The King of Black Fog

"The situation is turning grim," one said.

"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.

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Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...

Chapter 363 Crimson Stream of Light

It is the Jade Pool.

The moment Li Changzhou's words entered her mind, a ridge line composed of a 'blood and flesh space river' was burned off, and a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in purple, holding a sacred flame, flew down from the sky.

"Qianxia?!" Yaochi's face lit up with joy, and her tense body relaxed slightly. "You're really alright! Where's your brother?"

"...Couldn't you at least ask me where my brother is after you've finished showing concern for me?" Li Qianxia said, pointing in the direction Yaochi had come from. "He should be leading the way ahead."

Yaochi glanced at it and said, "Changzhou, if clearing the path consumes your magic power, come back first. This torch of mine must be burned out; leaving it here is a waste."

Si is in danger; we must find her as soon as possible.

The space began to rotate again, and Li Changzhou maintained a certain "height" as he "scanned" his surroundings, searching for Yang Qinglan and Si.

Yaochi and Li Qianxia followed, briefly recounted their experiences since they parted ways, and then became wary of their surroundings.

The fleshy monsters on the facets increased in number, appearing on almost every "mirror," but they did not attack; they simply stared at them without any expression.

After consuming about 500 more points of energy, Li Changzhou finally saw Yang Qinglan and Si's footprints. The two had walked in completely opposite directions.

After glancing at the retinal display and confirming that Yang Qinglan was still safe, Li Changzhou hesitated for a moment before suddenly rushing towards Si's location.

Si dodged to the side, a streak of blood-red light grazed her palm, leaving a scorching heat on her hand, and a layer of flesh was clearly missing from her palm.

This is the best possible outcome.

Looking up, countless streaks of crimson light refracted continuously within the narrow space!

"Swoosh!" A streak of light darted past like a mouse, carving a hole in Si's side.

The moment she collapsed from her injuries and knelt down, a torrent of crimson light rained down from the sky!

Si suddenly looked up, her golden hair fluttering slightly, and countless afterimages rushed out from her body, filling the small space in front of her.

Si stared intently at these phantoms, on which black and white blood-red light flowed.

Sweat dripped from her forehead. She felt no emotion, but she could feel fear. Death was approaching her from all directions in a blood-red stream of light, and so was fear.

Just as the light was about to fall on her, Si suddenly disappeared from her spot, completing the exchange with herself on the 'virtual time' line.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!"

Si fell to the ground, her shoulders and legs pierced by holes. She lay on the ground, her eyes looking forward.

The phantom surged out of her body again, but she could only see the possibilities in the direction ahead: one, two, three... nineteen possibilities, the best being the loss of a leg.

Kacha, the space cube is spinning before my eyes.

Nineteen possibilities have been reduced to eight!

The best-case scenario is to leave one's head intact...

Because of continuous high-intensity use, his divine will began to dry up, and he could no longer see the possibilities beyond possibilities, leaving no trace of what lay beyond his head.

Si clenched her fists, the blood flowing from her shoulder wetting her chest; the slight stickiness made it almost impossible for her to move.

Well, her life has been quite glorious, and many people will remember her, Si thought.

The next moment, the fear of death burned her like wildfire, her eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she could hardly hold back her sobs, her throat filled with a bitter, sour feeling.

Si struggled to open her eyes, vaguely gazing at the possibilities of the future. Her own black and white head was turned away from her, a head that looked completely dead.

She remembered her grandfather, the old man who had been stunted by time, and the words he had said to her when he learned that his granddaughter had been chosen as a player—words that Si remembered vividly.

"You can do far more than you imagine. This is what my instructor told me when he explained the meaning of mandatory training when I joined the army. I think the same applies to the value game. The Protoss can see possibilities, but the greatest possibility is yourself. Never give up, no matter what. Possibilities can be created."

You can do far more than you imagine...

The greatest possibility is yourself... Possibilities can be created...

Si kept repeating this sentence to concentrate her mind and try to come up with a way to create unseen possibilities.

The crimson light refracted continuously overhead, and was also limited by the ever-shrinking space. The range of refraction became smaller and smaller, and instead of canceling each other out or losing each other, they merged into one.

They did not rush to land, but circled above Si's head like vultures, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to this divine woman who could see the possibility.

Kacha, the space in front of him spun again.

There are only three possibilities left, and in each one, one is engulfed by the black and white red light, and one's body completely disappears without a trace.

Si didn't know what to do. An inspirational quote often doesn't have any real meaning, and it seems this time is no exception.

The fear that had temporarily subsided because of the memory of his grandfather surged back up, burning his body like a hunger pang.

Si clenched her teeth, but finally shed tears.

Time seemed to stand still. The next moment, a crimson stream of light poured down like a waterfall.

Si closed her eyes, her body trembling. A diamond-shaped eye on the back of her hand seemed to be half-open, as she prepared to revive and summon the ancient god...

Fear pierced my heart like a sharp knife.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The sound of crimson light washing over flesh echoed continuously, but Si felt no pain. She opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of Li Qianxia shielding her.

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