The most painful thing in Su Dengren's life is that he has no control over his own life and death.

Choosing to die not only won't kill you, but it will also implicate an innocent life.

Like using a different person to exchange for a life.

She loathed herself.

As a result, they were inexplicably dragged into this insane game by Shenting Technology.

Even if she gave up struggling and gave in to the game, she couldn't.

Forced to struggle for survival by this insane game.

She loathed the game along with it.

If Su Muyue is truly her son, then if she dies, there will be no Su Muyue in this world, and no one will suffer anymore.

As the eighth executor of the Divine Court, his power always surpasses that of the system.

If Yan Sizhan kills her, it is the same as the Divine Court killing her.

Is this okay?

Su Deng's gaze was clear and resolute as she looked into the depths of Yan Sizhan's dark eyes, and she said, word by word, "Kill me!"

Yan Sizhan thought she would say that she wanted his life.

But what she didn't want to hear was that she herself was seeking death.

Those who enter the Divine Court game are all people with an extremely strong will to survive.

Even if they lack the will to survive, games will give them that.

This game is chaotic, absurd, and full of bizarre and fantastical elements.

There are no laws or regulations here, only life-or-death battles between the strong and the weak. People's ambitions, evil thoughts, and desires are amplified, and everyone wants to survive.

Someone who's been in the game for so long and is still determined to die...

Yan Sizhan was somewhat confused. If the silver spear in his hand had advanced just a little further, it would have pierced Su Deng's heart, and the green flames on the spear would have devoured her life.

But he remained silent.

If he doesn't move, then she will.

Su Deng lowered her eyes to look at the spear tip pressed against her heart, clenched her fingers, tightened her lips, and suddenly lunged forward.

But Yan Sizhan reacted even faster, and the silver spear in his hand vanished instantly.

Su Deng bumped into nothing and stumbled into Yan Sizhan's arms.

"……"Hold!

Yan Sizhan grabbed her waist, spun around in place, and condensed his silver spear in his hand again before throwing it forward.

"ah!"

A scream rang out, and a monster was pierced through by a silver spear and turned to ashes.

Yan Sizhan retrieved his gun, grabbed the fragment that had fallen from the monster's body, and placed it on the ground. He released Su Deng's slender waist, and a few ripples appeared in his dark, still eyes.

“You can’t die,” he said.

The next moment, as if sensing something, his dark eyes looked into the distant void, and his aura suddenly became sharp.

He placed the shards in Su Deng's palm, his voice somewhat ethereal and distant, "I'm going to take care of something. Take care of yourself."

He paused for a moment.

He suddenly cut his fingertip and dabbed the blood on Su Deng's palm. "My name is Yan Sizhan. Call my name anytime you are in danger, and I will appear."

His dark green hair fluttered in the night wind, the pearls on his dark green feather earrings gleamed, and his handsome face remained calm and composed. After saying these words, he grabbed the silver spear again and disappeared in a flash, enveloped in a pervasive killing intent.

Su Deng was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses. She looked down at the bloodstain on her palm, frowned, and reached out to wipe it away.

But it wasn't wiped off.

No matter how hard she tried, the drop of blood didn't seem to be wiped away at all; it was as if it had been naturally integrated with her, forming a bright red mole.

What's wrong with this man?!

Su Deng: "..."

[404: If you just try to survive and obtain a hundred divine materials, you can break through the game brought down by the divine technology and get everything you want, including bringing the dead back to life. Why do you still want to die?]

The system, which had been intermittently dying, suddenly reappeared.

It caught us completely off guard.

Like a ghost.

Su Deng jumped in fright, gritting her teeth, "Are you sick too?"

[404: You haven't answered my question yet.]

Su Deng retorted irritably, "None of your business."

404: ...

Su Deng: "What kind of eggs will they lay?"

[404: ...Remember, you are the chosen one.]

Su Deng sneered, "God's chosen one, my foot!"

It's just that 404 doesn't exist in reality, otherwise one of them would definitely be dead today.

However, it's not easy to get a 404 error.

Su Deng asked it, "As the system that matches players with Divine Court Technology, you should have some understanding of the Divine Court's executors. What does this Eighth Executor mean?"

404: Sorry, the system does not have permission to perform this action.

Su Deng: "...Then what use would I have for your system?"

404 went silent, falling into dead silence.

What can you do if you can't die?

We can only continue to crack this absurd game.

Su Deng gritted her teeth, not even wanting to curse anymore. She took out the monster fragments Yan Sizhan had given her to study, but before she could figure it out, she heard a low groan or sob.

Su Deng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small monster calling out to her from beside a small bamboo grove used for landscaping by the roadside.

It looks like a wolf, with two rabbit ears on its head.

Dark green eyes.

It looks very fierce.

It looks exactly like that little monster from before.

“Su…”

Su Deng was about to call out tentatively when she realized something was wrong.

The little monster was covered in injuries while trying to help her.

The little monster was a bit dirty, but it wasn't injured.

As Su Deng pondered for a moment, the little monster boldly ran over from the bamboo grove, tentatively approached her feet, and bit her trouser leg, seemingly trying to go in one direction.

Su Deng paused slightly, "You want me to go with you?"

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