The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Their souls formed a subtle connection with the sky above them.

We can't delay any longer; if we do, everything might become irreversible.

"Isn't that enough preparation?"

He had destroyed most of the core altar that made up the sky, and the remaining altar clues had been handed over to others.

Although I don't know the details, I feel like we've almost finished half of it.

Having just plundered the blood of the Shadow Demon, they had finally gathered a ball of demon blood...

"That's enough, let's fly up!"

Excitedly grasping Ning Feng's emerging horns, the black cat, like a knight riding a giant beast, grinned broadly:

"Let's sprint!"

"Break that membrane for me!"

Ning Feng: ...?

……

……

Still standing on the high platform, Xilin frowned, her expression extremely gloomy.

Xilin didn't go to find anyone else. She already knew the situation below and knew that Yan Rulong could control it.

She has tried many methods, but the results have been minimal and the progress has been very slow.

As time passed, it gradually approached her bottom line, and Xilin's mood became increasingly irritable.

Shirin set a time limit of half an hour for herself. If she still couldn't find a solution by then, she would resolve the issue in her own way.

She did not fully believe the mysterious priest's words.

The other party is a madman, and a madman who harbors deep malice towards Overwatch; his words cannot be entirely trusted.

The pastor seemed to have given Shirin two choices, but that was actually a cruel lie.

Option one, where the sky shatters and ordinary people die, is a fate that Shirin finds hard to accept.

Option two, where the canopy remains intact, seems to save ordinary people, but if the problem cannot be solved, they will die an hour later as well!

For ordinary people, there is no fundamental difference in their fate between these two choices!

Rather than saying the mysterious priest was waiting for Shirin to make a choice...

Rather, he was simply waiting and hoping that Shirin would kill ordinary people with her own hands to save the Awakened!

Malice.

Undisguised, insane malice.

But Shirin wasn't actually afraid of this malice.

She is indeed a bit of a homebody, a fact she never denies, and it's a common trait among many intellectual awakeners.

But Shirin has also lived through many years and witnessed many evil beings, so she is no stranger to malice.

The blatant malice of the carriage and horses is nothing compared to the gloom mixed with goodwill.

Her current anxiety stems from the fact that she seems to have no choice but to fall into the other party's trap.

"The time has come... This is the only way."

She let out a long breath and took a step forward.

Shirin finally made her decision.

The surrounding magic expanded, all expression vanished from her face, and she raised her right hand towards the sky above.

But the next moment, Shirin froze.

Because she saw a blood-red figure shooting straight into the sky!

Like a blood-red meteor shooting against the current!

Chapter Sixty-Five: Determination, and the So-Called Human Being

"Who is that!?"

Looking at the blood-red light shooting upwards against the current, Shirin's expression was indescribably complicated.

There was hesitation, worry, a faint annoyance, and a barely perceptible... sense of relief.

It's shameful.

When Shirin discovered that someone else was trying to shatter the sky, her first reaction wasn't worry that it would cause the tragic deaths of ordinary people...

Instead, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, someone is going to make this cruel decision for me, so I don't have to do it myself.

The moment this thought crossed her mind, Shirin felt incredibly ashamed of herself.

"So embarrassing..."

Shaking her head vigorously, Xilin took a deep breath, her eyes clearing of distractions and regaining their resolve.

No!

“It is my dereliction of duty and my responsibility that this happened here.”

Many details can already be seen from the current situation.

The establishment of these altars was definitely not something that could be done in a short period of time; some of them may have taken more than twenty years.

That mysterious pastor was once a member of the Bincheng Watch Society, and he has been infiltrating here for a long time.

Shirin herself is to blame for not realizing all of this.

Even if she had a good excuse, she was at the crucial moment of advancing to the legendary level and had no time to care about anything else.

But Xilin couldn't get over her own mental hurdle.

Even if she was unwilling to take on the necessary daily work, Xilin was still the branch manager of the Bincheng branch.

Shirin may slack off on useless work, but she will not shirk the responsibilities that are hers to bear.

Did she join the Overwatch guild just to be a lazy bum?

Whether in the past or present, the Watchers have never lacked idealists with unwavering beliefs.

Shirin was the same way; she had a bottom line she adhered to.

Shireen doesn't consider herself a saint and won't insist on doing things that are completely meaningless.

When there is only one path ahead, no matter how painful it is, she will resolutely walk it.

Just like the decision she made—to shatter the sky.

Even so, that would mean a large number of ordinary people would be in life-or-death situations.

She is a legend.

It's not just a crying, whining child.

She doesn't need anyone else to take these burdens for her.

There was no such person when she was weak, and there may not be in the future.

Shirin hopes there is such a person, but if there really isn't, she doesn't care.

The decision was made in an instant; the figure hadn't even touched the top of the canopy yet, and there was still time.

The distance was too great and the speed too fast; without using magic, Shirin couldn't see the other person's face clearly, only having a vague feeling of familiarity in her heart.

Regardless of who the other party is, she doesn't believe they have a better solution than she does.

Moreover, the level of the emanating energy from the sky is now legendary, and anyone who crashes into it at this speed is almost certainly doomed.

It is very likely that it did not play much of a role, but instead resulted in its tragic death on the spot.

That person is likely just a guardian who would rather sacrifice himself than not break the deadlock and save others.

Such a person shouldn't be allowed to die here in vain.

It is even more unacceptable for such a person to die bearing such a stigma.

"I am the one who should bear all the consequences."

Just as she was about to make the first move, Shirin's expression changed drastically, like never before!

One of her ornaments shattered silently, and she vanished from her spot, reappearing a hundred meters away.

Who is it!?

……

……

The sound of the wind.

The sound of wind tearing through the air was like tearing silk, and my body was enveloped in intense dark red flames, yet I felt no heat.

Using the demon's blood as fuel, Ning Feng lavishly ignited the flames, completely breaking free from the shackles of gravity and striving upwards!

Filled with a sense of novelty and excitement, Ning Feng's face broke into a somewhat distorted smile.

hey-hey……

But Ariana, sitting above him, seemed even more excited than him. So loudly, unable to hear him clearly, she shouted in his mind:

"Charge! Break through it!"

"Stop acting like an indecisive jerk!"

"A short pain is worse than a long one. Just straighten your back and exert some force, and it will all be over!"

You're so noisy!

And everything else is fine, but what's with that "back straightening" thing?

Do you really think I'm some kind of high-speed blender?