The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Meanwhile, in another world, in a deep canyon abyss that seems to be shrouded in endless, faint black mist.

Amidst the endless fog, illusory figures with expressions ranging from ecstatic joy to sorrowful despair, lustful desire, or terrified drift by from time to time.

Just then, the fog suddenly began to vibrate, and the phantoms suddenly scattered and fled in the dark fog like a swarm of startled moths, disappearing into the crevices deep in the canyon.

Suddenly, the abyss fell silent; even the mist itself seemed to hold its breath.

The next moment, a hoarse voice, seemingly both male and female, old and young, as if countless voices carrying different emotions were overlapping, exploded from the bottom of the abyss!

Those phantoms that couldn't escape were directly shattered into fragments by the sound, and then regrouped in a distant corner a moment later.

"You scoundrel!!! How dare you steal my authority!!!"

. . .

The deepest, darkest realms, a place of convergence.

On the city walls of various strongholds, the emotions of the torchbearers were all fluctuating wildly.

From the initial relaxation when the pale blue figure appeared, to the terror when it suddenly disappeared, to the deep worry when the black-clad figure was controlled, and finally to the shock when everything fell silent after the overwhelming crimson light shone brightly.

The ground outside the stronghold had been blasted into a huge crater, almost like a lava pit, by the crimson sword energy, with the soil and rocks at the edges still emitting white steam.

Old Wei leaned against the edge of the wall, gazing at the fading crimson afterglow, the afterimage of the sword light still lingering in his pupils.

"The boundaries of this energy fluctuation are completely imperceptible."

"It already has a hint of the feeling that my aunt used to drown countless corpses when she took action."

"Hiss, is Xiao You already approaching the level her aunts and the others have reached?"

"Okay! Okay!"

"After all this time, is there finally someone who can lead humanity on the path of counterattack?"

Thinking this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Old Wei's eyes.

. . .

"good!!!"

"That disgusting bastard, Lust, should be fucked to death like this!!!"

The weak, hoarse voice of the God of Beasts echoed in Wu You's mind again, the excitement from the ups and downs still lingering in his tone.

It is clear that He harbors a deep hatred for the God of Lust.

As he said this, his slightly weak and hoarse voice paused: "But you've been hiding your true colors well!"

"Isn't it only possible to go up to the fourteenth level?"

"How did I suddenly jump to the fifteenth step?"

"And that sword strike already showed signs of near-divine skill!"

He paused here, and as if to be fair, added, "Well, my help was indispensable in this process!"

Before Wu You could respond, the voice automatically shifted to the next topic:

"However, while your ability to forcibly increase your rank may give you extremely strong offensive capabilities, your physical strength and mental power are still too low."

"This kind of development is extremely unbalanced and will create significant hidden dangers for your future!"

"Especially when dealing with someone like Lu Xun, this weakness is magnified infinitely!"

"You need to be careful from now on!"

"Otherwise, even if you later reach the near-divine realm of igniting divine fire, you won't be able to advance any further, let alone ascend to the divine throne, complete the ultimate sublimation of your life level, and achieve the realm of a god!"

Clearly, after this experience of the two of them joining forces to kill the projection of lust, the God of Beasts has finally begun to truly recognize Wu You as a comrade-in-arms with him and share common interests.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have specifically reminded Wu You to pay attention to the precautions on the road ahead.

Of course, this might also be because Wu You's sword strike shattered the arrangements of 'fate,' giving Him a real glimpse of His hope of returning to His divine throne.

Therefore, He decided to truly begin investing in Wuyou and humanity, instead of hiding it as before and merely using it as a means of exploitation.

Wu You was also aware of the change in the God of Beasts' attitude. While panting and recovering his strength, he thought: Sure enough, going through life and death together is the quickest way to build trust!

Even gods, well, former gods, are no exception!

However, he no longer had the time to ponder the words in the myth of all beasts that clearly carried information about realms, such as "igniting the divine fire," "one who is close to the gods," and "raising the divine throne."

Just to be on the safe side, Wu You not only used up the thirty strands given to him by the God of Beasts, leaving only ten strands, but also pushed his strength to the fifteenth level!

Furthermore, he channeled all the immense energy within his body, which was almost bursting him, into a single sword strike, thus achieving the effect of instantly killing the projection of lust with a single strike!

Now, his level 15 strength can only be maintained for about three more breaths!

Three breaths are simply not enough!

However, Wu You remained calm. Another wisp of divine essence was consumed, and the lifespan he had recovered was immediately devoured by the flames of [Lihentian].

The duration of fifteenth-tier power has increased.

This is a bug that Wu You discovered while absorbing divinity to restore his lifespan and burning his lifespan with [Lihentian].

That means as long as you are still within the duration of the [Lihentian] effect, you can continue to burn your lifespan to increase the duration of the [Lihentian] sublimation effect.

For example, right now, a wisp of divinity can increase the time by about six breaths.

He currently has ten strands of divinity left, which means he can maintain his level 15 strength for about sixty-three breaths!

He must go to the mortal world within sixty-three breaths and destroy the thousand-faced projection!

With that thought in mind, Wu You's figure transformed into a streak of rainbow light, rushing straight towards the dark vortex above his head.

The vortex was slowly rotating, and the dark currents at its edge were pushed inward by his fifteenth-level aura as they approached him, forming a concave channel.

The God of Beasts clearly sensed Wu You's intentions, a distinct layer of astonishment appearing in his weak voice: "Wait, you just dealt with the projection of lust, and now you're going to take on that Thousand Faces guy?"

"But Thousand Faces' strength is far beyond what that 'Lustful Demon' guy, who only knows how to use underhanded tactics, can match!"

"Given your current physical condition, are you really capable of handling it?"

At this moment, because he was maintaining his level 15 strength, blood was seeping from almost every pore on Wu You's body, and his aura was extremely unstable, making him look like he was seriously injured.

The God of Beasts paused, then asked tentatively, "Isn't there a saying among you humans?"

"What's with the saying 'A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years'?"

"With your talent, you could easily find a place to hide."

"With my help, it shouldn't take more than a few years for you to possess strength comparable to a god. Wouldn't it be better to then emerge from seclusion and avenge your fallen human kin?"

"The risks of going now far outweigh the benefits."

Wu You's speed did not decrease at all; on the contrary, it increased slightly.

He certainly wouldn't explain that killing the zombie species was the fastest way for him to improve his strength; he simply said, "I have a reason I have to go!"

"Besides—"

"A few years is too long; I'll seize every moment!"

Upon hearing this, the weak voice of the God of Beasts fell silent. He shook his head and thought to himself, "As expected, I still can't understand the mindset of the human race."

But then, He considered it from a different perspective and was suddenly startled; His Fate PTSD flared up again: "Could it be that the killing of that Lustful One's projection was also part of fate?"

"Even now, I haven't escaped the arrangements of 'fate'?!"

"Actually, the fate that's truly anchored in my destiny is being captured by a thousand faces?"

Despite the shadow of 'fear' churning within him, he did not attempt to stop Wu You's actions in any way, allowing Wu You to lead him closer and closer to that dark vortex.

Over time, He came to understand that although His bound person seemed quite casual, and sometimes even too capricious, it was difficult for anyone to stop Him from doing what He wanted.

Moreover, He also wanted to see if so-called 'fate' could arrange everything perfectly! And whether so-called 'the weaver of the net' could weave everything into the net He had set up!

. . .

In the real world, the three southeastern provinces.

Human society has almost lost all normal functioning capabilities in just a few minutes!

Explosions, flames, collapses, and other sounds filled every corner. Firelight, smoke, alarms, and screams mingled together, completely drowning out the sounds that originally belonged to the city.

Cities have fallen into endless chaos.

On the city streets, many humanoid creatures dressed in suits, pajamas, work clothes, and aprons roam.

They used to be the residents of this place, but now, all that remains on their faces is a vertical pupil.

The pupil churned with a chaotic and violent light, devoid of white or pupil, only containing layers of slowly rotating golden rings.

They let out a low growl from their throats. Although they no longer had mouths, the sound could still be squeezed out from somewhere on their necks, with a resonant quality that sent chills down your spine.

Behind a scaffold on a street corner in Dayun City, Hua Linlin and the members of the support team were crouching close to the wall, each trying to keep their breathing low, their eyes sweeping over the edge of the street not far away.

Captain Silver Badge pulled his head back out and said in a low voice to the others, "The number of Thousand-Faced Corpse Species and Lustful Corpse Species in the city has decreased significantly. They are mostly these Thousand-Faced Clan members now."

"Those Thousand Faces Familia are not very intelligent, and their strength and speed are only slightly better than ordinary people. Most importantly, they don't seem to be interested in ordinary people, but instead keep looking for us ability users."

"This is the only good news."

"Otherwise, with such a large number of Thousand Faces, the city's residents would probably have a hard time surviving."

Boom—

Before he could finish speaking, a loud bang suddenly erupted from the direction of the street corner in the distance.

Flames rose from the sky above that area, accompanied by a muffled thud as something crashed into the exterior wall of a building.

Everyone looked in that direction at the same time: at the intersection about two hundred meters away, a small team dressed in black trench coats was being surrounded from three sides by at least several hundred Thousand Faces!

The humanoid creatures without facial features surged toward them, layer upon layer, like a receding tide.

The sound of the explosion was also drawing more members of the Thousand Faces clan toward that direction.

Seeing this, Captain Silver Badge gritted his teeth: "One of our comrades is surrounded by the Thousand-Faced Clan! We must go and support them!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Linlin and her teammates, who had just rested on the grass for a few minutes, stood up almost simultaneously.

Everyone stood up with very small movements, trying to remain quiet, but without any hesitation.

"yes!"

. . .

At the same time, the director of the Dongjiang Provincial Public Security Bureau, who had escaped the attack of the Faceless Cult Leader, had returned to the bureau.

He glanced at the crimson figure in the sky and walked into the logistics department without hesitation.

At this time, apart from a few reserve torchbearers who were maintaining the operation of the bureau's infrastructure, all other torchbearers in the logistics department had gone out to carry out missions.

"Chief!"

"Chief!"

"You're finally back!"

The blond bureau chief said directly to them, "Don't worry about me, continue your mission!"

He then verified his identity and entered the logistics department's warehouse, heading straight for a corner that was heavily sealed off.

When he emerged from the deepest part of the warehouse, he carried a pure black sphere about half the height of a person in his arms.

The surface of the sphere was without any seams or markings, and the curves of its edges were as smooth as a pebble that had been polished countless times. Just by holding it in your hand, you could feel a heavy and oppressive pressure coming from the surface to your palm.

As the blond bureau chief walked out of the investigation bureau building, the sky outside had already been tinged with an unnatural warm red hue by that scarlet light.

He glanced up at the crimson figure suspended beneath the dark vortex, then stomped his feet, leaping into the air and hurtling off in that direction.

The sphere in his hand was a compressed psionic high-explosive bomb, which every provincial investigation bureau was equipped with as a final combat readiness item!

Its explosive power is enough to raze most of a city to the ground, and enough to cause fatal damage to enemies of the thirteenth or even fourteenth rank!

It's the Bureau of Investigation's last resort, used only when faced with an insurmountable enemy!

Everything is destroyed, which is better than the city being taken over by zombies and becoming a zombie kingdom on the ground!

Now, the crimson figure on the horizon has clearly exceeded the scope of normal handling methods.

Using this weapon may be the only way to effectively kill it!

However, there is still a problem: although compressed psionic high-explosive bombs have a way to be detonated remotely, due to the special properties of compressed psionic high-explosive bombs themselves, they cannot be launched by conventional means!

The director of the Dongjiang Provincial Bureau had a simple method: he would use his own body to deliver the compressed psionic high-explosive bomb to the side of that scarlet figure!

Moreover, in Dongjiang Province right now, it is estimated that only someone at the tenth level like him could withstand the extremely strong pressure emanating from the scarlet figure and get close to Him!

As the man approached the crimson figure with the compressed psionic high-explosive bomb, the director of the Dongjiang Provincial Bureau also noticed that two other dark figures were approaching the crimson figure at the same speed and in the same manner from two other directions!

Without a doubt, the provincial bureau chiefs of Lincang Province and Yunshang Province made the same choice!