flower platform left by the giant Inspiration Deer cracked as if it had been specially left as a crystalline defensive force field for the fire elemental's ultimate technique.
The moment the energy beam collided with the water mist and ice flowers, the shockwave caused by these tiny ice fragments stirred up more water currents and created eddies. As a result, the originally still sea began to move, and more frost condensed underwater, forming millions of turbulent crystals.
When it finally struck the elk rider, it was as if the enemy was prepared; following the trajectory of the flames, it used its warhammer as a shield and began its charge once more.
The high-energy rays caused a momentary blind spot for almost all underwater listening equipment.
--Whether it's the electromagnetic spectrum or the sonar spectrum, a tremendous interference source erupted from the enemy's location in the southwest. It was impossible to discern what was in that fog, and even the Phoenix's surveillance system malfunctioned in the strong electric and magnetic environment.
Jason showed no sign of backing down; he simply guided the beam from his chest, continuing to deplete the nuclear reactor's energy, determined to fight [Thunder] to the death.
The entire machine's broadcast system fell silent; no one spoke, for fear that any sudden words might disturb their comrades' concentration.
From the sea level at an angle above, the elk rider raised Thor's hammer high, displaying his advantage of attacking from above and moving against stillness.
But Jason did not back down. After seeing the crimson heat of the bone warhammer in the enemy's hand, he immediately abandoned the short and powerful drill in the warhead and prepared to meet the knight's charge head-on.
The two guys in the power department were holding their breath, every nerve taut.
The giant deer's hoof slammed mercilessly into the shoulder and neck of materialism, almost simultaneously—
--The cannon barrel of the Fireman was already loaded.
The ammunition reserve center's inventory was running low, but as long as we got through this hurdle, everything would be fine and there would be no more regrets.
The moment of contact with the enemy is a head-on collision, face-to-face, a direct and unreserved assault.
The elk's two forelegs, neck, and sternum were almost completely smashed. Its thick neck swung across the materialist's shoulder, and when it collided with the reactive armor, the explosive charge, like the scales of a morpho butterfly, instantly pushed it away.
Its skull immediately morphed into a biscuit shape, exposing the Immortal Lune.
In that short second, in that seemingly endless second, so much happened.
In the Phoenix's visuals, the moment the giant antlered deer's health plummeted, a "[Gate of Hell]" execution prompt appeared.
Concealed behind the deer's flesh, [Thunder], with the force of ten million tons, crashed into the Fireman's tattered armor along with its warhammer.
The powered hammer roared underwater, the astonishing power unleashed by its rocket engines rivaling the acceleration of its sprint over thousands of meters.
The brutal collision nearly blotted the silent ocean into a giant sphere, the water rapidly freezing from its stillness only to be crushed by the pressure, like sharp ice blades striking two warriors.
They tumbled and staggered, their upper limbs deformed, their arms rendered useless in an instant, and their torsos suffered horrific lacerations.
The giant elk plunged headfirst into the solid, hard sandstone bed of the coast, carving out a dark, blood-soaked canyon.
With almost no time to rest, the materialist drill bit hadn't even hit the ground before it returned to the left arm of the damage control department.
The violent impact nearly blew the internal organs out of Surter's body; the seatbelt crushed Xue Ming's sternum and broke his spine.
He was paralyzed on one side, and the others weren't much better off.
There's no time for encouragement, because the enemy is still alive!
There was no time to heed the alarm about water entering the aircraft; all that mattered was seizing victory, seizing the future, seizing this fleeting opportunity. Only by focusing all one's attention and holding fast to this single thought could one succeed.
The steel fist slammed into the trapdoor of the Heroic Diamond, and then the rocket module drained all the power from the left arm.
It started to spin, spin, and spin faster.
[Thunder] had witnessed the power of this drill firsthand; it knew perfectly well how Surter killed the Water Elemental and the Strength Elemental.
--But it did not back down. Like Surter, this Surissaz who controlled thunder was also a proud god-king who never bowed his head among the race of ancient giants.
Having lost an arm, it used the scattered bones and flesh as excellent conductors of lightning, converging them in front of it to form a golden-orange bow over two hundred meters long. Then, it used its "stones" and "clubs," and its broken warhammer, as arrows to shoot down Surter.
Ibrahimovic's combat squad appears to have been completely wiped out; the aircraft's radio is silent.
The Canaan fully automated maintenance system is doing its utmost to deal with the water seepage incident, and the ammunition feed belts and feeders in the ammunition storage section are mostly damaged. This metal shell seems to be finally reaching the end of its life.
Meteor's face was covered in blood. He was most seriously injured in the first round of the knight's charge, and the stance of facing the enemy from the left front and right back caused his leg to suffer an unbelievable and huge impact.
His control center was twisted and deformed, turning into a steel tomb; the portholes were shattered and the pipes were exposed; electrified coolant rushed into the control room, almost killing the guy on the spot.
When the Canaan units cut off the control center's energy supply, A Xing finally caught his breath, only to find himself already in a grave!
"Xue Ming!"
A pair of bright red hands tried to pry open the iron wall and escape this hell.
"Xue Ming! I can't get out!"
He heard the roar and commotion of the machines, knew this was the moment of decisive battle, and finally stopped making a fuss.
The inability to see the outside world actually made A Xing feel inexplicably at ease. Most of the piano keys on the control panel were broken, but these neural contacts did not require electricity; they were directly connected to Surter's body.
It seems that only one path remains: to forge ahead.
Jiang Xueming
Bu Liuxing finally realized from the excruciating pain that his lower body was still inside the control panel, while his arms and chest began to feel cold and chilly.
"It's so good to know you. So good."
A gentle tap on Surter's nerve contacts caused his mangled body to burst into flames.
Meteor gasped for breath, the frequency of his lungs pounding decreasing. He remembered that Jason had also suffered this kind of injury, and it would take him a very long time to die.
If Universal Elixir could be found, perhaps one could survive, but
But he had no more strength left. His seemingly inexhaustible strength seemed to be running out at this moment. All he could do was urge Surter to sprint forward. His left arm was nowhere to be found, with only half of its mangled bone protruding from the ground.
In this state, it's impossible to give yourself an injection.
Where's the medicine? Where's the Universal Elixir?
It appears to be in a backpack.
Where is the backpack?
That's terrible.
The meteor's blood-depleted brain became cold and stiff, making it difficult for him to organize his thoughts or form language.
Blood splattered from its mouth, splashing onto the piano keypad, only to be swept away by the crimson spirit arms, including A Xing's fleshy right arm. These three hands had no time to save themselves.
Your mouth needs to obey.
Listen to me, I don't want to die.
You always like to talk nonsense, what's wrong with you now?
What happened? It's just a minor fatal wound, yet you're vomiting blood nonstop?!
I don't want to die here, I don't want to.
No way!
A Xing cries over many things, but right now there are no tears.
He felt nothing but rage, so much so that he felt like he was about to burst into flames.
The radiance emanating from the spirit has begun its next transformation.
However, his physical body seemed unable to keep up, falling far behind his will.
A sharp, piercing explosion rang out, and Meteor's body was suddenly thrown up. Without the restraint of the seatbelt, his head slammed violently against the steel panels of the control room.
That was the impact when the drill bit collided with the large arrow!
The safety light went out instantly.
--It seems that all mechatronic systems are paralyzed at this moment.
At this moment, Jiang Xueming saw millions of golden comets in his field of vision.
The drill bit pierced through the massive arrow shot by lightning; in an instant, this arrow, imbued with terrifying energy, almost extinguished the materialistic electricity.
An EMP comparable to that of the Tunguska event caused the nuclear power plant in Surter to go out of control.
However, the solid fuel rockets and diesel engines continued to operate.
The first round was about trading blows, but the second round required a quick victory.
Now it's the final round--
--The drill bit continued to spin, drilling through water, breaking through wind, and even piercing through the icy frost brought about by the strong air pressure difference, turning it into an unstoppable storm!
William looked nervously towards the other power unit. His and his father's essences were now connected by flesh and blood. Without the protection of a seatbelt, they had already been tumbled into the sharp steel during the first impact and were unable to escape.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the power unit where Bu Liuxing was located; the control room seemed to have vanished—judging from the outer armor of the thigh bone, it had completely disappeared.
But he couldn't afford to be distracted now; the flames were still burning!
The meteor wasn't dead yet; that leg was still moving forward! Continuing forward!
Shattered steel armor burst forth from various parts of Surter's body.
In the instant the power went out, Jason was prepared to abandon everything.
Lady Luck isn't just gentle--
--She is cruel too.
Because she only favors the brave!
She abandoned all the timid, cowardly, and indecisive, leaving these weak lives to fend for themselves.
Without a doubt!
Thunder was helpless and had been defeated in the battle of fighting spirit.
It charged down from a great height with all its might, but lost its mount.
Abandoning its companions and fleeing back to the seabed, it possessed incredible speed, yet suffered heavy losses in two battles.
The thunderous arrow fired using the elemental essence could no longer harm Surter, who was charging forward despite abandoning his armor.
The Fireman's helmet fell, his horns broke off, and the cannon plates on his shoulders and neck were ejected. His armor was like a rotten iron shell, with only the red star on his chest that he could not give up, having lost the light of the power reactor.
The Phoenix continues to sing its praises.
--It almost became Su Ling's paintbrush. Even though Surter's eyes could no longer see anything, its spirit constructed topographical maps and the location of targets, which were still so reliable and so resilient, always protecting her.
[Thunder] finally began to feel fear. It climbed backward, wanting to fall back into its "mother's" embrace. If it could jump off the cliff and fall into the trench, it might be able to preserve some of its essence and continue to live.
But the drill bit won't allow it!
The glittering industrial yellow diamond almost created an eye of the storm in the ocean.
It spun around with the limp skeleton knight. Perhaps if [Thunder] had a little more flesh and was a bit more solid, it wouldn't look like a clump of rootless weeds, only able to scream in surprise and wave its powerless, broken arms.
--It almost starts with the legs!
The drill shattered the enemy's calf, then absorbed the thigh bone. Black smoke evaporated from the steel of the drill, and the resulting high temperature almost turned the steel golden-red.
It paused for a moment as it pierced through Thunder's chest.
--The damage control department's nuclear power finally ran out, and then Surter's steel muscles began to utilize the power of diesel engines.
It gnaws through the hard bones of the sternum and spine, pierces the soft lower jaw, and rushes into the nasal cavity and brain.
He suddenly raised his arm—
--The Immortal Lune, gleaming with lightning, turned to ashes.
Xue Ming didn't forget to finish him off!
He pulled the handle of the power hammer, retrieved the weapon stained with his comrade's blood from the warhead in his right arm, and hurled it fiercely at the dying deer in the distance.
The words "[KILL!]" floated up lightly.
The game is over.
Meteor lay quietly in front of the control panel. He could no longer prop himself up, so he could only use his upper body weight to try to press down the keys and make Surter continue moving forward.
There was no trace of a spirit on him; he seemed to have returned to Helheim with the giants. His pupils were dilated, and he showed no signs of life, no pulse, and his brain had ceased functioning.
Sudden--
--Two pairs of arms emerged from the twisted steel bars.
Su Ling and Xia Xia worked together to open the door to the power department.
Xia Xia asked anxiously, "Is there any hope?!"
3301 followed closely behind, almost in disbelief at the sight of her employer's death. Clutching at her idol's clothes, she repeatedly demanded, "How could he die!?"
The half-wolf girl was almost hysterical, her eyes wide open. "No! No, no, no, that can't be right! He must be faking his death. Just you wait!"
After saying that, 3301 transformed back into human form from her wolf form. She walked quickly across the control room platform, and her soles were pierced by the rotten steel edges. However, this pain was nothing compared to the wound in her heart.
[Part 2 - Game Over]
She walked up to the shooting star and was immediately terrified.
She could only see half a body firmly held by the seatbelt in the control cockpit, and the torso and head of a shooting star flying onto the piano keys.
He looked just like the boy she remembered, but she couldn't quite recognize him. She felt a sense of familiarity from his cheerful smile, but his big, unfocused eyes, devoid of their usual sparkle, made him seem so unfamiliar.
She was going crazy.
I almost forgot to cry, feeling that this scene was actually an illusion caused by the special spiritual pressure of Niflheim.
Her expression changed very quickly, and she immediately started cursing.
"Fuck him! Fuck fuck Jason! Fuck him... I'm going to eat him! He killed him, he's the one who killed him!"
3301 could barely utter a complete sentence; his Madness Index was rapidly rising.
"If it weren't for us"
She struggled to breathe, turning back to look helplessly at the two VIPs.
"Go back. If I go back sooner, I... he... my, my shooting star, my, my, my..."
Generally speaking, the belated grief finally acted like a key to a flood, opening the floodgates of tears in my eyes.
"Wait a minute." Su Ling shoved the sobbing San San Ling Yi into her employer Xia Xia's arms, and hurriedly jumped to A Xing's body.
She picked up half of the meteor's body, stuffed it back into the cockpit, and skillfully straightened its spine.
Upon seeing this, 3301 immediately let out a hysterical scream, "Teacher A Ling! Can she be saved? Can she be saved?!"
"I don't know." Su Ling put on the White Stone and invited the corpse of the meteorite to team up, but the health bar in her eyes had already turned black, indicating that the unit was dead. "Whether it is my spirit or any concept of death as judged by common sense in the world, including brain death - these facts all lead to one conclusion, Bu Liuxing is dead."
However, there is one case—
--With an oddball like Maddes Bruno around.
Su Ling still wanted to try, to perform a meaningless ritual.
Splashing the corpse with White Lady's products and Universal Elixir has no effect whatsoever.
"The process of creating life is wondrous; it requires fire and water."
The field medic magically produced a cigarette, then pulled out a kerosene lighter and began making medicine.
"Let there be lightning."
When Jiang Xueming arrived at the scene, he heard the VIP's shouts and immediately used his spirit to create a hand-cranked generator from the materials on the spot and connected it to the power cord.
Xia Xia and Xue Ming worked together to crank the handle, and Su Ling immediately poured the holy water of her [Nameless] Holy Cult's Universal Elixir onto A Xing's corpse to perform an electric shock ritual.
There was no response the first time.
Let's do it again.
There was no response the second time either.
And countless more times--
--It wasn't until after a dozen or so electric shocks that even the corpse began to emit a burnt smell.
The longer I watched 3301, the harder I cried.
She just kept apologizing to herself, repeating it over and over.
"I'm bad, I'm bad, I shouldn't have hit him."
"Does he hate me? Is that why he's avoiding me and doesn't want to see me anymore?"
"Jiang Xueming, why don't you go and try to persuade him?"
"There must be a missing offering in the ritual. Come here." Su Ling grabbed 3301 and immediately pressed the silly girl's head down. "Stop talking nonsense and cooperate with the treatment."
The half-wolf girl was pressed against Meteor, already sobbing uncontrollably.
She kissed the boy's bloodless lips fiercely, as if her life had fallen into a deep winter, and she feared she would never meet such a passionate person again in her future.
Immediately, she was completely mesmerized, just like when she first saw A Xing, a handsome young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a lithe build, whose eyes seemed to speak volumes.
Meteor rolled its eyes and straightened up.
"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!"
His horrific abdominal wound healed rapidly with the help of the Universal Elixir.
The moment the brain regains consciousness, all the body's fluid rushes towards the injured area.
--The visual effect is as if it's been drained dry by 3301's kiss, which is very eerie.
Jiang Xueming finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took a bucket of water from the coolant tank and, ignoring the nuclear radiation, poured it directly on A Xing.
Meteor finally came to his senses. He blinked hard and smelled the aroma of roasted meat.
When she looked up and saw Xue Ming, she suddenly froze.
"Ming Ge."
Jiang Xueming: "Yes, we won."
"Ming Ge, are you crying? This is the first time I've ever seen you cry."
"Did I cry?" Jiang Xueming wasn't sure; his concussion had some aftereffects, which couldn't be cured immediately with Universal Elixir. "Then cry, it's not unusual."
Meteor pursed her lips, and her eyes immediately became watery.
He cupped the half-wolf girl's face in his hands and then showered her with kisses.
"I love you!"
A Xing would say something after each kiss.
"I love you, I love you, I love you! I love you! I love you!"
My body temperature is rising, and my hands and feet are going from cold and stiff to soft and warm.
A Xing gives San San a kiss, and San San laughs.
When A Xing calls out, San San trembles.
Jiang Xueming turned around and glanced at Su Ling, just about to thank her.
"I don't know what to say, VIP -- thank you, thank you so much!"
Su Ling propped her mouth up with one hand, mimicking the strange expression of the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King.
"I told you long ago, I'm a doctor."
Jiang Xueming, being the curious child he is, still had some questions.
"What I don't understand is why the electric shock resuscitation didn't wake A Xing at first, but it worked immediately when 3301 kissed him."
Xia Xia raised her hand and answered quickly, "It's the power of love! I know that! A Ling said it! Love gives us strength!"
"No, that's not right." Su Ling patted the little idiot's cheek. "The bioelectricity of the human brain has a power output of sixteen watts. The hand-cranked generator you made from whatever you had on hand depends entirely on the number of coils and the speed of the crank. I was thinking—this Fu Rui is strong and healthy, with a big head and a thick neck, and he looks a bit dim-witted, so his brain is probably in a low-power state most of the time."
Xia Xia: "Stop yelling!"
Su Ling shrugged indifferently. "So if one person can't do it, then two people can. The human body is a wonderful thing—for example, a living person could hug a wandering ghost that has stepped into Niflheim. In this ghostly place where yin and yang are unpredictable and movement is endless, maybe they can pull him back, just like that Lord of Cinder."
Walk over a mountain, cross a river.
David Victor and Maddes Bruno are embracing.
They huddled in the cave, braving the minus forty degree Celsius wind.
"So, your resurrection was due to your servant feeding you the Universal Elixir mouth-to-mouth?"
"My body was torn apart into hundreds of pieces. She only found my head and pieced my body back together bit by bit. Later, when I asked her why, she said she only thought I was very handsome and it was almost love at first sight. Now that I've died like this, she'll probably be heartbroken for a very long time."
"It's amazing, can love create such a miracle?"
"I just think it was lust at first sight."
"Don't argue with me about wordplay, Maddes. I believe words are the keys to unlocking the heart. When you write them down, every word is filled with energy. And love at first sight and lust at first sight are essentially the same thing to me—it's just that people later used the latter more often to describe criminals. In your opinion, the person who saved your life with a kiss is a criminal?"
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"That makes sense. She practically stole your life, and with this miracle of resurrection, she continues to influence your behavior. Are you thinking that perhaps one day you can awaken her with [love]?"
"Victor, stop spying on my heart."
[Real Name: Su Ling | Rings Sur (Literal Translation: The Lord of the Rings Enhanced Version)]
[Soul Might (Phoenix -humanoid): Phoenix]
[Destructive Power: B]
[Speed: B]
[Range: C]
[Endurance: A]
[Precision: A]
[Growth Potential: EX]
[Special Ability: [GAME START]: The scattered soul power constructed from spirits seems useless, but this VIP cleverly and ingeniously transforms it into a wondrous game visual, seemingly related to her own spiritual world and life experiences. In the conventional material world, almost any object can be identified through this gamified visual, making it an extremely versatile ability. It is virtually omnipresent and omnipotent.]
[Background: When Luo Ping'an mentioned this girl to me, I was immediately attracted by her aloof and arrogant temperament when we first met -- that's how the BOSS described Su Ling.]
She came from a poor family, loved video games since childhood, and was born with facial paralysis, making it almost impossible for her to socialize normally. In one competitive match after another, she displayed terrifying mental strength and willpower. She was an almost indestructible iron woman. The psychological pressure on and off the field was as natural to her as breathing. The stronger the opponent, the more excited she became.
She would accept any challenge, whether it be a competition, duel, or martial arts contest between people; she seemed to have no fear whatsoever.
So Daoist Master Ping'an had the idea of taking on a disciple. He went to the mortal world and brought the glittering gold back to the [data deleted] plot. He then returned to Daoist Master Ping'an's mountain gate and played the most exciting game of his life—fighting the disaster beast.
This Feng Aotian completed six transformations with almost no effort, but the awakened soul power was very strange.
The Phoenix has no human form; it consists of 217 parts, and its shape is like the soul in [The Hand of Omnipotence] that has been devoured by the Vita Imprint —it is a broken and incomplete thing.
At first, I thought this was a tragic fate for Daoist Master Ping'an. After all, forcibly bringing this girl to the underworld was against the free will of Homo sapiens, and it would not end well.
But the damn result told me that forced love is incredibly sweet.
She first made a name for herself in the triennial Best All-Around Cup in Egypt, a competition that Abyssal Railway. She was willing to participate in any competitive duel, from traditional sports, rally racing, motorcycle racing, card games, gambling, and hand-to-hand combat. She quickly evolved during the competition and achieved decent results.
She is actually thirty-two years old this year, but she doesn't look old at all. It seems that her playful mind can never stop, which keeps her young and gives her the magic of eternal youth. Later, Daoist Master Ping'an slapped me and told me to wake up, saying that it was his sect's anti-aging and beauty techniques.
I once thought of arranging a few suitable, sexy young men for this amazing woman, so she could pick and choose one to be her waiter.
But when the Polarized Sextant revealed the girl's spiritual form and personality structure, I knew that her heart already held a dear younger sister.
She entered the railway system at the age of twenty-two, and this year marks exactly ten years—I hope she can become a master craftsman. Her will is as firm as a rock, unshakable by any wind, making her a role model and idol for many young people.
Her Soul Power initially seemed worthless, and the Polarized Sextant also misjudged her combat skills. However, her numerous victories along the way do not lie; she is indeed among the top in our company's strength ranking.
Later I realized that perhaps the powerful one was not the [Phoenix]. After all, the two hundred and seventeen fragments of spirits of various sizes did not represent anything. The truly powerful one was Su Ling, her memory, her cognitive abilities, her judgment, her mental strength in maintaining clarity when fear and madness came, her courage in the face of powerful enemies, her desire for victory, her bond with the servant, her ability to express love, and her power to open the door to her heart and sense the Gate of Death.
I have never seen such wondrous soul power, completely different from the inherent abilities of other spirits. It almost grows stronger as its master becomes stronger, and weaker as its master becomes weaker.
This fluctuating strength of her soul power imbued this VIP with an air of mystery, yet it also inexplicably reassured me. No matter how dire the situation, as long as I sent her there, the clouds would immediately part and everything would become clear.
Su Ling's spiritual power has always been a mystery in the VIP tea room. Sometimes she can fully exert the power of her soul might and maintain it for several hours, with the longest being twenty-two hours, which set a new record for soul separation among VIPs. However, this state is very unstable and its duration depends on the teammates who join the game.
Through repeated testing, we discovered her weakness: when teaming up with [DATA EXPUNGED], her Phoenix would almost always collapse on its own within half an hour. No one knows why; perhaps [DATA EXPUNGED]'s spiritual pressure was so strong that it made her feel fear and pressure.
I have always been pessimistic about the endurance of her spirit power—because a person's competitive life and career are limited, and she cannot truly remain young forever. To fully unleash the power of the Phoenix, she inevitably needs time to observe the environment and understand the enemy. But that fatal [half an hour] is a thorn in my side.
Until one day I finally understood the reason behind this [half an hour].
She explained to me, "Playing games with you is like being in prison; I can't even last half an hour."
I was furious and explained to her that felines use their claws to deal with controllers or keyboards, and are naturally much weaker than Homo sapiens.
She just kept smoking, didn't say anything, and gave me the middle finger.
At that moment, I almost thought I had fallen in love with this VIP. That feeling of excitement was like opening your phone and seeing the card with the highest level and the most skins. Wait! Wait! Don't take my pen!
[Note: <Phoenix> is the single of the same name performed by Chrissy Costanza.]