Then the woman said, "Don’t be nervous."
"—I’ve just sealed my own strength usually, so as not to let my excessively powerful strength waves make you uneasy."
"Now there’s no way."
As soon as her words fell.
A line of numbers steadily floated above her head:
"One billion, Heaven and Earth."
This line of numbers made Shen Ye.
A new entry also appeared above his head:
"Didn’t expect it, duck!"
Augustus woke up.
The morning sunlight poured through the window onto his bed, which imdiately reminded him of one thing.
Today is a special day.
—It is his seventh birthday.
He got up from bed, walked out of the bedroom, and saw that a few of his friends were already waiting in the living room.
Cassandra is his sister.
Her gift was a literary novel—
the most popular kind at the mont.
"Thank you, sister."
Augustus sincerely thanked her.
Cassandra said, "No need to thank , I’m your sister, and I hope you use wisdom to judge everything you handle, not emotions."
Next to him, his friend Shen Ye handed over a stone.
"Picked by the river, it’s beautiful, a gift for you."
Shen Ye said.
Augustus received the stone.
The patterns on this stone were very interesting, colorful, indeed very beautiful.
Shen Ye probably took a long ti to find such a stone.
"Thanks a lot!"
Augustus said happily.
Kill him.
This thought erged from deep within, stunning the originally happy Augustus.
Kill—
Shen Ye?
How could I think this way?
"Try the cake I made with my own hands, happy birthday to you."
Another friend brought over a cake.
This friend was best at making food, his skills were good, everyone liked to call him the breakfast shop owner.
"Thank you, it looks delicious."
Augustus was overjoyed.
His sister brought the dining knife, handed it to him silently.
"You cut it, and share with everyone."
His sister said.
"Is there any problem?" Augustus said.
He gripped the dining knife tightly and began to distribute the fragrant cream cake.
Kill.
Kill Shen Ye.
He deserves to die.
If I could kill him, offer his corpse to—
With a clang!
The dining knife fell to the ground.
"What’s wrong with you? Can’t even hold the dining knife."
His sister reproached.
"Sorry!" Augustus squatted down, picked up the dining knife, looking a bit dazed.
"Cut the cake."
Shen Ye spoke.
Augustus looked at him, slowly stood up, raised the dining knife—
Kill him?
Kill him...
Kill him.
Kill him!!!
Use his blood in exchange for the supre reward, that’s the best chance for my own transformation.
Such thoughts filled his mind.
Augustus flipped the birthday cake in one swift motion, rushed toward Shen Ye.
Poof.
The dining knife stabbed into Shen Ye’s chest.
I succeeded!
Augustus trembled uncontrollably, bursting into a wild laugh.
He would no longer suffer from that tornting thought!
Because I killed him!
"So it really is the case."
His sister opened her mouth to speak.
Augustus hastily said aloud, "Sister, listen to explain!"
"Look, I said, the power of the Destruction Tribulation is truly terrifying." Shen Ye said.
"This power is very similar to , but it should be the essence of the world, and I am just a creation." His sister said.
"Is the creation necessarily inferior to the essence of the world?" Shen Ye asked.
"It can’t be generalized, but that’s usually the case." His sister pondered and responded.
Augustus was stunned.
The dining knife was still stuck in Shen Ye’s chest, yet he spoke fluently.
And his sister also tily responded to him.
They...
What are they talking about?
Completely incomprehensible.
Suddenly.
The world flickered and disappeared.
He transford from a human into a staff.
A staff...
No, I was originally a staff.
How did I just feel like I was a seven or eight-year-old boy?
This kind of technique style...
The Withering Staff wanted to move, only to find itself bound by a suprely imnse force.
In this Void—
There is only one existence that can bind !
The Soul Capturing Net’s Technique is at work!
She’s up to sothing!
"Let go, Cassandra, you said you’d never stand on the human side."
The Withering Staff cried out loudly.
"You’ve already recognized it as your master, Augustus, I’m doing this just for self-preservation." Cassandra said calmly.
Suddenly.
A hoarse voice echoed from the staff:
"My companions have abandoned , and I will make them know what regret ans."
The Withering Staff imdiately followed with a shout:
"My companions have abandoned !"
"And I will make them know what regret ans!"
It was like so kind of affirmation ritual, the staff gave a shock, breaking free from Cassandra’s control, flying up into the air.
"Watch out!"
Cassandra slightly changed her expression, saying.
The staff suddenly exploded with dozens of afterimages, scattering in all directions.
Among the surrounding creations, many that were touched by the afterimages instantly turned into wriggling flesh, flying back to the staff like worms.
A singular eyeball grew at the top of the Withering Staff.
It overlooked everyone, constantly emitting "zzzz" sounds.
—The flesh adhering to the staff’s surface was continuously being absorbed, while the eyeball kept growing larger.
Shen Ye was hiding behind Cassandra just now.
Fortunately, this Soul Capturing Net human stood in front, plus he also drew a slash with his sword.
—The wind from the passing afterimages only cut off a few of his hairs.
Even so, a new entry appeared above his head:
"Duck down lost duck."
"Description: At particularly critical monts, you can sacrifice all your hair in exchange for a chance to escape danger (once only)."
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