Douluo: God-level cheat, invincible as soon as you get out of the mountain

As the pleasure within her reached its peak, Liu Ru let out a silent groan, her body arching, and two ferocious blood wings pierced through her skin and unfolded on her back.

Soon, under her control, it slowly receded, transforming into two dark red lines on her shoulder blades.

After an unknown amount of time, this strange feeling receded like the tide.

Liu Ru slowly opened her eyes.

The world is different.

Darkness is no longer an obstacle, but a welcoming veil.

She can "hear" the heartbeat of small animals a hundred meters away, smell the scent of every speck of dust floating in the air, and sense the faint flow of water inside the pipes.

And in front of him, the familiar aura that shared the same origin as himself.

"elder sister.?"

Liu Ru's voice was tinged with doubt and trembled with disbelief.

At this moment, Liu Xian was wearing a simple black dress. Although her face was still fair, it was not the sickly pale it had been a few days ago.

But those eyes, which had once been filled with tension, were now calm and deep, gleaming with a dark golden luster similar to Liu Ru's, yet more restrained.

"Xiaoru".

Liu Xian spoke, her voice gentle, yet carrying a kind of otherworldly ethereal quality.

Liu Ru suddenly jumped up from the bed.

She was so fast that she startled herself. She almost turned into a blur and pounced in front of Liu Xian, but stopped abruptly just before touching her, looking at her hand helplessly.

Those hands were still fair and slender, but the nails had turned dark red, and the fingertips were shrouded in a faint black mist.

"This is what I am"

But in the next second.

Liu Xian reached out and gently took her sister's hand.

Her hands were also icy cold, yet remarkably steady.

"Little sister, we will never be apart again."

Liu Xian said softly.

She then pulled Liu Ru to a broken mirror.

The girl in the mirror is pale and beautiful, but no longer human.

A dark gold swirled deep within his eyes, his long hair moved without wind, and faint dark red lines beneath his skin seemed to surge like living things.

She stood there, and without her even trying, darkness naturally gathered around her, like her most loyal servant.

What was most astonishing was the power contained within her body—the oppressive aura of a commander-level demon. Although it was deliberately restrained, it still caused the air to freeze.

Liu Ru could sense that with just a thought, she could easily tear apart Nie Dong, whom she had once fought to the death for.

"this is me?"

Liu Ru touched the mirror; her fingertips were icy cold.

"These were all bestowed upon us by Lord Fu Ye."

Liu Xian's voice was full of awe. She turned slightly to look at Fu Ye standing beside her.

"It was Lord Fu Ye who rescued me and granted me the same powerful strength as you."

At this moment, Fu Ye was still dressed in that simple black outfit, and his face did not show any expression.

Liu Ru used to think Fu Ye was very mysterious, but now that she has become a leader-level demon, she has realized that the man in front of her is terrifyingly strong.

The moment Liu Ru saw Fu Ye, she trembled instinctively, just like Liu Xian, who had just adjusted to her body a few days ago.

Not fear.

Rather, it is an uncontrollable awe and submission that lies deep within one's bloodline.

"Lord Fu Ye."

Liu Ru lowered her head.

She finally understood why her sister spoke with such almost reverent respect when she mentioned that name.

Fu Ye nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Liu Ru.

“You adapted faster than your sister, and the power of the demonic potion is more compatible with you than I expected.”

He looked at Liu Ru with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

After all, this woman was the big sister of the dark world in Shanghai in the original work, and one of the few sources of wealth for Mo Fan in the middle of the story.

Liu Xian gently touched her younger sister's arm and whispered a reminder, "Sister, you mustn't be rude to Lord Fu Ye."

Liu Ru was stunned for a moment, then followed her sister's example, kneeling on one knee and placing her left hand on her chest.

"Thank you, Lord Fu Ye, for saving my sister and me as well."

Liu Ru spoke very seriously.

It's clear that she truly respects Fu Ye.

But Fu Ye simply flicked Liu Xian on the forehead.

Liu Xian winced in pain and covered her forehead.

"Ouch!"

"I've said it many times, you don't need to kneel down when you see me. You are my maids, not my slaves."

After saying that, Fu Ye reached out and pinched Lingling's little bottom, which was sitting on his shoulder.

"Hey, do you know that harassing a lively and beautiful girl who is mentally over 18 years old can land you in jail?"

After realizing that Fu Ye was teasing her, Lingling couldn't help but clench her short legs together.

Fu Ye looked at Lingling, who was still acting all haughty, and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips.

He then turned his gaze to Liu Ru and Liu Xian.

"You two can catch up here for now. From now on, you'll follow me around and help me with my official duties."

Having said that, Fu Ye left.

This gave the two sisters enough private space.

Seeing Fu Ye's temporary departure.

Liu Ru finally breathed a long sigh of relief, realizing that cold sweat had seeped out on her back.

It wasn't fear, but rather the instinctive pressure that arose when facing an existence whose bloodline level was far superior to one's own.

"elder sister."

She turned around and hugged Liu Xian tightly, this time without any hesitation.

"I really thought I'd never see you again."

Liu Xian hugged back tightly, her voice trembling slightly.

"I also thought I would never see you again, but fortunately, Lord Fu Ye gave me a second life. Xiao Ru, we are different now than before. From now on, we must work hard for Lord Fu Ye."

"Yeah! I will!"

On the other side, the battle continued and was fierce.

Mo Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, grinned, and his smile was full of wolfish ferocity.

He raised his hand, palm facing up.

"Thunderbolt Dance!"

Three twisted purple bolts of lightning tore through the air like venomous pythons, splitting into nine thinner branches that enveloped all of Nie Dong's escape routes.

This was a mid-level, third-tier lightning magic. Mo Fan had initially struggled to cast it, but under the pressure of life and death, it flowed exceptionally smoothly, with each branch of the spell carrying a cunning killing intent.

Nie Dong shrieked, his blood wings flapped violently behind him, and his body transformed into dozens of blood shadows that scattered in all directions.

But this time, a burst of purple light appeared in Mo Fan's eyes.

"Got you!"

He didn't even try to distinguish which was the real body, but instead clenched his hands together abruptly:

"Gather them!

The nine lightning bolts suddenly turned in the air, converging on one of the seemingly most inconspicuous blood shadows as if defying the laws of physics!
"Holy crap!" Nie Dong was startled by this scene and hastily condensed a blood shield.

"Boom——!!!"

The nine bolts of lightning merged into one, transforming into a thick, purplish-black lightning pillar that slammed fiercely into the blood shield.

“Ahhhhhh——!!!”

Nie Dong's screams echoed through the night sky.

He convulsed as he plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily onto the pile of steel slag below, creating a deep crater and billowing black smoke.

Mo Fan jumped down from the steel frame, panting heavily, and stumbled when he landed on the ground.

That last wave of "polarity manipulation" consumed not only magical energy, but also mental energy. (End of Chapter)