"You idiot whose brain is only full of walnut kernels! You fool who only craves such low-level pleasures as gluttony!!"
Lavinia, seeing that Xu Milu was unmoved by his words, became so angry that she started cursing, completely losing her composure from before.
"You forced me into this! Since you're willing to forgo readily available power and fight me to the death, then I won't let you get away with this either!!"
If you want to kill me, you'll have to find me first! This sanatorium houses the brains of 100,000 people. Come find me!
If you want to kill me, you'll only destroy this place along with me. So, are you going to let me go, or will I drag these little bugs down with me?!
"Let's see what you, Ars, this eccentric who's always spouting righteousness and morality, will choose!"
He seemed determined to hold his own against Xu Milu, his tone filled with manic excitement, as if he could already see Xu Milu dying, her body stained with despair.
The screen flashed images of panicked, helpless, and crying faces:
"Waaaaah, Mommy, I want to go home!"
"Please don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"Help! Help! I'm only eighteen years old, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
"Monsters! They are monsters! We are all going to die! Doomsday! The real doomsday is coming!"
"Help me! Someone save us!"
"Waaaaah!"
The sorrow and despair of 100,000 people swept in, carrying with them anger and coalescing into a black, sticky river, transforming into distorted human faces, ferocious and terrifying.
Xu Milu remained motionless, her eyes sharp:
Lavinia was gambling, gambling that she would let him go for the sake of these 100,000 lives. With so many consciousnesses active at the same time, she still couldn't pinpoint where the other was hiding.
If this is delayed any longer, and the humans in this plane realize what's happening, they will treat her as an anomaly like Lavinia, which will only make things more complicated.
—It seems she has no other choice.
There's something I forgot to tell you.
Xu Milu's body shimmered with brilliant, fiery red light. Staring at the overwhelming, despairing wave above her that seemed poised to engulf everything, she silently unleashed a strike without hesitation towards a point within the darkness:
"boom!!"
The boundless golden-red flames instantly ignited, and the towering flames burst forth from Xu Milu's hand, wrapping around the black waves like silk threads. Under the dazzling red light, an exquisitely designed frying pan accurately struck the last hiding Lavinia!
"No!!!"
The old phoenix cried out in anguish, filled with utter disbelief, anger, and fear:
"Why! Why—how dare you! How dare you use my wings to forge your natal weapon!!!"
"You got it right! Here's another one for you!"
Xu Milu floated in mid-air, raising her hands without hesitation. The frying pan in her hands burst forth with an intense, blinding light, flames surging and erupting like a volcano.
"Produced by Wuzhuang Temple, the precision-targeting missile for fathers, a peerless weapon in the entire universe designed specifically to kill fathers—Give me! Death!!!"
"No!!"
Lavinia's eyes widened in horror, but there was no escape. He could only watch helplessly as he was engulfed in golden-red flames. His black despair ignited instantly, burning like wild grass in a fire.
"boom!!"
Finally, the golden-red flames engulfed the black waves, and a dazzling golden light ended everything, blasting a bottomless crater into the sanatorium floor.
"Crackling..."
"Crackling, crackling..."
Flames burned around the crater, and golden light shot straight into the sky like a sharp sword piercing the air. The black clouds that had shrouded the base suddenly dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky.
Golden light transformed into rain and mist, generously showering down upon the world. The bright sunshine cast a slanting shadow of light across the sky.
It's raining.
Rain on a sunny day?
In that instant, everyone looked up at the same time, their expressions blank, not knowing what had just happened.
The sanatorium's power facilities were restored, and the dormant brains awoke, staring blankly at the large crater in front of them, utterly bewildered.
...
On the high-rise building, Su He and Na Lan supported each other as they looked out from the dilapidated building. All they could see was a mess, with the corpses of mutated plants and animals scattered everywhere, and a faint phoenix silhouette in the sky.
"Did we...win?"
Nalan couldn't help but murmur:
"What exactly... was that thing... that killed Su Yaran, that monster? A black phoenix, shouldn't such a thing only exist in mythology?"
"Haha...hahaha...hahahaha..."
Su He coughed up blood, tears streaming from his eyes. He covered his right eye while laughing wildly, his face a mixture of tears and blood.
"No, we won. Humanity won. This damned world, from today onwards, humanity's future will be in our own hands."
Nalan, still puzzled and shaken, said, "You just saw it, two monsters fighting. How can you guarantee the other one won't come back?"
"...For her, this place was just a passing scene."
Su He closed her eyes tightly, forcing a half-smile: "And we are just a part of this scenery; she will never come back."
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Wuzhuang Temple is shrouded in mist all year round, evergreen in all seasons. Time seems to stand still here, unchanged for thousands of years. The green pines on the cliffs and the orchids by the roadside each have their own charm. Demons dance wildly in the mountains, and spiritual light flashes. What a vivid picture!
Below the cliff is a waterfall that flows backwards, cascading down for miles, its silvery light flashing. The branches of the Podocarpus macrophyllus, which are dozens of meters tall, almost reach the sky, and its leaves gather like clouds, full of vitality.
On the cliff face, a faceless girl in green was busy at work, while Aqing, dressed in colorful clothes, sat at the bottom of the cliff watching the fish, her shoes and socks off to the side, revealing her white jade-like bird feet playing in the water.
Time stood still, and the surroundings seemed to remain unchanged forever. Suddenly, Aqing let out a soft sigh:
"Oh dear, life in this temple has been the same for hundreds of years. It's really boring. I wonder if Junior Sister Xu can kill that villain. It's really worrying."
Mingyue was sitting cross-legged in the pool, meditating. Just as she was about to speak to comfort him, she suddenly sensed something amiss with the ginseng fruit tree on the cliff. After listening intently for a while, a smile appeared on her usually calm face.
"Of course you shouldn't talk about people behind their backs! The ginseng fruits have seen it, Junior Sister Xu is back!"
"real!"
Aqing jumped up, forgetting even to put on her shoes and socks, and hurriedly rushed towards the mountain gate, lifting her skirt. Looking into the distance, she saw a red figure climbing the thousands of steps in front of the mountain gate.
Upon seeing Aqing, the newcomer smiled and waved in response, speaking in a familiar tone:
"Ah Qing! I brought you and Senior Sister Mingyue some fragrant eight-treasure glutinous rice!"
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