I, Dark Tiga, began my 30 million-year slumber.

A whole month.

The battle of the four giants swept across the entire world.

The entire Earth is now in ruins.

Just now, those guys finished fighting again.

Akito, who possesses the Eternal Shining Form, is very strong, but even the strongest can be overwhelmed by a large number of opponents.

"Ugh, how boring!"

Zhang Mo sat there listlessly, reflecting on the more than eight months he had spent in this time and space.

I feel a bit bored.

Human desires have materialized; in the past, he would have needed this kind of thing.

But now he has a place where despair and resentment constantly gather.

Every minute and every second, an astonishing amount of resentment and desire gathers there.

The amount of production this Earth produces in so long is less than what they produce in two hours over there.

Zhang Mo calmly glanced at the nearby scene, where a small Antler swallowed a mother and daughter whole.

Strands of blood seeped from Antora's mouth, dripping onto the ground along with saliva. Its green eyes darted around, as if it hadn't eaten enough and was searching for new prey.

Suddenly its head moved, as if it were sniffing something, and it turned its head to look at Zhang Mo's position.

Zhang Mo was stunned. Had this ant discovered him?

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that he was looking at someone hiding in a corner not far behind him.

The man was huddled in a trash can.

Antora grinned maliciously and roared, then flapped its wings and charged towards the man.

Soon after a series of roars and screams, there was the sound of chewing.

……

In the dimly lit underground research room.

Two figures staggered in.

Upon closer inspection, it appears to be the people of this time and space, the people of Zhangren and Jieming.

At this moment, Akito's face was extremely pale, and blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he was seriously injured.

Jieming helped Zhangren up, her eyes filled with worry and heartache.

It was all because of her; otherwise, Akito wouldn't have been exposed to fight the three stroke victims, nor would he have suffered such serious injuries.

Carefully helping Zhangren sit down, Jieming quickly brought out a first-aid kit and found some materials to bandage Zhangren's wound.

"Hi~"

Jieming helped Zhangren clean his wounds, but it seemed he had touched a sore spot, and Zhangren couldn't help but hiss.

"Akito, did I hurt you?"

Jieming looked at Akito with heartache.

Zhangren shook his head slightly and said, "It's nothing. Compared to fighting those guys, this pain is nothing."

He had suffered much worse injuries in his fights with those guys, so this pain was nothing to him.

Inside the laboratory, behind a glass door, a weary and desolate figure was hidden in the darkness.

His tired, numb eyes were completely empty, and as if sensing Akito's miserable state, a hint of mockery appeared in those empty eyes.

This person was Jian Wu.

At this moment, Jian Wu was no longer the sunny man he once was. He had a stubble beard, messy hair, and was extremely thin. His face showed unspeakable exhaustion. He was locked in shackles, and his whole being exuded an aura of old age.

As if sensing Kengo's gaze, Akira also looked up and peered inside, only to be met with a pair of empty eyes.

To prevent the other party from being used again by those guys who had suffered strokes, he took Jianwu with him when he fled.

Unable to extract more energy from the other to strengthen themselves, Akito and Keimei simply left the other to fend for themselves.

I only check occasionally to see if the other person is dead.

For some reason, they did not give each other food, but only kept each other alive with nutrient solution.

Kengo forced his eyes open, but his gaze didn't fall on Akito; instead, it fell on Keimei, who was carefully bandaging Akito's wounds.

For some reason, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Hehe, this is really interesting!"

Akihito and Seimei naturally didn't know what Kengo looked like, and Kengo posed no threat to them at the moment.

If they weren't trying to extract more secrets and greater power from their opponent, they would have eliminated them long ago.

Neither of them paid any attention to Jian Wu, as he was no longer of any value to them.

Why did things turn out this way?

"They were such kind and responsible people before they had strokes."

"But now it has become like this."

He sighed softly as he finished writing his name.

As the saying goes, "It's easy to draw a dragon or a tiger, but difficult to draw their bones; it's easy to know a person's face, but difficult to know their heart!"

Zhangren shook his head. Having acquired supreme power, how could he be willing to remain subservient to others?

It simply highlights the darker side of human nature.

"Yes, who would have thought these guys would actually attack their own people!" A trace of sorrow flashed in Jieming's eyes.

"You should rest first!"

After saying this, he left, and Zhangren nodded slightly and fell into a deep sleep.

The series of battles had left him with serious injuries, and he hadn't had a proper night's sleep in a long time.

The laboratory fell silent.

After a long while, a figure slowly walked up behind Akito.

A complex light flickered in his eyes as he slowly raised the knife in his hand.

Chapter 875 Backstab

"Why... why?"

Akito coughed up a mouthful of blood, staring incredulously at Keimei in front of him. The crystal Victory Spark Lens in his hand fell to the ground and slid far away with a thud.

He never expected that Jieming, whom he had protected with all his might, would stab him in the back.

Jieming's face was filled with fear and his eyes with pain, but he still made up his mind and brought the knife down.

With a soft thud, the dagger pierced the flesh, and Akito's eyes widened as he collapsed to the ground, staring intently at Kaimei.

His eyes displayed a variety of emotions, including confusion, anger, despair, and bewilderment.

Even now, he still doesn't understand why Jieming would attack him.

"I'm sorry, Akito!"

Yumei picked up Akito's crystal victory sparkler, took one last look at Akito, and resolutely turned and left.

"How tragic!"

A soft murmur reached Akito's ears. Despite the distance and the absence of other sounds in the laboratory, it was still crystal clear.

Upon hearing these words, Zhangren's face tightened, and he was overcome with anger and vomited a mouthful of blood, completely losing consciousness.

A hint of mockery appeared in Jian Wukong's dull eyes; this fool had actually fallen into a woman's hands.

He slightly raised his finger, relying on that faint, almost imperceptible sensation to communicate with the light within the other's body.

But the next second he was stunned. The light had completely left him and no longer recognized him.

"Hehe, this is really interesting!"

Jianwu couldn't help but laugh, but he couldn't hide the sorrow in his eyes.

At this moment, a faint golden glow suddenly emanated from Zhangren's body.

The light began to heal Akito's body.

Then, to Jianwu's utter bewilderment, the man named Zhangren stood up on his own and slowly moved out of the area.

"Holy crap, the light has come to life!"

Jian Wu was completely dumbfounded and exclaimed in surprise.

What could be more shocking than seeing light come to life?

At this moment, he felt that his many wounds were no big deal.

Strange things happen every year, but this year there seem to be more than usual!

"Unfortunately, I lack culture, so all I can do is be arrogant!"

Jian Wu opened his mouth, and after a long while, he uttered this sentence: "I never expected there would be such a thing."

As for that Zhang Ren, his injuries were so severe that he had fallen into a deep sleep, and it was uncertain whether he would ever wake up again.

Although he didn't know how that light came to be sentient.

"And there's also the matter of naming!"

Jian Wu smiled, thinking, "This world is really interesting these days."

The cruelest blows are often dealt to those closest to us!

……

Yuina, carrying Akito's transformation device, arrived at a magnificent manor.

Inside, Zhongfeng lay in the arms of many beautiful women, lost in thought with his eyes closed.