"Why do I need to kill him, why does he need to kill , ah, it’s so good."
Behind him, a bone-chilling coldness erged, accompanied by a smile that carried a hint of a childlike mischief—the mischievous smile of Purple Orchid.
"Bai Wu, you did not lie. I can only take you to see him, you might be able to survive in his hands. He is the most evil and powerful entity I have ever encountered; however, I cannot take you directly to him. I am here to fulfill my promise, do right."
"I want to kill him!"
In her hand, the Purple Orchid materialized, feeling an electric jolt similar to a summoning from within the long casket, leaving her with a difficult choice of three options.
With a flick of her wrist, a drop of blood appeared, causing Purple Orchid’s eyes to open wide due to the imnse pain. "Take to see him! Take to see him!"
"Is it correct? His na is Zhong Xu, I have already found your father. I do not intend to change my appearance, there isn’t much ti."
Inside the purple room, the little lady’s eyes widened at the sight of this boat ticket.
He took out the boat ticket, having chosen the most effective way to explain his identity under the ti pressure—Bai Wu.
"There is a familiar scent on you."
Purple Orchid declared, looking at the ghostly image within the evil white bones.
Purple Orchid Manor, outside the tower.
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...
—That was just another lie; if they really had encountered that strange creature with the face years ago, there would be no escape. If it was true, there would be no retreat.
This was their longstanding wish, and they had to fulfill it to the bitter end.
The lie had already long beco an epheral illusion. They did not regret transforming themselves for the evil ones, despite waiting for nineteen years against this retreat.
Suddenly, Bai Wu saw the black horse with the fierce flas rush into the virtual shadow within the blood mist, followed by forty-two cavaliers, as the blood slowly turned scorching hot.
"We need them to build the retreat, let’s see."
Spoke the towering shadow within the blood mist, knowing that his plea for help would be rejected this ti.
Bai Wu remained silent, as if having much to say.
That Qingyu Valley person, nad Erleipu, had never led people out of the high tower, there was simply no retreat—the fundantal truth Bai Wu was unable to reveal, full of sorrowful questions.
"Have you found the retreat...after nineteen years?"
Bai Wu suddenly fell silent, looking at the blood mist scenery outside the virtual shadow.
"I am waiting for you."
"Are you waiting for ?"
"You have co."
...Lin Haigu would et himself here again, an event he hadn’t even considered possible, despite all his planning.
In that instant, Bai Wu fully understood; these thoughts quickly ford in his mind within the sea, ready to erupt from his eyes at any mont.
Perhaps it was all a lie—that there had never been a monster with a face who passed by, let alone descended upon the retreat that not even the whispers have reached Lin Haigu’s ears.
The allied army’s sharp and well-trained forces, the grand charge, had already set off, and Lin Haigu had already faced death. The regint of seven teams, a thousand rows long, had once been through the Fifth Level.
Because of his temporary daze in the changing conversation within the electric chamber, he saw the giant nine-headed snake erge from within the blood mist at that mont.
Suddenly, Bai Wu felt his own heart beating faster upon seeing the red blood mist.
Food City
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...
"How are you here, big brother?"
Suddenly, a familiar shadow appeared directly in front of his eyes, twisting strangely into the space.
She, forever living, enduring and surviving against the strange anomalies within this lake, had decided to confine herself here forever, never being able to leave this place.
Within this vast domain, with each territory enclosed, followed by the ever-sealing Well...the haunting red solemnity remained forever here.
In this desolate village, she had always been unable to find what she truly desired; she felt as if among these people, there was not one who resembled her grandmother from outside.
Assassin ca to this desolate village, bringing with him a bloody red hue, fulfilling the promise he made in the depths of the mountains, falling to a traveler’s death.
All that remained was this crimson red, as if the very existence of sothing strange and evil still lingered on, sothing strange and evil that could defeat the corruption in the lake.
She beca the village children’s protective deity.
Many curious incidents began to lessen in the village, ever since this little girl arrived.
Sotis, you could catch a glimpse of her odd eyes, as if they could see through to those globes if stared at long enough. Though her hands were drawing in a huge black balloon of air, her eyes were deeply empty, yet she looked up to the pure sky with no hint of wickedness.
A few streaks of black marked the hem of her long, red dress. This little girl ca to the village wearing red, and she had been since that day.
It seed as if the residents of this village had been reliving the sa death over and over for seven hundred years, never ceasing to die within this place, with death and silence pervading the air outside this forsaken village.
The lake ghost stories were the strangest, indeed.
This mountain village has buried countless histories and tales of the strange, nurturing them for hundreds of years, and Jujube Lake was its na.
There was a lake by this deathly desolate village.
A few minutes ago
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...
He felt as if he were in several worlds at once, a fleeting touch with reality.
This mont when Bai Wu was dissipating, he exerted his strength beyond its limits.
Those who had once co into contact with Bai Wu, even if they were at the brink of death, sohow intersected at that very mont of conscious awareness, despite not having seen Master Liu’s fifth level of evil transformation.
There was still a proud stance in the low air above the Sharp Forest, with Assassin’s shadow behind him. That shadow was the inverted image of Liu at dusk.
Peering down at the deep sea from above, he felt as if he were sinking, staring at the black, pitch-like rocks engulfed by the phantom shadow of the Fifth Level ahead of him.
A change had occurred.
... After they regained consciousness, they took off and followed a side path as if awakening from a deep slumber, preparing to continue the cycle of intense encounters.
There’s sothing odd here. Surely, there must have been a reason for this oddity, but he had encountered these two people for the umpteenth ti, and he knew them, no matter how supernatural the big boss might be.
Despite this, he could not abandon certain habits. Sowhere inside, he still retained that youthful vigor, as a certain ancestor once said, "In this world on the brink, one must always watch his step," yet Master Liu and Assassin—without any explanation—remained as they always were.
Why did he call them old acquaintances? Surely it was their first eting with this fantastical person, yet sothing was unclear between Master Liu and Assassin.
"Aren’t you guys always running into us without any reason? Is it because you’re definitely bound to us?"
He was completely baffled.
And there they were again, Assassin and Master Liu, appearing beside him after he woke up.
The Marsh, The Tower
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...
Without thinking much, the little girl charged into the phantom image powerfully, a hundred or thousandfold stronger than this enemy before her—she fundantally did not know.
"Go!"
"I... I need your help... I’ve run into so trouble."
Her joy dissolved instantly like clouds scattering.
Even the arm was utterly shattered. The bone structures of the head had broken so much that they had even crumpled completely, revealing fissures, and even big uncle’s upper body was in tatters. Jiang Yimi observed this imdiately.
He had previously sought help, having been beaten into a bloody ss for being a victim... but now he finally ended up like this.
She never had a chance or the ti, but he definitely wanted to co to see her. It seed that the little girl had so misunderstanding about herself, thinking he had so other motive.
... Bai Wu felt a bit remorseful.
Seeing Bai Wu in this state, Jiang Yimi, familiar with the confrontations at the school, looked into the phantom within Bai Wu, and not surprisingly, they were no strangers.
"You really ca to see ... you, you, Big Uncle!"
The little black cat was happily owing, as Jiang Yimi was engrossed in reading a book when Bai Wu appeared beside her.
Chuanbai School
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...
More and more people were entering this vast gathering space, but it was still not densely packed.
Bai Wu hadn’t thought about this question for a long ti, as occasions were becoming rarer.
Why would soone bring themselves here? Who was at the bottom of all this, and what was the reason to have sothing like this?
Was it because they were imprisoned by soone, pulled by iron chains in a place as void-like as this?
Though he was extrely puzzled, Bai Wu’s heart harbored no fear.
Bai Wu did not dare to delay, as he hastened to dissolve the chains that connected this area.
Suddenly, cracks appeared on the surface!
He even felt a suffocating sensation, as if he was in another world right now, feeling an imnse pressure bearing down on him.
He suddenly felt as if his own self had co across a certain inexistence before him, hearing the sound of chains in the void...
It could be sothing he had never felt before in terms of danger. Bai Wu felt an extre sense of danger in his heart.
Bai Wu could only maintain the virtual shadows for a minute under normal circumstances, but he was currently unraveling the intangible force, although he felt a vague threat in the darkness that seed to hold so extre terror over his body.
At the sa ti, in so area, Bai Wu, acting as the backup soldier, was expanding his consciousness, Erleipu had just vanished from sight the mont he tried to scatter it, whether he saw anything or not, Erleipu’s situation was the first encounter of its kind.
Without any preparedness in his eyes.
Bai Wu might have even mistaken himself for appearing in the starry void if he had not nearly touched so of those firefly-like creatures.
They could not bring any light with them, only appearing occasionally in this territory, flickering weakly with tiny points of light in the boundless void.
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...
"But I should make my move, although there are so matters, and I’ve told you long ago. Let’s go,"
For a mont, he read Shen Xiaoyue’s calm deanor, not quite like the Shen Xiaoyue he knew... Bai Wu birthed a thread of danger in his heart.
"It’s been a very long ti since I’ve heard that na,"
Shen Xiaoyue listened to Lin Haigu’s preditated thoughts with a playful look in her eyes, only raising her eyebrows slightly, showing that she did not respond to his ntion of Well.
"I don’t know, Lin Haigu, that’s where you were born... I do want to invite you over there, but,"
Shen Xiaoyue was killing more and more, even killing the insurmountable Chuanbai, who was not the biggest contributor among them.
They had killed four fellow travelers, including Shen Xiaoyue, Assassin, Erleipu, and Chuanbai.
Bai Wu didn’t know that the travelers had already died; he didn’t know it even now.
"Have you heard about this na? It’s been a long ti since I’ve heard it, but where are you inviting to go? What place am I being invited to go to by soone?"
Shen Xiaoyue smiled an enigmatic smile, reacting without surprise to the ntion of the three old characters.
Bai Wu, who couldn’t quite calculate the slow crossflow with Shen Xiaoyue, felt pressed for ti.
This Shen Xiaoyue with a beauty mark was actually the owner of this museum, standing outside in the void.
"I need your help, Shen Xiaoyue,"
He didn’t even intend to recognize the face in front of her. She was quite a charr, and her voice had not a hint of flirtation. A woman’s voice, impersonal yet with a slightly enticing tone.
"...You do look sowhat familiar,"
Although Bai Wu never imagined he would be picked by soone who was rely an acquaintance on the surface, as he could only embrace the idea of easily hugging the big thighs of the Red Shrine, it was only then that he saw a dazzling figure.
Bai Wu, still slightly stunned because he hadn’t been to this place before, suddenly appeared as if in a certain museum-like space from sowhere unknown.
Outer tower, unknown territory.
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...
Whatever that call of hatred seeped into his bones, Bai Wu knew clearly as he looked at this person’s smiling face.
"Even though I’m unable to rely on Erleipu’s eyes to see the future death clock—"
Bai Wu didn’t know what would happen when these doors burst open in a flash.
One vortex after another appeared in the battle scene, condensing in mid-air into a massive shadow that seed to twist and contort space itself into nurous doorways.
All of a sudden, the vast expanse of the battlefield beca overwhelmingly crowded, especially within the vast Fifth Level.
The bastions of the Fifth Level, the domain of color...
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...
By the ti Bai Wu said he needed their help at that mont, he had already ventured into the shadowy figures, his curiosity piqued by Bai Wu leading him into the dense forest.
As always, the shield was just as necessary as the sword, disregarding Lin Haigu’s objections, particularly when it was ti to protect them.
Directly stepping into the shadowy figures, he did not question anything when he heard about the imminent danger on Level Five, but a series of doubts began to surface in Liu Muyun’s mind.
"I am Bai Wu of Team Liu... I need your help... I’ve encountered danger on Level Five," he exclaid.
Bai Wu said urgently, overco with emotion as there was only so little ti.
He had brought upon himself all these consequences, living in a world of unlimited possibilities.
He felt dazed at tis.
He had sohow beco a true hero, that child from seven hundred years ago...
Their conversations erged not only in Lin Haigu’s mories but also appeared in Bai Wu’s recollections.
"Are you capable of taking on the responsibility to protect them from today onwards, now that I entrust you with this mask?"
"You are already a hero, and in ti, when you are equipped to handle any situation that may arise, this journey might seem tedious. You must use both wisdom and bravery to face dire circumstances and fear no evil or desperation," he said.
"Facing danger, you must be even colder and more composed. It is with great regret that I cannot follow you at every single mont. There is still a lot of evil and twisted monsters spreading terror in the city, and there are many weak people waiting for redemption. This world is perishing, bit by bit," he added.
"I am rely a symbol appearing in this city; perhaps my presence could reignite hope in people, or maybe they would lose belief in my absence sooner or later. Every ti I am saved by others, it’s not the end. There are still many weak people waiting for redemption, and showing any sign of faith towards others might even be ridiculed later on."
To Nie Zhongshan and Liu Muyun, he was just like a day long gone, his mories in Lin Haigu’s mind as distant as yesterday.
Only then did sothing imnsely aningful to Lin Haigu occur, he couldn’t understand their long-awaited eting after seven hundred years, just like Nie Zhongshan and Liu Muyun.
Unexpectedly, he shed tears—just monts earlier he was but a strange masked creature.
... It baffled them even more that Nie Zhongshan and Liu Muyun did not understand why the masked figure in the shadowy figures called himself a masked creature.
"... You are the masked creature... It’s you..."
He fastened the mask onto his own forehead, the masked creature with a warm smile, not forgetting the food city street scene from seven hundred years prior.
He was gradually beginning to forget his own surna because too much ti had elapsed... so much ti that he no longer even recalled the nas of people he once deceived.
He had already forgotten many people, and so much had changed over the long journey through ti and space.
Although his face bore nothing but a long, thin scar and one of his ears was slightly askew, he had not aged much.
The boy who used to cry loudly in his youth had already faded away; the Masked Creature took off the mask, and there was no more white bone evil in sight.
One was just passing through the journey, encountering a dying man by chance; the other was the one who handed over the mask to himself seven hundred years ago!
Only two people could call out their own nas, only owing to possessing that mask!
Although the Masked Creature was startled by the shattered mask in Bai Wu’s hand, he recognized him despite never having seen Bai Wu in such a state, and Bai Wu’s voice had changed slightly after assuming the evil form.
"Lin... Lin Haigu?" he murmured.
What shook him to the core... was seeing that Masked Creature right before his eyes, perhaps because of Liu Muyun, he was trying to decipher what had unfolded.
In just a blink, Bai Wu realized who this man was—soone with an extraordinary presence, soone who had never seen Liu Muyun before.
With sharp spikes on his elbows, knees, and forehead, they all had an extrely nacing look, with broken bone wings to boot.
Though Lin Haigu didn’t resemble any ordinary white bone evil, their outer profiles looked eerily similar, yet the colossal shadowy figures erged, and Nie Zhongshan saw a shadowy figure resembling himself grow out of nothingness.
Nie Zhongshan saw his own lengthening shadowy figure that quite resembled Bai Wu—an evil form—in the shadowy figures, as space began to twist and contort itself.
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