Flesh and Blood Turned Against Each Other, a Deadly Trap to Break the Heart!

Across from him, Marcius saw Yue Xiaofei walk onto the stage, and his laughter grew even more unrestrained.

"Yue Xiaofei, you think you can save her by going on stage? You're too naive!"

Within the Divine Descent Crystal, the phantom of Marcius loomed above, his face filled with wicked pleasure.

Do you know how much effort we put into transforming her into the most perfect Human Weapon?

"A full three years!"

"We drained her mortal blood and infused it with the divine blood of thunder and fire from the supreme god!"

"Her bones have been completely replaced with Mithril alloy!"

"Most importantly, her Divine Marrow, her soul, is now completely bound to the great avatar of the supreme god!"

Marcius spread his arms wide, as if displaying a prized work of art.

"Her current code name is 'Zero'! She is the sharpest Blade of Judgment for our Holy See!"

"She has no memory, no feelings, no sense of pain!"

"In her subconscious, there was only one command—to kill all living beings in front of her, especially those with the Yue Family blood!"

Upon hearing these words, the Dragon Kingdom camp was in complete uproar.

The Wild Chicken was so angry that he trembled all over, and he pulled the safety off the submachine gun he was holding.

"Fuck them! Are these Japanese Invaders even human? Bleeding people alive and turning them into weapons?!"

Han Duoduo bit her lip tightly, her eyes red-rimmed.

The tablet in her hand had already scanned some of the woman in black's physiological data.

My heart rate is only twelve beats per minute.

Han Duoduo's voice was trembling with tears.

"Her body temperature is only sixteen degrees Celsius... all her nerve reflexes are being controlled by external Divine Power runes... Xiaofei, Sister Lingfei... she's living now, but it's a million times more painful than being dead!"

Ning Hongye stood at the back, gripping the enormous Mo Dao).

Although her eyes were wrapped in red silk, a faint hint of murderous intent appeared on her exquisitely beautiful face.

She could sense that the soul of the woman opposite her was being torn apart by an extremely filthy force.

That was truly worse than death.

Yue Feng stood below the stage, gripping the hilt of the heavy sword with both hands, his knuckles cracking from the force.

His chest heaved violently; if Yue Xiaofei hadn't stopped him, he would have already rushed up and torn the entire Divine Island apart.

"Marcius, you must die in this sea today."

Yue Feng's voice was terribly hoarse.

Marcius sneered, completely ignoring Yue Feng's threat.

"Death? Who will die is still uncertain!"

"Yue Xiaofei, are you satisfied with this grand gift I've prepared for you?"

"If you dare to fight back, with the domineering Divine Sequence within you, a little force will shatter her fragile Divine Marrow and you'll kill your sister with your own hands!"

"If you don't fight back, her Thunderfire Rapier will mercilessly pierce your heart and cut you to pieces!"

"To kill one's sister with one's own hands, or to be killed by one's sister's own hands?"

"Choose one, the genius of the East! Hahaha!"

Marcius's maniacal laughter echoed across the entire Pacific Ocean.

This is an open strategy.

The most despicable, shameless, but also the most deadly scheme to destroy one's spirit!

People all over the world who witnessed this scene via satellite signal fell silent.

"This is despicable... This isn't a duel, this is torture!"

"the West Vatican actually resorts to such despicable tactics?"

"What about that young man? That's his own sister! Anyone would be unable to do that!"

On the Dragon Kingdom's command ship, tens of thousands of soldiers stared intently at the large screen. Many veterans had bloodshot eyes and were grinding their teeth.

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

A naval admiral slammed his fist on the control panel, denting the Fine Steel console.

However, in the center of the ring.

Yue Xiaofei stopped in his tracks.

There were less than five meters between him and Yue Lingfei.

The sea breeze lifted the woman's black cloak, revealing her cold, Mercury mask.

The two tear streaks on the mask stood out starkly in the dim light.

The small copper bell on her wrist swayed slightly in the wind, but made no sound.

The inside of the bronze bell was completely filled with dried blood.

Yue Xiaofei's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He looked at the woman in front of him.

What came to mind, however, was the image of that thin figure from many years ago, wearing a faded school uniform, peeling the only boiled egg and stuffing it into his mouth under the dim streetlights.

"Xiaofei, eat quickly, it will help you grow taller."

"If I get into university and make a lot of money, I'll buy you meat every day."

"If anyone dares to bully you, I'll beat them to death with a broom."

Those old, warm memories overlapped with the cold, broken weapon of slaughter before him.

Yue Xiaofei's eyes reddened.

But his gaze remained unwavering.

"Sister."

Yue Xiaofei spoke softly.

The woman paused slightly, but quickly, a dark red, savage light flashed in her empty eyes.

Buzz!

The Thunderfire Rapier in her hand trembled violently, and a pungent, burnt smell immediately filled the air.

"Divine Punishment... Target locked."

Beneath the mask came a cold, mechanical female voice, devoid of any emotion.

Although the voice was dry, one could still vaguely discern the familiar timbre from back then.

However, now only a chilling murderous intent remained in that voice.

"Slay... the one who defied the gods."

The woman in black raised her sword, the tip aimed at Yue Xiaofei's throat.

"Do it! Zero! Kill him! Chop him into mincemeat!"

Marcius sharply issued the order.

Boom!

A burst of lightning and fire suddenly erupted beneath the woman's feet!

Her speed was unbelievable, even surpassing ordinary physics. She transformed into a crimson afterimage wreathed in lightning right where she stood!

Without any hesitation, without any doubt.

The Thunderfire Rapier rapier tore through the air with a sharp, piercing whistle, heading straight for Yue Xiaofei's face!

That sword strike was extremely fast, extremely ruthless, and extremely poisonous!

It was all aimed at a one-hit kill!

Yue Xiaofei stood still, without drawing his sword.

His right hand gripped the scabbard tightly, he took three steps back, and his body suddenly swerved to the left.

Sizzle!

The sharp, fiery sword Sword Qi grazed his cheek, the intense heat instantly scorching a strand of black hair near his ear.

The gust of wind whipped up by the sword tore a long gash in Yue Xiaofei's Battle Robe at the shoulder, and blood instantly seeped out.

But he didn't even frown.

"Xiaofei! Get out of the way!"

Yue Feng, sitting in the audience, roared loudly, his eyes blazing with fury.

Instead of dodging, Yue Xiaofei took a deep breath and stepped forward again, facing the afterimage of the lightning and fire.