Chapter 503
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Chapter 503: Don’t Live Anymore
The nightmare space slowly shattered, and the surrounding environment continued to twist, intertwining between illusion and reality.
Shen Qingzhu picked up the ring on the ground and walked towards the ninth seat at the edge of the altar.
The ninth seat lay on his back, a pool of blood gradually spreading around him. He turned his head to look at Shen Qingzhu as he approached, a faint smile curling his pale lips.
“How are you?” Shen Qingzhu asked, frowning as he looked at the blood pool beneath him.
“I’m not dead yet,” the ninth seat replied weakly.
Shen Qingzhu’s expression relaxed slightly as he sat down beside the ninth seat and pulled two cigarettes from his pocket, offering one to him.
“Are you trying to make me die faster?” the ninth seat said with a hint of melancholy.
Shen Qingzhu silently put both cigarettes back into his pocket. “I’m worried you can’t hold on, and I want you to be a bit more alert.”
“You don’t need to secretly increase the oxygen concentration around me with your abilities. I told you, this injury won’t kill me.”
“Oh.” Shen Qingzhu shrugged. “You knew I was an undercover agent all along?”
“To be honest, you have quite a few flaws.”
“Like what?”
“You’re too kind.” The ninth seat spoke slowly. “In the forest, you secretly saved Bai Li Tu Ming. At the Bai Li building, you helped those young people deal with the ‘Dirge,’ even risking being killed by Zuo Qing to take down Bai Li Xin for them…
And when you were channeling spiritual energy into the altar, your performance was just too fake. I could tell at a glance whether you were genuinely exhausting your spiritual energy.”
“So, when I knocked you out in the courtyard, that was intentional?”
“I went out to shop so many times and couldn’t contact Team 008, so I had to see if you had any tricks up your sleeve.” The ninth seat glanced at the sword mark above him. “I just didn’t expect your trick to be so fierce…”
“Then the stories you told me in the nightclub were all lies?”
“Half true, half false.” The ninth seat paused. “The first half is mostly true; the second half is a backstory I prepared for myself.”
“…Backstory?”
“Otherwise, how could I say your acting isn’t good enough? You didn’t even prepare a complete character background for yourself. If it weren’t for the confidence of the ‘Murmur’ in its soul contract and my cover for you, your identity would have been exposed long ago.”
“…”
Shen Qingzhu thought of the several tests from the seventh seat and sighed helplessly.
Indeed, in his eagerness to completely eliminate the ‘Believers,’ he had been a bit too hasty. If it weren’t for the ninth seat always covering for him, his identity could have really been exposed.
“However, none of this matters anymore.” The ninth seat looked at the gradually appearing figures of Lin Qiye and others in the illusion, smiling as he spoke. “Your time walking in darkness has come to an end…
You can return to the light now.”
“And you?” Shen Qingzhu turned to look at him.
“I don’t know yet.” The ninth seat shook his head. “I want to go out and find the president, but I don’t have the ability to walk in the fog, so I can only wait for them to come back… But that’s fine; I have enough money saved up to squander. Even if I go to nightclubs every day to find girls, I can enjoy it for seventy years.”
“…”
Shen Qingzhu looked at the ninth seat’s serious demeanor and silently swallowed back the words he had originally prepared to mock him with.
Bang—!
With a soft sound, the surrounding nightmare completely shattered, and the once chaotic battlefield reappeared before the two.
In that instant, a strong sense of weightlessness enveloped Shen Qingzhu and the ninth seat.
Shen Qingzhu’s body began to float automatically, while the ninth seat, along with the altar beneath him, also started to drift towards the sky…
“What is this…” Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly and looked up.
Large boulders floated in the sky, and in the center of the steel clouds, a figure enveloped in electric light hovered there. Around him, figures continuously shattered the boulders beneath their feet, using the force to propel themselves into the sky.
Swoosh—!!
A blinding golden beam pierced the sky as the third seat transformed into lightning, constantly spinning in the air to evade these attacks. With a gentle wave of his hand, a torrential rain of metal began to pour down from the steel clouds above.
“Chaos of the Universe!”
Under Bai Li Pangpang, a massive yin-yang diagram unfolded. His hand seemed to grasp a button in the void, suddenly rotating in the opposite direction.
The countless metal fragments froze in mid-air.
Disarm!
At the same time, a wave of darkness rapidly engulfed the entire sky.
Lin Qiye slowly clenched his left fist, and the metal fragments frozen in the air were all eroded by the darkness, twisting like dough. Then he raised his right hand, wielding a white long knife, and swung it in the air.
The snow-white blade shadows intertwined in front of Lin Qiye.
With each sound of the blade ringing, hundreds of metal fragments in the air were instantly sliced into fine debris, scattering in the air.
The third seat frowned slightly, just as he was about to do something, his body suddenly trembled!
He could clearly feel that deep within his soul, a contract closely tied to him was quietly unraveling…
Immediately after, his soul began to wither rapidly!
His complexion turned extremely pale.
“Lord Murmur… how is this possible… how can this be?!” The third seat was well aware of what this anomaly meant, and an unprecedented fear appeared in his eyes.
Once the soul contract was signed, his soul was completely bound to Murmur, unable to betray or escape. If Murmur’s soul were erased, he would naturally vanish as well.
Murmur is dead?!
He suddenly looked down and saw the broken gray-white altar slowly rising from the ground due to weightlessness, with a severely injured ninth seat lying on it.
Shen Qingzhu was stepping on the air, rushing towards this place.
He did not see Murmur’s figure.
But… why were the ninth seat and Shen Qingzhu unharmed?!
He stared blankly at the ninth seat and Shen Qingzhu for a moment before realizing a certain possibility, his eyes filled with intense unwillingness and rage!
“You are undercover?!” He glared at Shen Qingzhu, almost shouting, “You killed Lord Murmur?!”
Buzz—!
The nine black vortices behind him trembled and began to collapse, while the gravity disrupting the entire battlefield also started to become chaotic.
The steel clouds suspended in the sky were gradually descending.
The third seat’s soul had already begun to wither, and his mental energy collapsed along with it, making it impossible for these forbidden ruins to continue.
Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, not denying it.
At this point, everything no longer needed to be concealed.
“Damn it! Damn it! You killed him! I have to die too!!” The third seat’s face twisted in rage, like a terrorist pushed to a dead end, his body trembling with fury.
His gaze swept around, finally landing on the gray-white altar.
It seemed he thought of something, and madness flickered in his eyes.
“If I die… none of you will survive!!”
