"I want those feet of yours."
Mo Yu curled his lips, his voice utterly flat, as though he were discussing something too ordinary to matter.
The monster seemed enraged by his words. A piercing shriek immediately spilled from its throat, like sharp nails frantically scraping a blackboard, the sound relentlessly grating on everyone's nerves.
Its eerie face, which had just settled down, suddenly twisted into a hideous grimace as it lunged at Mo Yu.
But he seemed to have anticipated this. The man drew a pitch-black blade over a meter long from behind his back. Intricate ancient totems and mysterious patterns covered its surface. It looked immensely heavy, yet he held it steady in one hand.
The strange patterns seemed alive, faintly swirling around the blade.
The instant Mo Yu swung his sword, Shen Ru felt a chill shoot straight into his brain. His fingers twitched under the intense sensory assault.
The outcome was obvious.
The grotesque face and swollen, hideous torso vanished completely, leaving only a pair of large feet that had looked entirely out of place on the monster's body.
If not for the filthy, bloody stench lingering in the air, Shen Ru would have thought it had all been a fleeting dream.
Once severed from the body, the feet gradually turned transparent, then transformed into a card that lay quietly on the blood-soaked floor.
The man ignored everyone's astonished expressions and stares. None of that mattered to him anymore. After all, he had entered this Newcomer Instance for this item card alone.
Just as Mo Yu picked up the card and prepared to leave the game, no one noticed the stirring in the young man's dark red eyes beside him.
A flash of red light.
Time seemed to freeze. Even the terrified expressions on Qi Liang and the others were fixed in that instant.
The young man strolled leisurely among them and chuckled. His half-lidded eyes were more intoxicating than wine, yet beneath his long lashes, his gaze was sharp as a knife.
His delicate, pale fingers slowly brushed against the man's chest, easily taking the S-rank item card hidden inside his black shirt.
The stark clash of black and white gave the livestream viewers a fierce, absurd thrill.
[??????]
[This newbie actually has an innate talent!!!!]
[Holy shit? Time freezing??? That's got to be an S-rank innate talent, right???]
[Starting today, gorgeous Shen is officially joining my enormous harem!!!]
[I thought God Mo would just take the card and leave. I never expected another twist!!!]
The instant Shen Ru took the card, a mechanical announcement sounded in his ears:
"Ding!"
"S-rank card: The Missing Feet."
"Using this card allows you to summon and command all monsters within a 500-meter radius for 10 minutes."
"Additional skill: Using this card outside an instance has a chance of granting one invitation to the Secret Garden Tea Party. The estate's owner is exceptionally hospitable and prepares lavish gifts each year for the honored guests invited to the Tea Party."
Shen Ru remained unmoved. The card's main ability was mediocre. Its range and duration were decent enough, but calling it an S-rank card still seemed a little questionable.
Looks like the real prize is the invitation to the Secret Garden~
The red diamond in his right ear flashed again, and the air began to flow once more.
Shen Ru narrowed his beautiful eyes, a glint of sly satisfaction flickering in their depths.
He knew that a simple role in a Newcomer Instance wasn't enough to trap the man. The young man had only done this because he resented working for him for free, so he had deliberately decided to get under his skin.
I can't wait.
A high-level player braves a Newcomer Instance, only to discover his pockets are empty once he gets out.
Haha.
What a thrilling sight that'll be.
Shen Ru actually had no idea where this ability of his had come from. But when he had first woken up in this instance, the system had introduced the Time Stop talent to him.
As things stood, he could stop time for a total of three minutes within an instance.
That explained why no one had seen his movements the previous two times he had acted.
He had used his talent. Of course they hadn't seen anything...
Shen Ru looked teasingly at the man before him, his elegant figure leaning lazily to one side. An unreadable emotion filled his eyes as his pale, slender fingers lightly touched his soft, vivid red lips. He gave a gentle wave, like a reluctant lover bidding the man farewell.
A flash of hostility passed through Mo Yu's eyes. His gaze darkened slightly, instantly concealing the turmoil beneath. He pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth and let out a low laugh.
He was in a good mood. He didn't mind playing a round with the little fox.
The man casually snapped his fingers.
The charged atmosphere instantly froze, everything coming to a halt with that crisp snap.
The newbie's innate talent was actually S-rank. Mo Yu had indeed been a little surprised when he discovered Shen Ru's ability.
But unlike before-
In that eerie stillness, the man wasn't the only one who remained conscious.
He could plunder other people's abilities, but the person he took them from was unaffected. That was why Shen Ru hadn't been frozen in place.
And the Plunder talent had another ridiculously overpowered bug: while an ability was being plundered, even its original owner couldn't use it again.
In other words, the pretty doll really was helpless now.
Seeing the rare panic on the young man's face, Mo Yu felt a surge of satisfaction and excitement. His violent impulses finally broke free of their cage.
Sticky, terrifying black shadows instantly surged from the man's shadow. Within moments, the young man's burning-hot skin was covered by their icy touch. Those things were malicious, cruel, and utterly merciless, intent on forcing the pretty doll before them to make even more exciting sounds and struggle harder.
The fact that the man also possessed Time Stop had already shocked him enough. Now this damned pervert was taking things even further.
Something in the shadows touched him somewhere, and Shen Ru sucked in a sharp breath. His pupils constricted as he instinctively cursed:
"You damned pervert, are you sick in the head?!"
Under the assault of pain and other tangled emotions, the young man's eyes reddened. Tears were even forced into their corners, his damp lashes trembling under the man's relentless torment:
"I'll kill you!"
Mo Yu remained unmoved, merely taking his time looking the young man up and down. Perhaps only now did Shen Ru truly deserve to be called a glass doll.
Fragile, endearing, even tempting one to reach out and caress him.
But at that moment, the black shadows tightened, winding fiercely around Shen Ru's body as though silently urging him to do something.
"I can only maintain this ability of yours for ninety seconds."
The man keenly caught the young man's subtle movement and kindly reminded him.
Shen Ru gritted his teeth and glared viciously at the bastard before him, a beast in fine clothes doing something utterly vile.
Mo Yu seemed to have all the patience in the world. Faced with the young man's silence, he even thoughtfully added:
"If you don't want everyone to see you like this in a few dozen seconds, be good and hand over the card."
In the livestream chat:
[Aaaaaah, holy shit, one twist after another! That came out of nowhere???]
[I seriously never get tired of my husband's talent. Is it copying?? He's never told anyone...]
[Hahahaha, gorgeous Shen is stunned. I love a dumb beauty too!!!!]
[Fuck, can this instance just keep gorgeous Shen and God Mo and kick everyone else out?! I love watching these two push each other to the limit!!!]
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