The dense flashes of blades had become uncountable, almost obscuring the original form of Wrath.
"Die."
Ning Yu watched the giant fist still crashing toward her, unmoved.
Those words seemed to work like a spell, as Wrath's massive body began to decompose from its fists, piece by piece under the blade lights.
"Zing! Zing! Zing! Zing!"
Countless blade sounds rang out as the decomposition began, as if Ning Yu's earlier slash was only now taking effect.
Those flesh-forged fists dissolved in mid-air, transforming into smaller blood-colored butterflies that scattered away, followed by its chest, legs, and feet.
Only its head remained, dropping to the ground with a thud - this was deliberately spared by Ning Yu.
This detestable fortress of flesh had its other parts completely transformed into thousands of gracefully dancing blood butterflies, swirling and fluttering around the place of its death.
Behind Ning Yu, Ji Mengyao and Shen Yiyue watched this incredible scene, speechless with amazement.
Shen Yiyue was handling it better; although the scene was surreally beautiful, she could accept it since it was Little Yu who created it.
Ji Mengyao was truly dumbfounded - she realized that describing Ning Yu as merely "capable in combat" had been a complete understatement.
She had transcended human limitations entirely.
The handle of Blood Kite, now free from the obstruction of flesh, fell to the ground with a clear metallic ring.
Its blade had completely vanished, seemingly transformed into the blood butterflies dancing in the air.
Ning Yu reached out her hand, palm open, and the handle trembled slightly before shooting back into her palm.
"Snap!"
She gripped it tightly, and at that exact moment-
"Splash! Splash! Splash!"
The blood butterflies filling the sky simultaneously burst apart, transforming into an endless rain of blood that fell to the ground, forming a pool of blood.
As the blood rain fell, Blood Kite's blade slowly regenerated.
The originally plain butterfly ornament on the handle reappeared, looking no different from an ordinary decoration at first glance.
Ning Yu looked at Blood Kite in her hand, feeling utterly satisfied.
She habitually performed a blood-shaking motion, though there wasn't a drop of blood on it, and put Blood Kite away.
[Ding! You have killed the mid-level mutant zombie Wrath, gained points *2000]
[Blood Kite upgrade experience +2000]
[Ding! Task completed: Kill Wrath 1/1]
[Rewards issued: Points *12000, Mid-level T-virus immunity capsule exchange authority (6 hours), Mid-level storage space exchange authority]
The kill reward plus the task completion reward totaled 14,000 points, immediately making up for the points consumed using the RPG and thermobaric bombs.
Although buying the RPG cost 4,999 points, unlike the thermobaric bombs which were one-time use, it could be used repeatedly.
If another Wrath appeared now, she could immediately buy two thermobaric bombs at full price and send it straight to God.
However, that would be an unprofitable venture.
Because if another Wrath appeared now, the system wouldn't issue another emergency task with a 12,000-point reward.
But at least she had more combat options now, not only having Blood Kite but also an RPG.
She could even start considering teaching Shen Yiyue how to use the RPG, as there seemed to be practice warheads available for 500 points each.
Her [Future Reading] ability was most suitable for using firearms.
While pondering these thoughts, Ning Yu walked over carrying Wrath's head.
Nearby, Ji Mengyao and Shen Yiyue both sighed in relief seeing Wrath completely dead.
Ji Mengyao was slowly helping Wu Di, who lay unconscious on the ground, while Shen Yiyue assisted in checking his injuries.
The lack of external injuries was good news, as any open wounds would have risked infection.
His battle with Wrath had been mainly a contest of strength, which was fortunate in this unfortunate situation.
However, since his injuries were mostly internal, they needed to get him back to the base quickly for treatment.
Ning Yu had just walked over when Shen Yiyue immediately asked with concern:
"Little Yu, are you alright?"
She examined Ning Yu up and down, worried about any wounds that might lead to infection.
Ning Yu casually pinched Shen Yiyue's pretty face as she leaned in, showing a warm smile:
"I'm fine, sorry for worrying you."
Earlier, when suddenly asked to stab herself with the blade, Shen Yiyue had been like a frightened little rabbit.
Looking at Ji Mengyao who was putting a suit jacket on Wu Di, there was an unmistakable hint of disappointment in her eyes.
"Is he okay?" Ning Yu asked.
Ji Mengyao didn't look at Ning Yu, just shaking her head somewhat absently:
"He'll be fine, he just passed out temporarily from exhaustion."
Why did she look so sad then?
Ning Yu didn't dwell on it. She watched as Ji Mengyao casually took out what looked like a syringe - a T-virus preliminary purifier - from her backpack, and handed some containers to Ning Yu.
Ning Yu took them and inserted the extractor into Wrath's severed head.
Clear liquid slowly flowed into the syringe, but this time it wasn't completely colorless - it had a faint golden tinge, as if some fluorescent agent had been added.
This was Ji Mengyao's first time seeing such unusual purified virus, and she said:
"This creature we encountered today was stronger than all the mutant zombies we've met before combined."
In today's battle, if Ning Yu hadn't manifested her blade at the end, if Wu Di hadn't successfully delayed Wrath's attack on Ning Yu...
The outcome would have been uncertain.
Only Ning Yu knew that according to her detection ability, this was a mid-level mutant zombie, so it was normal for the purified virus to look different from low-level virus.
"Here, these are yours and Wu Di's portions."
Ning Yu divided it into 4 parts, handing two portions to Ji Mengyao and Wu Di.
Ji Mengyao raised her hand to refuse.
She stared at Ning Yu with a complicated expression, having noticed something else during the battle:
Ning Yu had stabbed herself with the blade and then come back to life as well.
Why did Ning Yu not only have the ability to see through mutant zombies' weaknesses but also possess the same miraculous power as herself?
Moreover, her revival seemed to have no side effects, which made her somewhat envious.
Then there was her superhuman combat ability and that surreal blade - who exactly was she?
But even with so many questions in mind, she didn't ask them. Regardless, having another powerful ally was always a good thing.
The two of them, especially herself, hadn't contributed much to this battle - it was mainly Wu Di and Ning Yu.
She hesitated before accepting only one portion of the purified virus for Wu Di, not intending to take her own share.
Ning Yu didn't give her a chance to refuse, directly placing her portion in front of her, indicating it belonged to her.
Ji Mengyao's gaze toward Ning Yu changed again - faced with this opportunity to become stronger, Ning Yu was willing to share.
What she didn't know was that Ning Yu simply considered it a gift in return for copying her [Death Resistance] ability.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
