The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

"Greetings, Lord War God!"

At the far end of the conference table, Blood Fox rested her chin on one hand, her smile both gentle and malicious.

She wore Leng Xixi's face.

Behind it, however, were nine blood-red fox tails, swaying slowly amidst the lightning.

"Please have a seat."

Blood Fox raised a hand, gesturing for people to proceed.

In the top-floor conference room of the Leng Group, glass was shattered all over the floor.

The torrential rain was swept in by the strong wind, soaking the long table and Lu Ming's shoulders.

He did not sit.

He stood before the shattered French windows, slowly raising his blood-red broadsword, the tip pointing directly at the end of the conference table.

Countless viewers were stunned as they watched the broadcast across the country.

"Holy crap, isn't that Leng Xixi?"

Why does she have a tail?

"Can't you see that, upstairs? This is clearly possession!"

"I knew it! How could someone with Leng Xixi's stupid brain come up with such a vicious plan as having the demon kill the God of War's sister first!"

"Tsk..."

"So it was that beast, Blood Fox!"

Inside the meeting room.

Lu Ming's eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth.

"Blood Fox".

His voice was very low, as if it were squeezed out from the deepest part of his chest.

"Today, I won't let you escape again."

"escape?"

Blood Fox seemed to have heard something amusing.

It withdrew its hand, put one foot on the edge of the chair, leaned back, and crossed its legs on the conference table.

That posture was extremely frivolous.

"If I really wanted to run away, would I still be here waiting for you?"

It tilted its head, and the mockery in its eyes almost overflowed.

"Besides, if that old bastard Ye Long hadn't arrived in time..."

Blood Fox paused deliberately.

It stared at Lu Ming's hand holding the knife, its smile deepening.

"Do you think you still have the chance to stand here and shout those words at me?"

The veins on the back of Lu Ming's hand bulged out little by little.

The blade trembled slightly, and raindrops falling on its surface were instantly shattered into a fine mist by the killing intent.

"Come, come..."

The blood fox stretched its neck and tapped its throat with its fingertip.

"Cut it here."

The crimson fox stripes on its face lit up inch by inch, crawling across Leng Xixi's fair skin like living creatures.

That beautiful face, covered by demonic markings, looked both eerie and glaring.

"Oh, right."

Blood Fox added with a smile.

Just a heads up.

"If I strike with this knife, your sister will die too."

Lu Ming's fingers tightened suddenly as he gripped the knife.

At the hilt, the metal emitted a soft creaking sound as if it were about to break under the weight.

Almost simultaneously, Lin Fan's urgent voice came through the tactical headset.

A small window immediately appears in the lower right corner of the broadcast console.

In the footage, a helicopter is seen speeding low in the air before a rainstorm.

Inside the cabin, on a stretcher, the girl lay curled up, unconscious.

Her hair was dry and yellow, and she was so thin that she could barely fill out her clothes. In her pale eyes, one could still vaguely see a trace of her former beauty.

But at this moment, that face was covered with eerie blood-red markings.

The blood-red lines spread from her brow to her neck, then disappeared into the depths of her collar, flickering with her faint breaths.

Lin Fan sat beside the stretcher.

Several golden needles hung between his fingers.

But this time, he hesitated to put the needle down.

For the first time, those eyes, which were usually so gentle and steady, revealed a clear hint of unease.

He pressed his other hand on the tactical headset.

"Lu Ming!"

"Your sister... has indeed been subjected to a symbiotic spell."

"Furthermore, this spell is of an extremely high level, at least an eighth-level forbidden spell."

"The source is most likely the nine-tailed demon saint from a hundred years ago."

Lin Fan kept his voice very low.

"All attacks suffered by the one who casts the curse will be returned to the one who is cursed."

"Even if my master came, it would take him two days to break this spell."

He paused.

"Therefore, capture them alive if possible."

When these words were sent into the live stream, the chat exploded with comments.

"Grass!"

"That damned beast, all he ever does is resort to these despicable tricks."

"Can't we come up with something new? Like running up and yelling, 'Huang Tiandi, come on! Let's fight one-on-one! I'll see if I don't kill you!'"

"Pfft—Dude upstairs, was your pun intentional or not? Are you really that afraid of getting into trouble?"

"Aren't you afraid? Then come and try!"

"Cough cough... Ha,"

"I think this blood fox knows that there's a creator god-like being here."

"We can't win in a fight, and we can't kill them, so we might as well just give up and not run away."

"It has bound its life to the Goddess of War's sister; this is probably its last resort."

"However, considering the current situation, this move is indeed ruthless!"

"Even the God of War is on the verge of collapse. If we don't strike him down, his martial spirit might become unstable!"

"but……"

"If he cuts down, it means he killed his own sister with his own hands!"

"Sigh, hurry and invite the Desolate Heavenly Emperor..."

"I doubt we can get them to come!"

"I bet Blood Fox is betting that the Desolate Emperor won't intervene and that the God of War will have to settle this score himself, which is why he's acting so recklessly!"

High above Nanjing.

Ye Chuhao held Xingyao in his arms, gazing into the distance in the direction of the Leng Group.

Xingyao's fingers gently gripped the hem of his clothes.

She didn't say anything.

She knew that if the squad leader were to deliver the blow for Lu Ming, Lu Ming would never be able to swallow his anger.

Some grudges can be settled by others.

But I cannot end his life.

In the conference room.

Lu Ming's breathing became heavier.

Through the headset, Lin Fan was still urgently reminding them.

"Lu Ming, calm down."

"Don't act impulsively."

"Capture it alive. If I can capture it alive, I'll have a chance to figure out what to do."

"Did you hear me?"

"Lu Ming!"

Blood Fox seemed to be able to hear the voice in the earpiece.

It covered its mouth and chuckled softly.

"Can't cut it down?"

It slowly rose from the chair and stepped barefoot across the edge of the conference table.

"Lu Ming, oh Lu Ming."

"You still have a weakness after all."

"You are no longer the invincible war god you once were."

Lu Ming did not answer.

His knife was still pointed at Blood Fox.

But the greatsword that had once slain the demon king, suppressed the northern border, and never hesitated to strike was now, for the first time, suspended in mid-air.

Many images flashed before his eyes.

Under the overpass, his younger sister hid behind him and called out to him, "Brother!"

In the snowstorm of the North, comrades fell one by one.

In the video, Blood Fox scratches her sister's face with the tip of her claws.

He wanted to kill.

He wanted to chop the demon in front of him into pieces more than anyone else.

If the blade had moved just half an inch further, my sister would have died.

That was the person he had been searching for for ten years.

Blood Fox's smile grew brighter as he watched Lu Ming's reaction.

It turned around and walked to the broken French windows.

From this direction, you can overlook the entire city of Nanjing.

The distant mountains and forests are dilapidated.

The water vapor on the river surface had not yet dissipated.

The great array at the edge of the city was still glowing.

The forty-nine great demon kings fled in different directions, but in the end, none of them managed to escape.

Everywhere in this city, there are traces left by Class 9.

"Originally..."

Blood Fox had his back to Lu Ming, his voice tinged with regret.

I wanted to let you experience it for yourself.

"The pain of knowing the ending yet being unable to change anything."

It tilted its head and looked towards the direction of the suburban mountains and forests.

"I never imagined that the cow, which seemed so tough on the surface, was actually so afraid of death."

"But..."

Blood Fox slowly turned around.

It had Leng Xixi's face on its back, and the corners of its mouth were slowly widening into a grin.

That face should have been aloof and proud.

But at this moment, its laughter revealed a viciousness akin to that of a venomous snake.

"I suddenly realized that's so boring."

"You're used to being blackmailed by your sister, aren't you?"