Above the heads of those who had rushed in from the tunnel, eyeball-like speakers suddenly emitted piercing, shrill sounds.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several people screamed and exploded.
{Seckbert’s Stone Door has absorbed one synchronized ‘Synchronized Gazing Entity’.}
{The Defender is 6 ‘Listening Gazing Entities’ away from becoming a complete form.}
Outside the Hall of the Magos Larynx, Yang Zicang watched this scene through the Mental Link, his heart filled with anxiety!
{Everyone… Which of you is willing to become my companion?}
This voice appeared in the minds of all those whose heads were under the gaze of the eyeballs.
“The last room has been cleared!” Su’e exclaimed anxiously in a delicate shout.
As the final elemental mutant beast in the fifth Mordo Fang Chamber fell, Yang Zicang naturally knew that all members of his team had earned the qualification to ascend to the ultimate peak!
“The trials of all the Demon Gear Millwheels are finally over.”
The entire flying carpet instantly vanished under Su’e’s ability, bringing over a dozen people together onto the platform!
“Xiao Machao!”
The train crashed in with a roar, crashing one person after another into its body before rapidly crashing into the air and disappearing from sight.
In front of the stone gate of Cell Kburg, in the ultimate hall.
Several shadowy figures emerged from the exploding human corpses. After coalescing and dispersing for a while, they suddenly lunged toward Hong Haocheng in the distance, attempting to severely wound him.
Max anxiously watched as Cheng Yunze finally managed to break free, which made him sigh with relief. As long as the power of the little zombie by his side was unleashed, there would be a greater chance of survival when facing the Defender later on.
Breaking away, Cheng Yunze looked at Hong Haocheng, who was locked in a tough battle: “I’ll come to help you later, just hold on for now.”
After speaking, Cheng Yunze solemnly looked at Morrie, who was grappling with the Moon Angel a few steps away, and at Julia, who was protected behind him and had lost her weapon.
A look of happiness spread across Julia’s face as she gazed at the back of the figure shielding her.
“I have someone to protect me now, too.”
While Morrie was not watching, the woman behind him began to burn with a red ethereal flame, followed by a scorching orange.
“It’s useless, Miss Julia. Just become a stepping stone to further perfection of our team.”
Cheng Yunze darted forward in a floating blur.
Finally, Morrie sensed the special gentle aura. He turned around, and the woman behind him radiated warmth like soft sunlight.
“You…”
“If there’s danger, we’ll face it together.” The woman smiled, then gently embraced the man in front of her. “I don’t want to be apart from you for even a second.”
Mark stared at the stone coffin trembling beside him. The model on his chest flickered and vibrated as it struggled to suppress the little girl’s body inside, from which bursts of dark aura emanated. Diudiu’s eyes tried to open several times, only to be forced shut again by the stone coffin’s power.
Small fangs began to grow from both sides of her little mouth, and her expression switched between anger and calmness.
“Soon, you will find release once again!” Mark’s face showed an expectant smile; once Cheng Yunze killed that woman, the unstable humanity of this little creature would surely collapse, reverting her to a mindless, living-dead zombie.
{I’m sorry… I can’t turn a blind eye.}
A voice rang out from the corner.
Cheng Yunze, who was charging forward, heard this dull sound amidst the myriad murmurs and turned his head to look.
Zhao Yun exuded a wave of human-shaped aura that overlapped with his own, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly roared:
“I cannot stand by and let innocent lives be trampled! Ahhh!”
{How dare you!} Cheng Yunze exclaimed in shock and anger.
Boom! Red flames burst forth.
Zilong unleashed a massive fist, instantly expanding sideways to over ten meters, and slammed it into the floating, translucent stone coffin.
Julia’s gaze pierced through the flickering light, fixed on the trapped Doudou.
“What!” The moment Mark looked, a vast energy erupted, like a blade of air tearing everything apart, instantly shredding him and several people around him.
Boom! The lid of the stone coffin was flung open, disintegrating into energy, and the little body inside was thrown out, but the next moment, a giant hand of air caught it firmly.
{Roar ahh!!}
The little girl, with a livid face and fangs sprouting, opened her mouth and bit down on the edge of the air fist holding her, leaving two shallow teeth marks.
The fierce little Doudou growled in the fist of Zilong like a furious kitten, cute yet fierce.
[I canceled out 0.1R.]
[I canceled out 1Y.]
[I canceled out 12N.]
Zhao Yun, propping himself up, was as if encased in a massive air-wave armor. Zijun retracted his giant hand, and the ominous aura around the little girl in his hand rose steeply, filling the air with a sinister atmosphere. Zijun, whose only remaining arm had not yet recovered, stared at the little one in his hand with a peculiar glint in his eyes.
“Diudiu!” Julia called out. On the brink of abyss, Diudiu heard the call, gradually loosened her grip, and looked over.
Seeing Mark die, Cheng Yunze’s heart was filled with rage, and a strong killing intent surged within him.
{Setherbird’s Stone Gate has absorbed one common-frequency “Co-frequency Perception.”}
{Until the Defender becomes complete, five “Listening Perception” remains.}
Creak—
The stone door let out a hoarse sound as it opened a crack to both sides.
“Cheng Yunze!” Morrie reached out to grab Cheng Yunze, who had stopped holding back. By this point, he was even starting to attack Hong Haocheng. However, when facing the constantly slashing mind blades, Cheng Yunze, possessing only the mental power physique without much martial skill, still appeared somewhat passive.
“Haocheng, you deal with Cheng Yunze. I’ll fend off this skeleton.”
“Hmph!” Hong Haocheng turned around, and only then did Morrie see that he was covered in blood… It was the boy’s blood! The skeleton’s claws had already torn through his body several times.
A chill suddenly ran down Morrie’s spine… Such a person…
Buzz, buzz! An eyeball floating overhead emitted a piercing noise, momentarily causing Hong Haocheng, Morrie, and the others’ consciousness to falter.
At that moment, the psychic body of Cheng Yunze shot forward and grabbed, yanking the human figure inside Julia out!
Red illusory flames flared in his hand!
Suddenly, an icy premonition of danger struck him!
Cheng Yunze turned his head and saw Hong Haocheng swinging the Even-Odd Lake Sword at his right arm!
{You dare!}
In his fury, Cheng Yunze discarded any final restraint; the skeleton flickered and merged with him as his other hand instantly flew toward Hong Haocheng’s throat!
{Then we go together!}
The Defender’s voice resonated in everyone’s hearts!
{Yes, that’s it—kill him and offer up the Ring of Bloodline for me.}
Ring of Bloodline! Cheng Yunze, with his right hand grabbing Julia’s Psychic Body, yanked a silhouette out of the boy with his left hand.
Morrie, who had only just caught sight, was instantly horrified!
He was about to say something when he abruptly heard the [Woo—] sound of wind in a tunnel.
“Woo—”
Crash! A long, black train body shimmering with ghostly light suddenly emerged, weaving through the palace wall.
Yang Zicang, gripping the door, had eyes spitting tangible fury, and the figure of a massive white centipede swiftly manifested, rising into the air with a fierce wind and crossing the hall!
“Cheng Yunze!!”
An overwhelming sense of death instantly filled Cheng Yunze’s heart, while ahead, the train, Yang Zicang, and the White Shadow Nian Dragon—several forms were hurtling towards him!
[Woo——]
“Woo, woo——”
“Woo——”
What is this?
“Woo, woo——”
Two train whistles?!
Rumble! Just as the train beneath Yang Zicang’s feet was about to slam into Cheng Yunze along with the White Shadow Nian Dragon.
Another dark-length train body, glinting with a ghostly light, burst forth through the hall’s wall, arriving swiftly from behind! It reached first, rammed into the 23rd City’s chief captain with a savage blow just as Yang Zicang’s White Shadow Nian Dragon was about to seize Cheng Yunze, blasting him across the open space with a gale into a distant wall.
Amid the violent roar of the stone hall, the rearmost part of this second train crumpled together like a folded blanket, rearing up high.
Xiao Machao braked abruptly, dumbfounded.
That is… another self?!
Everyone who had run out of the passage, as well as those already in the hall, looked with utter disbelief.
“How is there another Demonic Nightmare train?”
“There’s another ‘Damingxing’ special train in this world?”
Cheng Yunze, who had been knocked into the second Demonic Nightmare train, blinked in shock for a second, then looked at the middle-aged woman in a shabby housewife outfit standing in front of him. Suddenly, she burst into tears and tried to embrace him. But even in his Psychic Body, which slipped through her hands, the gentle pressure in her arms seemed to release all her pent-up grievances, and she collapsed to her knees in despair.
“Waaaaah, sob sob sob, hoo-hoo-hoo…”
{Jiajia, what… you, this is… how come…}
“It’s light…” Ning Jiajia sobbed. “I replicated a copy! Turned the Demonic Nightmare train’s phantom state into a glossy one! I escaped! I, I finally made it in time!”
She was bawling like a child. “I finally made it in time! Sob sob sob, hoo-hoo-hoo!”
A brief moment of confusion flickered through Cheng Yunze’s eyes, from which a spark of clarity emerged. As a thought crossed his mind, the Moon Angel grabbed the half-crazed Ning Jiajia—whose health-bar was depleting faster until even her own life force couldn’t sustain her—and pulled her aside in one swift motion.
A dark shadow crashed hard against Moon Angel, then ricocheted in an instant, lunging straight at Cheng Yunze.
The moment they were nose to nose, Cheng Yunze’s scalp tingled as he saw clearly: over that human face surged a near-physical leopard-form blur under the skin.
{Haocheng!}
{Delicious…} The voice from Hong Haocheng’s throat held no hint of humanity.
Cheng Yunze looked at his right arm, maimed and being gnawed deeply!
He jumped back quickly. A bang broke the loud silence — Hong Haocheng’s fist smashed the floor of the light train, beating a huge hole into it.
Moon Angel scrambled to carry Ning Jiajia and rushed out, fleeing toward the other end of the tunnel, ignoring even Zhao Yun, who was healing and recuperating Lord Zilong there. Meanwhile, Cheng Yunze in his psychic body swiftly dashed out of the train, as White Shadow Nian Dragon shot toward him through the air with a whoosh.
Facing a pincer attack, Cheng Yunze—under Yang Zicang’s furious gaze—hurled out the psychic body of Julia, which he had never discarded. Morrie ran over in panic.
White Shadow Nian Dragon pounced faster than him to snatch it away, darting past Morrie toward the woman’s graceful figure.
And just at that moment, the leopard-faced Hong Haocheng stomped the ground, leaped nimbly up, and lunged to grasp the heel of Julia’s psychic body.
“Hong Haocheng, what are you doing?” Sensing something wrong, Morrie without hesitation crushed the accelerator ball in his hand, leaped upward, and charged forward!
Two figures left overlapping afterimages as they clashed mid-leap.
[Dispatch!]
Yang Zicang quickly activated his ability. Hong Haocheng narrowly brushed past Julia’s calf, but as his arm swept by, a line of energy suddenly extended from his hand, swiftly coiling around the woman’s body.
{Sister!}
In the distance, Droid—within the giant palm—suddenly shouted.
Julia’s psychic body opened its eyes, staring blankly ahead like a dazed Ma Chao from before, murmuring unintelligibly.
“Julia!”
Morrie, who had fallen to the ground, was trembling all over. He had no idea what had just happened; it was all too fast. In just a matter of seconds, as he shifted his feet, he suddenly felt a chilling sense of emptiness emerge within his body.
Hong Haocheng landed on the ground with a dull thud, then leaped a few times back onto his own body. He slowly rose to his feet and stared coldly as White Shadow Thought-Dragon returned Julia’s Psychic Body to her physical body.
But… suddenly everyone noticed a gleaming, silken thread of light connecting from the woman’s feet to Hong Haocheng!
Another thread was linked to Morrie, who was turning his head to look back just a few steps away.
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