Capítulo 978: Chapter 957: Champion
n’s restroom.
In the deepest stall, a crack in the wall appeared unexpectedly.
It seed there was an entity severely compressed within the depth of the crack, currently moving slowly, gradually erging outside.
Lights flickered, toilets flushed.
Shop Owner Ito erged from inside, appearing as though he had been in this restroom for a long ti. After the confrontation with [Observation] ended, he chose to remain here.
Hiding in the depths,
Avoiding confrontation.
He didn’t plan to overly intervene but wanted to reserve his state for the most critical mont.
Currently, it seed the key mont for intervention had arrived because he could sense the death of the sole, disgusting “kindred spirit.”
Despite feeling sowhat happy inside, he did not show it.
The shop owner went to the sink, continuing to wash his face with clear water. He seed very nervous, unprecedentedly so, as if his hands were trembling slightly.
Just then,
A voice ca from the innermost stall,
“ntis is dead… How capable are these guys? Killing narrators like you and ntis, whom I consider the hardest to kill.”
The shop owner didn’t respond directly, instead taking sothing from his pocket and placing it beside the sink.
“With ntis gone, only two of the most troubleso Death Row Inmates remain… I need to stay here, I’ll leave the matters outside to you.”
In an instant, the item beside the sink was taken away.
Ito was the only one left here.
Even if the infiltration plan of the Central Prison was quite successful, with Death Row Inmates falling one by one as adversaries, and this process even spurring the growth of our side,
The shop owner showed no sign of happiness; his hands trembled.
He could feel the deep red approaching, moving even faster than expected, soone increased the speed.
Even setting the current Central Prison scenario as [optimal], the shop owner’s calculated win rate was still less than 1%.
“Will we win?”
…
As for Wu Wen,
She and Mr. Question Mark’s actions had been planned early on.
Having acquired the “Prison Director’s Brain,” she was aware of most Death Row Inmates’ information, including the special narrator divine status of the Sixth Death Row Inmate, ntis.
Unlike a comic narrator like the Shop Owner, ntis heavily relied on external objects, preferring to pile quantities.
The brains of billions of creators and associated flesh structures happened to serve as Mr. Qu’s food. With the absorption and collection of the entire organization, it essentially declared ntis’s death.
Even Wu Wen was no longer reserved,
Clenching her teeth, gripping her fists tightly! Whispering… Good!
However,
As the creative scene disappeared, and the Moon God Worm dissipated, Wu Wen also received a notification of increased points.
However, as a participant, she only gained half of the points, which was 25. These points were insufficient to buy the “Participation Card” worth 50 points, making it impossible to intervene in the duel as she just did.
As Wu Wen pondered the current situation, the remaining Death Row Inmates, and how to advance this ga,
A strong sensation ca from beside her,
Even the Prison Director’s brain couldn’t imdiately parse this sensation, couldn’t penetrate it, couldn’t determine if it was friendly or hostile.
One hand clutched the hatching flesh egg,
One hand raised in front, commanding all things as the prison’s surrounding tal quickly drifted over, forming the structure of a shield.
Her body quickly retreated, shielding the egg behind her.
Yet, the anticipated attack did not co, nothing happened. Only then did Wu Wen calm down, gradually withdrawing the shield before her and casting her gaze over.
“This is!!”
Not a Death Row Inmate, nor an exaggerated scene.
It was just Mr. Question Mark standing there,
His appearance unchanged, still wearing a sack over his head, still in a suit tailored by the Skinless, hands in pockets, standing straight and unmoving.
Strangely,
Apart from regular visual perception, any other perception couldn’t determine Mr. Question Mark’s state; approaching him would cause disturbances, resulting in a chaotic and unpredictable outco.
It’s like inputting a string of code into a machine, and the result is always a [ ? ].
He seed to stand in the corridor,
But in reality, his body was flickering at a high frequency, as if becoming an unstable three-dinsional projection, appearing to exist but in truth, no longer there.
Mr. Question Mark seems to be in a special process of ascension to a higher dinsion.
Wu Wen widened her eyes, the smile on her face was no longer a disguise, but revealed a genuine delight.
“Mr. Question Mark is about to reach an upper position!
This is great, the odds of success have increased… it’s just not clear how long this process will take. The 50 points in his hand are crucial.
There are still the most dangerous ‘Skin Bag Guest’ and ‘Inner Self’ to be dealt with.
It’s very difficult to take these two down individually, it’s almost impossible to defeat them head-on. To so extent, they already possess the concept of being undead.”
As Wu Wen was analyzing the situation, a voice ca from behind her, “Not necessarily, the state of the Skin Bag Guest is quite abnormal.
Teacher Guo should have left so irreparable structural trauma on him. If we can find him before he repairs the damage, we might be able to kill him.”
A man covered in crimson erged from the egg of flesh and blood. When his foot stepped on the ground, even with environntal restrictions, the crimson began to spread through the passage.
The egg itself transford into a blood-red robe, cloaking his body, standing behind Wu Wen.
“Brother, you look like you’re in great shape.”
“Not bad.”
Mr. Qu reached out and touched the back of Wu Wen’s head.
His body imdiately unraveled into strands of flesh and blood, quickly burrowing into her skull, intertwining with the Prison Director’s Brain.
As a special ascendant, he was granted the title of [Flesh Master] by the Prison Director. He could freely attach himself to the body of the Prison Director without restriction, and afterwards was allowed to reshape the remaining corpse of the Prison Director to build a new prison system.
Everything was ready.
Wu Wen wasted no more ti and began searching through the prison area.
…
[Grand Arena]
The duel happening here had been going on for a very long ti, longer than any duel within the prison.
However,
the previously noisy audience seats had now fallen completely silent.
So spectators were even secretly wiping tears, so covered their eyes, unable to watch.
Even though most of the audience had been captivated by challenger Luo Di’s performance, chanting his na earlier, at the final mont, they still found it hard to accept, even impossible to accept, that the “invincible champion” would fall here.
Nonetheless,
even if there was one last supporter shouting his na, it wouldn’t change the outco.
Losantos would stand up, his wounds forcibly patched, continuing to complete this final duel.
Until the last supporter shouted hoarsely, covering their eyes.
Pale moonlight pierced through the clouds, at this mont shining upon the center of the duel arena.
Luo Di, his spine flowing with the Sea of Hell, kept exhaling ashes from beneath his steel mask. His body was already overwheld, and the only reason he could continue was due to the shouts from the audience.
Every audience mber who shouted his na seed to inject spiritual energy into him.
The contrasting black and white mark appeared in his hand,
This strike not only severed the sword shield but also cut through Losantos’s body and half of the duel arena.
The slash tore the entire space apart, revealing the structure of the prison passageway.
Yet Losantos did not fall, the remaining divinity adhered to his soon-to-crack body.
He stepped forward, gripping Luo Di’s wrist, raising it high in the air.
Amidst the cheering, his flesh slowly began to dissipate, turning into golden particles floating in the air, descending onto the dueling arena floor.
“No wonder so many death row inmates chose to bet on you… if trained purely according to the original system of the Prison Director, even achieving the best would only reach the level of the Prison Director.
Since even the Prison Director himself was killed, the substitutes created through training are aningless.
But Luo Di, you are different… you are more unique than I am, you possess no divinity, you walk a completely different path.
Although I’d love to see the final outco, I suddenly feel so tired, I just want to take a nap. Indeed, I’m still too lazy, better continue to rest.”
Luo Di was so exhausted he could barely speak, but still managed to give a response.
“Thank you…”
With the form released,
Luo Di’s body fell heavily to the ground, his vision blurred, his spine completely drained, not a sliver left.
But he did not lose consciousness, instead using the life force provided by Hua Yuan to hold up his body as best he could.
The surrounding environnt had returned to the central prison, he remained in the expansive sewer, with the [Question Mark Store] not far off.
Just as he was struggling to stand and move forward,
a familiar female voice ca from behind, it was Wu Wen’s voice: “Luo Di, are you okay?”
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