However, Yi Song calmly shook his head: "For any patient, I only have the desire to heal."
It’s hard to imagine how a human could bring peace of mind to a deity, and even more so, it’s unexpected that Yi Song would be willing to put aside his life to co here, purely out of a "doctor’s" care for a "patient," rather than for responsibilities to the world or for reasons of love or desire.
So... pure.
Almost terrifyingly pure.
Viewing the entire world as his "patients," treating them one by one persistently, Yi Song clearly knows that patients cannot be endless, yet he takes each patient seriously, achieving the best effect with thods that seem akin to love. Once healed, no matter how deeply the patient loves him, he imdiately withdraws to heal the next one, filling their empty hearts.
Now, the "patient" is a god, and it’s the sa.
As long as he knows the "patient" is in danger, he would co even if it ans abandoning his physical form. Is this to be deed the extre sense of duty of a healer, or should it be seen as a patient suffering from a deeper ailnt?
Taking this opportunity, Su Ming’an grasped Chen Yuhang’s hand. At this mont, Chen Yuhang was in a state where he couldn’t move, equivalent to being defeated. He could activate the key to quickly remove the Demon Mother Goddess before she lost consciousness.
"...Su Ming’an." Chen Yuhang gradually woke up, murmuring slightly. He seed like soone with an infected wound running a high fever, his face flushed red, consciousness blurred, with black air spilling from his abdon.
"Awake?" Su Ming’an pressed his palm, "Don’t worry, keep sleeping, you’ve done well. I will take responsibility for bringing you to a safe place."
Chen Yuhang should be the last person to be caught in these events. He is neither a Luowasha person nor a player, with no responsibilities to either world, yet he happened to possess the most crucial key. Whether out of guilt towards Wang Xingkong or the protection of ordinary people, Su Ming’an would do his utmost to protect Chen Yuhang.
"Brother Wang... how is Brother Wang?" Chen Yuhang still insisted, asking in a daze.
"He’s outside the door, he just sent a ssage so I could co to rescue you all." Su Ming’an replied.
"That’s good, Brother Wang..." Chen Yuhang mumbled, his forehead burning, before falling asleep again soon.
"Swoosh——!"
The key shone with a dazzling light gradually ascending, the pitch-black seal gradually loosening, the legendary Mother Goddess was about to break free from her seals.
The defeats of the three Rin Clan mbers combined into a key, the millennia-long vigil of Hui Chi and others turned into a Holy Sword, the entire thirteen rounds of gas led Su Ming’an here, Luly used authority to break the curtain of the Lord of Dreams, Violet’s group fought to the death to escort... this road had been incredibly difficult, finally arriving at the last mont.
"Wow——!" The light glowed brilliantly.
Su Ming’an, Si Nian, Violet, and Yi Song gradually lifted their heads, gazing towards the approaching dawn.
The sky tore open a bright fissure, vaguely revealing the outline of the outside world.
...
["?" Road clearance progress: 80%]
...
Barrage erupted into chaos:
[It’s done! It’s going to happen!!!]
[Finally!]
[It was so difficult, I was on tenterhooks watching...]
[I held my breath the whole way, and now I can finally breathe.]
[How many people died, they finally awakened Him...]
[Seeing Xi Li nearly die, my heart skipped a beat; seeing Alger’s surprise attack on the wheelchair-bound Su Ming’an, my heart skipped a beat; seeing Hui Chi kill Hui Bei, I nearly jumped out of my skin; seeing Lin Yi, Mo Yan, Alger, and Perlo from the thirteen ga rounds... and finally seeing the Lord of Dreams drag them into a new ga with the curtain, I almost went crazy! It was finally resolved, but it wasn’t over yet, the Eighth Thrones made their move, it scared to death!!!]
[Who can understand these tumultuous few hours?]
[Am I the only one who remained calm the whole ti? Because I knew Su Ming’an would definitely win.]
[What’s the situation outside, is Brother Yamada alright?]
[Wang Xingkong and Chen Yuhang are indeed the most unique individuals among these people, they both were supposed to be unrelated to any world’s responsibilities, yet one was outside and the other inside, both as key figures, truly amazing.]
[Could ordinary people save the world too?]
...
The white light grew larger and larger, the sky gradually tore open a fissure.
Su Ming’an, of course, knew that the Demon Mother Goddess wasn’t his ally; demons lack order and morality, and even if he helped Her get out, She was unlikely to feel grateful. But as long as She was out, Her existence itself would balance the power of the Radiant Mother God.
So, as long as the seal broke open, that was enough.
Taking this opportunity, Si Nian suddenly leaned in, asking Su Ming’an: "I’m afraid if She gets out, it will be too late, I would like you to ask for , why after I exchanged for the ’Resurrection Right’, my attempt to revive Chun Tang failed?"
Su Ming’an directly raised his head to ask the Demon Mother Goddess this question.
The Demon Mother Goddess, upon hearing it, quivered all over with floral tendrils.
Under the bewildered and expectant gaze of Red Wolf,
In front of the man’s trembling scar,
The Demon Mother Goddess laughed and revealed the answer—
(Chun Tang? I searched, and there never was such a person in Luowasha.)
...
The white light tore apart, and a pillar of light poured down from the fissure, illuminating the region where the few were located with extre clarity. Like the first ray of dawn breaking, it illuminated the eternal grayness of the Source Point.
"Never existed, what, what is it?" Si Nian stamred, not daring to look directly at the deity.
Su Ming’an stood at the forefront, the key in his hand scorching, radiating intense brilliance. The seal was shattering at an astounding pace, the trendous power of the Demon Mother Goddess, bound for countless ages, was like a soon-to-erupt volcano raging mightily.
The air was filled with an almost solemn silence, save for the humming resonance of the key and the sound of the world’s barriers seemingly being torn apart, the "crack" sound.
All the spectators held their breaths.
[It went out!]
[Going ho! Going ho!]
[Su Ming’an— is going to win!!]
[Please don’t jinx it, I’m begging you!]
...
The fissure expanded to a size that could accommodate several people passing through, the distorted yet familiar scene outside could be vaguely seen—a kaleidoscope of colors unique to the Luowasha world.
"Brother Wang..." the dazed Chen Yuhang murmured, this journey had been too long and too difficult, finally, they could go ho...
"Swish!"
A shimring white crack suddenly contracted!
Like a gigantic mouth suddenly closing, the white light vanished abruptly. The heavy darkness, like ink, quickly engulfed everyone.
Imdiately after—
"Crunch."
In Su Ming’an’s palm, the key suddenly shattered.
Like a gemstone suddenly cracking open in his hand, the fragnts scattered around, and the surface that glowed with a fluorescent light instantly turned to a dull gray, revealing the stone within.
...Fake?
Su Ming’an stared at the broken stone shards in his palm.
There was no doubt the key had not been swapped; its source was Su Rin, who would never lie, so its shattering and ineffectiveness ant...
"Could it be... She has already broken through the seal!?" Violet exclaid, her face full of shock.
Could it be that when the Eighth Thrones invaded Her, the rage and powerlessness of the Demon Mother Goddess was just an act, rely to lower our guard? So, Yi Song seed to soothe Her, but in truth, She wasn’t injured at all?
"Crash—!"
People had no ti to react; the instant the key shattered, darkness like ink swallowed everyone’s sight, engulfing them completely!
The Demon Mother Goddess instantly turned into an indescribable giant form, thousands of eye-covered tentacles surged forward like a gigantic beast pouncing on its prey, targeting Su Ming’an!
"Her..." Her target had always been Su Ming’an! Violet wanted to shout out loud, but everything happened too quickly, she was a step too slow to even open her mouth.
The live chat hadn’t even reacted, still indulging in the excitent and cheers, the screen filled with thrill and exhilaration. People were stunned; who would have thought that the dignified Mother Goddess was so cunning, clearly possessing overwhelming power yet choosing to feign weakness and play these deceitful tricks.
Like a piece of golden, soft bread, everyone wanted to take a bite at it; everything Su Ming’an possessed now was too enticing, his growth speed was simply too fast, his potential too strong, attracting countless prying eyes.
[It’s over!]
[Oh my god!]
[Such a scam!!!]
The live chat ca a mont later, entering a clear vacuum period, so people jumped up from their screens in fright, this transition back and forth was no less than a jump scare, shocking people to their core.
The people outside the screen were like this, and the ones inside were even more at a loss.
In the next second, before they could blink—thick fog swallowed everything.
The Demon Mother Goddess struck like thunder, a mont ago still feeble in Yi Song’s arms, in the next, subrged Su Ming’an’s body.
At the end of the dense fog, a pair of inhuman scarlet eyes opened, like a vicious beast. She stared at him intently, seemingly expecting his reaction, like a hunter who had set a long trap eagerly awaiting the prey’s panic and fear.
A "Devil’s Hand" erged from the void mirror, covered in jet black scales; cold and hard claws sunk into Su Ming’an’s wrist and ankle, and purple-black thorns spawned frantically from the point of contact, turning the clothing gray and the veins under his skin ominously dark purple, as if his life force was rapidly being frozen. Her stance was like that of a collector finally capturing a coveted treasure.
"Hehe..." From the depths of the fog, the pair of scarlet giant eyes narrowed delightfully, a non-human voice brushing across the soul, carrying a sticky salivation.
Yet when She looked at him, Su Ming’an’s jet-black eyes remained calm.
"Your target has always been ." He gazed at the red eye and black mist in front of him, gripping Her tentacles.
Isabelle realized he was completely unflustered, as if he had anticipated such a developnt.
"The mont I heard ’killing three Rin Clan mbers can get the key,’ I started to question." Su Ming’an tossed Her tentacles, his deanor relaxed, as if not in mortal danger, "After all, what does your seal have to do with the Rin Clan? Why must they pay with their lives? Later, I explored multiple possibilities along this line of logic, determining that your true target is —releasing the ssage ’killing three Rin Clan mbers can get the key’ was to make the final victor bring the key to awaken you. Your goal wasn’t the key, but the person carrying the key, and you knew well that the last Rin Clan victor would definitely be . As for leaving here, you don’t need a key at all."
"I’ve always been wary of thods like this, therefore I never trust overly clear clues."
"Isabelle, are you panicking now?"
The blood-colored eyes churned.
Su Ming’an’s words were true; She had long coveted him, and the first ti She saw Su Ming’an in Luowasha, She had thoughts of devouring him, but Her true self slumbered at the source point, thus She held back and did not act. She had also often tried to lead Yi Song, trying to get him to bring Su Ming’an to Her, but Yi Song acted as though he never heard.
Faced with such a composed Su Ming’an, Isabelle felt a sense of crisis, considering his highly threatening "devour" authority, Her tentacles imdiately reached out, grabbing Chen Yuhang and others.
Since this twist was entirely in Su Ming’an’s expectations, he must have a trump card to not fear the current Demon Mother Goddess. Isabelle, who toyed with people’s hearts, certainly knew what Su Ming’an feared the most, and by threatening him with his companions, he couldn’t remain unmoved. Chen Yuhang, Si Nian, Violet... these were all weak as chickens in Her eyes, easily crushed, Su Ming’an would certainly care about his companions, being wary.
Her tentacles stretched, grabbing the unconscious Chen Yuhang, intending to threaten...
"Isabelle."
He spoke to Her, as if not challenging a deity, but discussing tonight’s dinner.
"—I extend a High Tower Invitation to you."
...
"Swish!"
A cobalt blue shield instantly rose, the enforced rules even the Mother Goddess couldn’t defy, and the tentacles imdiately released Chen Yuhang and others, forced to retract into Su Ming’an’s dueling domain.
From a sky-high perspective, this black, sticky slumbering place was covered by a huge light shield, completely encompassing the unimaginable gigantic body of the Demon Mother Goddess, like a lid covering a black octopus.
"Hiss—!"
The devil’s hand entwined around Su Ming’an’s limbs suddenly emitted a sound like hot oil splattering on snow, as if a beast was sweetly licking.
In the Demon Mother Goddess’ scarlet giant eyes, shock replaced delight, She no longer had any intent to toy with the prey and imdiately acted.
(Human!)
"Buzz buzz buzz buzz—!"
In the void, countless blurred, distorted mirrors spontaneously appeared, instantly forming a layer upon layer of a terrifying cage. In every mirror, there was a jet-black hand eagerly protruding!
"Grab him!" Ca the shrill cacophony from the mirrors.
Hundreds upon thousands of black hands reached toward Su Ming’an from all directions, and in an instant, the purple-black light flared like a supernova, the concept of "death" manifested, capable of obliterating any existence below the divine level in an instant, leaving no trace of a soul.
Violet and others were isolated outside the domain, watching helplessly as the purple-black light, which devoured everything, subrged the position where Su Ming’an originally stood, their hearts nearly stopping.
When multitudes of black hands touched his body and the purple-black light reached its peak—
"Boom—!"
Su Ming’an’s frail human form suddenly transford!
A massive mouth rose from his body, devouring in every direction!
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