Song Lufeng walked through the treetops, with broken branches and vines all under his feet.

The forest scent, damp and rotten, filled his nostrils in waves.

He frowned and slowed down his pace, afraid of missing any slight movement.

Gu Man's voice echoed in the communication channel.

"It's over now... I still think the fake people... they don't seem to have evolved naturally."

Her tone was thoughtful.

Song Lufeng listened silently, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

His savior is so smart.

"Um,"

Gu Man sighed softly and thought about how to express himself.

"Don't you think there's a high chance that their genes have been manipulated? Especially—"

She paused, as if hesitating whether to continue.

"Especially their intelligence is evolving so fast."

Song Lufeng did not respond.

He looked up at the sky. The gray mist was like a heavy curtain, pressing down on the entire forest.

He knew that Gu Man's guess might be right, but he didn't say it out loud.

Gu Man spoke one sentence after another. There were some things she could only say to Song Lufeng.

"The faker is no longer the same faker."

Gu Man continued,

"Their instincts are so precise. It's like... it's like someone has implanted something in their brains... or an order."

Song Lufeng listened, his eyes becoming colder.

With every step he took, the slight sound of the dead branches beneath his feet was like a warning.

Gu Man's voice became the background, but he didn't want to hang up.

Even though her voice was just a monotonous narration, it made him feel at ease.

He didn't want to miss a word she said.

Even unconscious words and phrases sounded pleasant and satisfying to him.

Suddenly, a hurried voice was inserted into the communication channel.

"Commander! A terrifying supernatural reaction has been detected! The coordinates are—"

Song Lufeng frowned and tensed his body.

He quickly activated the device and located the coordinates in the report.

"receive."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shot straight into the sky like an arrow.

The sound of wind in his ears suddenly increased, and the treetops quickly retreated from under his feet.

He looked down at the land, his eyes fixed forward.

Deep in the forest, a strange red light was glowing in the center of the fog.

A strange force is stirring the air, and even space seems to be distorted.

"Song Lufeng?"

Gu Man's voice rang out again.

"You flew?"

"Something has happened." He said calmly, but without further explanation, "I'll go check it out first."

"Okay, I'll stay with you."

The red light was getting closer.

The smell in the air became pungent, like a mixture of blood and rotting flesh.

He could even hear a faint low sound, echoing in the distance, like the breathing of some alien beast.

When he landed on the ground, the whole world seemed to stop suddenly.

Song Lufeng stood in an open area.

The ground was littered with broken vegetation, and dark brown traces stretched out like dried-up rivers, winding their way into the distance.

He approached slowly, his footsteps almost soundless.

A corpse came into view.

Broken limbs and arms were piled up in all directions, some even twisted into shapeless pieces.

There was no expression on their faces, as if their lives had been taken away in an instant.

Song Lufeng's eyes swept over the corpses and his pupils shrank slightly.

Hypocrite!

He saw the whiteness.

Zhan Bai was standing in the middle of the corpses.

His back was straight, looking up.

His face became more and more enchanting and handsome, almost out of the realm of human.

"Pure white."

Song Lufeng called out in a low voice.

Zhan Bai did not respond.

Song Lufeng walked closer. Every step he took was filled with caution, and every nerve in his body was stretched to the extreme.

Zhan Bai finally turned around.

Song Lufeng was stunned.

Zhan Baiguang was naked from the waist up, with the tattoos of the Hydra constantly moving across his body. The nine heads had bright eyes, like a peek into the abyss.

He had the copper-green and red blood of a fake person flowing in his body, making him look even more eerie.

He was not surprised to see Song Lufeng.

"Song Lufeng, you are here. I knew you would come."

"And there is a savior."

He seemed to see Gu Man through Song Lufeng, speaking one sentence at a time and walking towards him step by step.

The tattoos flowed to the ground, dragging huge shadows.

Song Lufeng's expression froze.

Zhan Bai has become stronger, stronger than before.

"Savior," Zhan Bai's eyes were wild and confused, "Did you choose Song Lufeng because he is more powerful?"

"Now, I am stronger."

"I broke through 2S level and now I'm 3S level, 9 3S levels!"

Zhan Bai lifted up his long hair, and his enchanting and handsome appearance shocked people's hearts.

He stood on the broken tiles and smiled softly.

The long hair was raised, carrying the radiance of blood and fire.

Under the flickering lights, his shadow swayed slightly, looking strange and charming. His eyes were full of enthusiasm and confusion, just like a beast before hunting.

"Song Lufeng."

He called softly, his voice was gentle, yet contained a bone-chilling chill.

"You know what?" Zhan Bai's smile deepened. "I've always been curious about why she chose you."

Song Lufeng did not answer.

The black sword has been unsheathed, and the black light flowing on the blade is like the shadow of the abyss.

His eyes were as cold as frost, and he stood there motionless, like an unshakable mountain.

Zhan Bai narrowed his eyes, and his smile gradually turned cold.

"Is it because you are stronger?"

As soon as Zhan Bai stepped on the ground, the floor tiles instantly broke apart, and the cracks spread out like a spider web.

"No." Zhan Bai shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of pity, "It's because you are more stupid."

After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his fingers and ripples seemed to spread out in the air.

The air suddenly turned cold.

Nine huge phantoms appeared behind Zhan Bai.

They are lifelike and bizarre in shape, like demons crawling out of hell.

Each head exudes a different power: fire, ice, lightning... Their aura distorts the surrounding space, cutting through the air like cold blades.

"Are you ready?" Zhan Bai whispered, his voice filled with murderous intent.

"Prepare to die!"

The first shadow opened its mouth.

Golden-red flames gushed out, the temperature was so hot that even the steel bars were melted, and the concrete was directly evaporated into ash.

The flames rushed towards Song Lufeng.

Song Lufeng drew his sword and swung out a black arc of light.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

The black blade slashed out like a crescent moon, and the flames were instantly split in two, exploding along both sides and scorching the ground.

Zhan Bai licked his lips, and there was a hint of bloodthirsty madness in his smile.

"There's more."

The second shadow's head slightly raised.

An extremely cold frost spurted out of its mouth, instantly freezing the ground.

There was a sound like breaking glass in the air. Everything around was being corroded by the cold air and turned into ice crystals. Even time seemed to have frozen.

Song Lufeng leaned slightly to the side, exerted force on his feet, and his figure slid out of the icy track like a meteor.

At the same time, the black sword in his hand suddenly pierced into the ground, and a pitch-black cube rose up suddenly, covering Zhan Bai and his shadow.

"Black Cube."

A hint of contempt appeared in his white eyes, and he whispered the name.

"Are you still using this little trick?"

In the black cube, any object that enters will be eroded until it is annihilated.

But the shadow behind Zhan Bai didn't show any fear.

The head of the third phantom turned into a bolt of lightning, and blue-white lightning rushed down, fiercely tearing through the dark barrier of the cube and shattering it.

The black cube collapsed, and Zhan Bai walked out of it without any damage to his hair.

"You've made a breakthrough."

Song Lufeng's voice was low, but his expression remained calm.

Zhan Bai laughed, and laughed even more wantonly.

He slowly raised his hand, and a deep red halo spread out from his palm.

"This is just the beginning."

The clear white voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying with it an endless sense of oppression.

Nine phantoms screamed at the same time.

Their power exploded together: fire, ice, thunder, poisonous fog, gravity field... each one carried the power to destroy the world and attacked Song Lufeng madly.

Song Lufeng did not retreat.

The black sword swept out, and the black blade turned into a crescent moon, cutting through the poisonous mist and flames.

He clenched his right hand, and an extremely cold aura instantly spread out from his body.

Absolute zero.

The ground beneath Zhan Bai's feet was instantly frozen, and the cold air spread along the cracks, shrouding the entire battlefield in frost.

The movements of the nine phantoms obviously slowed down, as if they were being suppressed by the cold air.

Zhan Bai narrowed his eyes, feeling the cold air invading his blood, and his movements became stiff for a moment.

However, there was still a smile on his face.

"Is this all you can do?" he whispered, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Then I'll be serious."

The shadow behind Zhan Bai began to become more solid.

The power of the nine phantoms slowly gathered and transformed into a deep red beam of light, rushing straight into the sky.

In the center of the light column is a white figure.

His hair flew in all directions under the impact of the energy, and his entire body was wrapped in a bright red light, as if he had transformed into a god who controlled the heavens and the earth.

"My true power." Zhan Bai whispered, with endless majesty in his voice.

He raised his hand, and a beam of light suddenly smashed down towards Song Lufeng.

The air was torn apart, the ground collapsed, and everything turned into nothingness under the azure white power.

Song Lufeng raised his head, his eyes were as cold as ice.

He thrust the black sword into the ground and soared into the air.

He folded his hands, and a fierce light condensed from his palms.

Song Lufeng let out a low shout, and a small sun condensed between his palms, shining brightly and surging with energy.

The sun flew towards the white beam of light, and two forces that could destroy the world collided in the air.

The roar was deafening, and a blinding white light swept across the entire battlefield.

The earth collapsed in the earthquake, buildings fell like dominoes, and the sky was torn apart, revealing a terrifying void.

In the center of the battlefield, Zhan Bai and Song Lufeng were still in a stalemate.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his white mouth, but he was still smiling wildly.

"I haven't felt this good in a long time."

Song Lufeng did not respond.

His black sword was grasped tightly again, and the runes on the sword flashed with a destructive light.

A white figure flashed and instantly appeared beside Song Lufeng.

"Too slow." A bright white voice rang in his ears, and a dazzling purple light condensed on his fingertips, piercing straight into Song Lufeng's chest.

But Song Lufeng disappeared in an instant.

"Really?"

His voice came from behind Zhan Bai.

Zhan Bai turned around suddenly, only to see a black sword pointing straight at his back.

"Black Moon Slash."

The sword light slashed across the white body like a crescent moon, and the white figure was shattered in the sword light.

However, when he reappeared, he was several meters away.

Zhan Bai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the frenzy in his eyes became even more intense.

"It won't end today."

The two men faced off again, their auras rising wildly, and the world around them had already turned into ruins.