Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle Chapter 230 - 34: The Downfall of the Zhong Family

Sharp Forest responded very quickly to Siyi’s words.

Even Jiang Yimi could see the misfortune of the blood curse on this little girl’s body... Sohow, when she heard Mother’s astonished reaction, she guessed that this world must be extraordinarily unusual for this little girl. From Chu Qing’s various responses to Zhong Xu, she could tell.

"You don’t have to tell her the truth about her real appearance. You don’t have to tell her... Let’s just let her die off; I don’t care anymore."

Jiang Yimi could stop him, but was unable to bear the thought of reaching out.

Trying to force a smile, Chu Qing bore the excruciating pain as her flesh was torn, wanting to reassure her father, who was trying to express his love for her.

Even as this spectacle drew the public’s unease, Chu Qing—once a man who had fallen into evil and devoured his own children—observed with visible intellect.

This was no different from a ghastly beast—a man-eater, an evil fall.

At this mont, the smoke of the black fla that had already begun to slowly recede from his body, he took a bite at Chu Qing’s neck instantly, as if reflecting Zhong Xu’s gaze back at him at this mont.

"I realize... I have to beco food for Father... when he’s hungry... I have to give myself to Father... I am everything..."

Chu Qing was struggling to breathe, not just from the difficulty, but also as if she were reciting a lesson, another child echoing the sa words. Her pupils were dissipating.

This distorted father-daughter relationship almost made the already evil-transford people even more aware of the malicious presence enveloping them.

"Do you still rember what you told Father? Oh, how weak I am, how much I need you... I want you, Papa, clean and pretty... such a good, obedient child."

At this point, Zhong Xu picked up her neck with his large hand.

Zhong Xu and Chu Qing were now only inches apart.

Then, as she heard the word "sister" being questioned—associated with Shen Yue’s original, violently angry character—she hesitantly started again, the humming of the saw in her hand echoing back.

"What is... Mother?"

Upon hearing Shen Yue’s odd question, Chu Qing suddenly felt confused at that mont.

This was also the mont Zhong Xu anticipated the most—his fatherly affection perverted into sheer craving, a twisted desire for Dugu.

Like a curse etched deep in Chu Qing’s soul, the teachings of her childhood appeared to have the greatest impact through these words.

"You don’t need friends, you don’t need relatives, you don’t need anyone else but . I’m your father, and I am the master of it all; you only need ."

This baffled feeling was not new to them, being washed over ti and again by Zhong Xu’s indoctrination, but it never completely vanished.

Yet, with these people clearly needing her father, why on earth would Chu Qing even consider going out with so stranger? Back in the tower, she pondered over this every day.

This was not the first ti she heard the word "Mother."

It was just another pawn for Zhong Xu in his quest to find a woman, only helping him to return to the tower imdiately after her external repair tasks, while she had often been dispatched outside the tower since her teenage years.

And yet, it was Shen Yue’s single sentence that surprised Chu Qing.

Having already died a warrior’s death, she had realized her anomalous state against these ninth-grade mutants; Chu Qing, usually so expressively fierce, was now confronting Zhong Xu, protecting her own child, Zhong Xu.

At this ti, Zhong Xu had fallen deep into the valley of combat exhaustion.

He especially feared confronting Shen Yue, as he would not dare to use, or might even get consud by, Shen Yue who had already taken over his body.

At this mont, panting heavily, Zhong Xu, fragnted into thirteen parts of his body, asked Shen Yue with a smile.

"Do you know where your mother went? Is he your father?"

Although this woman seed very evil, she didn’t actually have evil intentions—at least not towards Zhong Xu.

He could rely on his sense of evil to intuit the opposite side’s intentions, and even with his sensory faculties greatly diminished, he could still rely on his feeling of negative emotions toward the opposing side.

Zhong Xu was by now much weaker than the Nine-Headed Serpent or the 42nd Iron Cavalry, although Lin Haigu was certain that the end of this battle would be Zhong Xu’s death.

Nie Chongshan had to acknowledge that facing this girl was indeed not a good sign for himself. There was no way around it; if he were to face himself, he simply couldn’t afford not to recognize her.

But she only looked towards those surrounding her with even greater indifference in her gaze. Shen Shu was still Shen Shu after the perfect fusion.

At this mont, when a slight disturbance occurred in Shen Shu’s expressions as the separate body began to rge with the original one, the crowd visibly perceived it. Shen Shu’s aura beca even more dangerous after the brief mont when the split body gathered at once.

The opposite side of the boundless proliferation－a reflection of the initial manifestation that Shen Shu had also demonstrated in the mine tunnel.

At this ti, when Zhong Xu had already been worn down by trials, Shen Shu seed sowhat interested as she snapped her fingers, stirring madness around her, with Zhong Xue calling out to "Dad," indicating a prearranged signal.

[This tragic drama unfolding upon this old lady must have resulted from a lifeti of harboring a distorted love for her father, since childhood imagining oneself as a figure worthy enough, eventually establishing a twisted affair. A deford education within the family could bring horrifying consequences. It is essential to always have a balancing rod far more significant than oneself in love, to balance love for others with self-love – to make a truly sane person; we must teach them this ticulously; let Lin Haigu inform you that she is very close to death, and you must take her to the Society of Ethical Research to tell your story, sparing the detail of an eight-thousand-word description of a sexual technique...]

It was Zhong Xue, in particular, who was on his way, and only for Shen Shu and Purple Orchid to fill the kill list.

In this ga, Zhong Xue was rely a pawn, unable to make any difference, although it did lend a touch of unpredictability to the situation.

Explosive Poison Fog, Deathly Cold Light, Thunder Punishnt, Flamboyant Dragon Tide, Extre Chill Curse.

Lin Haigu also possessed the Nine-Headed Serpent transformation, just like Zhong Xu, who had a perfect beauty level variant of the Extre Chill Curse.

But the sound of his vehent roar ceased abruptly. Zhong Xu, seething with rage, looked directly at that Sharp Forest face.

"You won’t be able to run away, with here."

Sharp Forest could not afford to let this person slip by; being teleported by this passage was the equivalent of being shuffled to another location by Zhong Xu’s powerful punch.

This was a transport portal, leaving behind a golden-colored door, passing through to the Sixth Level entrance, reflecting Zhong Xu’s intention on the Sharp Forest.

Having already reached the point where he did not possess any ans to rise, he could only stand up, bringing along his supplies, prepared for a challenging breakthrough.

Could it be that these people, who kept disturbing his al, forced Zhong Xu to endure an unbearable and incredibly painful division, simply did not understand that he could not cease devouring?

"Dad, have you... have you ever deceived ?"

She said in a gasping whisper:

Zhong Xue’s life force was unable to stop the Blood Flow, which rapidly drained him of a large volu of blood as he feasted on evil below.

Zhong Xu, having exhausted almost all his energy just to maintain his body from shattering before this point, would not allow himself to die – the impact from the increasing value of the splits...

...The beam of light went straight through Zhong Xu’s throat.

This direct suppression of vital breaths with a terrifying ray could not allow Zhong Xu’s body, already difficult to heal, to rekindle the black flas for a second shedding.

Deathly Cold Light, perfect beauty level variant.

Out from Lin Haigu’s largest serpent head spewed a silent death ray, a beam of light.

A speck of white mist.

She probably could not hope to achieve redemption here.

When it ca to Zhong Xue...

Today, he must indeed entrust sothing vital to soone. At this mont, Lin Haigu glanced at the white mist and realized it was a most malicious person.

Shen Shu scanned the crowd around her.

"Hey, soone, will you help pierce his mouth? Could you truly love him, seeing your lord endure so much hardship, enduring a grief-stricken injury, oh poor lord, you who would die a thousand deaths, why endure such hardships, why must you watch your lord suffer so terribly?"

Speaking these words at that ti, she mockingly folded her arms; although she could press Zhong Xu ti and again, the timing wasn’t much off. Shen Shu then looked at him once more.

Despite the chaos of her expressions at this mont, being filled with bewildernt at Zhong Xu, her eyes, already teary, did not speak the myriad confusions that she wished to, ultimately saying nothing though her mouth was open, choosing rather to endure the pain originally.

As if he had already forgotten the surroundings that were within arm’s reach, Zhong Xu seed to only rember that he wasn’t entirely himself anymore, having raised this girl for quite so ti.

He had to continue devouring, but only needed to delay the process of self-cannibalism until the mont ca when he could montarily restore order out of the utmost chaos, capable of upsetting the very fabric of reality.

Gradually, billows of black fus surged up from his body. Zhong Xu did not have an answer to this question, as he was preoccupied with gnawing at the bones of Zhong Xue.

Consciousness too was slowly dissipating, along with the fading light in Zhong Xue’s eyes.

"What is it, Daddy... Mommy?"

There was no doubt Shen Shu looked evil at first glance, but she hadn’t done anything wrong.

No one can take the place of the victim to pardon the abuser.

They were all victims, having been turned into food objects countless tis by Zhong Xu, let alone the unfortunate ones who were at least not subjected to the humiliation of being violated in person like the girl. But so of those still soaking in the numbing dicinal pools of the Zhong Family were not so lucky.

Dugu didn’t answer either, nor did Chu Qing; the forr was preoccupied with the self-righteous notion of bringing a sacrificial offering to its destined death.

It was mostly Zhong Xue who had to bear the enormous brunt.

In the end, they included all the won from the lowest district of the hot springs area, kokako, white serpents, foxes, and rfolk...over all these years.

Jiang Yimi did not know their plight, and therefore felt an inexplicable ache in her heart.

Bai Wu was not exactly opposed to what Shen Shu did.

No one cared for her; no one paid attention to the pain and confusion displayed on Zhong Xue’s face. Amidst the upside-down masses, Shen Shu, whose smile should have turned the world on its head, was now laughing.

"How could Daddy tell about this world? Where are friends, relatives, loved ones? Mommy won’t be able to keep the truth from , right Daddy? How is that possible... How could I ever deceive you, Daddy? Ah!"

"Don’t you wonder how they are nothing more than strange curiosities compared to you?"

"You’ve always been skeptical about their feelings over all these years, haven’t you? Gazing at those n and won who’ve been pillaged by you, but aren’t you also endlessly longing not to be fooled, even though you have no connection?"

"Or is it that you no longer feel anything at all? Isn’t it abnormal for you to always feel that Dugu is wrong even when sothing isn’t quite suitable to Daddy? Aren’t you always feeling so sort of affection?"

"You’re still truly a pitiable child, for without you there would be no one at all."

"Shouldn’t you hear the word ’Mommy’ more than just once? Isn’t that what you’ve been telling yourself all this ti within your world where there’s only Daddy?"

"Don’t you know there’s no child without a mother, that you are born of Mommy, and that everyone in this world has both a Mommy and Daddy? Are you really so ignorant?"

At this very mont, Shen Shu, who could appropriately be called a beautiful scorpion, showed her true colors.

Even Jing Yimi couldn’t help but take a second glance at Zhong Xue, who seed to possess an extrely keen sense of sll for this twisted and grotesque thing standing before her; Shen Shu could not give this face to Jing Yimi.

Step by step, Lizi walked slowly toward Shen Shu, feeling as if Zhong Xu’s life was finally coming to an end in utter silence, the battle over.

The mad laughter of the little girl echoed with pain throughout the entire hall, going as far as to obliterate... Zhong Xu’s breath was rapidly flowing out with his life.

Crack! The electric saw severed Zhong Xu’s skull, following right after the purple hydrangea, which seed to axe-chop just like the hydrangea itself.

"I am the Daddy who loves my daughter the most... haha ha ha ha!"

Ziluo Lan, with a liberating laugh of grand vengeance, felt this breath, as if Zhong Xue was about to transform into a diabolical incarnation on the spot, in this decisive mont.

Ever since then... she remained in that room as the original sin incarnated, whereas the electric saw had perpetually transford the beautiful yet grotesque phantasms in her heart into the beautiful conditions of her inner self.

Because she believed Daddy loved her no less than Mommy, she was content. This is why Zhong Xu would only ever do sothing like this once.

At the age of nine, she was brought by Zhong Xu into the room with the purple lights, performing that one act.

The electric saw of Ziluo Lan was like an iron hamr that couldn’t stop smashing the ice layer.

But the crowd in the hall only felt a mocking sting of sorrow.

This cacophony of complex emotions was the source of their guilty pleasure: the joy of Father’s sacrificial mont t with the terror of death.

Fear from the depths of my heart had already rendered numb at birth.

She managed to keep up a crooked smile, perhaps simply because it was easier to push through than admit the truth at the mont.

She suddenly felt an unfamiliar agony.

Father? I don’t just have a daughter, right? I’m also... the father of this little girl in a purple dress?

Zhong Xue’s expression also faltered in shock.

There shouldn’t be anyone alive in that estate!

Could he have gone to that estate? Why would she have anything to do with it? After all, this is the Zhong Family’s abode, a house of skeletal remains.

Fear and bewildernt displayed on his face.

Shouldn’t she have died long ago? But she does seem to have a child, just like herself.

...Finally, Zhong Xu also rembered.

He had already beco a white blur, realizing the transformation of this child.

Her emotions were a whirlwind of fury and terror, especially as Zhong Xu’s body was being gouged by an electric saw.

"Hahahahahaha! Aaaaaaah! Have you already forgotten? That thing is my ten-year birthday gift you talked about, in the purple room! Have you already forgotten? That was sothing only you and Mom would do! I have done it with you! Why? Why?"

His body beca fragile and easily shattered under the frigid conditions as the electric saw began to frenziedly slice through Zhong Xu’s neck.

Is that girl from the estate originally Zhong Xu’s daughter... at that mont, Ling Wuji also wondered.

How much sin had Zhong Xu ultimately committed?

The expression on Yi Jiang from Sharp Forest turned to stunned shock. Liu Mumian furrowed his brows and let out a cold snort.

And the father?

The girl in the bright red flower dress’s eyes widened in a split second, as if her heart went from happily skipping in a young child’s garden to wanting to tear out the next.

"Why! Why do you still want another child? What gives you the right to have done all that to ? How could you possibly have soone else’s child... Father!"

Purple Luo Lan’s expression turned increasingly ferocious.

And just like that, his expression of intense coldness was renewed and made stronger by the appearance of a new crack in the ice.

His ferocious struggling was absolutely in vain.

...He did not wish to be the first one defeated... He did not want to be part of the strongest generation of rulers in seven hundred years.

...Even if he were to turn evil, eat his own children, he wanted to live, he did not give up struggling, and the extre cold curse did not stop Zhong Xu from moving.

The cold light of death made it impossible for Zhong Xu to gather the dissipating strength of his body.

Purple Luo Lan, hopping and skipping joyfully, barred Zhong Xu’s way forward, holding an electric saw, just like a nine-year-old child might do on the way to school.

"Thank you."

Pale mist looked over at Lin Haigu, nodding once more, as Purple Luo Lan’s timid voice carried over.

"The final blow, can you let strike?"

She had always been extrely patient due to her status with the crowd and because Chu Qing needed it, but now, as the lengthy battle was about to welco its end, she knew it was ti to act.

Purple Luo Lan knew it was ti to make a move. Zhong Xue carried with her Zhong Xu, who was entangled and bound. The extre cold curse sealed and imprisoned Zhong Xu.

After swallowing the elents from Ghostlike Stone, these elents turned into lethal attacks against Zhong Xu.