"Just like pounding a wooden stake, Ji Jue had finished a whole set of Lu Feng's secret military boxing moves on Lian Cheng's body in just a few seconds, without even gasping for breath, feeling exhilarating to the extreme.

But amidst the bone-crushing and rebirth, the continuous excruciating pain, Lian Cheng's eyes finally cleared up...

The key wasn't Ji Jue at all.

It was the semi-transparent palm that had been on Ji Jue's shoulder all along!

From under that palm, spiritual circuits surged like waterfalls, enveloping Ji Jue's entire body, etching into his skin, flesh, bones, and organs...

Enhancement! Enhancement! Enhancement!

It was as if, after serving several prison terms, someone finally caught on, opened the BOSS's attribute table, only to find rows of BUFF icons spilling over the edge of the screen.

Lian Cheng's vision went dark again and again.

How the hell is this even a fight!

They didn't bother changing the crappy matchmaking mechanism and this bunch of shitheads from Superior definitely had no plans to implement an anti-cheat system, huh?

Years later, Lian Cheng, who had once joined the Evil Cult out of hatred and loathing for all the glory, once again felt the humiliation and powerlessness of the past.

He had searched the whole world, found great prospects, received the grace of the Lord, as if he regained his lost dignity, but he just couldn't find where the damn report button was...

In his raging eyes, tears of blood winded:

He had been on it all the time!

From the start till now, without any pretense, it had never stopped!

Even amidst the busy beating as a medium of the Lord above, the Saint's Shadow did not forget to stretch out a hand and place it on Ji Jue's shoulder, constantly applying the enhancement.

Put it another way, reversing the process, operating the Non-attack Matrix within Ji Jue, maneuvering Ji Jue himself, the Saint's Shadow added the adjustments of properties, which the Embers specialize in.

The Saint's Shadow executed operations far more refined than Ji Jue's limits, reinforcing critical points, enhancing resilience and strength, and in conjunction, with the Mechanical Descent... turned Ji Jue's body into machinery!

At this moment, Ji Jue's entire body bristled with countless Superior totems, even two marks of the Ruins etched on his heels to strengthen his flesh.

Once again, he burst through the air.

The mocking smile expanded rapidly in front of Lian Cheng's eyes, inching closer.

He casually brushed aside the arm Lian Cheng used to block, dodged the long-anticipated Soul Impact, firmly planted his feet in the ground as if nailed down, and then... it was Professor Ye's punishment-like Spiritual Attack and Defense move, the Sun-Strike Hammer!

The loud noise resounded, booming continuously!

If Professor Ye were there, he probably couldn't bear to watch—the stance loose, the transition sluggish, merely the form without substance, hardly a single move standard.

But no matter how much Professor Ye disapproved, he could not deny that at this moment, every move and punch from Ji Jue perfectly conformed to the simplest and most refined mechanics, without a trace of waste, directing every ounce of power onto the opponent.

Like machinery under intelligent calculations, operating in the most concise and straightforward manner, maximizing output!

And compared to the physical pain, the real straw that broke the camel's back was the pitying whisper in the wind: "Looks like your Lord doesn't like you that much..."

Otherwise, why doesn't He, like this big leg I've shaken down, stand in for you?

Enraged, Lian Cheng roared, his eyes on the verge of bursting, again and again.

But regardless of how much he raged, in the end, he couldn't do anything.

After all, compared to lies and deception, the truth often cuts the deepest.

The aloof goddess I'd been hopelessly chasing ignores me and I relish it. But when the innocent girl on the Ghost Train wraps her arm around the scruffy fellow, turning back with a sweet smile, that's the real critical hit to the licking dog...

Damn it, why!

Why does the thigh you've got put in both work and effort, just to crush the Evil Foolish without hesitation.

And yet, after all the meticulous plans I've made, after everything I've sacrificed, sold my blood, strength, and descendants for, at this moment the Lord doesn't even spare a bit of protection.

Moreover, as the anchor for the Lord's descent, he's not only getting pummeled by Ji Jue, but his soul also has to endure the attacks from the Saint's Shadow, sharing the damage.

As he dodged and retreated in a sorry state, Lian Cheng's face was nearly exploding with blood and tears.

Screaming, howling, shouting.

"Die!!!""

Disregarding the immense pressure exerted by the Superior at this moment, and ignoring the consequences of his soul shattering, he mobilized all his strength.

Professor Ye's fractured hands, under the force of will, reached out again, and tightly grasped Ji Jue's shoulders. Then, Lu Feng's face drew near as a torrent of spiritual energy transformed into a blinding light, erupting from his eyes!

"Witness the true dominion, and become one with us!"

Lu Feng laughed maniacally as a massive surging of Evil Foolishness, corrupt thoughts, fallacies, and delusions, circulated by the Superior, flooded into Ji Jue's soul from the spiritual deluge.

But at that moment, he finally saw the smile that curved at the corner of Ji Jue's mouth.

It was as if a burden had been lifted.

A faint sigh drifted in the wind,

"Finally...took the bait..."

In the midst of the Evil Cult's insidious outpour, Ji Jue, who was supposed to mutate without resistance in an instant, slowly lifted his head and grinned at Lian Cheng, who was only an arm's length away.

Even though it was a warm smile, in Lian Cheng's eyes, it was as fierce as a ghost.

Facing the corruption of the Superior Mutant, he showed no resistance or fear – he was even overjoyed, inhaling the storm.

Become one, huh?

Fine!

But there's one thing, I forgot to tell you.

From before until now, I actually hadn't even started. And now... sorry, I forgot to stop!

In an instant, the matrix enveloping his soul and body silently contracted, and thus, unlocked the shackles, allowing the Erosion of the Undying Disease and Lian Cheng's infiltration to spread.

And right before Ji Jue's eyes, a long-missed popup appeared: [Detection of internal spiritual Mutant, extract?]

[YES]!

The moment Ji Jue unhesitatingly clicked, the wails finally erupted.

Not only from Lian Cheng, who was close at hand, but also from the Bone Wheel and Evil Eye revolving above in the sky, high-pitched laments sounded...

As if a tempest had emerged, right within Ji Jue's soul, an abyssal black hole suddenly opened, violently extracting all Mutants and Erosion, instantly devouring all traces of Evil Foolishness within his body.

Yet it was still not satisfied and turned to seek the root cause with a ravenous hunger...

Moving upstream!

Following the link Lian Cheng had willingly opened, and his soul, he surged into the other's body and soul, gluttonously engulfing and, even more, moving straight up along the connection between soul and spiritual energy...

He stretched out his starved little hands toward the Superior Mutant above!

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

Lian Cheng convulsed violently, his body twitching, his subconscious attempting to release, but it was too late. His arms were instead seized by Ji Jue, who gripped his shoulders and forcibly turned his head.

Infinite streams of Evil light uncontrollably spewed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, merging into Ji Jue's eyes like falling into an unseen abyss.

Sucked dry in an instant, not a drop of spiritual power left, but the ordeal wasn't over yet.

The horrifying suction had spread along his resonance with the Superior, reaching upward towards the Bone Wheel and Evil Eye in the sky.

Even if he wanted to stop, it was too late.

He was powerless to sever the resonance and connection with the Superior.

It was like a foolish youngster who mistakes stepping onto a mature woman's black silk-clad thigh for a life of luxury and endless pleasure. When he sees the whip, candle, steel wool, and small steel nails in the woman's hand, it is already too late... To survive, he can only call home, luring more friends to leap into the bottomless pit, to prolong his agony a bit longer.

The instant Lian Cheng realized this, his expression changed – shock, panic, pain, and rage – and then, without hesitation, he maximized the link and resonance with the Superior!

Superior, give it your all! It's up to you!

Moral support! Well done! Don't lose face!

Finish him off!

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