A low hum, like the sound of something being forcibly extinguished.
The dangerous red light in the net went out, and all the restlessness and rage... instantly fell into dead silence.
The ball of light that had been struggling violently was now shrinking and condensing within the silver net, eventually transforming into a dim, dark purple energy ball no bigger than a fist.
In the center of the net, it no longer flickers, no longer struggles, and no longer emits any breath.
[Phew, all done! Nan Nan, thank goodness I'm smart enough to have snatched the 'Rules Binding Net' from that stingy system administrator at the advanced system repair station beforehand, otherwise this would have been a real mess!]
It paused, its tone becoming more serious.
[Nan Nan, tie a knot in it and then throw it into your space.]
I immediately initiated the transmission protocol to send it back to the main system's 'high-risk abnormal program destruction pool'!
This dark and insane derivative of the rules must be destroyed as soon as possible!
As instructed, Lu Nange quickly tied a knot at the end of the silver net.
With a thought, he stored the knotted silver net into his own space.
Almost the instant the net entered the space, the fragments of the light screen in the sky began to transform into countless points of light, slowly dissipating...
The orange-red sunlight finally pierced through the lingering smoke and dust without any obstruction.
Light shone on the crumbling walls, on the congealed blood, on the twisted metal, and on the face of every living person.
On the charred battlefield, those comrades who had just been fighting desperately and were covered in wounds all stopped moving.
Chi Yanzhou grabbed Lu Beiye, Lu Xici knelt on one knee, and He Zhuo and Ji Xian sat down on the ground.
Shi Xu leaned against the broken wall, his face as pale as paper. Luo Xingyou and Gu Wan supported each other, looking up at the sky.
Gu Qi slumped to the ground, while Chi Yi stood to one side...
And Sang Xu, Si Sheng, Jin Xiao, Xie Linlin... everyone who could still stand, sit, or even lie down but still have their eyes open, all had their heads tilted back.
Looking at Lu Nange in mid-air, looking at the sky that has finally broken free from the gloom and seen the light of day again.
The sunlight poured down without reservation.
The light shone on every face, whether young or weathered, bloodstained or grime-covered...
It was as warm as a dream that had lasted so long that it had almost been forgotten.
Only the mournful sound of the wind blowing through the ruins and the crackling of the flames that had not yet been completely extinguished in the distance could be heard.
Then, it's unclear who sent it first.
A suppressed sob escaped, as if squeezed from the depths of the soul.
It was very light, but the sound was jarringly clear.
Then came the second tone, the third tone...
Like a chain reaction, like a dam finally collapsing.
Wailing, screaming, laughing, incoherent shouting...
The various sounds mingled together, like a surging tide, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield!
"We won...we won!"
"it's over!"
Lu Nange descended from the sky, not joining the scene of catharsis.
She suppressed the stinging in her eyes and ran wildly toward the edge of the battlefield!
There were branches and trunks that had completely withered, charred, and lost all vitality.
It still maintains its final posture, rooted in the scorched earth, while Wen Qing is kneeling beside the trunk, his hands pressed against the charred bark!
A gentle, healing light, like a trickle, flowed continuously from Wen Qing's palm and into the withered tree trunk.
Lu Nange reached out and gently touched the charred trunk, feeling its cold, rough texture.
"Zhizhi..."
Lu Beiye, Chi Yanzhou... everyone gathered around, holding their breath, staring at the piece of dead wood, and at the faint yet persistent healing light in Wen Qing's hand.
Gangzi fluttered its wings around the tree trunk, making low, sad gurgling sounds: "Tree branch!"
Time passed, second by second.
Wen Qing's face grew paler and paler, and her body swayed precariously.
That healing light began to flicker and become uncertain.
"Sister Wenqing... that's enough..." Lu Nange said, choking back tears.
“No…” Wen Qing shook her head stubbornly, tears mixed with sweat dripping down her face.
Lu Nange: [Yes, is there any way to save Zhizhi?]
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