Chapter 122.
Tang Yu didn't hesitate and pushed the door open.
The room was completely enclosed and the furnishings were extremely simple. In the middle was a large red sofa, which looked black against the dim blue light.
A tall man was lying lazily on the sofa, and his posture was not elegant at all.
The snow-white silk shirt was a little loose, highlighting her thin figure, and her fair face was blindfolded by a black silk cloth.
Tang Yu had seen this person many times and was not unfamiliar to him.
"Xilla." Tang Yu said the man's name expressionlessly.
Silla slowly sat up from the sofa, her eyes seemed to fall on Tang Yu's face through the black silk.
The corners of his mouth were raised, full of malice.
“Welcome home!”
Tang Yu squeezed the thorn whip in his hand and looked carefully at Xila's eyebrows and eyes. The strange feeling of familiarity finally had an answer.
"Should I call you Lin Shiyi or Specimen X-09?"
Xila's eyebrows slightly raised, not at all surprised that Tang Yu knew the truth. Instead, he sneered viciously like a child whose prank was exposed.
"Ha! You are really useless. So many people can't keep an eye on Containment X-09, and it was even taken by a little kid."
The corners of Xila's mouth raised high, but suddenly and nervously retracted quickly.
"You know, that kid knew he was in trouble when he swallowed the containment object. He saw so many people die, and I don't know how guilty he felt. In order to make up for his mistake, the idiot even sold his soul to the Lord, hahahaha..."
Sheila narrated what happened in the tone of a bystander, and laughed as she spoke, as if it was a very interesting thing.
Tang Yu watched him go crazy in silence, and suddenly asked, "So it was your so-called master who caused Lin Shiyi to take away the X-09 object?"
Silla was not surprised that she could guess it, and she had no intention of hiding it, so he nodded and admitted it directly.
Containment object X-09 has extremely strict containment measures. With Lin Shiyi's level, it is impossible for him to come into contact with that thing.
There is only one explanation, that is, Lin Shiyi was bewitched and accomplished this task with the support of some mysterious power.
Afterwards, Lin Shiyi sold his soul to the "Lord" out of extreme guilt. He tried to make up for his mistakes, but judging from the current results, he seemed to have been severely deceived by the so-called "Lord".
"So Lin Shiyi is dead? What are you now?" Tang Yu asked immediately.
Xila stood up, and the light cast his shadow over Tang Yu. He lowered his head and looked at Tang Yu, who was a head shorter than him, with an expression as if he was looking at a caught prey.
"Can't you see? I'm still eleven!" Silla laughed exaggeratedly and said, "I am the Lord's agent on earth!"
Before Silla finished speaking, the whole room suddenly fell into sticky darkness.
Asphalt-like liquid oozed from the ceiling, countless eyeballs bulged and emerged on the wall, and dark golden patterns floated in the cold blue light.
Thousands of overlapping whispers echoed in the air, like countless believers kneeling and praying at the end of the abyss.
"Do you smell it?" Xila pulled off the silk ribbon covering her eyes, and there was an eternal dark cloud in her pupils. "This is the Holy Communion before the coming of my Lord—"
A black thread was wrapped around his fingertips, and the end of the thread was connected to Tang Yu's heart. "Kneel down devoutly and accept the Lord's gift!"
Xila looked down at the bound Tang Yu, her brows full of determination.
Last time, he wanted to convert Tang Yu in the copy "Police Station Investigation", but failed.
This time, with the help of the Lord's power, he didn't believe he would fail again.
He had already said that they were the same kind of people, so she should stand by his side.
Tang Yu only felt that her heart was being grabbed tightly, and everything happened so fast that she had no time to react.
The pain that came from her soul spread throughout her body. She instinctively covered her throat and tried to breathe deeply. At the same time, black vein-like lines appeared under her skin.
Those lines moved like living things, gathering into mysterious and complex star marks on the surface of her skin. A pale flame rose from those star marks.
Xila's dark pupils suddenly shrank into needle points, and three of the black threads wrapped around Tang Yu's heart suddenly broke.
The densely packed eyeballs on the wall exploded one after another, and the splashing mucus condensed into a tangled black cloud in the air.
"How could it be! You clearly have already..." The expression of asking for a beating on Xila's face cracked for the first time. The extreme shock made him feel his throat tighten, and he had difficulty saying the rest of the words.
He knows the power of the Lord too well!
It was a powerful existence that was simply incomprehensible. It was precisely because Sheela had witnessed the power of the "Lord" that she was willing to submit to the Lord.
But why is it that even with the power of the "Lord", she cannot be transformed?
Why? !
Silla watched the girl kneeling on one knee tearing the threads bit by bit. The threads with strong corrosive power seemed so fragile in her hands.
At this moment, he even forgot to stop it.
What force is strong enough to oppose the Lord?
unless......
Tang Yu really shocked Xi La, but she didn't act as relaxed as she looked.
At this moment, she felt as if her head was fissioning thousands of times, as if an invisible blade was cutting her soul into pieces.
She wanted to stand up, but her legs had completely lost the strength to support her.
After trying several times, Tang Yu simply stretched out his legs and sat on the ground.
She looked at Silla, and even though she had to crane her neck to talk to her, she was not inferior in momentum.
Instead, Tang Yu just sat there, looking like a policeman interrogating a prisoner.
"So, so many people died in the S-level copy 'Abyss', including Wilde's rebellion later, all because of you?"
Xila said nothing, but just looked at Tang Yu silently. It was difficult to read any emotion in those dark eyes without pupils.
But Tang Yu knew clearly that Xila had acquiesced. Just as he said, he was both Xila who had merged with containment object X-09 and Lin Shiyi.
The little boy had been her playmate since childhood, and it was difficult for Tang Yu to hide his expression.
Tang Yu touched the gear of fate on his wrist and asked, "The second S-level copy, 'Labyrinth', was also your work. My teammates died because of you. Why did you do all this?"
"for what?"
Xila quickly got over his shock. He looked into Tang Yu's silver-gray eyes and sneered, "Of course, it makes you realize how useless your so-called teammates and compatriots are!"
He bent down and faced Tang Yu: "If you hang out with those rubbish, you will end up dead."
Tang Yu stared at Xila for a long time before saying, "So you choose not to be a human being because you are afraid of death? Just because of such a humble and cowardly reason?"
"you!"
Without waiting for Xila to finish speaking, Tang Yu whipped him in the face.
Xila had anticipated Tang Yu's move when she raised her hand, and he stood up and stepped back three meters.
The attack that was thought to have no chance of hitting the target suddenly tore through space and came with a sharp sound of wind.
Blood instantly burst out from Xila's left shoulder.
He turned his head angrily and looked at his wound. This body was different from his many clones. The pain in the wound could be felt directly.
What’s more important is that for some reason, Silla couldn’t heal the torn wound caused by the strange whip.
At this time, Tang Yu had already stood up from the ground. Her silver-gray eyes were full of coldness. Without waiting for Xila to react, she raised her hand and whipped her for the second time.
Xila had suffered a loss once, so this time he didn't hide and fought directly against him.
He grabbed a pitch-black sword from the black fog above his head. The sword was surrounded by complex black lines, which was a symbol of power bestowed by the Lord.
Shira tried to cut the damn whip with the sword, but he found that he couldn't do it.
Tang Yu was not annoyed at all when his attack was blocked. He retracted the whip and swung it a third time.
"Is that all you can do?" Xila took the opportunity to mock him.
Tang Yu didn't respond to him at all, just kept cracking the whip.
"This is for those innocent people who died."
"This is for Tang En."
"This is for Lin Shiyi."
"This is for the dean."
......
The thorn whip that integrates the power of distortion carries the power to distort the rules, and Sheila needs to consume her energy every time she blocks.
But he knew that no matter how powerful Tang Yu was, every attack she made would still cause a considerable burden.
Since neither side can do anything to the other, let’s compete in consumption. Whoever falls first loses!
But ideas are ultimately no match for reality.
Before Xila could wait for Tang Yu to be exhausted to death, she was already beaten to a pulp.
Although he was able to block the attack from the whip, the tearing energy carried by the whip would still affect him from time to time.
Even though he was under the power of the Lord, he was unable to heal the wounds that kept opening.
Gradually, Xila almost turned into a bloody man.
Thousands of tiny lacerations covered his body, causing intensive pain like ant bites. Although not fatal, it was quite insulting.
“That’s enough!”
When Tang Yu swung the whip, Xila grabbed the tail of the whip, and his palm was cut by the sharp thorns on the whip.
The palm of Silla's hand holding the whip tail made a sizzling sound as the skin and flesh were burning. The dark pupils suddenly cracked into tiny gaps, and disordered dark energy like tentacles extended from them.
"Those idiots are dead, so why bother pretending to be a savior?"
The remaining eyeballs on the ceiling exploded one after another, and black mist dripped onto the dark red carpet, surging like a living thing.
Tang Yu suddenly let go of the whip handle, and Xila stumbled backwards unexpectedly.
She stepped forward slowly, and the twisting force formed a vacuum around her feet, forcing a path through the surging black fog.
"Your so-called master is nothing but a coward who dares not even show his face. You betrayed humanity simply because you were bewitched by him. All these disasters are caused by you."
"Ha! You are such a fool who knows nothing! All this was destined to happen. He! He! Has long been eyeing this pure land. Do you think those people would not die without me!?"
Xila grinned and sneered at Tang Yu's naivety. From the wounds of all sizes on his body, pitch-black mist like asphalt began to seep out.
The power of the "Lord"'s blessing began to fail.
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