Next to a small hill of rotting garbage, Wen Shifei, his face covered in blood and tears, was trying in vain to block the horrific sunken wound on Ajie's chest with his hands.

Beside him, Lu Cheneng knelt on one knee, his mithril left arm deeply buried in the filthy ground to support his body, his head lowered and breathing heavily. A faint, silvery-white light lingered on his cracked mithril left arm, flickering like a breath!

Crucially, within the blood-soaked folds of Lu Cheneng's shirt, a faint yet remarkably stable green light, piercing through the image interference, was keenly locked, amplified, and marked by the system—a honeycomb tracking beacon! Signal strength: stable!

Vincent K's icy blue eyes, like the most precise scanning probes, instantly penetrated the blurry image and the vast distance, pinpointing Lu Chenen's mithril left arm, which shone with a strange silver light! His fingers tapping the table paused ever so slightly.

A subtle, almost imperceptible, cold arc slowly curved up the corners of his perfect lips. It wasn't a smile, but rather the amusement of discovering an unexpected prey, the interest a chess player might feel when an unexpected piece leaps onto the board.

"The resonance of 'legacy'..." His whisper echoed in the deadly silent conference room, with the certainty of someone who had gained insight into some secret, "...turns out there's more than one."

He raised his head, and his icy blue eyes were like two tangible cold currents, instantly locking onto the projection of General Tiebi.

"The Executioner team's target priority... has been revised." Vincent's voice was clear and cold, like a scalpel cutting through the air. "Bring back Lu Chenentang. I want him alive. The thing that has awakened in his arm..." He paused slightly, his eyes once again sweeping across the faint silver light in the image, his tone carrying a new assessment that went beyond the "key," "...more valuable than a broken 'key'..."

The cold order was issued like a final judgment.

The fortress continued to collapse under the fury of the "Burnyard Worm," emitting a dying wail. And the faint green light deep in the garbage dump, like the most striking beacon in the darkness, attracted the destructive storm called "The Executioner", which tore through the air and approached rapidly.

Head west.

Every step felt like treading on the tip of a red-hot knife, or like dragging the weight of hell. The filthy landfill, punctuated by the constant rumbling from deep within the earth, grew even more sinister. Hills of decaying debris trembled, revealing metal frameworks rusted like monster fangs beneath. A viscous liquid with a pungent chemical odor seeped from the cracks, pooling in strange puddles. Overhead, a massive, twisted, abandoned mechanical structure groaned with a frightening tremor, as if poised to collapse completely at any moment.

Wen Shifei's physical strength had long been overdrawn, and her spirit was stretched to the limit. Every breath brought with it excruciating pain in her arms and ribs, the scars left by the previous explosion and the dragging of heavy objects. Sweat mixed with blood and dust washed muddy ravines on her face. Her vision was black from dehydration and exhaustion, but she didn't dare to stop, not even to slow down. Fear, like a maggot on her tarsal bones, tightly wrapped around her - not only for the chaebol troops that might be chasing her from behind, but also for Lu Cheneng, who was staggering beside him carrying Ajie, and his mithril left arm, which was quietly dormant but like a time bomb.

Ajie's breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. Every bump made his body sway weakly on Lu Chenhang's shoulder. Warm blood dripped onto the back of Wen Shifei's supporting hand, burning her heart. She could only mechanically whisper over and over, "Hold on... Ajie... Lao Qiang... it's almost there..." Her voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against each other.

Lu Chensheng's condition was equally dire. His breathing was as heavy as a broken bellows, and every breath was accompanied by a painful grinding sound deep in his chest. The muscles in his right arm, which was carrying Ajie, were knotted, and the veins were bulging like twisted earthworms, showing that he was squeezing out every last bit of strength in his body. Sweat flowed like a stream along his tense neck and angular jaw, dripping onto the cold metal surface of his mithril left arm. The arm still hung low, inserted into the ground to support part of the weight, and the silver light in the cracks flickered faintly, like a dying firefly. But Wen Shifei was keenly aware that every time the silver light flickered, Lu Chensheng's body would experience extremely slight, uncontrollable spasms, as if the light was some living creature struggling in pain. He lowered his head, his only remaining right eye obscured by messy hair, his expression unclear. However, his lips pressed tightly into a straight line and his clenched teeth revealed that he was enduring unimaginable pain—not only physical exhaustion and pain, but also the continuous erosion of the cold will deep within the mithril arm, and... endless self-blame for Ajie's serious injury and near death.

"Chen En..." Wen Shifei's voice was dry, with a cautious tentativeness, "Can you... still hold on?"

Lu Cheneng didn't answer immediately, his heavy breathing clearly visible in the stagnant air. After a few seconds, he uttered two words extremely slowly, almost through gritted teeth: "...to the west."

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried an unquestionable, almost paranoid determination, as if the two words "westward" were the only pillar supporting his broken body and his will on the verge of collapse.

Wen Shifei's heart sank. She stopped talking, only gritted her teeth and pressed her shoulders harder against Lu Chenshang's armpits, sharing his weight and the weight of Ajie on her back. The two of them trudged through the silence and stench, like a pair of ascetic monks carrying a heavy cross, heading towards an unknown salvation... or perhaps a final grave.

The ground beneath my feet suddenly vibrated more violently!

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