“This person seems immune to all physical damage, and her destructive power is terrifyingly strong.”
Ning Yu had witnessed Chen Xing’s abilities before. The first time they met, the strange beams of light had astonishing destructive power, and their sheer numbers were overwhelming.
She was practically a humanoid machine of destruction.
Now, the two of them were bombarding Chen Xing with all kinds of weapons, yet she remained completely unharmed.
All the flames and explosions couldn’t even get close to her; they simply dissipated into nothingness.
It was as if she didn’t exist in this dimension, yet they could clearly see her standing there.
Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue were already retreating rapidly using their grappling hooks.
Ning Yu’s points were running low after the recent battle, especially since they hadn’t managed to completely kill Leviathan. Shen Yiyue’s condition wasn’t great either.
Facing Chen Xing head-on was clearly not a wise strategy.
Or, to put it another way, they had no idea how to fight someone like her.
Chen Xing watched as the two of them fled, still standing motionless, as if she didn’t care at all about their escape.
She simply raised her hand, fingers extending from the sleeve of her dress, and dark lightning began to gather in her palm, as if under her control.
In the next moment, countless light screens lit up in the sky, forming perfect circles that neatly surrounded Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue.
These were all summoned by Chen Xing. Inside the light screens, swirling orbs of light twisted and turned, with black and white cubes at their centers constantly rotating and combining, like Rubik’s cubes being solved.
A terrifying energy rippled through the air, firmly locking the two of them in place.
This person was leagues stronger than Leviathan.
How could she be taking orders from someone else?
Ning Yu was puzzled, but she and Shen Yiyue were already completely trapped, back-to-back.
“Follow me, Yiyue,” Ning Yu whispered, quietly moving toward the edge of the building they were on.
Shen Yiyue, standing back-to-back with Ning Yu, heard her words and began to move as well.
The light screens around them seemed to have finished gathering energy. The swirling orbs inside them grew brighter, and the black and white cubes spun to their limits, becoming unrecognizable.
“Annihilation.”
The black teardrop pattern at the corner of Chen Xing’s eye glowed brightly as she clenched her raised hand.
All the orbs of light finally released their energy, unleashing a barrage of terrifying beams toward Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue.
Each beam was as thick as a pillar, with crackling electricity dancing along its edges, surging forward with overwhelming force.
Ning Yu had already anticipated this. The moment the beams were fired, she grabbed Shen Yiyue and leaped off the building.
If the attacks were coming from all directions, it would be nearly impossible to defend against them, so Ning Yu chose to change their position at the last second.
However, the beams were as tricky as Ning Yu had expected. Some of them adjusted their trajectories mid-flight, aiming directly at Ning Yu as she fell.
Ning Yu twisted her body in mid-air, pulling Shen Yiyue into her arms and positioning herself to take the brunt of the incoming beams.
She summoned Blood Kite to her back and activated [Blood Mirror] just as the beams were about to hit her.
All the beams reflected off the mirror, shooting back in the exact directions they had come from.
Unfortunately, [Blood Mirror] didn’t last long, and some of the delayed beams arrived after the mirror’s effect had worn off.
In her [Future Reading] state, Ning Yu noticed this and pushed Shen Yiyue away just as [Blood Mirror] was about to disappear.
Even though she had activated [Future Reading], Ning Yu had no leverage in mid-air and could only rely on her grappling hook to maneuver.
She managed to dodge most of the remaining beams, but one struck her directly.
“Xiao Yu!!”
Shen Yiyue, who had been pushed to safety, landed safely using her grappling hook. But when she saw Ning Yu get hit, she cried out in panic.
A searing pain shot through Ning Yu’s abdomen, followed by an intense burning sensation.
Damn it!
The sheer force of the beam sent Ning Yu crashing into the ground, and even her grappling hook couldn’t stop the impact.
“It... hurts....”
Warm liquid trickled down from her head, obscuring her vision. Pain radiated throughout her body, as if her bones had been shattered.
The burning sensation in her abdomen felt like her soul was being tossed into a furnace.
But Ning Yu’s indomitable will kept her going. She slowly pulled herself out of the rubble, with Blood Kite helping to clear the debris off her.
Above them, the light screens were struck by the reflected beams, which were even more powerful than before. The screens flickered on and off, as if they had been overloaded and temporarily disabled.
However, the light screens that hadn’t been hit by the reflected beams remained intact.
“Xiao Yu, how are you?!”
Shen Yiyue rushed over, placing her hands on Ning Yu’s body and beginning to heal her wounds.
But Ning Yu’s injuries were too severe, and Shen Yiyue’s healing was noticeably slower. Shen Yiyue’s hands trembled, sweat beading on her forehead, and her lips turned pale.
Ning Yu looked down at the wound in her abdomen. It was a horrifying puncture wound, and the surrounding flesh had already begun to discolor.
The beam’s attack had carried the T-virus.
Seeing Shen Yiyue struggling, Ning Yu weakly pushed her hands away and whispered,
“Don’t waste your energy... reboot.”
Shen Yiyue looked up, meeting Ning Yu’s gaze, and nodded silently. She pulled a pistol from her weapon case and pressed it against Ning Yu’s forehead.
“Bang!”
A spray of blood erupted as the bullet pierced Ning Yu’s head, and her lifeless body slowly fell backward onto the ground.
“Not again....”
Shen Yiyue’s hands fell limply to her sides, her eyes filled with despair.
Tears blurred her vision, making Ning Yu’s figure seem indistinct, as if everything had become unreal.
“I’ve become a burden to Xiao Yu....”
“I still couldn’t protect her....”
“Can I really... still....”
Her hands clenched into fists, nails digging deep into her palms as if she was holding onto something unbearable.
She clenched so hard that her hands trembled uncontrollably, blood seeping from the wounds in her palms and trickling down her arms in twisted lines.
“Even though... I’ve tried so hard, I still....”
Her fists slowly rose to her forehead, trying to hide the fact that she was sobbing uncontrollably. Her lips pressed tightly together, quivering as she fought to keep herself from making a sound.
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.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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."
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?”
