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Li Zhen's skull was half crushed, and some of her brain matter spilled out.

Her mind went blank for a moment, but Li Zhen, who should have been in a state of extreme weakness, suddenly began to struggle violently.

"Old man!"

In a hazy state, the image that initially couldn't be matched with the shadow in my heart due to the incompatibility of their personalities began to gradually fit together.

Until they completely overlap.

Li Zhen gripped Cui Ge's wrists with both hands and began to exert force frantically.

The bones pierced through the flesh and skin, and the fingernails were completely torn off.

Ten pale white finger bones, covered in flesh and tendons, bit into Trigger's wrist, like ten steel nails being forced into a solid wooden board by continuous high pressure.

"I've been dreaming of killing you too, you old bastard!"

Hearing Li Zhen's roar that transcended the storm of time, the Emperor's expression remained unreadable on his face, which was covered by an iron shovel-shaped mask, but his arms, which had been crossed over his chest, unknowingly loosened.

"What kind of monster is this?"

In reality, the Emperor's situation was far from as easy as Li Zhen believed. Maintaining the simultaneous presence of Cui Ge and Emperor Zhen Te was already quite taxing on his energy and stamina.

That's why Li Zhen was able to hold out for so long when facing an opponent far stronger than himself and another opponent of similar strength.

The young emperor was almost entirely under his control, with every possible branch of time that might present other choices or distractions being eliminated, forcing the young emperor to run wildly under the sole choice of fighting Li Zhen to the death.

But the burly old man, Cui Ge, whom he had sifted out from the pseudo-infinite possibilities, was someone whose origins he didn't really recognize.

The Emperor didn't dare to do that.

Even if he only possessed pure physical strength, Old Trevor's existence was still substantial and carried considerable weight.

Choosing to arbitrarily prune Trigger's branches at any time will increase the energy consumption rate to a terrifying level.

The Emperor was unwilling to do so; he still wanted to accumulate enough special energy to replicate his potential to evolve into a Silent Being once again.

For the Emperor, the only hope for catching up with the Parallax Demon and embarking on the path of time travel lies in the evolution of the Silence.

The Emperor himself could not do it.

So he could only let Old Cui Ge and Li Zhen start catching up and chatting as they fought, until Li Zhen was at an absolute disadvantage and could die at any moment. Only then did he hurriedly eliminate the young emperor's existence in time, leaving only Old Cui Ge.

But they've only exchanged a few words? How come Li Zhen, who was previously powerless to resist, has suddenly become so enraged that she can break free of Cui Ge's grip?

Recalling the memories Mo Cun left him, the Emperor frowned and sighed.

"Not only can they evolve over time, but they can also erupt with their emotions... How come such a terrifying race wasn't recruited by the Lamp Ring Legion?"

Of course, this was just a casual complaint from the Emperor.

If Li Zhen really is wearing a ring, then he's the one with a headache now.

On the other side, Li Zhen finally broke free from Cui Ge's grasp. On her half-shattered head, several clumps of pink brain matter stained with blood were floating around, slowly swimming back to the gap in Li Zhen's brain as if they were alive.

Cui Ge raised his arm and glanced at the several bloody cuts that Li Zhen had torn along his forearm, starting from his wrist, with Li Zhen's broken finger bones embedded at the ends.

Approval finally appeared in his eyes.

"That's it! That's how it should be!"

Cui Ge lowered his arm and looked at Li Zhen as if he were looking at some rare treasure.

"Whether you prefer to pursue pure strength to the end, or learn those complex acrobatics, I've never really cared..."

Please visit...to see the latest chapter! Address: dEqixs.oRg Cui Ge began to tense the muscles in his forearm to stop the bleeding.

What disappoints me about you is your eyes.

"Just like Craig and the others back then, I can see it in their eyes—that feeling of drifting away from Witrum's glory—and you've gone even further than them!"

Old Cui Ge raised his hand and covered his chest, as if he were experiencing genuine heartache.

"They want to give Witrum a different life, but it doesn't matter to me anymore. Mark is better than me, he..."

Li Zhen, who was supposed to take advantage of Old Cui Ge's reminiscing about the past to try to heal herself, suddenly shouted and interrupted him.

Before Old Cui could even feel surprised, he saw Li Zhen charging towards him with her head covered in shattered brain matter.

This is an extremely irrational act!

Li Zhen was like a madman. All ten of his fingers had lost flesh and broken bones in the struggle to break free, but he still clenched his bloody empty fist and smashed it into Cui Ge's chest.

This Treig is not the Treig he knows!

Finally, taking advantage of his semi-conscious and near-death state, he managed to bring his imagined enemy to the forefront.

How could she let this old man continue saying things that were out of Li Zhen's mind? With half of her brains gone, Li Zhen, unusually, entered a state of irrationality.

He just wanted to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to unleash his 'battle maniac' personality, which he might never have shown again.

There was no fear, no retreat, and no concern about whether they could win or lose before going in.

Li Zhen's fist, now missing five fingers, slammed into Old Cui Ge's chest.

With a snap.

Li Zhen's fist exploded.

More bone fragments and blood flew out.

A little blood splattered into Trigger's mouth.

Half a tendon hung from Trigger's mostly white beard.

Originally intending to step back and let Li Zhen heal herself for a while, Cui Ge subconsciously licked the blood that had gotten on the corner of his mouth.

Then he saw Li Zhen's only remaining eye.

"Come on!" Li Zhen said, raising her other fist as she vomited blood.

"Stop with the nonsense, if you still remember that damned Witrum Glory!"

A smile, even more subtle than Batman's, suddenly appeared on Old Trevor's face, a face that had been steady and composed for countless years.

He raised his fists, clasped them together, and slammed them down on Li Zhen.

Although the Emperor was annoyed by Li Zhen's indestructible nature, he couldn't help but stare at him intently.

He always believed that he was in an absolutely advantageous position.

Even if Cui Ge ultimately fails to kill Li Zhen, by then, Li Zhen's condition will only allow him to manipulate her at will.

A shadow suddenly appeared behind the Emperor.

Jason emerged from within, his hands silently striking towards the Emperor's head.

The area that covered Amord's shoulder armor had receded somewhat, and some silver metal covered Jason's arm.

As long as I can touch it, as long as I can break through the Emperor's protective time field.

Jason would then be able to steal the technology contained within the Emperor's armor. "Possibility Elimination."

Just a second before he was about to touch the back of the Emperor's head, Jason felt a blur before his eyes.

The Emperor had vanished without a trace, and the shadow beneath him, which relied on material to block out the light, had completely disappeared.

Jason was cut in half at the waist, his strength rapidly draining away as he plummeted downwards.