In a world falling apart.
The demon, dressed in magnificent clothes but covered in blood, smiled and nodded to the angel in chains in the distance.
Like a close friend.
If his eyes were truly smiling, just like his expression.
Although the angel in front of him was very different from the one he had met last time, Ning Feng still recognized Cecilia at a glance.
There were no surprises.
He smiled broadly, as if reuniting with an old friend.
Hello, Cecilia.
"I must say, your outfit is quite unexpected."
After observing him for a while, he gave a knowing smile.
"But your hobby is... actually quite good?"
After examining it carefully, he exclaimed with genuine admiration:
"It suits you perfectly."
He said:
"Like a sinner."
Card.
A massive fragment of the world collapsed and fell into the void beneath their feet.
The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy as the two stood facing each other in the crumbling world.
Cecilia floated in mid-air, slightly higher than Ning Feng, looking down at him.
Ning Feng stood atop a mountain peak, a treasure mountain on the verge of collapse.
No.
When the world shattered, the treasure revealed its true form.
That wasn't treasure, but a mountain made up of dry, pale, broken bones.
Cecilia watched coldly, offering no response to Ning Feng's offensive words.
Ning Feng wasn't embarrassed by the situation; he shrugged and spread his hands regretfully.
"Aren't you angry? That's really disappointing. I was clearly trying to provoke you on purpose."
The angel remained unmoved.
"Oh, I see."
Ning Feng examined the lower half of Cecilia's face, stroked his chin, and chuckled:
"You've gotten used to it? It seems like others have said the same thing before?"
The difference was evident in the change in the air, and Ning Feng's smile grew even brighter.
"Looks like I guessed right."
Card!
The mountain peak beneath his feet was swallowed up by the rifts that had been affected, making Ning Feng's foothold even more precarious.
Cecilia's eyes, hidden beneath her helmet, were fixed on Ning Feng. She seemed to see right through him and spoke calmly:
"I know."
He spoke from a high and mighty position.
"I know what you're trying to do."
She calmly proclaimed the powerlessness of mortals.
"But what you try to achieve is destined to fail."
All your efforts, your struggles, your madness will eventually fade into silence.
Things will not turn out the way you expect.
"That's amazing!"
Ning Feng's eyes widened slightly, and he tilted his head in surprise before clapping.
"You already know what I'm going to do, even though I myself don't know."
Clap clap clap!
"That's amazing!"
"Since you were able to guess so much, you must have been able to guess how things would unfold now, right?"
Beneath the shattered sky, Ning Feng playfully spread his hands and stretched out his arms, exaggeratingly displaying his masterpiece to the bound angel.
A dream on the verge of shattering, and her vanished...works.
What is your opinion on this masterpiece?
Despite his gentlemanly attire, Ning Feng's actions and tone inadvertently revealed a kind of arrogance.
Remain calm even amidst the madness.
Or perhaps, it's a calm demeanor that leads to madness.
The angels remained indifferent to the demons in the performance.
"You've found me."
He asked his question in a sleepy voice.
Logically speaking, Ning Feng's current strength should not have allowed him to discover Cecilia's abilities.
Once he fails to detect it, he has no way to break the deadlock.
They were supposed to fail without realizing it, tasting the bitter fruit time and time again, until finally revealing their true colors.
But now it has become like this.
She couldn't understand where the oversight had occurred.
How did you do that?
"It's really a coincidence."
Ning Feng did not hold back, and frankly stated:
"Because of some habits, I laid a small foreshadowing before I realized that something was wrong with this dream."
Ning Feng's cautious nature led him to seemingly casually leave a small foreshadowing when he set off.
A pocket watch?
No.
That's not actually that simple, nor is it that wonderful.
That pocket watch was actually a phantom bomb that Ning Feng created by drawing power from the dream world.
It's so tiny, so insignificant, that even if it were lost, it wouldn't have any impact on the dream world.
It can serve as a location tool, and can also be of some small use when necessary.
To be honest, Ning Feng didn't know why he made this choice, but he still chose to trust his intuition.
After leaving, Ning Feng thought that this pocket watch would become useless, just like countless other foreshadowing elements that never came of age.
But upon returning to the dream world, Ning Feng made a very unexpected discovery.
The gift I prepared for this world has not disappeared!
on the contrary……
His gifts reach every corner of the dream world!
Among the mountains piled high with treasure, and even beneath the throne of the castle of riches, there are small bombs specially made by Ning Feng.
They come in various shapes and sizes; some may be pocket watches, sword hilts, lanterns, necklaces, etc.
But they all have one thing in common—weakness.
So faint as to be undetectable that it goes unnoticed unless deliberately checked.
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