Chapter 177 Night Candle Rules 55 "I'm laughing at you."...
This earth-shattering blow landed, silencing the entire world.
Even the gods in the heavens ceased their war and lowered their eyes to watch the developments below.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the intense light slowly faded, revealing a large cocoon made of black wings.
After the light completely disappeared, three figures below were revealed.
Upon seeing the situation inside, many people's expressions changed.
Nanmen Jue knelt on the ground, with the judge and Zhang Jin in front of her. It was clear that Nanmen Jue had protected Zhang Jin, who should have been the enemy, earlier.
At this moment, Nanmen Jue was clutching her lower abdomen, thick blood flowing from between her fingers. Her face was deathly pale, and even the dark lines on her skin had faded considerably.
No one doubted how Nanmen Jue was injured, because the judge was holding a scale, the tip of which was stuck in Nanmen Jue's lower abdomen.
Looking at where the scales had been inserted, Zhang Jin's eyes flickered for a moment, but he quickly concealed it. He looked at the slightly disheveled Nanmen Jue and said, "It seems the Samsara Space didn't teach you something you should know: never be nostalgic about what you've lost."
"South Gate!"
Ying Yao let out a heart-wrenching roar, like a wounded lion. He wanted to go forward, but the side effects of his attack caught up with him. His knees buckled and he knelt on the ground.
Mo Gui's eyes were bloodshot: "You son of a bitch, Zhang Jin! Are you even human? If it weren't for Brother Jue, you would have been dead already! How can you repay kindness with enmity?"
“Yeah, it’s stupid, isn’t it? I think it’s stupid too,” Zhang Jin said, looking at Nanmen Jue.
Nanmen Jue kept her head down, and no one could see her expression. She was just covering the place where she had been stabbed, as if what was flowing out was not blood, but something she desperately wanted to salvage but could not control from flowing away.
Zhang Jin's eyes flickered, and the judge pulled out the scales. The tip of the scales was carved with an exquisite cross. This cross, which symbolized redemption in the eyes of humans, became a hook of flesh and blood, tearing out a piece of Nanmen Jue's intestines.
"puff."
Nanmen Jue's wings suddenly drooped, trembling and disappearing along with the mysterious patterns on her skin, and she collapsed to the ground.
The once noisy and chaotic ghost realm became completely silent.
Whether you know Nanmen Jue or not, the name Nanmen Jue represents a fierce and bloody legend. No one has ever seen Nanmen Jue in a truly pathetic state, just as no one has ever seen Nanmen Jue admit defeat to anyone.
Some people admire her, some people fear her, but no matter who they are, they all share a common understanding: Nanmen Jue is the strongest, she will not get hurt, and she will not lose.
Nanmen Jue is now injured, so badly that she can hardly maintain a dignified posture. She was injured by the person she just saved, and by her only relative.
While many were still stunned and had forgotten how to react, the judge raised the scales in his hand again.
"stop!"
A petite figure rushed over and spread her arms to block Nanmen Jue's path.
Nanmen Jue's eyes were somewhat unfocused, and it took him a while to fix them on the slender figure in front of him. "Yu... Wanyan?"
Everyone was exhausted from the power bank, and the only one who could still move was Yu Wanyan.
Yu Wanyan turned her head and glared fiercely at Nanmen Jue. "Are you stupid? They want to kill you! How come I didn't know that Nanmen Jue was a coward who would stand there and let people kill him?"
"I just..." didn't react.
Blood gushed from Nanmen Jue's throat, and she couldn't utter a word.
She didn't intentionally want to get hurt; it's just that no matter how much mental preparation she did beforehand, she couldn't move when Nanmen Yu's face came close.
She never won against Nanmen Jue, whether it was arguing or fighting.
Although Nanmen Yu is a doctor, she is incredibly skilled in Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) and boxing.
Why didn't Nanmen Jue lay a hand on Nanmen Yu? Was it because she didn't want to? It was because her cold and aloof older sister was actually the one who held the power of violence.
For some reason, a strong sense of absurdity welled up in his heart, and Nanmen Jue grinned, laughing with his face covered in blood.
"Hahahaha! Hahaha... Hahahaha!"
She clutched her intestines, laughing so hard her body curled up.
A familiar warm current flowed from inside her body. Nanmen Jue opened her eyes and saw Yu Wanyan squatting in front of her, applying hemostatic tools to her.
Nanmen Jue saw the girl's eyes, which matched her ruthless and cold nature, yet also revealed an indescribable complexity.
"It's amazing. Who would have thought that Nanmen Jue actually has a family?" Yu Wanyan said. "Nanmen Jue was born to be a villain who cuts off all feelings and love. That's what makes him cool. If he has a family, feelings, and ties, how can he be cool? He's obviously a character who's going to get beaten up."
"I'm sorry," Nanmen Jue said, "I originally wanted to be just a passerby."
Yu Wanyan's expression turned strange. She looked up at the judge beside her and asked, "Is this the person who is so important to you?"
“Hmm,” Nanmen Jue closed his eyes again, “It’s very important.”
"Would you die for her?"
"I would die for her."
At this moment, Nanmen Jue seemed to have figured something out and let go of something. Her whole aura became peaceful. Ignoring the watchful eyes of the main god and Zhang Jin, she simply closed her eyes and answered Yu Wanyan's questions.
“I can’t understand it,” Yu Wanyan said. “Others would probably praise you for being so sentimental, saying you’re such a kind and good person, but I just can’t understand it.”
"Even if she's important, is it okay for her to kill you? I can't understand it."
"How disgusting."
Yu Wanyan was like a machine whose program had gone astray, muttering incomprehension, while deftly applying a hemostatic talisman to Nanmen Jue's abdomen.
"Family ties, romantic love, friendship—all emotions are burdens. At such a crucial moment, instructing you to do this will lead to your utter defeat." The sixteen-year-old girl made her judgment with a cold expression. "A person who only desires to survive wouldn't have these burdens."
Zhang Jin looked at her with interest. "I know you, Yu Wanyan. You're wasting your talents at Ouroboros. Why don't you transfer to our Entropy?"
Yu Wanyan didn't even lift her eyelids, still tending to Nanmen Jue's wound.
“Don’t help him, it’s a waste of your resources,” Zhang Jin said.
Yu Wanyan still ignored him. When she had treated Nanmen Jue's wound to the point where she could no longer treat it, she stood up, stood in front of Nanmen Jue, and faced Zhang Jin and the ferocious god above her head.
A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Jin's eyes: "What...do you mean by this?"
"Are you blind?" Yu Wanyan said impatiently. "Nanmen Jue is the person I've set my sights on. If you want to kill him, you'll have to get past me first."
Zhang Jin could no longer hide the surprise on his face.
Yu Wanyan was someone with connections everywhere, so how could he not have heard of her? However, she usually didn't have a good reputation. Compared to Zhou Yiming, who had been living a secluded life after being seriously injured, Yu Wanyan's reputation as a mechanical witch was much more widespread.
Nanmen Jue's killings may be fake, but Yu Wanyan's killings are all real. She kills without hesitation, without asking why, and is swift and decisive, treating reincarnators and natives equally.
Now that she's stepped forward, she can't possibly be unaware that with her orange-level strength, she's just throwing her life away on this kind of battlefield.
Could this be a trap?
Zhang Jin narrowed his eyes cautiously, "What you just said doesn't seem to be what you meant. Isn't being dragged down by so-called love the thing you hate the most?"
The rumors that Yu Wanyan liked Nanmen Jue were rampant, and now it seems to be a certainty.
“Yes, it’s disgusting,” Yu Wanyan said expressionlessly. “I’ve become that disgusting person too.”
Zhang Jin's eyes were strange. "I didn't expect Nanmen Jue to have this kind of taste? But it doesn't matter."
Above the sky, the supreme god held the crow tightly and coldly issued an order.
"Kill everyone here."
Zhang Jin looked at Yu Wanyan, who was still blocking his way, and said, "You heard that, so are you planning to die in front of all of them?"
Yu Wanyan's response was to pull out a long metal whip.
"Alright, alright, alright." Zhang Jin laughed. "Since you want to be a pair of star-crossed lovers, then I'll grant your wish!"
"Judge, kill them first!"
This time, the order came directly from his mouth, and the judge obeyed.
Yu Wanyan's expression turned serious instantly. She swung her long whip, and indigo lightning flashed across its surface. She slashed fiercely at the judge in front of her, who didn't even flinch.
The metal whip pierced through the judge's body as if she were transparent. The whip fell to the ground, sparks flew, and a huge fire broke out, filling the air with the smell of burning.
Seeing the judge unharmed, Yu Wanyan couldn't help but take a step back, her eyes filled with terror.
Imagining how powerful an enemy is and actually standing in front of him and experiencing that sense of oppression are two completely different things.
Yu Wanyan felt a biological, primal fear of impending death growing in her heart, and her arms began to tremble.
Seeing the judge approaching again, she gritted her teeth, took a step back and stepped forward again, raised her long whip, and struck the judge again with lightning and thunder. This time she added a tool that was designed to target supernatural entities.
A bolt of lightning struck the judge's shoulder, burning a small hole in her cloak.
it works!
Yu Wanyan's eyes lit up, then turned deathly pale.
The judge raised the scales that had split open Nanmen Jue's abdomen again, and stretched them out unremarkably, piercing through Yu Wanyan's long whip, then through her arm, and heading straight for her neck.
There's no escaping it.
The thought flashed clearly through Yu Wanyan's mind. Under immense pressure, her limbs became extremely stiff, and everything seemed to move in slow motion. In her wide-open eyes, a hand with exquisitely sculpted bones suddenly reached out from her shoulder and forcefully grasped the tip of the scale.
She gripped it so tightly that bright red blood flowed from her palm, down her wrist, and dripped onto Yu Wanyan's forehead.
It was very hot when it first dripped down, as if it were burning on her forehead, but it immediately turned icy cold, so cold that Yu Wanyan trembled all over.
The scales could not move forward even an inch.
Nanmen Jue, now back in human form, stood behind Yu Wanyan. His protruding intestines had been stuffed back in, and his stomach still had a large hole in it, but she seemed oblivious, a half-smile playing on her lips.
She didn't look at the main god, nor at Zhang Jin, but stared at the judge's empty face.
"You're really going backwards. Not only have you stooped to being manipulated, but you're even trying to bully minors," Nanmen Jue said. "I'm laughing at you, do you hear me?"
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