National Guardian's Gone and We're Done Chapter 229 - 228: Can Gao Liceng Create Another Miracle Thi

"She’s... actually okay!"

Qi Chaoyu’s eyes widened, staring intently at the scene inside the villa that defied his understanding.

Gao Liceng’s head was clearly mangled, with only a small part of her face still intact.

But on that small, intact part of her face, a new expression slowly ford.

Gao Liceng was smiling—an exceptionally creepy and bizarre smile.

"Gao Liceng’s ability to turn her own and others’ bodies into Yellow Paper,"

"must also have a substitution effect, allowing her to transfer any damage she takes to soone she’s prepared in advance."

Chu He said thoughtfully, watching the scene in the villa calmly.

"That’s incredible!"

Qi Chaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn’t help but marvel, "But who did Gao Liceng transfer that fatal injury to? Since it’s a substitution, there has to be a substitute."

CRACK!

At that mont, in the silence so profound one could almost hear a heartbeat,

a faint yet soul-piercingly bizarre sound quietly echoed from deep within the villa.

It was like ancient porcelain being suddenly crushed by an invisible hand in the quiet, each sound accompanied by a tremor deep in the soul.

Huang Haibo and the middle-aged woman had their gazes locked on Gao Liceng,

who was as fragile and pale as a Paperman.

But just then, their attention was broken by a sudden warmth.

It was an indescribable sensation, as if boiling lava had suddenly erupted,

splashing onto them with its scorching, destructive power.

The warm liquid, mixed with the pungent sll of rust and an unnamable stench,

quickly soaked their clothes. Every drop was like a kiss from the Death God, heralding misfortune.

They raised their heads in terror, their gazes piercing through the chaotic spray, trying to find the source of this horror.

But the scene before them was almost beyond the limits of human endurance!

Their daughter, whom they treasured, now appeared before them in an unimaginably tragic state.

Half of her head had been brutally torn apart, revealing the intricate flesh and stark white bone within.

The tissues that should have been hidden deep inside her body were now scattered on the floor like a shattered dream—a shocking sight.

Even more heart-stopping, Huang Qiucheng’s remaining half-face still held the expression she wore in life:

a mixture of venomous resentnt and unwillingness, her teeth clenched tight.

Even at the end of her life, she seed determined to brand her hatred into every corner of the world.

Her gaze pierced the boundaries of space and ti, staring fixedly in Gao Liceng’s direction.

It was a stare that transcended death, sending a chill down the spine.

What was most baffling was that,

the positions of Gao Liceng and Huang Qiucheng had silently reversed.

Sohow, Gao Liceng was now standing where Huang Qiucheng had been,

while Huang Qiucheng’s half-destroyed body was now in front of Huang Haibo and the middle-aged woman.

It all happened so suddenly, yet so naturally,

as if the world had been turned upside down, with right and wrong muddled together.

"Truly ingenious."

A look of deep interest appeared in Chu He’s eyes.

If he hadn’t used his own Primordial Spirit Power to cover the entire villa,

capturing every single dust particle within it with perfect clarity,

it would have been extrely difficult to see how Gao Liceng had accomplished this with the naked eye.

Right now, Gao Liceng was standing in the exact spot Huang Qiucheng had been monts before.

Huang Haibo and the middle-aged woman hadn’t even realized they had been watching their own daughter the entire ti,

and that the one Huang Haibo had ordered killed was his own daughter!

The middle-aged woman’s mouth slowly fell open, the muscles in her face twitching uncontrollably.

She gripped her hair with both hands, her entire body trembling violently as she broke down.

Huang Qiucheng was her only daughter. Seeing her child in such a grueso state of death,

how could the middle-aged woman’s heart possibly bear it?

Her mouth was wide open, wanting to cry, to roar, to scream, but no sound ca out.

Her throat strained, but her vocal cords had already ceased to function.

Tears stread endlessly from her eyes until her body went limp and collapsed to the ground.

Her emotions were so overwhelming that her body’s self-preservation chanism kicked in, causing her to faint.

The muscles at the corner of Huang Haibo’s eyes twitched twice. Although he appeared relatively calm and composed on the surface,

the subtle movents of his body betrayed the tempest that was raging within him.

"So you can feel pain, too?"

Gao Liceng’s voice, laced with undisguised mockery, ca from behind Huang Haibo.

Huang Haibo slowly turned around, staring at Gao Liceng with a sinister glare.

In the suffocating silence,

Huang Haibo’s movents were like those of a Priest in an ancient ritual.

Every subtle gesture exuded an unnamable strangeness and solemnity.

He slowly raised his right hand, which had long been hidden in his sleeve.

In the dim light, the arm glowed with a deathly-green luster, not like that of a living person, but more like a cold touch borrowed from the netherworld.

The color was deep and cold, like the most hidden pool in a dense forest, reflecting the world’s unknown secrets.

Huang Haibo’s movents were abnormally slow, as if every inch of muscle carried a heavy burden.

He slowly raised his arm from bottom to top, a posture that was neither natural nor part of any known ritual,

yet it contained an irresistible power surging within.

As his fingers slowly curled, a grasping motion froze in the air, as if to clench both invisible fear and despair in his fist.

Just then, the Yellow Paper scattered on the ground seed to sense so unknown threat.

They began to tremble violently, their edges twisting in fear, emitting a faint yet piercing sound,

like the final struggle of a candle guttering in the wind.

Imdiately after, with a crisp SNAP, all the Yellow Paper turned to dust and scattered into the air, leaving only a faint, musty sll.

At the sa ti, the floor of the villa began to change.

A layer of deathly-green liquid spread out silently, its spectral coldness and depth silently devouring all warmth and light.

The faint ripples created as the liquid flowed made even the air tremble. The entire space was enveloped in a chill, and the temperature plumted below freezing.

Most terrifying of all, as the deathly-green liquid spread,

countless arms of the sa deathly green suddenly reached out from it. They were long and twisted, their fingertips radiating a sharp chill as they locked directly onto Gao Liceng’s pant legs.

The arms seed to have a will of their own, dragging her toward that bottomless abyss with an irresistible force.

The green glow spread rapidly up Gao Liceng’s legs, eroding her life force like a plague. It was an aura of decay and death that sent a chill down the spine.

’Can Gao Liceng pull off another miracle this ti?’

A fine layer of sweat had already beaded in Qi Chaoyu’s palms.

This was a bizarre and high-intensity confrontation the likes of which he had never seen in the Royal City of the Great Xia Empire.

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