The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

An unnamed rage surged up Zhou Jian's head in an instant.

It seemed as if he was angry at his own incompetence, or perhaps angry at the group of people who were pointlessly throwing their lives away!

"Get out of the way!"

"This is not a place for you!"

He roared and charged forward, sword in hand.

These people are practically throwing their lives away!

However, a hand held him tightly.

Zhou Jian turned around, and a stranger shook his head at him.

"Go help the other two sides; we've taken over this area."

Zhou Jian flung his hand away, his eyes bloodshot.

"No! You are no match for it at all; your attacks can't even hurt this monster!"

The man looked at his fallen companions, but his face showed no sadness; instead, a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true."

Zhou Jian was taken aback by his confident attitude.

As he watched the warriors rushing forward, using their bodies to block the long-tongued ones, an absurd thought popped into his mind.

"Do you... want to stuff it to death?"

The man's smile widened.

"Those who enter the Wasteland Era are not only our official soldiers."

He paused, then added, "And there are also outstanding academicians and students from major medical schools."

"Hehe, don't think that medical students only know how to save lives."

Zhou Jian looked at him with suspicion, then turned to look at the Hidden Light in the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, something was definitely wrong with the Hidden Light.

They've even forgotten how to hide things properly.

Moreover, its movements were noticeably slower.

The long tongue's movements became chaotic and disorderly, swaying from side to side.

Its massive body swayed unsteadily in the shadows, seemingly unable to stand.

Zhou Jian instantly understood.

His face was filled with shock.

"You're hiding poison in your bodies, trying to kill it?"

The man shook his head.

"It's not poison. These monsters are very vigilant. They can detect even the slightest smell of poison, so poison won't work."

He didn't keep us in suspense: "They're all sorts of supplements."

"Those things, if eaten alone or in small amounts, will definitely be fine."

As he spoke, a fanatical look appeared on his face.

"But some things, once combined..."

"It's highly poisonous!"

As he spoke, his confident smile suddenly changed, and a blush appeared on his lips.

His facial features contorted instantly, a sharp pain shot through him, and he clutched his chest tightly.

It's as if this makes me feel a little better.

Zhou Jian quickly helped him up: "Isn't it a tonic? Then how come you still have it...?"

The man forced a smile: "That measurement is for monsters, and I'm not a monster..."

"That really fucking hurts..."

After saying that, he broke free from Zhou Jian's hand.

"I can't go on anymore, I'm running out of time, it's my turn next."

He swallowed the blood in his mouth, suppressed his discomfort, grabbed his battle sword, and charged straight at the front of the crowd, roaring at the Hidden Light, "Disgusting monster, die..."

*Pfft!*

The long tongue pierced his body, and as it dragged him away, it gave a thumbs-up towards Zhou Jian's location...

Zhou Jian stood frozen in place, as if his soul had been ripped out.

The lingering, illusory pain of being pierced by a long tongue seemed to remain in his chest.

But that pain was nothing compared to the impact of what was happening before his eyes.

"fine......"

"Thank goodness... this is just a game..."

"Everything in the future can be changed..."

"This is just a tactical arrangement..."

Despite saying that, Zhou Jian's fists clenched unconsciously.

My fingernails dug deep into my palm, sending a sharp pain through me.

He suddenly raised his head, his gaze fixed on Ni Guang.

"I will absolutely not let that day actually come!"

Immediately, Zhou Jian charged straight at Scarface King!

......

the other side.

Lin Mo's figure darted rapidly through the ruins.

In less than two minutes of maneuvering, he had already burned 28 million source crystals.

Ainz stood still, not in a hurry to pursue.

He slowly picked up a white jade rib that had been knocked away, and with a gentle press, the rib was perfectly embedded back into his chest cavity.

His azure soul flame calmly watched Lin Mo flee in a disheveled state.

"Lava, lightning, ocean, light, destruction, time..."

Ainz Ooal Gown's deep, magnetic voice echoed through the empty ruins.

"It seems that the so-called system is indeed a good thing."

"It actually allows someone as ordinary as you to use so many different powers in such a short time!"

In his words, Ainz Ooal Gown's greed was palpable.

If I had the power to do so, I would surely be able to save him!

Ainz Ooal Gown took a step forward, his tone suddenly turning cold.

"However, borrowed power is ultimately not your own."

"You have no idea what true authority is!"

"Death Realm! Open!"

With a roar from Ainz Ooal Gown, a thick, grayish-white mist, centered on him, spread wildly in all directions like a rising tide!

Wherever the grayish-white mist went, the space seemed to become viscous, light was swallowed up, sound was distorted, and all life was being rapidly stripped away.

Lin Mo felt a chill emanating from his very soul, rushing wildly up his spine.

Without a second thought, he turned and retreated rapidly.

【Run away! 】

The sparrow's shrill cry exploded in his ears.

This is his death zone! Once you're caught in it, you're certain to die!

Lin Mo had no time to talk to him.

He pushed his speed to the limit, leaving afterimages in the wake of the broken walls and ruins.

However, the seemingly slow-moving grayish-white mist spread even faster!

Even more terrifying, a gigantic gray hand, obscuring the sky and sun, materialized from within the thick fog. Ignoring all obstacles, it viciously grabbed at the direction he was fleeing!

That hand was so big it looked like it could crush mountains!

Lin Mo felt like a rabbit being targeted by a falcon, unable to escape the shadow of death no matter where he fled.

Damn it!

The sparrows were so anxious that they kept circling around Lin Mo's ear.

[Didn't you agree to cooperate with that Weaver of Fates? Why hasn't she come to help yet! If she doesn't intervene soon, you're really doomed!]

Lin Mo's face was extremely grim.

But his mind was unusually clear.

"You actually take a verbal agreement seriously?"

He dodged the grasping gray hand with incredible speed while gritting his teeth and responding.

"That woman is probably hiding somewhere, secretly watching me and Ainz Ooal Gown fight to the death!"

"Ideally, we'd both be severely injured, so she can come out and reap the benefits!"

The sparrow's voice carried a hint of confusion.

[So she had her subordinates help you before?]

"Oh."

Lin Mo let out a cold laugh.

"That's just because they don't want me to die too quickly."

"How could she easily discard a pawn that can drain Ainz Ooal Gown's power?"

Lin Mo's words silenced Sparrow instantly.

"but......"

Lin Mo suddenly swerved, narrowly avoiding the five fingers of the large gray hand.

"If you want to comfortably watch the show from the sidelines, you'll have to ask for my permission first!"