Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

"But nobody dares to gamble on whether that button is real or fake."

"hehe."

Huanlong's voice came from the center of the arena, carrying a mocking, condescending tone.

"Liaoyuan, if you don't want this little fox to fall apart, you'd better listen to me obediently!"

The enormous fist in the sky stopped abruptly above Scott's head, trembling as if it were using all its strength to suppress the urge to strike.

The sound of its tail emanated from the center of the flames, as if it were gritting its teeth.

"Illusion, one day I'll devour you alive!"

"Let's see if you can control this body and prevent your consciousness from dissipating."

Huanlong chuckled softly, his gaze sweeping over the faces of everyone present.

The game remained deadlocked.

If these people attack Scott, whom she controls, immediately, then she'll be truly helpless.

But by this time the message had already spread, and as time went on, she would only grow stronger.

Let it be a stalemate. As long as we can stall for enough time, the tail can't control this form for long.

And she will grow stronger and stronger, strong enough to crush all these people, and then wait for the true illusion to arrive and devour the Wildfire.

Just then, Huo Huo's eyelids twitched.

She opened her eyes, her pupils dilated for a moment, and then slowly, very slowly, focused.

She glanced around, observing the situation.

"Grandpa Tail..."

Her voice was very soft.

Su Chang was the first to notice that Huo Huo was awake, and her eyes lit up.

"Huo Huo! How are you?"

Everyone looked at her.

Huo Huo shook her head, propped herself up on the ground and sat up. Her head was still a little dizzy, but she had already figured out the situation in the field.

"Huo Huo is fine."

She paused for a moment,

"Big Tail Master...why don't you attack him?"

Yanqing opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He didn't know how to describe the current situation.

Blade crossed his arms over his chest.

"Huanlong has tampered with you and is using you to threaten and spread rumors."

Huo Huo was stunned for a moment.

She looked down at herself, then looked up at the ball of fire in the sky, then at the black remote control in Scott's hand, and understood what was going on.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out.

Her eyes reddened, but she didn't cry.

Just then, a silvery-white projection appeared in the sky above the Industrial Construction Division.

White hair, a golden wheelchair, a longbow in his hand, and a beam of light already formed on the bowstring.

Everyone present saw the projection, and then everyone felt the gaze.

"The Emperor's Bow and Fate?"

"The Emperor's Bow!?"

"Heavenly Bow..."

Huo Huo stared at the projection, at the white-haired boy sitting in the golden wheelchair, and at the longbow gleaming with a cold light.

Her eyes reddened further, but her gaze became even more resolute.

She took a deep breath, then looked up at the towering flames that blotted out the sky, and shouted with all her might.

"Master Tail!"

"Don't worry about me! Please, Huo Huo, you must stop Huanlong!"

The flames in the sky suddenly leaped.

".....What did you say?"

"I'll tell you!"

Huo Huo's voice grew louder, and her eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

"Don't worry about me! Huo Huo can take care of herself!"

Yanqing took a step forward and reached out his hand to Huo Huo.

“Huo Huo..…”

"Don't come any closer!"

Huo Huo's voice rose a few decibels as she pushed Yan Qing's hand away, then broke free from Su Chang's grasp and ran off alone into the distance.

She looked up at the ball of fire in the sky, her voice trembling.

"Master Tail! I will never regret saving you back then!"

"Grandpa Tail isn't a menace! Grandpa Tail is Huo Huo's family!"

The flames in the sky fell silent.

The sound of its tail came out, carrying a sense of calm.

Beneath that calm surface lies something indescribable and inexplicable.

"...I understand."

"Fine, I'll go down and join you!"

At the same time, the blade moved.

His figure emerged from the shadows, moving so fast that only a black afterimage could be seen. His sword was drawn, and a dark red light tore through the air as it slashed towards Scott.

“Huo Huo..…”

Yun Li and Yan Qing exchanged a glance.

They did not stop Huo Huo, because they, like Huo Huo, were determined to die.

"Even if I die in this battle, I must not betray Huo Huo's determination!"

"Yanqing, let's all come at him together!"

"it is good!"

Yanqing and Yunli exchanged a glance and then flanked him from the side. Yanqing's sword flashed silver, and Yunli's greatsword brought up a gust of wind. The three attacks fell on Scott at the same time.

Huanlong's pupils contracted; she hadn't expected these people to actually disregard Huo Huo's safety and attack her directly.

Just then,

Li Sushang finally opened her eyes.

She brought her sword fingers together, the lingering aura of sword energy still clinging to them. Her gaze fell on Su Chang's face, and she spoke, her voice calm.

"So that's how it is; it's a kind of delusion deep within the heart."

"Su Chang, use a Command Spell."

Su Chang, who was about to chase after Huo Huo, paused in her tracks. She looked down at the Command Seal on the back of her hand. Without hesitation, she used one. A beam of light shot out from the back of her hand and entered Li Su Chang's body.

Li Sushang closed her eyes.

Her aura changed; it was no longer the gentle, tentative tone she had used before, but something purer and sharper, as if something within her had awakened and then spoken.

"The Plain Skirt and the Void Sword Heart are divided into four layers: Still Water, Dustless, Bright Mirror, and Void."

Her voice was very soft.

"By combining the Sword Heart of the Great Void with the Sword Intent of the Great Void, one can dispel illusions and achieve a mind as clear as a lake."

"Next, you need to really feel it."

Su Chang scratched her head, not quite understanding what it meant.

"what?"

Li Sushang chuckled softly, raising her sword fingers together.

"The divine is the ultimate in transformation, the wondrous being of all things, which cannot be described by form."

"The sword energy of the Great Void, imbued with divine essence."

Chapter 266 But killing is a bit too evil.

The moment Li Sushang raised her sword fingers, time seemed to freeze for a second.

Her sword finger wasn't pointed at anyone; it was simply held upright in front of her.

Su Chang stood beside her, holding a sword in her hand, watching Li Su Chang's back, and suddenly felt that this "self" had become somewhat unfamiliar.

It wasn't the kind of unfamiliarity that comes from "I don't know her," but rather the kind of unfamiliarity that comes from "I didn't realize she could be so strong."

The sword energy emanated from Li Sushang's fingertips, spreading out like a silent ripple across the bodies of everyone present.

There was no sound, no vibration, not even a breeze.

But wherever the light passed, everything became clear.

Su Chang looked down at her hand. One of the Command Seals on the back of her hand was missing, and the pale gold lines shone slightly in the sunlight.

She looked up at the field again, her gaze landing on Scott.

Huanlong's finger was pressing down on the button.

Then, nothing happened.

Huo Huo was still running in the distance, without looking back. Her figure was surrounded by an invisible golden barrier and a phantom of sword energy.

She paused for a moment, then pressed the button again.

Or nothing has happened.

Her pupils contracted, and she abruptly looked up at Li Sushang.

What did you do?

Li Sushang did not answer.

Her sword finger was still raised in front of her, the silvery-white light still flickering, but the corner of her mouth curved slightly.

"A mind as still as water, as clear as a mirror and as calm as a lake!"

Huanlong looked down at her hands.

Scott's body began to tremble slightly. His mouth was moving as if he were saying something, but the sound was muffled, as if something was blocking it.

Huanlong wanted to regain control of the body, but she found that her "control" was being pushed away inch by inch.

A will that did not belong to her surged from deep within Scott's body, weak but firm.

"My whole life, Scott's..."

Scott's voice came out intermittently, squeezed out from the illusion.

"He's done petty theft, corruption, selling official positions—he's done them all to some extent..."

Huanlong's pupils suddenly contracted.

"How could a mere mortal possibly withstand my will?"

Scott's voice grew louder.