Although Lin Qiye has not yet fully digested the information about his ability, from the existing concepts, he seems to be able to manipulate the [Established Results] to change some facts that have already happened.

For example, he was left with three fatal wounds by [Chaos], one sword piercing the heart, one sword cutting open the body, and one sword beheading him. He used the power of [The Predestined Fruit] to transfer them to the crow and the thick wall respectively. The former blocked the sword that pierced his heart, and the latter blocked the sword that beheaded him.

Lin Qiye could clearly sense that damage transfer was only a small part of the ability of [Established Fruit], but now he had not fully digested the information about these two abilities, and he needed more time to explore.

After transferring two fatal wounds in succession, Lin Qiye looked down at his chest. A hideous sword mark extended from his collarbone to his lower back, almost cutting him in half. He was about to use [Fruit of Destiny] to transfer the damage, but his palm suddenly stopped in mid-air.

After hesitating for a moment, he retracted his ability and did not erase the damage.

After being set up and killed by [Chaos] twice in a row, Lin Qiye's heart was filled with anger. He did not want to experience this feeling of frustration and powerlessness for the third time... But [Chaos]'s ability to play with people's hearts was hard to guard against, and he had to be alert to everything happening around him at all times.

The little boy has made it clear that he will not save him again, and if he dies next time, he will be really dead.

The sword mark that runs through his body is a warning he left for himself. He will use the pain and scars to remind himself at all times and always remember the lessons of these two times!

boom--!!

A dull roar came from a distance. Lin Qiye turned his head and looked, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"【chaos】……"

Lin Qiye picked up the fallen sword of Ame-no-Murakumo. The broken sword blade clearly reflected the cold light in his eyes. As his figure gradually disappeared, the cold murderous intent rose into the sky!

"It's time to settle our accounts."

…

The raging flames gathered outside the city of Chang'an, like a miniature sun, emitting terrifying light and heat under the night sky.

Under the blazing sun, a red-haired girl's robe fluttered in the wind.

Chloe rose up with the wind and pointed her right hand at the huge willow tree. The miniature sun above her head spewed out a bright pillar of fire, which instantly pierced through hundreds of willow branches. A shrill roar came from the crown of the willow tree, and densely packed human legs quickly fell to one side, taking the entire huge tree with them to avoid the attack.

Chloe snorted coldly and was about to move again when the crown of the willow tree suddenly squirmed. The next moment, a large amount of colorful smoke spewed out from its pale face, directly submerging the surrounding land, and Chloe's figure was also swallowed up.

"Cough cough cough..." Chloe coughed twice, her eyes swept across the colorful smoke around her, and her brows were tightly furrowed.

"What the hell?"

Chloe raised her fingertips, and a gust of wind spread from under her feet, trying to blow away the colorful smoke, but no one knew what the smoke was, and no matter how the air flowed, it had no intention of dispersing. ..

Willow's roar came from a certain direction in the smoke. Chloe turned her head sharply and her figure rose up in the wind and flew in that direction.

At this moment, a blurry figure flew towards her from the smoke. Chloe narrowed her eyes, and a fireball with a radius of tens of meters burst out in an instant, but the next moment, a fireball of the same size rolled out of the smoke, and the two fireballs collided with each other, and the red flames almost burned the entire sky!

Chloe's brows furrowed immediately. She saw another self slowly walking out of the smoke, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes:

"You must be joking..."

…

Drops of blood dripped from the tip of the gun. Huo Qubing barely stood up and looked towards the smoky battlefield where flames and fire were rising one after another, his face looking a little solemn.

"Yelander's agent is indeed a bit troublesome... But in this era, she is just a little girl who has not grown up." Gong Yangwan chuckled and said, "You are already at the end of your strength. It is impossible for her to turn the situation around."

Huo Qubing did not say anything. The wound on his back was still oozing blood. He had turned into a bloody man. His face was getting paler and paler, and even the hand holding the gun was shaking.

As his gaze gradually turned cold, Gong Yangwan's body suddenly twisted, as if an invisible giant hand was squeezing and tearing her body!

At the same time, Huo Qubing, covered in blood, suddenly flew out. A thick bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, interweaving into a purple edge on the tip of his gun. As he swung his gun, a roaring dragon of lightning rushed straight out for several miles, blasting several hills in the distance into pieces!

Leaping arcs of electricity moved in the dust. Through the misty smoke, Gong Yangwan walked out slowly. Half of her body had been turned into bloody mist by the shot, but the smile on her lips did not fade at all.

"Even though he was on the verge of death, he was still able to unleash such an attack... He is worthy of being the first ceiling of humanity."

As Gong Yangwan admired, countless willow branches emerged from the flesh and blood in the shattered half of her body, quickly covering the wound and reorganizing into a half-human, half-willow monster body. An eyeball grew from the willow branch at the end of her palm, staring at Huo Qubing in front of her.

"Unfortunately, this body has swallowed up a part of Kusuen and is no longer mortal... It's not that easy to kill her."

After stabbing out with the gun forcefully, Huo Qubing felt everything in front of him become blurred. He barely supported his body with the gun body, and his consciousness gradually fell into darkness. He bit the tip of his tongue hard and struggled to maintain consciousness.

Before he could regain consciousness, Gong Yangwan had already flashed in front of him and stepped heavily on his chest. The terrifying force directly flew him dozens of meters and smashed him into the ruins of the Chang'an city wall.

Huo Qubing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the fire of life gradually weakened, and his face turned as pale as paper.

When Gong Yangwan walked to the ruins, Chaos seemed to have completely lost interest in Huo Qubing and glanced at him indifferently.

"This farce should end."

Gong Yangwan's face changed and turned into a hideous man. A sharp bird cry sounded from her palm. Just when she was about to kill Huo Qubing, a voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Lord Chaos, you cannot kill him."

Gong Yangwan was stunned and turned around in confusion, only to see a young man standing behind her with a face full of respect.

"Who are you?" Gong Yangwan asked puzzledly.

"Lord Chaos, what happened to you?" The young man asked in confusion, "I am Zhang San, your most trusted follower over the past few hundred years!"

Gong Yangwan stood there in a daze.