Chapter 176 Night Candle Rules 54 Is Nanmen Jue... still alive? ...
A few minutes ago.
Seeing Nanmen Jue confront Zhang Jin alone, Terra was about to gather her strength to follow, but before she could jump, Ying Yao grabbed her.
"What are you doing?" Terra asked anxiously. "You saw it yourself, Zhang Jin is very strange. We have to go help Nanmen!"
The situation has escalated to this point, and killing Zhang Jin and the incarnation of the Supreme God is their only chance to survive. Once Zhang Jin is dead, even if the Supreme God still wants to cause trouble, without such a useful tool, he will be unable to force them to this point again.
"I want to help Nanmen more than anyone else."
An extremely calm voice rang in his ears, and even in such a moment of heightened passion, Terra, this battle-hardened and strong warrior, couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart.
The speaker should remain calm, but to remain calm at a time like this is extremely alarming.
Terra slowly raised her head and saw Ying Yao's eyes gleaming.
"What do you want to do?" she asked.
She was not without surprise regarding the relationship between Ying Yao and Nanmen Jue. At first, she thought they were just friends. Although she didn't know why the most mysterious Chairman Jin Ming would get involved with Nanmen Jue, in this kind of place, one man's meat is another man's poison. Nanmen Jue is a strong man who can offer others tempting benefits, so it's not surprising.
Even if that person is Ying Yao.
It wasn't until she entered this eerie realm that Terra saw Ying Yao and Nanmen Jue with her own eyes. She saw the way Ying Yao looked at Nanmen Jue and felt the aura emanating from him. This elder had no choice but to draw a conclusion that shocked her.
Ying Yao was obsessed with Nanmen Jue.
It wasn't liking, nor was it based on physical appearance or hormonal attraction. She felt a kind of pilgrimage-like admiration for Ying Yao, as if Nanmen Jue was not just a person to her, but a faith she was pursuing.
Ying Yao was a reserved and restrained person, and his expression wasn't obvious, but Terra sensed it, so when she looked at Ying Yao, her eyes were almost filled with horror.
Ying Yao's eyes were fixed on the direction of Nanmenjue, while he spoke to Terra.
Where is daylight?
Terra paused, her face, stained with blood and ash, surveying the battlefield before saying, "There."
"Come with me."
Ying Yao gripped Terra's arm tightly, leaving several deep finger marks on her firm muscles.
Terra, remembering his usual gentlemanly manners, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
She knew she couldn't go against someone on the verge of madness, so she silently followed Ying Yao, and a guess began to form in her mind.
"What?" Zhou Yiming's pupils contracted sharply upon hearing Ying Yao's request.
"Shared power banks haven't been destroyed; they're still with you, aren't they?" Ying Yao said in an almost cold tone.
Zhou Yiming remained silent, but fear was evident in his beautiful eyes.
"How did you know?" His voice became hoarse and trembled slightly.
Terra's suspicions were confirmed, and a look of shock appeared on her face. However, it wasn't because Ying Yao knew about this, but because this cheat item still existed.
It is common knowledge that Zhou Yiming became so weak because he used a golden artifact. This is not a secret. Those at the top naturally have information about what artifact he used.
"Shared Power Bank of Destiny" is the name of that prop.
Once used, it will fuse the life energy of all living beings within a certain range, including any form of energy such as strength, mental power, and magic, and then unleash a conceptual torrent of energy that ignores all defenses.
The power of the torrent unleashed depends on the strength of the aggregator; the more people aggregating, the stronger the energy becomes. And the upper limit of this item is... the whole world!
However, there is a problem: no matter how many people are fused together, only the user of the item can launch the attack. If the user is not strong enough, they may be annihilated on the spot because they cannot withstand the impact of the energy.
It's not just death, but even existence itself is erased; not a trace of its existence can be found in the entire universe.
No one knows the specifics of when Zhou Yiming last used this item, because he was the only reincarnator who survived from that world.
After he returned, he became this sickly and weak person, and he has never recovered.
He himself said that the prop could only be used once and had already been destroyed.
“No,” Zhou Yiming said.
Before he could finish speaking, a hand fiercely grabbed his collar, and Ying Yao's gloomy face was brought close to his, almost touching his nose.
"Don't tell me it's gone. If I say you still have it, then it's still usable." Ying Yao's hands were trembling slightly, not from fear, but from his desperate attempt to suppress something. His voice was also very low, as if something terrifying would break free if he relaxed.
"Listen, I'm not negotiating with you. If you don't hand it over, I'll find a way to make you do it," Ying Yao hissed. "The price won't be borne by you. You just need to give it to me, understand?"
Zhou Yiming's face was even paler, and at such close range, his pale blue veins could be seen flowing fragilely beneath his skin.
His eyes were vacant, reflecting neither Ying Yao, who was so close, nor anyone else, as if he were trapped in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.
"You heard..."
"good."
Ying Yao was stunned, and Terra thought he had misheard.
"What did you say?"
“I don’t need you, I’ll use it myself.” Zhou Yiming’s eyes reflected the image of the judge standing not far away, but there was no one or anything attacking her.
His lips trembled slightly. "I owe a life, and now it's time for me to repay it."
Ying Yao narrowed his eyes, "You're actually the kind of person who repays kindness?"
It wasn't that he was prejudiced against people; judging from the Ouroboros's usual style of doing things, Zhou Yiming could be considered an accomplice to evil even if he wasn't the most heinous criminal, not to mention that he himself had no reputation for good.
Upon hearing this question, Zhou Yiming's eyes moved, and the reflection in his eyes was no longer the judge, but Nanmen Jue with wings on his back.
Ying Yao didn't notice his subtle change. His voice hardened, "Zhou Yiming, you'd better understand the situation. If you try to play tricks on me at a time like this, I'll make sure you die here."
Zhou Yiming's eyes were glazed over, but he chuckled softly. He glanced at Ying Yao with disdain, "It's not your place to threaten me here."
Their eyes met, sparks flew, but at the crucial moment, Terra intervened and forcibly separated the two men.
"What kind of time is this to be arguing like this!" she snapped, turning to look at Zhou Yiming with a cautious expression. "Are you really willing to give it up? If we don't unite now, we'll all die here."
“You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you, so why are you asking me?” Zhou Yiming said.
He didn't waste any more time and took out something that looked exactly like a shared power bank, holding it in his palm. Ying Yao and Terra's eyes narrowed.
This is a powerful tool, but also has significant side effects.
Even if one doesn't die after using it, the best outcome would be to become like Zhou Yiming now, with the essence of life completely exhausted, leaving only a lingering energy.
Given the daylight and brightness, he absolutely could not withstand using it a second time.
Looking at the prop in his palm, Zhou Yiming's eyes seemed to show both fear and relief. He took a deep breath and was about to activate it when suddenly his body became immobile.
He suddenly opened his eyes wide and watched as Ying Yao took the props away.
“You helped Xiao Jue, he wouldn’t want you to die,” Ying Yao said indifferently.
etc!
Zhou Yiming wanted to speak, but he couldn't even make a sound.
Most gold-tier items are bound items, such as Ying Yao's "Taffy Sticky Candy." Unless he first unbinds it, no one else can use it unless he authorizes it or dies.
But power banks are different; they activate once per use. Zhou Yiming wouldn't dare bind it to himself, so it's currently unclaimed. Whoever logs in first can use it.
Generally speaking, no one would actively try to take the right to use this thing, so he wasn't on guard at all.
Ying Yao held the prop in his hand, his expression shifting from its usual calm and indifference. He looked at Terra's complex eyes with a questioning gaze.
Are you really ready?
"Are you willing?"
Their voices came out at the same time. Terra was asking Ying Yao if he was ready to become half a cripple, while Ying Yao was asking Terra if he was ready to give up his life energy.
Once this item is used, not only will the user bear a huge price, but the person being merged will also fall into extreme weakness.
However, this weakness is reversible; with more rest and replenishment, it will recover.
The two exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's resolve.
“I’m sorry,” Terra said.
She wasn't afraid of sacrifice, but there were too many people behind her waiting for her to protect them.
The reason Iron Drill exists is entirely because of her. The moment she became the president and decided to set up a protective umbrella in the cycle of reincarnation, her life was no longer her own.
Ying Yao shook his head gently, looked around, and whispered, "I'm sorry."
This apology was addressed to the person he was about to merge with.
There was no time to get everyone's consent. Ying Yao, expressionless, inserted the charging cable from the power bank into his wrist artery.
The power bank was red, with four blood-red wires extending outwards from Ying Yao, connecting to the wrists of the still-living people one by one.
"What is that?"
Terra used a sound-amplifying device, briefly explained its function, and promised that it would only temporarily weaken the person and would not completely drain them.
Some people who were driven to the brink of despair quickly accepted the absorption of the props, while others felt uneasy and hesitated several times before finally gritting their teeth and accepting it. Only a very small number of people did not accept it at all.
Given the current situation, death is inevitable no matter what, so we might as well take a gamble!
Those who were originally from this side, such as Mo Gui, Wei Chongru, and Deng Erhuai, did not hesitate and even proactively showed their wrists to wait for the connection.
When she got to Yu Wanyan, she narrowed her eyes and tore off the red thread.
Mo Gui was very close to her, looking at her in disbelief, "You... what's wrong with you? You want to watch Jue-ge fight for us, but you can't help with anything?"
He was saved by Yu Wanyan's reluctant help, so he couldn't say anything harsh at this moment, only looking anxious.
Yu Wanyan glanced at him indifferently, "I don't trust anyone except myself. If I want to help Nanmen Jue, I'll do it myself."
"But you can't help him now!" Mo Gui roared.
"It's none of your business!"
As another red line stretched out, attempting to forcibly bind her, Yu Wanyan pulled out a half-formed puppet from her system space. It was an exceptionally tall and strong man. Mo Gui recognized him at a glance as one of the red-named individuals who had been discussing Nanmen Jue. His figure was as large as a small iron tower.
Yu Wanyan tore open its chest and abdomen with her bare hands, shrank inside, and tied the red thread to the puppet's wrist.
Mo Gui was dumbfounded, but he didn't have time to say anything more. It was as if a water pump had appeared in his body, instantly sucking away his energy.
Like many others connected by the red thread, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.
His vision blurred as he stared wide-eyed at the heart of the battlefield.
Will the energy from losing an orange-named person be insufficient? He couldn't help but feel resentment towards Yu Wanyan, but then he thought that Nanmen Jue was always going to kill Yu Wanyan, and she had never hidden this fact. It was understandable that Yu Wanyan didn't want to help her.
A radiant light appeared in Ying Yao's hand, and he gathered his strength, aiming first at Zhang Jin, who was confronting Nanmen Jue.
Seeing Zhang Jin approach Nanmen Jue and actually try to touch her face, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he unleashed a devastating sword strike!
"Zhang Jin! Get out of my way!"
Nanmen Jue turned around abruptly and saw this scene. His face instantly drained of all color.
Upon seeing such a powerful sword strike, Zhang Jin's expression changed drastically. He instinctively tried to break free from Nanmen Jue's grip, but was instead held even tighter. He looked up in astonishment and saw Nanmen Jue's resolute face.
As the sword struck, Nanmen Jue spread his enormous wings, shielding Zhang Jin and the judge not far away under his wings, and withstood the attack!
Ying Yao's expression suddenly changed, and his voice was filled with terror, piercing through space and heart-wrenching.
"Xiaojue——"
boom--
The sword still struck, carrying unstoppable power. A burst of intense light exploded, and even the two gods in the sky couldn't help but stop fighting and lower their eyes.
"South Gate!"
The crow immediately tried to land, but its wings were entangled by the snake's tail. It looked down anxiously and saw that the place where it had been attacked was enveloped in intense light, like a cocoon of light.
Is Nanmen Jue still alive?
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