"Quick, do you have any more? Give it another shot!"
Ji Mengyao urgently urged Ning Yu from beside her, as she too had noticed it was regenerating.
Indeed, if they could hit it one more time, no matter how strong this monster's regenerative abilities were, it would be reduced to ashes.
Unfortunately, Ning Yu had run out of points.
"Quick, let's strike while the iron is hot!"
That was all Ning Yu could say, and with those words, Ji Mengyao understood that Ning Yu had no ammunition left.
"I'll get the truck!"
Ji Mengyao suddenly spotted the truck that Wan Heng had driven over and rushed towards it.
She intended to use this isekai reincarnation weapon to finish it off.
Beside them, Shen Yiyue raised her gun and fired at the regenerating Wrath.
Ning Yu and Wu Di had already charged forward, one wielding a knife, the other carrying a red chainsaw.
By the time they got close, the Wrath's regeneration had already reached its shoulders.
The destruction speed of their weapons and Shen Yiyue's bullets couldn't keep up with the Wrath's healing rate.
At this rate, their efforts would be futile.
"Get out of the way!"
Ji Mengyao was already speeding towards them in Wan Heng's truck, and Ning Yu and Wu Di jumped aside.
"BOOM!!"
The truck crashed violently into the Wrath's body, actually making it tilt sideways, and the powerful momentum pushed its body backward.
The truck pinned it against the wall of a low building behind it, shattering the brick wall, with its entire body smashed inside.
Dust scattered everywhere, and while the impact was substantial, Ning Yu still hadn't received any system notification about the Wrath's death.
Though she hadn't held much hope anyway.
"ROAR!!"
Everyone heard a soul-shaking roar, indicating that the Wrath had regenerated up to its head.
"Danger! Get away from there!"
Ning Yu shouted at Ji Mengyao, who was still in the truck, but she seemed dazed from the impact, with blood trickling down her forehead.
She had relied on her immortal body to perform a suicide attack.
Unfortunately, before she could open the truck door, the entire vehicle was firmly grabbed by two massive hands and lifted into the air.
Ji Mengyao was raised up along with the truck.
"CRASH!!!!"
Those hands holding the truck suddenly slammed it down onto the ground, crushing both the truck and Ji Mengyao like a pancake.
Though the truck didn't completely shatter, it was severely deformed, and Ji Mengyao inside had been knocked unconscious, with blood splattered throughout the driver's cabin. She had sustained fatal injuries.
The Wrath stood up again, and in just a few minutes, it had completely regenerated its body. The angry expression on its face became even more twisted.
It raised its palm again and, as if swatting a mosquito, forcefully smashed the truck's hood.
"BANG!"
The hood was instantly crushed, and Ji Mengyao inside was killed on the spot.
It turned its head and fixed its eyes on the remaining three people, but quickly looked down again, noticing something was wrong.
The "bug" it had just crushed was gone, completely restored, and she was struggling to crawl under the remaining parts of the truck.
Trying to avoid its line of sight.
The Wrath actually showed an amused expression, as if it had found an interesting toy. It raised its foot again and stomped down on the remaining parts of the truck.
The rear half of the truck was also crushed under its foot, and Ji Mengyao underneath leaked streams of blood, dying once again.
But soon, she was restored to perfect condition due to her [Death Resistance], which seemed to bring a delighted look to the Wrath's eyes.
It hadn't encountered something this "unbreakable" in a long time.
It began endlessly repeating the process of crushing Ji Mengyao, falling into a kind of madness, stomping again and again and again.
"I'm... fine!!"
She died once more.
"You guys..."
Another death.
"Run away!!"
Yet another death.
"At this rate, Mengyao will be driven to mental breakdown by the hallucinations."
Not far away, though Wu Di's expression remained unchanged, his eyes had turned red, wanting to fight the Wrath to the death, but Ning Yu held him back.
"I have a plan. Can you hold it off for 5 minutes?"
Ning Yu seemed to have thought of something and was ready to make a last-ditch effort.
Wu Di almost threw off Ning Yu who was holding him back, turning to stare at her, his expressionless face somehow conveying questioning.
"Trust me."
Ning Yu said to him.
Wu Di hesitated for a few seconds, then silently nodded and took off his suit, revealing fully armed steel armor underneath.
Unfortunately, he wasn't Iron Man; this was just simple protective gear.
This guy had been wearing such heavy equipment all along, yet his movements had seemed so effortless.
He charged straight toward the nearby Wrath.
Ning Yu then pulled out the broken Crimson War Blade from her system space.
She gripped the broken hilt and aimed it at her own chest.
"Yu... Little Yu, what are you doing??"
Shen Yiyue had run out of bullets in her gun, and seeing Ning Yu's actions, she sensed something was wrong.
Her eyes suddenly widened, her heart seemingly skipping a beat, and she shouted:
"No!!"
Ning Yu ignored her and forcefully drove the broken hilt into her own chest. Large amounts of blood immediately gushed out, but were quickly absorbed by the Crimson War Blade.
Indeed, she was trying to nurture the Crimson War Blade right now, but it still needed nearly 40% progress.
If she tried to feed it slowly by cutting her arms, they would all probably be dead long before it was ready.
Now she might as well go straight for gutting herself, letting it drink its fill.
After all, she had [Death Resistance], so she could use one life to quickly nurture the blade.
"Little Yu??? Have you gone mad? What are you doing?!"
Shen Yiyue was terrified, stumbling as she hurriedly ran over and embraced Ning Yu.
Her face was full of panic and confusion.
"Silly, I'm fine, I can't die. Come help me."
Ning Yu's face was pale, with sweat beading on her forehead, as she forced a smile at her.
Stabbing herself like this was still quite painful, especially since the blade was broken and she had to force the broken end into her chest, which was quite difficult.
[Task: Day of Blade Reforging progress updated 67%]
[Task: Day of Blade Reforging progress updated 68%]
Ning Yu felt her vision darkening; this thing was drinking her blood too quickly.
But even so, she felt the progress was still too slow.
She picked up the other broken blade piece and handed it to Shen Yiyue, who was already stunned by Ning Yu's actions.
"Stab this part... into me... too."
Ning Yu's speech was becoming intermittent, her condition looking very poor.
"Little Yu... tell me you really won't die, right? I... I... I can't do it..."
Shen Yiyue held the blade piece Ning Yu had handed her, shaking her head slightly in panic, her body trembling.
Was she really supposed to kill her Little Yu with her own hands?
How could she possibly do that?
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
