Chapter 97 Fungal Remains Frenzy 58 A Head-on Clash Across Levels!
For a few seconds after Cheng Xiuye finished speaking, the air seemed to stand still.
Nanmen Jue remained motionless, her expression unchanged. She simply looked down at the monster with Cheng Xiuye's face, as if she were looking at something beyond human imagination, something inconceivable.
After a long pause, her voice rang out softly.
"I'm definitely getting tired of living in this world; even my hearing isn't working very well... What did you just say?"
“I am so devout, yet no god has ever protected me.”
Cheng Xiuye seemed oblivious to Nanmen Jue's sarcasm and explained again, kneeling on the ground and looking directly at the Holy Mother, who was shedding tears of blood.
“Just like the Virgin Mary in this world, every world has its own faith. But when disaster strikes, faith is as fragile as paper. Look at this town, there are still living people. I don’t believe there isn’t a single believer, yet no one cares about this church. It’s because they are not devout that the Virgin Mary will not protect them. They will all die here. All of you will die here too, Nanmenjue.”
Nanmen Jue had absolutely no idea what kind of expression he should wear.
She had previously thought that Cheng Xiuye seemed to have some mental issues, but now it seems that the issues are more than just a little bit.
"You're so devout, yet you've never received any protection, have you?" she said sarcastically. "You've worshipped so many gods, but none of them have protected you. Haven't you considered your own situation?"
Cheng Xiuye's expression twisted slightly, and he answered very quickly, as if he had considered this question countless times before, so that when someone asked, he could blurt out, "God does not protect me because I am not devout enough, so I kneel down to them more devoutly, each time more devout than the last. I believe that one day I will move a certain god, and He will protect me and kill all those who have humiliated me."
Nanmen Jue finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter. There were only two living beings in the church, and the huge space was very empty. Her laughter was made to look desolate and wild, echoing throughout the church. Cheng Xiuye raised his face and looked at her coldly.
"why are you laughing?"
"I think you're quite funny." Nanmen Jue rubbed his eyes. "Oh my god, I laughed so hard I cried. Thank you for letting me hear the funniest joke of my life."
Cheng Xiuye stared at her, his face growing even paler. The intense firelight painted his face, but it did nothing to add any color to it. Instead, it made his face look strange, like a monster that had just crawled out of hell.
"You think it's ridiculous to have faith when you enter these godforsaken places?" Cheng Xiuye's eyes were filled with resentment and arrogance, and she looked at Nanmen Jue with almost pity. "I don't blame you blind people. You will never know the power of faith in your lives."
"The power of faith?" Nanmen Jue laughed again. "Even God doesn't protect you, and you still think your faith has power?"
Cheng Xiuye's expression twisted rapidly. Nanmen Jue's repeated taunts finally enraged him. He stood up abruptly, and Nanmen Jue's gaze followed him. Nanmen Jue then raised his neck and let out a sigh.
Although it was clear that Cheng Xiuye's body no longer resembled a human's, the sight of him actually standing up still brought a strong sense of impact.
Previously, Cheng Xiuye had normal body proportions and a tall stature, but now, when he stood up, he was over two meters tall. The rough, lumpy shapes outlined under his clothes made him look like a monster made of fleshy tumors, or a huge, disgusting rock.
On this body, the normal human head looked particularly ridiculous. Perhaps Cheng Xiuye had become accustomed to her appearance and had no awareness of how she was polluting the spirits of others. With a ferocious expression, she roared at Nanmen Jue: "Don't insult the gods! Humans don't receive protection only because their hearts are filled with impure thoughts. They don't deserve the mercy of the gods! What do you, a pathetic wretch without faith, know? If it weren't for the gods in your hearts, I would have died countless times already... I might have already died back in the orphanage!"
Nanmen Jue looked up at him and said, "Cheng Xiuye, I'm actually starting to feel sorry for you."
"Pity me?"
"Are you talking about how you fell into a well at the orphanage when you were a child and stayed there for five days and four nights? If someone hadn't rescued you, you would have frozen to death at the bottom of the well?" Nanmen Jue said. "I happen to know about this as well. The water level in the well was very low, which is why you didn't drown directly. But you were in the water for too long, to the point that your anus prolapsed. The water was full of your own excrement, and you survived by drinking the water mixed with your own excrement."
Cheng Xiuye was stunned, her large body trembling slightly. "How could you know? Everyone who knows about this should be dead... Oh right, that old bastard Jin Jian, he betrayed me, did he tell you?"
It was indeed Jin Jian who told Nanmen Jue about this, but Nanmen Jue ignored him and continued, "If this is what you're talking about, then you should be grateful to your roommate at the time, your current president, Zhou Yiming. If he hadn't been certain that you went in this direction before you disappeared and hadn't searched for you relentlessly for five days, you wouldn't have survived. I just didn't expect that instead of being grateful to him, you would treat this as the power of so-called faith... No wonder you betrayed him."
“If it weren’t for my faith in God, how would Zhou Yiming have known where I fell? How could someone as cold-hearted as him have searched for me for five days straight?” Cheng Xiuye smiled, but because it was so ferocious, it looked more like she was crying. “You don’t understand him at all. Nobody understands him except me. He’s a monster without feelings. He won’t save anyone. The only reason he came to find me was because I believed in God.”
Nanmen Jue twitched the corner of her mouth. She suddenly realized that arguing with such a... thing about these distorted ideas was a pointless thing. So she turned her wrist and a scalpel that everyone was familiar with appeared between her fingers.
“I have no interest in your love-hate entanglements. You betrayed Zhou Yiming and conspired with the leader of Shangjin to kill me, so I’m going to kill you. It’s that simple. If Zhou Yiming wants to kill me, then I will kill him too,” Nanmen Jue said calmly.
Cheng Xiuye continued to shake her head vigorously, her disproportionately small head swaying as if it were about to fall off. She mechanically repeated a few words, like a broken tape recorder, "No, you don't understand, you don't understand, you don't understand..."
"I don't understand you, you old man!"
Nanmen Jue completely lost her patience. She roared and charged at Cheng Xiuye, her fingertips flashing with cold light.
All items produced by the main god have durability, and this ancient sword is no exception. When it first entered this world, the White Bone Sword could cut through flesh with just the wind from its blade. Now, Nanmen Jue has experienced too many battles, and the sharpness of the White Bone Sword has been greatly reduced, but it is still a divine weapon that is hard to match in the ordinary world. As it approached, Cheng Xiuye's cloak was silently cut open. Just as it was about to touch her flesh, Cheng Xiuye's huge body twisted nimbly, avoiding Nanmen Jue's attack at an odd angle.
When Nanmen Jue's attack failed, she immediately turned around and adjusted her posture. When Cheng Xiuye swung his arms, she not only did not dodge, but mobilized all the muscles in her body, making her, who was so tall, feel as light as a boneless person. She grabbed one of Cheng Xiuye's arms and, using the force of his swing, directly leaped up and landed on Cheng Xiuye's shoulder.
She straddled Cheng Xiuye's shoulders, her cold blade spinning in her hand, and thrust it forcefully toward Cheng Xiuye's head!
But she couldn't get it in.
Four hands grabbed Nanmen Jue's body at the same time. Two hands grabbed her left and right arms, and two hands grabbed her legs. Her pupils contracted and her expression was fierce, but no matter what she did, she couldn't bring herself to stab him. She could only watch helplessly as Cheng Xiuye picked her up and lifted her up in front of him like a slightly larger doll.
"How pathetic." Cheng Xiuye looked at her eyes, which were glaring at him fiercely. "You're still immersed in the illusion that you were stronger than me in the past, thinking that I'm just an insect that you can crush at will. That's normal. I've seen many people like that, especially proud and strong people like you and me. People who have been strong are always unwilling to admit and face their weakness. If they dare to face it, they might still be able to make a comeback. It's a pity that you're about to die."
Nanmen Jue seemed to be in extreme pain. The four hands were pulling on her limbs, pulling harder and harder, as if they wanted to dismember her. Cold sweat seeped out, dripping from her forehead and running down her eyelashes. Through the misty water droplets, she looked at Cheng Xiuye and saw that he seemed to think he had everything under control, and even turned his gaze away from her. As the pulling force on her limbs suddenly increased, a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
A soft cracking sound came from Nanmen Jue's mouth.
Even though the voice was very soft, Cheng Xiuye had already transformed into a golden monster. He immediately turned his head, realized that something was wrong, and wanted to tear Nanmen Jue to shreds, but it was too late.
Nanmen Jue's limbs, which had been so vulnerable to him just moments before, suddenly became as solid as a fortress. The force he had used not only had no effect, but was even rebounded, leaving his four arms slightly numb. Just as he was about to exert his full strength, this tiny time difference was enough for Nanmen Jue to react.
With a twist of her body, she nimbly escaped from his grasp. Taking advantage of the props still working and able to block some of the attacks, she disregarded the fact that four hands were attacking her at the same time, hitting four parts of her body. She forced her way to Cheng Xiuye, swung her arm in a wide arc, used her shoulder to drive her wrist, and used all her strength to plunge the white bone knife into his heart!
Cheng Xiuye's four hands struck her eyes, left collarbone, chest, waist, and thigh respectively. When the knife pierced Cheng Xiuye's heart, she was also knocked away, lying on the ground, vomiting a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
Her face was covered in blood. She struggled to lift her head and saw Cheng Xiuye staring blankly down at her chest. She then let out a hoarse laugh.
The bag of potato chips that Ying Yao gave to Nanmen Jue was called "Fat Otaku Happiness Shield." There were three chips in total. Once you bite into one, it would take effect and could withstand attacks of around 50 to 70 points. The effect lasted for about 30 seconds.
In those thirty seconds, Nanmen Jue managed to inflict a severe injury on Cheng Xiuye, even though she herself paid the price.
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