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Anemone said she was fine, but in reality, her breath was fragrant and faint.

She slumped weakly in Ibitas's arms, a burn mark gradually appearing on her face, emitting wisps of black smoke.

Ibitas narrowed her emerald green eyes, and her long, silvery-white hair floated up as if it were alive, clinging to the anemone's body.

Anemone suddenly felt much better; the immense power soothed her burning, painful wounds. Even though it was just a drop in the ocean for her, it made her feel much more relaxed. At least under Ibitas's protection, she could focus on fixing the virus vulnerability.

Why didn't you tell the law?

The Daughter of the Universe tried her best to speak clearly, but there was still a sense of ambiguity.

The girl was so sweet, like she had candy in her mouth, that Anemone couldn't help but raise her hand to stroke her cheek.

"The doctor is very busy right now, we can't bother him, okay?"

"No matter how busy you are, you can't do this..."

Ibitas tilted her head in confusion; she didn't understand because she was still young.

The final battle in Chernobog's upper town came at a far greater cost than anticipated.

Exhausted from repeated overload calculations, coupled with Lin Lu's extraction and digestion of the evil seeds of the Ursus bear girls, the spiritual realm was placed under immense burden. Anemone silently endured this heavy pressure, while laughing carefree and playful.

In the final battle, when Lin Lu resolved to completely annihilate the twenty-meter-tall stitched monster, Anemone revealed a smile tinged with helplessness and a hint of relief. She abandoned the attempt to repair the severe contamination caused by the extraction of the Seed of Evil, and came to Lin Lu's side to support him, assist him, and help him achieve victory.

Otherwise, Lin Lu, with a brain pollution index of 20% and a nervous system damage rate of 25%, would have long since become a simple-minded idiot who could only babble. Even if he could still think, the damage to his brain would significantly weaken his computational abilities, and it would take several years for him to recover. Once his rationality is exhausted, he will lose his ability to command.

This is also why the anemone has not appeared in the surface spirit realm since then; she is healing and trying her best to maintain her existence.

If Ibitas hadn't come to her rescue in time, the anemone might have collapsed due to an overload of misinformation.

She was the second person to receive the Ibitas mark.

“You’re tired, and so is Lu. Why can’t you get some rest? When I’m sleepy, I go to sleep; when I’m tired, I rest. Even I can do that.” Ibitas’s delicate, doll-like face showed an angry expression. She understood her current emotions a little.

She was unhappy because she cared about Lin Lu and Yin Lianhua.

"Because he and I are both idiots, do you know what idiot means, Epicas?"

Anemone lay in the arms of tiny Ibitas, her face still bearing burn marks, yet she still wore a faint smile.

"……I don't understand."

Ibitas puffed out her cheeks slightly.

“It’s alright, I’ll teach you properly from now on.” Anemone’s burn-scarred hand gently touched Ibitas’s cheek. “Promise me, if I’m gone one day, please take care of him. Don’t be fooled by his seemingly invincible demeanor, as if he could shoulder any burden. In reality, he’s just used to being a show-off. He doesn’t like to lose because the price of losing is too heavy; he can’t afford to lose. He has to win; he has to win every time. If he really loses, even just a small mistake, it will leave him with nowhere to retreat.”

"It's so complicated, so hard to understand... yet I feel like I can understand a little bit of it."

Ibitas blinked blankly, recalling her first meeting with Lin Lu.

Failure after failure.

Death after death.

Resurrection time and time again.

Lin Lu never gave up challenging her, even when he lost his mind, going from calm to madness, and finally to utter indifference. He repeatedly pushed open the mist-filled gate, stepping into the ancient ruins as if willingly facing death, confronting the supreme and powerful race. Lin Lu's actions were not meaningless; when the number of attempts became countless, he gradually became able to dodge Ibitas's attacks even with his eyes closed. Even if he couldn't inflict actual harm on her, he would no longer die so easily.

They fought and fought on until finally, Ibitas acknowledged Lin Lu.

She was willing to leave the ruins with him, even if it meant parasitizing the spirit realm.

"I will teach you properly... I will..."

The anemone slowly closed its eyes, its raised hand fell back onto the lake surface, and it fell into a deep sleep.

Ibitas opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but was afraid of accidentally waking her.

The long, silvery-white hair swayed gently, disturbing the calm surface of the lake, and embraced the anemones with a moist feel.

Ibitas tilted her head and quietly held the anemone.

Do virtual maids dream of electric sheep?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

ST-0133 area.

"Everyone stand up, step back thirty meters, and clear the mud from your body."

Lin Lü's voice came through the communication headsets of all members of the D-07 squad.

"Yes, Commander!"

Kevin was the first to respond, while Edward and Reggie belatedly realized what was happening.

After the first command, the three men developed a considerable level of respect for their commander.

The power that Lin Lu displayed was enough to win their hearts and minds.

Team D-07 was unaware that ST-0133 had also been equipped with defensive facilities, otherwise their morale wouldn't be so low, and they wouldn't have such a tragic sense of impending doom.

In fact, these defensive devices would not have had a chance to be activated if Lin Lu had not instructed Silver Lotus to explore all available resources, thus bypassing Bai Huang's authority.

"Don't touch it with your hands, scrape it off with a weapon."

Kevin moved to the rear lines, using the back of his saber to clean the corrosive mud off his protective suit, while glancing up at the same time.

"—!!"

Kevin was horrified.

The black mud anomaly resembled a roughly used eraser, its surface riddled with rotten flesh. Everywhere were rolled-up pieces of rotten flesh and mud, with fragments constantly sliding downwards. Even so, it wasn't completely crushed; in fact, it seemed to be actively spitting out useless rotten flesh.

This behavior is similar to what the three-person team is doing: removing harmful substances from the body surface.

Magnum Rays had little effect on the Black Mud Anomaly because its body was simply too enormous! Even though nearly a third of the Black Mud Anomaly's body was scraped away, it only rubbed off a thick layer of skin! The molten infected corpses inside it were not actually damaged; these were the anomaly's energy source.

However, in an environment like the Lungmen Dungeon, where large-scale explosive weapons cannot be used, what can be done...?

Chapter 221 I Will Guide You (Third Update)

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The red beam of light gradually dimmed and eventually disappeared without a trace.

The Black Mud Anomaly emitted a burning stench and continuously peeled away its festering outer shell.

This passage leads directly to the Originium Engine in Lungmen. Above it are countless pipes that transport blazing high-temperature flames and Originium energy, while below are complex and sophisticated mechanical systems.

This means that even if the Army Without Borders has deployed defensive equipment here, it dares not use weapons with diffusion and explosive properties. Even the Magnum laser device requires point-to-point system connections to operate properly, to ensure that other equipment is not destroyed when the beam explodes.

"The Magnum laser overheats and cools down, making it unusable for a short period of time."

Lin Lu, positioned on the command platform, quickly scanned the remaining defensive equipment in ST-0133, most of which were weapons designed for use against people.

After all, the initial intention behind the Army Without Borders setting up their weapons here was to prevent the Utopia Project from collapsing and falling into the embarrassing situation of being besieged by the official forces of Lungmen. The Magnum Beam was mainly designed to deal with Lungmen's hidden army; the heat beam, reaching thousands of degrees, was enough to penetrate the equipment of any black-clad guard.

At this moment, the ST-0133 area was like a sea of ​​fire, with high-temperature exhaust gas filling the surroundings.

As the Magnum beam shaved off a third of the Black Mud Anomaly's body, the sludge also underwent a chemical reaction under the scorching heat of the beam. The semi-solidified mud spreading across the ground resembled a swamp, continuously emitting toxic gases harmful to humans; this place was no longer suitable for combat.

No matter how sophisticated a gas mask is, it has its limits.

Lin Lu narrowed his eyes, determined not to overlook any detail, even if the other person was not present.

The success of a mission is built upon countless details, forming the rules of victory...

Wait, what's this?

Lin Lu noticed the black chess piece that appeared on the plan.

A fast-moving black dot; members of an A-level combat team are on their way.

"Now, it's time to show off your micro-management skills."

Lin Lu twisted his stiff neck, producing a crisp sound.

He was exhausted and weary, but a force sustained him and kept him going.

The rules for victory have already been decided. It would be too shameful to give up now.

"All personnel, listen to my command."

Lin Lu's gaze was fixed on the screen, his cobalt blue eyes brimming with data, and he felt a force supporting him as he moved forward.

At that moment, he felt as if he were on the scene, no longer sitting in the comfortable chair of the headquarters.

The sealed-off, data-driven spiritual realm is showing signs of breaking free from its shackles.

"D-07 Team, firearms permitted."

"But... Commander!"

Before any voices of doubt could be uttered, Kevin wisely swallowed them back.

He felt as if he had returned to Victoria, but not to the northern border of Victoria, but to the time when he was a newcomer, still holding beautiful dreams for the country. Back then, soldiers didn't need their own thoughts, soldiers didn't need to question; the most important thing for a soldier was to obey orders and follow instructions.

A visionary general is far better than a thousand soldiers.

If it is Commander Lin, Kevin is willing to trust him and risk his life.

Even if they had never met, he could sense the other person's personal charm from just a few words.

"I will stay by your side."

"I will not abandon you."

“I will guide you.”

A faint voice came through the communication headset, and a strong will permeated from top to bottom.

It's like a demon whispering in your ear, tempting humanity to go astray and fall into hell.

Kevin, Edward, and Reggie slowly raised their heads, their faces expressionless.

Their eyes gleamed with a faint blue light as they mechanically set up their weapons.

In their eyes, the Black Mud Anomaly was no longer as terrifying and abhorrent as it had been at first.

Who is the enemy?

It's just a gift that will soon be presented to the commander.