Feng Qing'er bit off Chu Tanyu's finger.
Matsuyama Ichi pierced Xi Yun with his sword.
Xi Yun's powerful "magic" ignited everyone's bodies.
Song Xiaozhu finally understood why Fan Cang was so arrogant.
He is very strong.
Not only does he possess a strong Heart of the Creator within him, but his personal character also far surpasses that of other God-Favored.
Fear, madness, and Disorder are toyed with and manipulated by the sole element of calm, like a cat playing with a mouse.
Fan Cang set up this trap to lure the snake out of its hole, aiming to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
Song Xiaozhu brought the four of them over, which was exactly what he wanted and saved him a lot of trouble.
But this was all Song Xiaozhu could do.
What she wanted was not personal victory, but to protect the village.
Song Xiaozhu kept an eye on the battle, constantly manipulating the Workbench and frantically synthesizing items.
During the fierce battle, Fan Cang glanced at Song Xiaozhu, his expression shifting slightly.
A white mist enveloped the entire village.
The source of the white mist was in Song Xiaozhu's palm.
How could her Force be so immense?
In that moment of distraction, Xi Yun's water arrow pierced Fan Cang's chest, but he didn't even flinch, enduring the water arrow bursting in his chest. His mechanical sword pierced Xi Yun's palm, slicing horizontally and severing her head.
Clang! The Heart of the Creator fell.
Feng Qing'er, Chu Tanyu, and Matsuyama Ichi, like hunting dogs that have smelled meat, pounced on it without any regard for the consequences.
Dividing the Heart of the Creator.
Even in such a fierce battle, they could not suppress their instincts.
Only Fan Cang remained unmoved by temptation.
The mechanical sword soared into the air and pierced the three people who were obsessed with the Heart of the Creator.
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With the Bai Jing Bodily Transmission Awakening Stone, Qiu Shuyu finally arrived at the Holy City.
She stared at the city gate, lost in a daze.
This... this is the Holy City?
Why is it exactly the same as Ink City?!
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The city wall is very high; standing at the corner and looking up, you can't see the other half of the sky.
Qiu Shuyu stared blankly, her gaze following the road into the city, winding to the city gate. The city gate was large enough for four heavy trucks to drive in side by side at the same time.
The city gates were clearly divided into large lanes, small lanes, and pedestrian walkways.
Every road has access control; you need to swipe a card to enter the city, but leaving the city is much more flexible.
Lu Xiaofang gave Qiu Shuyu a temporary card to enter the city, which she could easily swipe to enter, but she was stuck in place, unable to move an inch.
Memories of the past flooded back, and she dared not and did not want to step into this Fortress.
--Kill them.
--Kill them.
--Kill them.
After the collapse of Ink City, Qiu Shuyu learned that Song Xiaozhu had always wanted to arrange for her to explore it.
However, many things happened in the village later, and they no longer had time to worry about the empty Holy City. They could only hurry up and develop the village to meet the challenges.
Qiu Shuyu felt a sense of relief.
If Song Xiaozhu asked her to explore, she didn't know if she would have the courage to go.
Even though Ink City collapsed, the chip inside her body remained, and so did the fears of the past.
Qiu Shuyu took a deep breath and told herself, "It's okay, this isn't Ink City."
Indeed, this is Holy City high above all others, how could it be a Fortress that can be found everywhere... It should now be called Testing Ground.
Thinking this, Qiu Shuyu gripped the temporary card tightly and walked onto the sidewalk.
She wanted to walk faster; she wanted to make the most of the time.
She knew that Song Xiaozhu was waiting for her, that the village was waiting for her, and that whether she could see Wen Changye was a matter of life and death for countless people.
But my legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step was extremely difficult.
Exactly the same...
Exactly the same!
The sidewalk was asphalt, and in the pitch-black night it looked like a bridge to hell. The city gate was dark and gaping, like a crouching beast, ready to open its bloody maw and swallow everything that came near.
Qiu Shuyu's body was trembling. She gritted her teeth and struggled to move forward step by step.
She kept telling herself that the village was in danger, Xiaozhu was in danger, and she had to see Wen Changye and hand over the Master Bai's Bodily Transmission Stone to him.
However, no matter how many times she repeated these words, the memories of the past surged more and more fiercely until they occupied her entire mind.
Qiu Shuyu was born in
In the lower district of Ink City, she didn't know who her parents were, nor what her original name was. She was simply taken into a laboratory when she was very young.
At first, Qiu Shuyu was very happy. The place was all white and exceptionally clean. She was wearing white clothes, there was delicious food and drinks, and a soft little bed where she could sleep soundly.
She quickly lost her joy.
It's so empty and quiet here, so quiet you might wonder if you've lost your hearing.
How could I not hear anything? How could there not be a sound? Even my own heartbeat and breathing sounded distorted, like a hallucination.
Qiu Shuyu was frightened. Loneliness enveloped her, and she was terrified of the snow-white surroundings. She wanted to go back to the lower city, back to the dirty streets, back to the days of hunger.
Suddenly one day, a door opened silently, revealing complete darkness inside.
Qiu Shuyu, however, rushed into the darkness like a moth drawn to a flame.
The moment she entered, the air was thick with the stench of blood, and a dozen enormous rats stared at her with their scarlet eyes.
Qiu Shuyu screamed, the door behind her closed, and she faced off against the rats in the dim light.
"Kill them."
"No, no, no, they'll eat me!"
"Pick up the knife and kill them!"
Under the man's cold command, Qiu Shuyu picked up the small knife beside her.
The rats were huge, each one about the same size as her. How could there be such big rats? It was terrifying! Qiu Shuyu brandished her knife, attacking haphazardly.
The sound of flesh being splattered, the sound of blood and flesh flying, the sound of painful screams...