"Splat!"
Blood splattered unexpectedly.
The neck of the Ice Elental Master was torn open, life ending abruptly.
The sudden turn of events left the faces of those around covered in shock.
"Sister..." The young girl beside let out a most sorrowful scream. She took a step, intending to rush to her sister’s corpse, but after just one foot forward, she stopped mid-air.
Compared to her twin sister, though they looked identical, her deanor was unlike the forr’s coldness, carrying instead a frail vulnerability that evoked sympathy.
Hesitation.
She trembled, slowly lifting her head, catching sight of a face imbued with coldness, wrapped in fiery motifs, with two sharp horns on top.
The left eye, especially, glowed with a strange green hue.
It was only then she realized they had provoked a terrifying enemy.
She wanted to help Yang Zheng and avenge her sister, but Chen Feng was too frightening, so frightening she lacked even the courage to look him in the eye.
At this mont, she only wanted to escape from here.
Flee!
She felt that staying here another second was an instant death sentence of fear engulfing her. She took a step back, lacking the courage to face Chen Feng, opting instead to flee.
Love, remorse, hatred, helplessness.
Countless emotions intertwined on the girl’s face. She knew it was wrong, but had no choice. In the past, under Yang Zheng’s protection, she didn’t find the apocalypse so terrifying. But now, with Yang Zheng trapped and her sister killed, everything had shattered her proud heart.
Her face was full of fear and panic, her will to survive finally overca her guilt. She turned around and ran towards the rear!
"Splash!"
However, just as the girl turned, she accidentally fell into a pool.
"How is there water here?" The girl clearly rembered that this was a factory, with hard surfaces everywhere. How could there be a pool?!
"Anyway, leaving here is most important!" Despite her confusion, the girl understood that now was not the ti for questions. Escaping was paramount.
The girl’s swimming skills were excellent, years of swimming to maintain her figure. She trembled as she swam forward, almost reaching the shore—two ters, one ter... but just as she was about to reach the shore, her ankle was abruptly seized, pulling her underwater.
It was her sister!
The girl looked down, trying to find the culprit, only to see a familiar face.
Her sister’s face remained as beautiful as ever, delicately flushed, but there was a massive wound on her neck. The earlier sword had directly severed her windpipe. From this close, she could even see the white bone in her sister’s neck!
Fake!
It’s all fake!
"There’s no water here, my sister is dead, this can’t be... it’s impossible..." The girl tried to struggle, continuously swimming upward, but her ankle was gripped tightly, like iron shackles, utterly unbreakable.
"Why won’t you avenge ?" The dead body suddenly spoke, the voice like glass scraping, filled with resentnt and anger.
"Fake..." The girl cried out, believing it all to be unreal!
"We grew up together. I gave in to you for everything, even shared n with you. Why were you indifferent when I got killed?" The corpse slowly floated up, hovering in front of the girl.
"This isn’t real..." The girl wanted to shut her eyes, but her eyelids seed fixed, unable to close. Her sister, neck tilted, stared at her, covered in blood, pupils white, brimming with endless resentnt.
"I... Sister... I’m so scared... Don’t kill , please, don’t kill ..." The girl’s heart finally broke at this mont. Everything felt too real, the water already filling her mouth, and the suffocation made her fear intensify once more. She begged for rcy, trying to have her sister spare her this once.
"We grew up together. I died, won’t you stay with ? Don’t leave... Just stay here with !" At that mont, the female corpse opened her mouth, biting onto the girl’s shoulder, pulling both bodies down to sink towards the bottom.
"..."
Countless streams of water poured into the girl’s mouth. She could no longer speak, eyes widened, staring dead ahead. Despite the shore being only half a ter away, it felt like an unbreachable chasm.
Arms sprawled out.
Her consciousness grew ever fainter, the water’s surface drifting farther away, and finally... she closed her eyes, her consciousness engulfed in complete darkness...
"Bang!"
In reality, the girl collapsed onto the ground, the once gentle face now expressionless, her lively eyes dull and void of light.
A trickle of crystal-clear saliva dribbled down from her mouth, utterly like an imbecile.
The All-Seeing Eye.
The illusion shattered her will. In re seconds, her consciousness was utterly destroyed, now nothing more than the living dead, incapable of even the most basic self-care.
It’s all fake.
The turn was fake, the water was fake, even the corpse was fake...
The girl initially realized it was all an illusion, but the scenes felt too real—suffocation, the female corpse—and it obliterated her bravery, eventually buried by fear.
Her consciousness ceased to exist!
Chen Feng stood by, the green in his left eye flashed and vanished, reverting to pitch-black pupils. In just a minute, two formidable foes had perished on the spot.
"Xue’Er!"
"Yun’Er!"
From afar, sudden two agonized screams erupted from Yang Zheng, his eyes red as he looked at the Elental Master lying in a pool of blood and the senseless girl.
His heart felt as though pierced by electric current, leaving his body numb!
He knew the abilities of those two, one for long range, the other for close combat. Together, they could carve a bloody path even in a small swarm of insects.
Their skills were even stronger than so n!
However, such powerful individuals, before this seemingly harmless Chen Feng, were utterly destroyed in the blink of an eye!
The shock in Yang Zheng’s heart could only be described as turbulent waves!
"Destroying the flower with a ruthless hand."
Chen Feng’s thod, such ruthlessness, even made Yang Zheng feel a bit cold—not physically, but his soul felt frostbitten. It took a long ti for him to awaken from such shock.
He roared, pushing away Flora with a punch, standing aside, looking at the beloved figure lying in the bloodbath, then glanced at the kneeling, unconscious girl, swallowing a gulp of saliva.
He raised his head.
Yang Zheng’s eyes no longer carried the previous arrogance; instead, they were filled with a layer of fear. He hesitated, a struggle flashing across his face, but eventually, it turned to calm as he opened his mouth to speak, "This ti I accept defeat. I still have so food and people under , all will be sent to you. Not only that, from now on, I will follow you, slaying monsters for you, killing enemies, pledging allegiance to you!"
What!
Yang Zheng actually surrendered?
Who is he?
In the future, he would be a formidable figure, fighting continuously, creating countless miracles and military achievents, holding absolute prestige in the city.
Hundred Beasts Divine General.
His na was a legend, not rely in J City, but famously known in the surrounding districts.
Compared to him, Wei Xun was an ant before a lion.
Such a person surrendered?
Even actively rging his power with self, proclaiming allegiance?!
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, thoughts racing in his mind.
In essence, it wasn’t surprising. After all, Flora was evenly matched with him, along with himself, this terrifying adversary, eyeing him. His power had already waned significantly, and he’d fallen behind from the very start.
The incident with the two girls beca the final straw that broke his resistance.
Understanding everything, Chen Feng’s lips curled up as he slowly spoke, "Oh? You wish to surrender? I killed your two won, yet you’re willing to overlook it?"
Yang Zheng lifted his head, a flicker of pain flashing in his eyes, but in the next second, he returned to normal, speaking each word with a pause, "Won are like clothes, lose one, find another. Besides, I have plenty of won, two less won’t matter!"
The two won’s capabilities were extraordinary. To have achieved such feats in the early apocalypse indicated they were no ordinary beings, not to ntion their exquisite beauty. With such skills and looks, even a stone-hearted person would develop feelings over ti.
But Yang Zheng gave up just like that, although his tone held so pain, it was overwhelmingly resolute. Chen Feng knew he wasn’t lying to him. From that mont on, he had wiped the mories of the two won clean from his heart!
This kind of ntality!
Truly admirable... yet terrifying...
"A ruthless man is worthy of being called a man!" Chen Feng praised him with a sentence, followed by a playful tone, "But... to be under my command, sincerity is essential. You crippled my subordinate’s arm, now I want you to break both your arms. Do that, and from now on, I’ll treat you as a brother. So... what do you say?"
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