"Ah Xiao, you should stop using your supernatural powers now."

Kafka had been watching Blade stand still for half a system time, and the killing intent emanating from Blade was growing stronger, but his body remained unchanged.

Hearing Kafka's words, Zhou Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly and turned his gaze to the blade not far away.

This Blade brand power bank is so comfortable to use...

Carrying a blade with him when he goes out will ensure that he never runs out of energy.

never mind.

Use it again next time.

Zhou Xiao stood up and walked towards the blade, then delivered a clean and swift chop.

Um?

Is this alright?

Zhou Xiao frowned.

He was somewhat surprised that Blade hadn't been knocked unconscious after taking a chop to the neck.

So he increased the force, his right hand muscles tensed, and with a backhand "big thrust", the blade spun five and a half times in mid-air before crashing into the wall.

Within that illusion, Blade, who had already carved out a sea of ​​corpses, was immersed in the feeling of slaughter.

He wanted to continue, but suddenly felt as if his body was being pulled away, and the next second he disappeared from this illusion as if disconnected.

...

Kafka, standing to the side, was completely stunned.

"Is this how you helped me escape the illusion before?"

Hearing Kafka's words, Zhou Xiao nodded:

"Yeah, so clean and efficient... simple and direct. This makes it more durable... otherwise it would have passed out in no time."

hiss--

Kafka pursed her lips and asked the crucial question: "What if you don't control the force well?"

“Well…” Zhou Xiao stroked his chin, pretending to think for a moment, “How about eight people per table? Let’s start the feast according to local customs.”

"He's not dead, he's not dead. He'll just be more careful in his next life."

Kafka: "..."

This is really...

She was at a loss for words.

I can only be thankful for my good fortune in surviving the man who tore apart the Great Ruler of Annihilation...

"Um... Ah Xiao."

After a few seconds of silence, Kafka gave a slightly forced smile.

"how?"

"You'll get along well with A-Ren, right?"

“Hmm…” Zhou Xiao’s calm eyes swept over the blade hanging on the wall.

"It depends on him. If he behaves well, then we can live in harmony. If he does something reckless... then we'll live with the grave."

Zhou Xiao emphasized the word "tomb" in particular.

"He's immortal... If you can take him down, he might even thank you..." Silver Wolf, who was playing a game nearby, casually remarked after finishing a match.

“An immortal body…” Zhou Xiao nodded: “Then let him stand there as punishment, just like before.”

Zhou Xiao doesn't mind having multiple power banks.

He'll carry the whole coffin, put the blade inside, and go wherever he goes, carrying a coffin with him...

Although it's a bit large, it's also an "unlimited energy source".

Blade is immortal... so perhaps he's also unkillable in the illusion, and the longer Blade stays in the illusion, the more energy I can gain...

Zhou Xiao pondered it carefully.

An illusion of a "perpetual motion machine" flashed through his mind.

This is very unscientific...

Then he thought again, "Damn it, what kind of science is this?"

Science is dead! (Add one more brain storage space)

...

Ren woke up quickly and was awake in no time.

Staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, Ren shook his head. He felt empty and weak, but his mind was somewhat clear. It seemed that he had released most of his intense killing desire in the illusion, which might be why he was so clear-headed now.

Philosopher's Time?

Um.

That's one way to put it.

A thoroughly enjoyable experience in the illusion drained his energy.

“Ren…” Kafka raised an eyebrow slightly when she saw that Ren had woken up so quickly: “You’re awake.”

"Hmm..." Ren slowly got up from the ground, his gaze once again falling on Zhou Xiao not far away.

Zhou Xiao glanced over upon hearing the sound, and when he saw Ren looking like he had received a lot of "rewards," he was a little puzzled.

Did they break him?

Why does it look so weak?

What did he do in the illusion?!

...

"Ren...stop hitting him." Kafka quickly reminded Ren when she saw that things were getting out of hand.

Unfortunately, Blade ignored her.

At this moment, Ren's attention was entirely focused on Zhou Xiao.

"What did you do to me?" his deep voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiao replied, "Just a small trick. What? You want revenge?"

Just as Silver Wolf thought this might be another round of trouble, Blade silently shook his head: "No... I really like your method..."

"Again."

"???"

These words, spoken from the edge of a blade, caught everyone present completely off guard.

Hello?

Did you really say those words?

Kafka frowned as she looked at the blade beside her.

What the heck is that "come again" thing?!

Is it really that perverted?

Do you like that kind of dreamlike world?

Kafka, who had personally experienced the illusion, was now somewhat confused.

She gained a new understanding of the blade before her.

"Again?" Zhou Xiao shook his head calmly when he saw Ren's weak appearance: "In your current state... you can still do it again?"

Adhering to the principle of taking things slowly, he refused Blade's request.

After all, if the blade is like this after just one time, what would happen if it were to happen again... wouldn't it just collapse and foam at the mouth?

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