As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

“I have one last question,” she said, her voice trembling slightly.

"Why are you so cold-hearted..."

This wasn't resentment or anger; she simply wanted to ask this question.

Tiandao Shenle was momentarily stunned.

Cold-blooded?

The scenes he had experienced, and Shang Yang's words, flashed through his mind.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes..." Tendou Kagura murmured to himself, a look of bewilderment in his eyes.

He witnessed the downfall of two civilizations: the first perished in silence, and the second ended in tragedy.

Up to now.

Some people even asked him why he was so cold-hearted because he disregarded a life.

He is pursuing a path of salvation, so why is he discussing this meaningless topic with others here?

He remained silent for a very long time.

Seeing that she was holding Yuria and standing quietly in front of Tendo Kagura, she had adjusted her mindset and now only wanted to hear Tendo Kagura's answer.

She could deduce that Tendou Kagura had an extremely heavy past, but her immortal heroic spirit and integrity were now incomplete.

What did he go through? What did he face?

Who could believe that a god-slayer could have his arm so easily torn off by a mere mortal, like a statue pieced back together from pieces?

"Erosion is a force of the rules, and I am powerless to stop it."

Finally, Tendou Kagura spoke, saying that the power of rules is an extremely high-level power, and only those who are close to gods can come into contact with it.

If he still had the status of king, he should be able to remove it, but he can't do that now.

However, the Crimson Blade injures both the user and the enemy. As a god-slaying blade, even its master, Kagura, cannot fully control it. While it can kill the corrupting rules in the instant it strikes, Yuria will also perish as a result.

Seeing his tone soften, and seeing his eyes light up,

"But didn't you kill the monster's true form?"

She couldn't understand why Tendo Kagura could kill monsters but not eliminate their effects.

"My power is for fighting enemies, not for saving lives."

Seeing the child's confusion, he asked, "What's the difference?"

"Although I cannot see the spirit world, if spirit beings appear in the real world, I will surely see them," Tendou Kagura murmured.

If you can see them, you can kill them.

When that thing first appeared, it released its power, which he was able to detect and kill with a single blow.

Although that thing seemed extremely strange and indescribable.

But in reality, it's not powerful.

It should be equivalent to a Sequence 6 transcendent, but its actual combat strength might not even be as good as that level.

However, some organisms cannot be judged solely by their intensity. For example, some radioactive materials, though insignificant in themselves, can have far-reaching effects if released into water sources.

That thing is the same; it will either be assimilated by the real world or cause a place to fall into ruin, turning it into a no-man's-land.

The Best of Times, The Worst of Times: Chapter Twenty-Nine: I Should Be Under the Car [One more chapter added, two more chapters owed]

"What should we do then?"

“I can preserve her mind, but I cannot eradicate the corruption,” said Tendou Kagura, who himself was still incomplete.

"But this only ensures that she remains mentally sound and mentally intact; it's a protective measure, not a guarantee that she will be truly safe. She is destined to fight against madness in the future, and her mind may resonate with some strange things."

Strictly speaking, this is more terrifying than death; living itself is the most painful ordeal.

But the boy thought it was better than losing his life.

If Yuria cannot bear it, then she will have no choice but to end her own life.

Miko held up Yūria's body and handed it to Tendo Kagura.

"If the protection fails, she will fall into an abyss of no return, completely corrupt, and even the gods will be of no use. She may harm many people."

Seeing this, he asked, "Is it serious?"

"I need a guarantee," Kagura Tendo whispered.

"What guarantees?"

Kagura Tendou said calmly, "This matter started because of you, and it should end because of you."

Seeing that Zi hesitated for a moment before revealing a resolute expression, he asked again, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"When she loses control, let her silently recite your true name; perhaps that can restrain her madness..." Tendou Kagura mumbled incoherently. He placed the remaining spiritual crystal of Shang Yang into Miko's mind. There was absolutely no power in this world that could invade her soul.

For those strange creatures, Yotsuya Miko is a taboo, and this will be the greatest restraint.

As for why he didn't mention himself—Tendo Kagura didn't want to be associated with her.

"If Yuria gets out of control, I will have Hua kill her beforehand. I will never let Yuria have the opportunity to harm others." Jianzi took a deep breath and made her promise.

Baihe Chuanhua's mouth dropped open.

Why can Miko so casually utter the word "murder"?

Should we let her come?

Xiao Hua felt like she'd been unfairly targeted, but ultimately didn't refuse.

We'll see when the time comes, if I really see Zizhen...

Tendou Kagura closed her eyes slightly, then opened them, her eyes shining with a brilliant light, like two inextinguishable lamps, illuminating the way so brightly that Zi could not open his eyes.

She instinctively looked away, but quickly realized that it wasn't real light, but rather a psychological illusion—a light that only she could see.

Yotsuya Miko overcame her psychological barrier and squinted at him, discovering that Tendo Kagura's expression was solemn, and endless light emanated from his eyes, indirectly illuminating his entire body, making him appear crystal clear, as if he were made of crystal.

But what the crystal revealed was a broken body covered in cracks.

He was shattered into countless pieces; his skin, bones, muscles, and blood vessels were all broken, even his skull was extremely damaged, almost split in two.

All the cracks overlapped together, and if you ignored the flesh and blood, it would almost look like a human body made of many threads.

No... it was precisely because of those numerous wounds that his body had openings and could not block out the light that he was illuminated.

Enveloped in boundless radiance, Tiandao Shenle stood high above like a deity, his eyes pure white and indifferent. He spoke a single sentence:

"(I said, your spirit will live on forever.)"

It was an extremely mystical language. Although I could clearly see that Kagura's lips moved, I could not hear his voice. I could only see that the air seemed to be vibrating, and the radiance within him rippled and spread out, eventually forming three pure white chains in mid-air. These chains fell into Yuria's body and bound her tightly.

Then, Jianzi felt a sudden darkness before his eyes.

The light suddenly disappeared.

Kagura Tendo stood still, as if nothing had happened.

Is it over?

Looking at Yuria, Jianzi found that she had fallen into a deep sleep, all the abnormalities in her body had disappeared, and she had once again turned into a high school student with the body of an elementary school student.

As for Kagura Tendou, he appeared to have lost a lot of weight. It was a kind of decadence from the inside out. His spirit was weak, his breath was weak, and his eyes were dim.

Seeing that Zi had handed Youlia over to Xiaohua, she stepped forward and spoke softly, as softly as a feather: "Are you alright?"

"Can you see?" Tendou Kagura brushed away the hand that Miko reached out. He wasn't at the point where he needed someone to help him, but his voice was extremely hoarse and weak, giving him away.

"You mean those lights?" Jianzi's nose stung with tears as she recalled the scene from just now. She couldn't imagine how he had managed to stand there, like a teetering vase that could shatter at any moment.

Tendou Kagura had some premonition that Jianzi's expression was strange, but he didn't expect that Jianzi could see spiritual power.

“That’s telekinesis.” Kagura’s tone was no longer as indifferent, for he no longer had the strength to maintain composure. His eyes dimmed as he said, “The power of a psychic…”

Although he cannot use the authority of a Sequence 4 King, the system simulates the system of a spiritualist, and he can now use the power of a Sequence 5 Liar, because he himself has barely reached that level.

The three fundamental rules of the liar are the basis of the king's authority.

Just a single word of truth was enough to completely deplete the spiritual strength he had barely managed to recover.

He began to recall how, when he was the king, he could wield almost divine, omnipotent power.

"A Spirit Master, is that a power different from a Warrior's?" Miko asked instinctively, but seeing Tendo Kagura's expression, she shut up. "No need to answer."

She whispered, "You're very tired."

Kagura Tendou's eyes held a complex expression; he had sensed something before, and now it was confirmed.

Yotsuya Miko is suitable for the spiritual master system.

But Shang Yang killed all the mind-stealing monsters.

"You were born at the wrong time!" He seemed to think of something, and a cold smile appeared on his lips, but it vanished in an instant, as if it were a hallucination.

He rarely smiled; one could describe him as stern and unsmiling.

Since he became the savior, what is there for him to laugh about?

This was the path he chose himself, and he made this choice with extreme clarity, becoming a warrior who only moves forward.

Even before he embarked on this path, he had already planned out his final fate, and when he returned to the second node without hesitation, he was already prepared for this outcome.

If he were to flee because of weakness, or turn away because of fate, he would rather never look back.

But to Tendo Kagura's own surprise, he actually returned alive.

If the world descends into chaos, then let the culprits be buried here as well.

Jianzi, however, saw a cold smile, because she had been watching Tendo Kagura, this man who had always appeared powerful and aloof. Having lost his power, he seemed so frail, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

The mutilated body was riddled with holes and seemed to crumble at the slightest touch.

Yes, he has always kept a low profile and lived a quiet and peaceful life, rarely revealing his power and living a life free from worldly strife.

If I hadn't disturbed him.

I didn't go to see him that day.