Just as the pain told these people they weren't dreaming, a child's voice rang out, definitively announcing the answer, leaving no room for them to escape reality again.
"I'm going to tell the adults that you bullied me."
Another figure slowly approached, wearing the same black cloak, but this silhouette once again surprised everyone.
The thin body, along with the long white beard that even the black cloak couldn't conceal, and the hands protruding from the robe like dried tree bark, all indicated that this was an elderly person.
Even though they had heard the aged voice twice before, seeing the actual person in front of them still had a strong impact. Of course, this was also far from the muscular old man they had imagined.
The Old Man, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom, stroked his beard and said softly, "No such thing happened. This is slander."
"It did! You were watching the whole time!"
"This old man's legs aren't what they used to be, can't keep up with the young ones."
Everyone frantically opened their translation apps, which faithfully converted the dialogue into text.
"..."
Even though the Old Man had saved them twice, they couldn't bring themselves to side with him.
The child tilted his head in confusion, also not believing the Old Man's words.
"I'll let Little Black eat you."
"Everything this old man says is the truth."
The Old Man replied without a hint of shame, full of confidence.
The others looked at the text appearing on their translation apps with complex expressions, red crosses flashing in their minds.
So shameless...
They could guess that the Old Man's superpower was probably some kind of rule-based superpower.
The child was about to argue about right and wrong, but was interrupted by a wave of the Old Man's hand. "We can't stay here forever. The monsters have been dealt with, but their master will follow our trail and find us."
"Moreover, there are many innocent humans. If we don't get them out of here quickly, they'll be implicated."
With their attention diverted, the child temporarily set aside the debate.
As the two took a step towards the crowd, they suddenly turned back, shielding everyone behind them.
Though their ears heard nothing, it was as if a buzzing sound stretched in their minds, like the grating sound of chalk scraping on a blackboard, driving them mad.
Their bodies were trembling, but not from fear.
It was space itself vibrating, causing those within it to react.
Everything around them seemed to resonate, transmitting some kind of danger signal. Yet their vision was so calm and peaceful, making their hearts skip a beat.
The calm before the storm, a terrifying pressure brewing in this world...
Escape?
No, there was absolutely no way to escape...
Their five senses constantly transmitted signals of danger. Fear and tremors made them feel intensely nauseous, acid nearly surging up...
Without even seeing anything, this group had already given up resistance, hopelessly waiting for death, even with two SSS-level Superhumans beside them.
Space shook violently, like a taut, slightly elastic rubber band being forcefully pressed, almost unable to bear the strain and about to break apart inch by inch.
In a daze, they seemed to hear the sound of breaking in their minds, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in their hearts.
They couldn't prove it, but they were absolutely certain.
The invisible barrier had shattered...
A sticky, malicious gaze peered at them through the cracks of the world. Bone-chilling cold swept over their bodies, and their limbs shook uncontrollably.
Their eyes were blank, frozen in place.
Under extreme fear, most people's minds go blank, completely giving up resistance. This way, when things happen, they die a little easier.
Those who can rise up and resist are a minority of strong-willed elites.
"Don't be afraid. According to the agreement, it can only watch, not directly intervene."
The Old Man's calm voice was like an ancient bell, awakening these people who had fallen into panic. "It's locating us now. Soon its followers will come through the spatial cracks it provides to hunt us down. You need to leave quickly."
The child looked up at the Old Man and reminded him, "They don't seem to understand."
"Oh my," the Old Man sighed, tugging at his beard and speaking quickly: "The language here is incomprehensible, this is fallacious."
After releasing his superpower, he repeated what he had just said.
The crowd came to their senses from extreme fear, their eyeballs moving with difficulty as they nodded dumbly.
They were still in a state of mental confusion, and whatever the Old Man said, these people were just listening without really understanding the meaning.
Right now, their minds were full of questions: Who am I? Where am I? Is this Earth?
If the death of SSS-Level Monsters was still within their imagination, now they were completely baffled.
Who were these two? Who was their master?
Who wanted to kill them?
What was that terrifying existence?
What agreement?
In mid-air, a narrow crack seemed to be forcefully pried open, tearing a larger hole...
"Not good! We've just finished fighting, we don't have the energy to deal with those lunatics."
The Old Man exclaimed, pulling out a few strands of his beard and taking out a plain-looking compass. "I'll send you away first."
Send away...?
They reflexively raised question marks, almost transforming into ten thousand whys, wanting to grab the Old Man and roar.
What on earth are you talking about?
Can we sit down and have a proper talk?!
The Old Man obviously didn't have that leisure. He hurriedly pointed the compass at them...
Suddenly, several figures emerged from the crack. They all wore masks and dark cloaks, with different colors and styles of cloaks but identical masks.
The moment they appeared, one of them immediately raised a hand, power concentrating at their fingertips, instantly releasing.
Superpower — Space Collapse.
The target was the compass.
The attack, nearly transparent and only the size of a fingernail, was even invisible to those with poor eyesight, leaving most people on the scene bewildered.
Is this all for such a grand entrance?
You're facing two SSS-level Superhumans, even for testing their strength, you should make a bigger scene, right? Who are you looking down on?
If it had been the terrifying existence from earlier, they certainly wouldn't be so relaxed, but these were just humans in front of them.
Whether human or monster, with two SSS-level Superhumans by their side, they weren't worried at all.
As long as the two powerhouses didn't get too caught up in the fight and completely forget about them, surely nothing would go wrong...
Nothing... would go wrong, right?!
The child noticed the attack and immediately released a black hole in its path. The black hole, capable of absorbing everything, only managed to hinder the attack for a few seconds before being pierced through!
After all, the black hole was just a product of superpowers. Superpowers could counter each other, and with enough strength, they could break through.
The Old Man seized these few seconds and uttered a sentence, "The humans nearby are not within a hundred meters of me, this is fallacious."
In the blink of an eye, the scene seemed to suddenly be pulled back, with the Old Man at least a hundred meters away from them.
The attack landed on the compass, instantly forming a distorted space that contracted and compressed towards a single point. The Old Man released his grip in time and immediately distanced himself.
The distorted space expanded into a sphere, leaving a crater about ten meters wide.
All matter affected was compressed and squeezed into the center of the sphere, condensing into a small ball.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
