The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Thinking of Augustus's request, he skipped the lengthy introduction and went straight to the point:

"Now, we invite His Excellency [Swordholder] from the Tribunal, the honorary referee of this 'Star Chaser' tournament, to announce the start of this competition."

The image of the pure white knight appeared on the screen, truly entering everyone's field of vision at that moment.

The swordsman remained silent amidst the various gazes he received.

He began concisely:

"start."

……

……

"Ok?"

Consciousness returned to the body.

Ning Feng, lying on the grass in the woods, keenly noticed this situation.

Ning Feng quickly stood up and frantically tried to recall his last memories.

"I think I just passed through the barrier as required..."

After that, there seemed to be a momentary break in my consciousness, and some things seemed to have been forgotten.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that my original Watchers' uniform was gone, replaced by a worn-out coarse linen outfit.

But he quickly noticed something was off, and Ning Feng carefully touched a corner of his clothes.

"No, it's still the original one."

The appearance of the clothes on the body has changed, but the essence remains the same in terms of the feel to the touch.

and……

"This feeling?"

After a moment of silence, Ning Feng bent down, picked up a stone from the ground, and placed it in his palm with a slight pressure.

The veins on the back of his hand bulged, but the stone didn't change at all; instead, Ning Feng's palm was painfully pressed against it.

Frowning, Ning Feng threw the stone with all his might.

Whoosh!

The stone sliced ​​through the air and finally crashed heavily into a tree that was about the width of a person.

boom!

But the stone did not pierce the tree as he had expected; it merely shook off a few leaves.

"........."

With his hand slightly clenched, Ning Feng's expression was quite interesting at this moment.

"...Ordinary people?"

---Aside---

Day 3 of writing 10000 words a day, second update, progress (10000/10,000), achieved.

Save the Children

Chapter 185 Goal—To Survive

Ning Feng: "…………"

He jumped around in place, ran back and forth, and finally ran a stone across his arm.

Looking at the tiny wound and the bright red blood seeping from it, Ning Feng was met with a result that left him speechless.

"...Are you serious?"

Ordinary people.

Now, his body is truly that of an ordinary person.

Such as fake replacement.

Whether it's speed, endurance, strength, or even vision and perception, he has recovered to the level he had when he was an ordinary person.

Although Ning Feng didn't frown, his expression at that moment was definitely not pleasant.

Instinctively, he touched his face.

"...Ha, it's alright."

Although there was no mirror, Ning Feng was able to determine this by touching the bones and observing the lines on his palm.

This is indeed my own body.

Ok.

It's good that I didn't reincarnate again.

I hate reincarnation and time travel the most!

To be on the safe side, he even carefully examined his own body.

It's complete; nothing is missing and nothing is added.

It's still the same size.

But since it's not yet another reincarnation that may or may not be a blessing or a curse, then now...

"What exactly is going on?"

Ning Feng's body involuntarily tensed up, and his emotions gradually became somewhat strained.

Ask questions.

What is the most frightening thing for the awakened?

Is it death?

I'm afraid not.

Although it sounds strange, the proportion of outlaws among the Awakened is surprisingly high.

Being an Awakener is a profession with extremely high casualties.

Since entering this dangerous world, the topic of life and death has become an eternal one.

Dangers from the outside world, and dangers from within ourselves.

While resisting external erosion, they also face the risk of losing control and going mad.

Moreover, in many cases, awakened individuals will proactively postpone death.

Whether driven by their own desires or by their inner beliefs, they often disregard life and death.

The greedy die from their desires, the noble die from their beliefs.

Death is not frightening if one can achieve their goals.

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening."

It's not scary that a few people have this idea; what's scary is that this somewhat extreme idea has slowly changed the atmosphere of the entire circle.

Too many awakened individuals have been influenced by this way of thinking.

Beyond life and death, the greatest fear is—losing power.

They lost the strength they were once proud of, the strength that was enough to protect themselves and their loved ones.

The fear of this might even precede being betrayed by family and friends!

How do you torture an eagle soaring in the sky?

Break its wings, pull out its claws, knock off its beak, crush its bones, and then throw it into the flock of chickens it once looked down upon.

Let it experience the feeling of falling from the sky to the ground, let it taste the fear of losing its power every day.

Finally, when it finally comes to terms with the facts, begins to accept them, and starts to adapt, toss it up again and again, letting it fall to the ground.

Tell it what it once had and how it lost it.

This is the cruelest and most effective form of torture.

This is not just torture; it can even destroy it.

Destroying the physical body is simple.

All you need is a pencil; just pierce it through the delicate mucous membrane.

But how to destroy the spirit...?

This is one of the methods.

And this applies to people as well.

Turning an ordinary person into an awakened one is nothing special; adapting from nothing to something is always very simple.

He will be delighted and proud of the power he has gained through sweat and hard work.

But if this awakened individual were to revert to an ordinary person, the outcome would be entirely different...

I can endure darkness if I have never seen the light.

Without the protective power, they would feel as if they were naked, exposed directly to the sight of others.

Having lost their power, they also lost the means to protect everything they possessed.

There's no need to even physically destroy him; simply sending him among ordinary people and letting their presence and ordinariness gradually wear down his spirit.

Gradually, he came to believe that everything he had ever experienced was just a dream, nothing more than his own idle fantasies.

Then, in that very instant, he was pushed back into the world of the Awakened, and...

Do not give him power.

There's no need to deliberately persecute him; just let him experience it for himself.

Taste the pain of being powerless.