The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

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Gradually, Anthony stopped struggling, and his body began to weaken as the force that had been forcibly injected into him was rapidly drained away.

To that deity, he was no longer of any use at this moment.

The demon watched all this but did not stop her; instead, it allowed her to gather her power.

Go do it.

Struggle.

Fight back!

Let me see just how far you're capable.

"you……"

The hesitant, uncertain voice behind him made the demon withdraw his gaze and turn around gently.

Turning around from behind, the familiar face appeared in Xilin's eyes, stirring up her previously suppressed emotions.

Ning... Ning Feng!?

Turning her head to look at the tower she had come from, Xilin found that Ning Feng, who should have been lying there, was nowhere to be seen, with only a bloodstain remaining on the ground.

"It really is me."

Ning Feng shrugged and pointed to the slowly healing hole in his chest, pointing to the golden heart within it.

Winter, winter, winter.

The heart, brimming with energy, beats continuously, radiating a vibrant and tenacious vitality.

Ning Feng looked tenderly at the elven older sister, who seemed somewhat dazed and devoid of emotion, and chuckled softly:

"Why do you look like that? I only have a hole in my chest, I'm not that fragile, I won't die."

The emotions that had been withdrawn from her were suddenly broken at this moment, and tears streamed down Shirin's face.

"Very good……"

She completely forgot that she was still in disguise and threw herself into Ning Feng's arms, wanting to pull hard but not daring to, for fear of hurting Ning Feng.

Ning Feng hugged her back tightly, pulling her close and feeling the coldness of her body as it was soaked by the rain.

Shirin no longer had the strength to keep the rain out; she had used all her strength on attacking.

There was no defense, only offense; the sole objective was to kill that guy.

She has given it her all.

A look of pity flashed in Ning Feng's eyes as he held Xilin in his arms and turned his gaze to the other side.

The battle over there was over; Leonhardt's head was pulled directly from his neck and held in the hands of the Crimson Phantom.

The skull was almost completely shattered, and the flame of the soul within it was like a candle flickering in the wind, about to be extinguished.

The opening and opportunity she just created was something she did intentionally.

At this moment, the "deity" did not make any rash moves, but floated in the sky and quietly watched Ning Feng.

Contrary to her calm exterior, her eyes were filled with madness and suspicion.

She hesitated.

She couldn't understand Ning Feng's state at that moment.

He sensed that the other person had a similar feeling to himself.

But his suspicions prevented him from rushing forward immediately; instead, he continued to analyze the situation.

Ning Feng held Xilin in his arms, calmly meeting her crazed gaze.

He did not reveal his true intentions at all.

Shirin was unaware of the problem; as she was held in his arms, she felt the power within her body rapidly dissipating.

It wasn't that she disappeared, but rather that she had been pushing her body to its limits, constantly overdrawing her strength, until this moment when she finally realized it all.

Her eyes slowly closed, but she still forced herself not to fall asleep, afraid that everything in front of her was just a dream.

As she gradually increased the pressure on her hands, she suppressed the urge to sob and murmured:

"But... that power within you just now..."

That legendary power has been destroying your body, I...

"Those things are not important."

Ning Feng raised his hand and gently patted Xilin's back, speaking with exceptional seriousness:

"I promised you, I would walk with you to the end."

Keep going forever.

I will not abandon you.

Ning Feng felt Xilin's breathing gradually weakening, so he whispered in her ear:

"You've done enough. The rest is up to me."

Really? I can leave everything to you now...

For some reason, as Ning Feng'er spoke, Xilin felt her body growing heavier and heavier, and the overwhelming drowsiness swallowed up her remaining consciousness like a tidal wave.

I can't sleep...

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

The overlapping thoughts kept clashing, but in the end, a strong feeling of sleepiness prevailed.

"Believe me."

"I won't lie to you."

Ning Feng's words became the final straw, and Xilin's original persistence completely collapsed, making it impossible for her to stop.

Since that's the case, let's go to sleep.

Her increasingly heavy eyelids slowly closed, and before Shirin's eyes were completely swallowed by endless darkness, she spoke one last time.

As if murmuring in a dream, she whispered:

"I won't let you die in my arms..."

"Absolutely not."

At this moment, consciousness completely dissipated, and Xilin's head tilted to the side, where Ning Feng gently supported it.

Ning Feng gently placed her head on his shoulder and picked her up in a princess carry, changing her position.

After ensuring that Shirin would not be affected while he moved, Ning Feng slowly raised his head and took a step towards the figure above the palace.

boom.

With this step, everything around us changed.

The rain falling from the sky was forced back from Ning Feng's side, creating a desolate area.

The clouds overhead also changed in an instant, turning dark red instead of white, as if they had been completely transformed into ink mixed with an excessive amount of blood.

Enough to change the original color of the blood!

With one step, Ning Feng's figure disappeared.

Unlike Shirin's teleportation spell, which required tearing through the void, Ning Feng's figure appeared directly above the other party's palace, facing the Crimson Phantom at opposite ends.

boom.

Ning Feng gently held Xilin, who had fainted from reassurance. His aura was no longer gentle; instead, it exuded a coldness that made the entire sky feel oppressive.

"Let this all end as soon as possible, I've had enough."

As if to keep his voice down so as not to wake the person in his arms, he spoke in a low voice.

But unlike a gentle tone, it revealed a coldness forged from pure indifference.

It's almost a curse.

"Whether it's your life-and-death entanglements, or anything else."

"I've had enough of everything."

Ning Feng raised his head and looked up at the dark sky. His gaze pierced through the clouds and through the barrier, revealing a pair of calm eyes looking down from the high sky.

And you...

The driving force and observers behind all of this.

The false god looked down upon everything in the Kingdom of Laiyin, but she was not truly above everyone else; there were people above her!

Those eyes were always behind Ning Feng, observing him at all times.

Quietly, without revealing the slightest emotion.

He was above the gods and remained completely unmoved by what was happening here.

Even higher than the gods, perhaps... that is the god.

"You're so willing to watch? Then I'll make sure you don't watch."

Without any other action, Ning Feng, empowered by Ariana, possessed abilities beyond his wildest imagination.

In the blink of an eye, everything changes.

He became unknowable, unverifiable, and ineffable.

This is the authority of the gods, the simplest and most direct authority.