Zhuang Wugou's combat program had reached its limit, and he had already detected Ning Yu's presence behind him with razor-sharp precision.
His armored suit was faster than his thoughts and senses. In the instant he became aware, the suit had already moved his limbs to strike backward.
As he turned his head, there was Ning Yu, right behind him, with her light saber already touching her body in a split second.
What was happening?!
Suddenly, he found his thoughts grinding to a halt, moving at a snail's pace. His ability to think in words seemed to take a century just to form a single character.
In Ning Yu's vision, the world turned monochrome, much like walking through a fog, the moment Zhuang Wugou's light saber made contact with her body.
Everything around her moved incredibly slowly, or rather, it was almost frozen in time.
The light saber in her hand, though about to touch her skin, felt like it would take an eternity to move just 0.00001 millimeters.
This was the effect of triggering **Moonlit Moment** after exiting **Fog Walk**.
Now, time had frozen around her, and only Ning Yu could move freely.
She swung her Blood Kite, meticulously cutting through Zhuang Wugou's entire armored suit in the brief two seconds of Moonlit Moment.
Since **Thousand Moment Slash** was ineffective against non-biological entities, she decided to go for a manual, youth edition—**Hundred Moment Slash**.
Zhuang Wugou's thoughts finally recovered from the stasis.
"Be careful, Xiao Yu!!"
Shen Yiyue's alarmed cry came late, and as soon as she shouted, she covered her mouth.
In her vision, Ning Yu seemed to skip frames, leaping from behind Zhuang Wugou's counterattack to the side.
Ning Yu, like a samurai who had just completed a draw slash, sheathed her Blood Kite.
It was only then that Zhuang Wugou's turn and slash officially began to swing.
But as he swung, his armored suit and body started to disintegrate, falling to the ground in pieces.
The hilt of his light saber broke into several pieces, and the energy-depleted saber vanished into thin air.
Zhuang Wugou's slash stopped halfway, and he shattered into a heap of scrap metal, leaving only his head rolling on the ground.
"How... is this possible..."
He could still speak, which was enough to prove that he was no longer biological.
His internal transistors scattered on the ground, with blue liquid resembling blood seeping out, but not much, and it quickly evaporated into mist, unable to withstand normal temperatures.
Seeing that he was completely defeated, Ning Yu didn't waste a single second, because every second lost was 100 points!
The Sloth, which had just been repaired by the blue light shield, had barely regained its spirit, ready to control the Diligence Hands to team up with Zhuang Wugou to take down Ning Yu.
But not only did Zhuang Wugou mysteriously collapse, but Ning Yu also suddenly disappeared from the real world.
What was happening?!
The Diligence Hands around it wildly flailed, but they couldn't resist Ning Yu's **Fog Walk**.
Ning Yu appeared behind it from the gray mist, and her Blood Kite mercilessly delivered a righteous backstab.
Although Ning Yu couldn't see the weakness of the mid-tier mutant zombie, it didn't matter anymore.
**Thousand Moment Slash**!
Dense flashes of blade light lit up inside Sloth's body, making it look like a little glowing figure.
Suddenly, countless crimson butterflies fluttered around it, emerging from the blade light.
The more blood butterflies there were, the more its body disintegrated, until Sloth's entire body vanished, leaving only its head.
It was like a silent magic trick, and this magic trick ended in a spectacular finale.
All the blood butterflies exploded into a rain of blood the moment Ning Yu re-gripped her Blood Kite.
This time, Ning Yu raised her Blood Kite to meet the blood rain, and they all flowed into the blade, turning into sweet experience points.
Ning Yu held up her Blood Kite, and her eyes also turned bright red and dazzling.
Unfortunately, all the battles were over.
**Ding! You have killed the mid-tier mutant zombie Sloth, earning 2000 points.**
**Blood Kite upgrade experience +1000**
**Ding! Series mission completed: Close Yet Far**
**Objective: Kill Sloth before Wu Di dies (1/1)**
**Rewards issued: Random attribute points *5, 20000 points**
**Hidden reward issued: Mid-tier skill upgrade book *1**
**You have gained: Stamina *2, Charm *2, Spirit *1**
Only now did this lengthy mission finally come to an end, and the 20000 points slightly eased Ning Yu's frustration over losing 2 Charm points.
She quickly turned off the **Moonlit Serenity** mode and heard the system's deduction notification.
**Exited Moonlit Serenity mode, you lost 14200 points.**
**Removed: Moon Princess Blessing *Stage I**
**Removed: Fog Walk**
Hearing the deduction of 14200 points, Ning Yu suddenly felt a pang of regret again. Did it feel like she was starting to get frustrated again?
The mission named Close Yet Far came to a close, and Ning Yu looked up to see Ji Mengyao helping Wu Di walking towards her in the distance.
Now, the distance between the two of them truly lived up to the name "Close Yet Far," no, they were practically glued together.
She couldn't help but reveal a gratified smile.
Ning Yu walked towards the group, and Shen Yiyue had already rushed to Ning Yu at a faster pace, hugging her tightly and burying her face in Ning Yu's silver-white hair:
"Sob... sob... Xiao Yu, I thought you... you scared me to death..."
"Okay... okay... good... I'm fine, don't cry..."
Ning Yu looked at Shen Yiyue, who was crying her eyes out, gently patting her back, comforting her like a child.
The mechanical head of Zhuang Wugou, still on the ground, coldly watched all this, while Ji Mengyao had already settled Wu Di and stepped forward to confront him.
"Why... why did you do this?"
She clenched her fists angrily, making it seem like she was about to punch Zhuang Wugou, unfortunately, he was only left with a head.
"Were all the ideals, the beliefs you spoke of, all lies?!"
"Why did you deceive us?!!"
She shouted furiously at Zhuang Wugou, as if something she believed in had crumbled.
Ning Yu then remembered the first time she met Ji Mengyao, sitting in her pickup truck, when she had smiled reassuringly and said to her:
"I just feel that, everyone coming together, fighting and striving together for survival, this feeling is great."
Full of confidence in the Ark.
And now, everything that had happened shattered that dream.
Facing the accusations from his former companions, Zhuang Wugou's cold eyes showed no emotion.
"All this is for the continuation of humanity."
"In this process, there will inevitably be necessary sacrifices."
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
