There were broken limbs and arms everywhere, and occasionally blood splattered on the wall, rendering the originally gray and old wall into the wall of hell in the movie. Except for the lack of flames and bull heads, it was basically the same as the tragic level of hell.

This is the narrow world where the Pale Lady lives.

Gently pulling his scarf, Bai Ling glanced at Han Qianqiu beside him.

Just as he expected, the girl did not show any disgust or unhappiness even after seeing this scene. She still blinked and looked at Bai Ling like a robot. The pure look in her eyes was more indifferent than innocent.

In terms of personality, Han Qianqiu and Lin Ju are actually somewhat similar, but the difference is that Lin Ju's "coldness" will make you feel that she simply doesn't care about people. In short, she just doesn't want to talk and is too lazy to deal with other people, so she has a stern face.

As for Han Qianqiu, he was truly indifferent.

During the time spent with her over the past few days, many people can say that they have fully experienced Han Qianqiu's eccentric personality. Her perspectives and views on various things are bizarre and she is very pessimistic. When others are in high spirits, she is likely to shrink in her own little space, quietly playing with a toy with a broken hand, with no intention of joining in the lively atmosphere.

Moreover, she doesn't like to express her views and opinions, which leads to the fact that most people who know her have difficulty adapting to her.

After all, any person, when they are happy, being stared at for a long time by someone with an almost "inorganic" look next to them, and she doesn't answer when asked, would probably feel a little numb.

However, unexpectedly, she and Bering have a good relationship.

This was probably because Bering was the only person who could understand her situation without even talking to her.

Qi Guang could only do this with difficulty, and he had to rely on the accumulation of knowledge and long-term interactions and communication to guess Han Qianqiu's thoughts based on common sense.

But Bering was different.

On the first day of contact with Han Qianqiu, he was able to accurately learn from her what her current intentions were, what she wanted to say and what actions she would take.

So although Han Qianqiu doesn't get along with many people, she has a very good relationship with Bai Ling. It's like she's seeing her for the second time, and she even gives her toys to Bai Ling to play with.

Qi Guang might be quite envious of this.

But there is no way, I can’t envy this thing.

Who made him not have the ability to predict the future and unable to learn about Han Qianqiu's thoughts and ideas in advance?

Therefore, the ability to predict is a "bug"-level killer in interpersonal relationships. Anyone who possesses this ability can cater to others' preferences and create a very comfortable environment when communicating with others. A few words can bring two people closer together...

After all, predicting the future is equivalent to talking to "you" in the next second, and then relaying this sentence to "you". In essence, it is communication between yourself. There will be no loss of information and it will not make you unhappy.

Very convenient and very pleasant.

Thinking this in their hearts, Bai Ling and Han Qianqiu looked at each other.

After a moment, he pointed to the ground under his feet and said to Han Qianqiu: "What do you remember about this place?"

As soon as he said this, Han Qianqiu tilted his head, first glanced at Bai Ling, then squatted down and stared at the blood and dirt on the ground.

Scratching the broken thigh next to him with his fingers, Han Qianqiu raised his head and whispered to Bai Ling, "Familiar."

Relatively familiar, but no specific memory?

Listening to the girl's answer, Bai Ling nodded slightly.

He rubbed the girl's head, not too gently, and almost ruffled her hair, making the braid that Lin Ju had braided a little messy.

However, Han Qianqiu had no objection to this.

She just squinted her eyes, shook her head like a cat, and said nothing.

Taking his hand back, Bai Ling continued, "I heard from Qi Guang that you were once adopted by an alien species?"

"Who is that alien?" He looked at Han Qianqiu, "How is he now?"

When asked this question, Han Qianqiu's eyes flickered slightly.

This question, which was almost like tearing open the wound, did not cause her emotions to change drastically, but only fluctuated slightly, as if she had recalled something not so good.

Bering was mentally prepared for this.

Although he could predict the answer from Han Qianqiu in advance, no matter what, it was better for her to speak out some things herself.

Moreover, Han Qianqiu did not seem to have any resistance to this, and did not suffer from "deep psychological trauma" as Qi Guang described.

Bering had reservations about this.

It is possible that Qi Guang was unable to understand the child's thoughts, and what he thought was painful was no big deal to Han Qianqiu; it is also possible that... Han Qianqiu at that time was already as emotionally extreme as he is now, and this behavior led Qi Guang to misjudge.

In short, no matter what, it is better to let Han Qianqiu say this kind of thing out loud than to keep it in her heart for the rest of her life.

And Han Qianqiu said without any surprise: "I don't know."

She thought for a moment, her tone a little bewildered: "I don't know who she is. Even Qi Guang doesn't know. There is no file either, nothing is known."

"She... is very weak. Qi Guang can take care of her in two moves," Han Qianqiu said, "but she gives me a very strange feeling, a very strange feeling..."

"I don't even feel like she's dead."

Having said that, Han Qianqiu was silent for a moment.

And Bai Ling followed her in remaining silent.

Because Bai Ling knew what she would say later.

As expected, Han Qianqiu soon spoke again: "That person occasionally said something I couldn't understand, something like 'death', 'soul', or... 'key'."

"Even before she punished me, she would hold my face and tell me things like 'I am an irreplaceable treasure'," Han Qianqiu said. "She made me feel... very conflicted. More conflicted than anyone else."

"It's like... there are so many people on her."

Han Qianqiu tried to organize his words: "It's like a collection, a honeycomb, a gem, and it's also like... it's also like..."

She seemed to be conflicted.

It was as if something was about to come out of his mouth, but he couldn't say it no matter what.

This feeling is indeed very uncomfortable, and this is how Han Qianqiu feels now.

She lowered her head and tried hard to select a few words from her poor vocabulary, struggling to tell Bai Ling about this feeling, but she failed to express it accurately no matter what.

Just when she was struggling.

The next second, Bai Ling patted her head and said, "If you can't figure it out, forget it. You can think about it slowly when you have time later."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked in front of him: "That's the key point now."

Han Qianqiu followed his gaze.

At this moment, they had arrived at the road leading to the cafeteria.

At the end of the road, they could clearly see a tall and thin figure, wrapped in gauze-like white clothes, like a shadow floating in the air, lingering on this dead land for a long time.

After noticing that figure, Han Qianqiu's eyes were slightly stunned.

Soon, a hand was placed on her shoulder: "Does it feel a little familiar?"

Bai Ling stared at the figure: "This is the Pale Lady, or rather, the Pale Lady's phantom."

"Everyone who enters this world will encounter this guy first," he said calmly, "If you are not prepared in advance, you will probably be scared by this guy. But in fact, this thing is not alive, it is just a prosthesis made by the Pale Lady based on herself to inspire fear in others."

After taking two steps forward, Bai Ling followed the pace of the figure and said nonchalantly, "If you can walk behind it, you will find that it is at most a sticker. Just like the things that suddenly jump out in horror games and scare you, they will not cause any real harm to you. This thing is the same. It is just to scare you, and it is harmless beyond that."

"But this is enough. After all, humans are prone to irrational behavior when frightened." Bai Ling turned his head and glanced at Han Qianqiu. "Of course, you are not frightened, right?"

Han Qianqiu looked at Bai Ling.

Then he nodded slowly.

The two of them walked through the white figure in silence. When they passed through its body, Han Qianqiu noticed that the ghostly figure that looked quite scary in front of him actually looked quite thin from behind.

It was not much different from a piece of paper, but it was far away, so it looked more three-dimensional. When I got closer, I realized that it was just a paper tiger.

Passing through the body of the white shadow, Bai Ling took Han Qianqiu and walked quickly on this road.

Compared to the previous detour that Brother Long and Song Qingci took to go to the combat hall, this route is much faster.

It is direct.

They walked in silence, and soon they saw the arched building in the distance and the open door at the entrance of the building.

Without any hindrance, they reached the final core of this world - the location of the Pale Lady.

As the master of this world, of course, wherever the Pale Lady is, that is the core.

Before they entered the hall, they heard Song Qingci's smiling voice coming from inside: "...Is this a dragon? Interesting?"

"What you have prepared is a dragon?" Song Qingci said, "Or is that the best that guy can do - sacrificing this man-made dragon to pave a shortcut to the 'origin' for you?"

"If that's true, it's really a pity."

Song Qingci said happily: "After all, your dragon will soon have a master."

A moment later.

Inside the room, Brother Long… or rather, the pale lady’s voice was very cold: “Is this your decision? Are you planning to use this method to completely destroy my path?”

Facing Ms. Cangbai's question, Song Qingci smiled and said, "Of course it's not just that."

"However, I don't think I need to explain the rest," she clapped her hands. "After all, a play that has reached its final act should have some kind of ending. It's not good to be too petty."

Amid her applause, the sound of Bai Ling's footsteps approached from afar and echoed in the empty corridor.

Hearing the voice, the pale lady turned her head suddenly and looked towards the door of the hall.

Song Qingci also looked in that direction with a smile.

Not long after, Bai Ling walked in from the door in the mist, and nodded to Song Qingci on the stage.

And Song Qingci also nodded with a smile.

"Now it's your turn," she said, "to wake up our sleeping girl."

The words fell.

The next second, Song Qingci, who was originally standing on the podium, shook slightly.

As if she had lost the support of petals, she just fell straight to the back.

Just as she was about to hit the ground, a gray mist enveloped her body, lifted her back to the side of the round table, and gently put her down.

Everything went according to plan, without any deviation.

While supporting Song Qingci, Bai Ling turned his head to look at the pale lady.

At this time, the pale lady was still using Brother Long's face, which made her gloomy expression slightly funny.

It's like some cute cat patterns suddenly appeared on a wooden face, highlighting the incongruity.

"You are... the Prophet?" she whispered.

Bering smiled and looked at the pale lady: "Yes, good afternoon, ma'am."

The pale lady stared at him for a while before retracting her gaze: "It seems that you are fully prepared before choosing... huh?!"

Soon, the moment she looked away, her eyes suddenly widened! The moment she glanced at Bai Ling, the pale lady suddenly screamed: "It's you! You are here!!"

Following her line of sight, Bai Ling could clearly see who the pale lady was staring at.

Han Qianqiu, who was being stared at by her, also knew that he was being watched by the "photographer" who looked somewhat familiar in the distance.

Faced with such a look, Han Qianqiu subconsciously grabbed Bai Ling's collar.

Bai Ling also ruffled her hair and said with a half-smile: "It seems that you don't need my reminder to know how you should react now. You are very self-aware, not bad."

The Pale Lady ignored Bering's sarcasm.

She just stared at Han Qianqiu, her voice getting shriller and shriller: "I have been looking for you for a long, long, long time! Even though the prophecy told me that I will meet you again today, I can't wait, I can't wait."

Reaching out her hand, the pale lady said to Han Qianqiu: "Come, come to me! Let us who are separated be completely united as one, and let us become the true 'death'!"

"I know that you are also suffering from your own sense of loss. Your pain is even greater than mine, because you are a living 'death', but your identity is a human being..."

The pale lady's voice gradually became softer: "Yes, I can understand you. It's not that you don't have feelings, but these feelings are suppressed. Now you are like a congenitally blind person who has just gained vision. You are at a loss in the crazy colors around you, and you can't appreciate the beauty of the world that other people talk about. Yes, I understand you, and only I can understand you..."

"So, come on, become one with me," she said sincerely, "We are both missing regrets, but when we are together, we will become real life and truly experience the feelings of others. Isn't it because of this that you subconsciously move closer to me..."

"We are the same!"

Facing the pale lady whose expression became increasingly distorted.

Han Qianqiu said nothing, just looked at her silently.

The two people just stared at each other, one's eyes were filled with restlessness and madness, while the other's eyes were just inorganic and cold.

In this eye contact, the pale lady seemed to be irritated.

She couldn't help but growl, "What are you thinking about! What are you thinking about! Are you content with the status quo? Have you been corrupted by your human identity?!"

"You should be a monster who enjoys eating and torturing people! You should be like this, because you and I are from the same roots, and we should have the same ideas!" Her voice became sharp again, "But now you are like this, you are like this!!"

"Don't you want to live in the true sense? Don't you want to get rid of this pain of being half empty? When you touch your chest, don't you feel empty and uncomfortable? No, you should feel the same way. It's just that you are pretending and hesitating. Your human identity has bound your desire to pursue your nature and completely turned you into this weird appearance!"

"Come with me. Just experience it once, and you will know the full meaning. Just once, we can have a completely different life from before..."

In the pale lady's almost pleading voice.

A pair of hands pressed on Han Qianqiu's head.

Bering gently rubbed her head while looking at the Pale Lady.

"It's no use," he said calmly. "No matter how you seduce her, it's meaningless."

"She is not suppressing her nature as you think, but she is really blocked," he said. "She lacks emotions, has no fluctuations, and has never experienced what you call 'completeness', so she naturally disdains your request."

Looking at Bai Ling, the Pale Lady fell silent.

A few seconds later.

She suddenly twisted her body, and her whole body swelled to an almost indescribable size.

Just like the graceful posture of a butterfly gradually expanding, the flesh on its limbs swelled to the point where it was difficult to look directly at. In just a blink of an eye, the original human male turned into a disgusting monster covered in muscles!

At this moment, the pale lady finally lost her previous rationality and calmness and turned into her original form! "I understand, I finally understand!"

The Pale Lady screamed, her voice filled with regret and malice: "It's you, it's you! You stole half of my body and turned her into this!"

"You are afraid, you are afraid that I will become the 'Origin'! That's right, everything is yours, it's all your conspiracy!"

"You gave me hope with the so-called 'prophecy', and then used this prophecy to completely shatter my hope. Yes, everything was planned by you. You deceived me and mocked me! Everything was part of your plan, it was your greed!"

"I used to believe in you so much. I thought you were our only salvation and light. I was even willing to sacrifice my life for you. But you used false hope to manipulate me and wanted me to pave the way for you... All of this was your conspiracy. I understand. I finally understand!"

"&*￥B￥（!"

A string of words that seemed to be muted came out of the pale lady's mouth, carrying with it a chilling deep breath and a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

It seemed that just by saying this name, the air around it would stir up, so that it had to be twisted and misinterpreted, and finally became part of the abnormal shape of this world, like pulling away the firewood underneath the water before it boils, suppressing it and never letting it boil.

Amid the silent roar, the Pale Lady's body grew stronger.

This is even more spectacular than the previous Red Spider.

Moreover, all the muscles on its body were strangely pale, just like Bering's face, without any other color.

It just howled, howling at the top of its lungs.

Bai Ling stood where he was, protecting Song Qingci and Han Qianqiu behind him.

"It looks like this is who you really are," he said softly.