Abandonment

Foreword:

May he rest in peace.

--Lingyun

[Part 1: Hellcat]

A gentle sea breeze blew in from outside the window, and the psionic tides brought by the hailstorm were making people feel uneasy. Meteor's sleep quality was also very poor. He was exhausted after a long day. He sent Captain Quack and Ethan to their bedroom, and then lay down on the living room floor, wrapped in a blanket, and fell asleep.

The unusual spiritual pressure caused him to have nightmares.

--In my dream, there was a dark tunnel with no end in sight.

He Mercedes-Benz away, fleeing for his life, pursued relentlessly by a pack of bloodthirsty wolfhounds.

When Meteor woke up, he felt a sharp pain in his upper arm and thigh, as if he had been bitten tightly by these cannibalistic wolves. When he was fully awake, he was covered in cold sweat and realized that his arms and legs were being held down tightly. Because of the cold, his body was involuntarily curled up and hunched over. His left arm and left leg were numb from blood loss.

"It's so cold."

Meteor muttered to himself, feeling puzzled.

Putting aside the possibility of psionic interference, according to the Great Xia's seasonal weather gauge, it's only early autumn, and it shouldn't be this cold.

Even with hail raging outside, the rooms at the Tequila Sunrise Hotel were warm and cozy. But in the middle of the night, Meteor was woken up by the cold—the weather was like a shrew who had swallowed gunpowder, changing its face in an instant.

Unable to bear the cold any longer, Meteor prepared to get up and find some warm blankets or bedding, or perhaps order room service.

Just then, Captain Quack came out of the bedroom. Perhaps he heard General of Tears's cry of "It's so cold"—this hybrid of calamity beasts had keen senses and had brought a thick captain's uniform in advance, ready to give it to General of Tears for the night.

Quack greeted us warmly, "You're cold too? Ethan and I are huddled under the covers, two men huddled together and still shivering—here's your winter coat! General of Tears!"

The shooting star was about to catch it--

In that instant, the hairs on his body stood on end, and he pulled his outstretched hand back.

Something's not right! Something's not right!

This isn't a temperature change caused by the weather!

This is a psionic reaction! There's an extremely strong psionic tide nearby!

At the very same second, a strangely shaped [beast] emerged from Captain Quack's arms.

--It lunged at the General of Tears, its strong body tumbling toward the side of the gate!

It came so fast, so suddenly!

Quack hadn't realized what had happened yet. To describe it in detail, his captain's coat had "come to life" in a mere instant!

It seemed as if a vicious and evil spirit had possessed this outfit! It charged towards the General of Tears!

The bizarre robes tumbled and swirled with the meteors, taking on a concrete form—resembling a shadowy Shadow Leopard exuding a misty black aura.

Its buttons transformed into the gleaming fangs of a feline, its two epaulets into slender, elongated golden eyes, and its fur gathered and scattered like flowing water or steam, constantly changing shape.

The Shadow Leopard was very strong. Meteor was suddenly attacked and unable to react. He was at a disadvantage in the first round of strength confrontation. After his body was pulled to the ground, he lost the second and third rounds.

By the time he had struggled and made it to the fourth round, he had already been led to the gate by this strange and mysterious Shadow Leopard.

His waist was restrained, tightly bound by the strange, crazed fabric. He used all his strength to hold the monster's head with one hand, block its two sharp front claws with the other, and also had to use his spirit form to guard against the sharp tail spikes that swayed back and forth in mid-air.

"An evil spirit?!" Captain Quack finally realized what was happening, but he was helpless and could only cry out in alarm, "General of Tears! I didn't mean to harm you!"

Quack didn't know how to explain all of this. His clothes suddenly became the possession of an evil spirit, and these things caught him off guard.

But Meteor didn't have time to listen to Quack's explanation; he couldn't even speak.

--If he cries out for help, his heart and lungs will weaken and he will lose his core strength. This terrifying Shadow Leopard could break his spine on the spot!

Think of a way!

Think of a solution quickly!

His palm was deeply embedded in the leopard's jaws, its sharp teeth piercing through his hand. The Evil Spirit Body was scalding hot, and not a drop of blood could flow from the wound!

Seeing this, Quack was anxious. He grabbed a metal bucket from the living room and slammed it hard on the leopard-shaped monster's head.

With a loud "Bang!", the hybrid beast's power sent Meteor and the leopard tumbling backward, but they couldn't be separated!

Meteor, bracing for the impact, tried to find a position to roll over and mount the monster, hoping to use his weight to subdue it. But Shadow Leopard didn't give him the chance. Rolling and shifting positions again and again, the beast's waist was much more agile than Meteor's. It used its tail to gain momentum, churning up the tables and chairs and pulling at the carpet, managing to stabilize itself and once again pinning Meteor down.

Its two front paws still have room to attack freely, constantly changing its position to find the right moment to execute its prey.

Meteor knew that once those claws locked onto him, if he even slightly exposed his side and tilted his head back a few centimeters, his neck would be immediately attacked!

"How can I help you, General of Tears!" Captain Quack was frantic, his dustpan deformed from the effort, unable to offer any assistance. "Should I go and call for help?"

Meteor was unable to respond, held tightly by the evil spirit, its face flushed red.

[Wham Mr. Wei Meng] would occasionally unleash a ferocious slap or claw strike like a leopard. The quality of this monster's attacks was terrifyingly high; it was already difficult to even see the sinister claws lurking in the darkness. Meteor absolutely could not afford to be distracted by talking.

"Play the piano! Captain! Play the piano!" Ethan rushed out of the cabin. The experienced helmsman explained to the captain the universal method for dispelling sea ghosts, "Whatever it is! Captain! You have a brilliant talent!"

"As long as you sing, these spirits will eventually dissipate!"

"My instrument! My instrument!" Quack finally realized what was happening and hurriedly scrambled back to the bedroom to find his instrument.

Ethan dared not step forward to interrupt this struggle.

--How strong was the General of Tears?

In the folk tales and supernatural stories that circulated during the Age of Expedition, this warrior was able to kill the Flash Butterfly incarnation with his mortal body using cold weapons. When the rose-red stone lit up, his core strength could exceed two tons, making him stronger than lions and tigers.

"There's a strong smell of sulfur in the air; this isn't just any ordinary evil spirit." Ethan carefully observed the Shadow Leopard's form. "It comes from the Nine Hells! The General of Tears!"

If your memory is good enough, you will surely remember Jiang Xueming's experience of using his spirit form to travel through the Nine Hells to hunt down Saint Josh.

In order to deal with the gunsmith's Holy Spirit, the devil Saint Josh [Summon People] to the tactic of calling on his three apostles for help.

One of them is named [The Leopard of Indolence - Wilconan] - in the Netherworld, it possesses the primordial essence provided by Mother Gaia as its physical body.

Just as Ethan had thought—

"--There is a highly skilled demonologist or sorcerer nearby. They performed a ritual magic that summoned this leopard!"

"General of Tears, it's difficult for a mortal to fight against a monster of this level. We need to find a way to send it back to the Netherworld using a banishment spell!"

The Fret's magic was far stronger than Saint Josh's; he could summon the spirits of apostles to wreak havoc on earth without even needing elixirs or human sacrifices.

The Barry emitted several hissing sounds, its teeth clenched.

"Ball"

Ethan asked in a panic, "What ball? Please, please? Do you want me to kneel down?"

"The Great Rift of All Things." Meteor's face contorted in a grimace as he desperately resisted, whispering a warning, "The Great Rift of All Things. Sphere."

"I'm not an exorcist! General of Tears!" Ethan racked his brains but couldn't come up with a solution, and could only stare anxiously, "I don't have that ability! I don't understand!"

[Part ② - Covering Up the Sky with One Hand]

"You"

The meteor seized the opportunity and took a deep breath.

"Come over."

Ethan took two unsteady steps forward.

—In the blink of an eye, the Shadow Leopard's tail, as sharp as a steel whip, lashed out, making him tremble all over.

He was in so much pain that his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, his body trembling. His vision blurred, and a bloody scar appeared on his stomach, revealing his intestines!

Ethan forced himself to stand up straight, neither collapsing immediately nor losing his will to fight from fear.

Even when the meteor's spirit [Mr. Wei Meng Rap] caught the tail, it couldn't weaken it. This hellish monster was too strong. If A Xing hadn't intervened, Ethan would probably have been ripped in two on the spot.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!" Ethan's face turned pale with fright, and it took him a moment to realize the terror.

His little head couldn't fathom what kind of monster the General of Tears was fighting! What on earth was that thing?!

Ordinary evil spirits are just minor troubles that can be dealt with by using sacred objects, water Holy Salt to enchant them, or by using spiritual power or spells. At most, they are considered ghost incidents.

But the apostle's spirit before them was truly domineering! The power it unleashed was terrifying, utterly horrifying!

"I... I... hiss."

Ethan, his face covered in blood, clutched his gaping stomach and managed to stuff his intestines back in. Then he saw General of Tears, also covered in blood and looking disheveled, squeezing a cell phone out from under him.

The valiant warrior was locked in a stalemate with the monster, firmly grasping the Shadow Leopard's weak spot and neck.

--[Mr. Wei Meng Rap] took a moment to punch Ethan, successfully swearing a protective oath and gaining a little speed and power, but the stalemate continued.

The Shadow Leopard was too fast. Meteor tried to use his strength to break free, but the beast, relying on its immortal and indestructible evil spirit body, kept pestering him. As soon as he managed to push its head aside or part its body, it immediately pounced on him again!

"A cell phone? A cell phone?" Ethan's face was pale as he treated his injuries with White Lady's products while turning on General of Tears's cell phone.

He lay trembling beside the carpet, feeling both amused and exasperated. He picked up his phone, scanned the General of Tears's ferocious face, and successfully unlocked the phone.

Following the clues, he opened the electronic document of the Great Rift of All Things, found the section on Evil Creatures according to the pictures and text, and then found the Apostle Creature corresponding to the Shadow Leopard —speaking of which, this Apostle section was updated by the Gunsmith.

"Ball? You like balls? You like playing with balls?"

Ethan finally understood what "ball" meant.

The digital version of "The Great Rift of All Things" tells a terrifying legend.

During his expedition, the nameless man encountered the Leopard of Indolence, a Flash Butterfly. The evil ritual of the elixir had given birth to this powerful monster. In the devastated city, they liked to travel in packs, using human heads as toys, chasing each other and throwing bald, skinned skulls as playthings.

At this moment, Captain Quack finally found the last lute, and he was about to start singing.

Ethan roared, "Stop playing! Captain! This isn't an ordinary evil spirit! It's useless! It's the spirit of an apostle!"

"What should we do?!" Quack's face turned grim when he saw the wound on Ethan's stomach.

Ethan pulled out a platinum coin from his pocket, attempting to use the relic provided by Gloria to ward off evil.

--It emits a scorching flame, and immediately begins to generate a psychic reaction upon encountering Evil Spirit Body.

Even the charred mark on Ethan's palm, the red-hot flesh, couldn't subdue the evil spirit!

The black mist on the Shadow Leopard dissipated for a moment, and the grip on the General of Tears swayed slightly before returning to normal. The platinum coins were useful, but not many, far from enough.

"I want a ball! A ball that looks like a human head!" Ethan's voice trembled as he said, "Captain, do you have one?!"

"I don't have any collection like that!" Quack innocently and helplessly. "How about..."

Ethan immediately realized what was happening, his mind working faster than the captain's. "We have Universal Elixir! Captain! Chop my head off?"

Quack yelled, "Are you crazy?!"

"Just a few seconds before complete brain death! If you can piece my head back together, maybe I can live!" Ethan declared confidently. "That's what the Great Rift of All Things says. This beast has absolutely no resistance to human brain toys!"

"No, no, no!" Quack quickly rejected this crazy plan. "There must be another way! I don't have the strength to cut off your head! I can't do it! Life isn't something to be thrown away so easily! Ethan!"

And so, the first mate and the captain went back and forth discussing for a minute.

That minute felt incredibly long to Meteor. The ferocious monster before him was constantly trying to rip off his head. If he possessed the Nameless One's full set of weapons, he might have been able to fight Shadow Leopard head-on—but now he was lethargic, sleep-deprived, starving, and weak in all fours—he didn't even have the weapons to kill the monster.

A minute later, Captain Quack came up with a reliable solution.

The skillful Mr. Ethan took a roll of blanket, rolled it into the shape of a human head, and then cut large pieces of skin and fat from his bloody belly, smearing them evenly onto the human head prop along with the blood.

Quack drew eyes, a nose, and a mouth on the human head.

Ethan lifted it high, and the Shadow Leopard suddenly lost its mind, turning its head and body completely unprepared to face the foul-smelling "head"—its eyes lighting up.

The next second, the General of Tears's fist slammed into the monster's head!

Caught off guard, the Shadow Leopard took the punch, its hind legs detaching from Meteor's waist, abdomen, and back, leaving six deep, bone-revealing wounds. It rolled and crashed into the wall, struggling to its feet as it spewed black mist, and roared and shrieked at Ethan!

Ethan quickly threw the prop head he was holding downstairs!

The Shadow Leopard darted out of the window and jumped off the sixth floor without looking back, making a loud thud as if a solid rock had hit the floor.

Meteor was covered in burnt and smelly wounds. He forced himself to stay angry and went to the window to observe the enemy situation. He saw that Captain Quack's clothes had returned to their original form, smashing a large crater in the front garden on the first floor. The clothes were torn to pieces.

A warm greeting came from the doorway, tinged with a hint of sadness.

"Rest in peace, Little Kitty."

Mr. Fret remained motionless, his hands still in the sacred triangle hand gesture, having just finished the invocation ritual.

"You're not as impressive as you've heard! General of Tears, you're not as formidable as described in the legends!"