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After all, he's an old monster who's lived for who knows how many years; he has an endless supply of underhanded tactics.

However, Wan Qi reacted quickly. His mage hand immediately grabbed the surrounding Si Chen squad, and then his massive mental power erupted in the most unreasonable way.

Mental Magic - Soul Blast

The once-mighty oil offensive crumbled instantly, and Arcana's territory collapsed as a result.

It helps you mend your soul; this trick is like a preventative injection, highly targeted.

The death zone enveloped the battlefield once more. Having regained control of the battlefield environment, Wan Qi showed no mercy. Countless enormous skeletons rushed towards Arcana in bizarre and grotesque shapes, instantly filling every space within his field of vision.

But at that moment, Wan Qi felt a chill in his back, and then a sharp blade pierced through his chest.

At this moment, everyone in Si Chen's team was dumbfounded, because the person who stabbed them in the back was—Wilting.

Section 17: Silent Eternal Sleep

(Second update!)

A knife in your back is always the most deadly, especially one stabbed by someone you're trying to protect.

But Wanqi immediately realized that this was not something Virtin would do, because the magical reaction on the knife was exactly the same as that of Arcana, especially when he turned around and saw Virtin's shocked and terrified face.

This Miss Si Chen, who is also excellent at controlling her emotions, has broken her composure this time.

The truth is, Virtue had just come to her senses.

Wan Qi's soul blast effect was quite good, but this kind of area damage did not distinguish between friend and foe. He did control the direction in a targeted manner, but this was not a Claymore mine with a preset explosion direction. Moreover, even a Claymore mine has a shock damage range behind it, just like the exhaust flame zone of an RPG rocket launcher.

Arcana suffered the most damage, while the others were stunned into a daze.

But even in that brief moment, Arcana still managed to seize the opportunity.

To be precise, it was the random piece she casually tossed aside that had an effect.

An automatic counterattack spell with a brief possession control effect.

This spell wasn't designed for Wanqi. Arcana knew very well that even with his own mental strength, under overload conditions, he was unlikely to be as violent as Wanqi, the Yellow River. Expecting the Yellow River to be blocked by its dikes was simply unrealistic. Therefore, this effect was designed for other characters. It was a face-down card, and one with an uncertain activation probability.

But sometimes, probability can surprise you.

Wan Qi needs to protect his teammates, so he will inevitably run back and forth between attacks during the attack intervals, and his attacks will definitely be targeted, which to some extent achieves prediction.

It's only to a certain extent that the situation with the parasitic plant is something that was anticipated, but because all the values ​​were strongly controlled, it caused a delay that led to a delay that continued.

Overall, but in terms of sheer numbers, Arcana is indeed at a disadvantage.

But this is a battlefield where things change rapidly, and all information is in a chaotic state of constant flux. No one can be 100% certain of victory. Moreover, the numerical difference between Wanqi and Arcana is not large enough for Holy Terra to go all out to crush the Tau Empire. At most, it's a 40/60 split. If things really start to fluctuate dynamically, unless Wanqi has hidden trap cards or they are triggered passively from his hand, Arcana is still very confident of winning.

Moreover, she is a learned and experienced immortal.

She has indeed crossed more bridges than Wan Qi has walked roads.

Digging pits, planting mines, leaving tunnels, and finding paths are all done with ease. Some combat actions are passive skills, naturally leaving some backup plans. In the dynamic game, they can surprise their opponents from time to time.

Now, the opportunity has come. The briefly shaken Virtin has stepped into the trap left by Arcana. Wanqi's mental perception has captured Virtin's actions, but his main consciousness has not reacted.

Since they are teammates, and real-life teammates at that, everyone has their own behavioral logic, and they are not enemies, so as long as the actions are not too exaggerated, they will be ignored.

Just like you can't expect radar to scan all bands without blind spots, you'll only get worthless gibberish.

Wan Qi was the same; he needed to focus his energy on the battle.

Then, Arcana's idle move succeeded.

The power belonging to Arcana began to spread and destroy, tearing Wan Qi's body apart from the inside in an instant, but not completely destroying it. After all, the corpse of an outsider also has value and needs to be maintained to a certain extent.

Wilting watched as Wan Qi was pierced by his own sword, and then slowly collapsed to the ground.

"Wan...qi, Wanqi!"

Veltin reached out and picked up Wanqi, but the man was no longer breathing. His face was covered with a mixture of blood and black liquid. Arcana had acted swiftly and decisively, leaving no chance for Wanqi to recover.

"No, no, it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!"

Countless memories suddenly overwhelmed Wilting like a flood breaking through a dam, instantly riddling her hard shell with holes.

She once longed for freedom, but the price of challenging the foundation was losing her best friend and being locked in a cage again.

So she learned to shut down her emotions, trying her best to avoid any obvious emotional expression at any time. At the age of a young girl, she disguised herself as a silent adult, because silence and speechlessness could reduce many unnecessary mistakes. As long as she remained a silent observer and accumulated enough knowledge and strength, there would still be opportunities in the future.

Then, when she was sixteen, fate played a cruel joke on her.

During the "torrential rain," two exceptions occurred: two people of the same kind met.

The moment it was confirmed that Vanqi had immunity to "Rainstorm," Virtue made up her mind to make the other party her comrade. She didn't even realize that her long-standing loneliness made her yearn for a true friend. Fate delivered two surprises: a friend, a friend who could walk with her in the "Rainstorm."

This means that many things will change fundamentally, but for now, Virtin knows that he has a true friend who can stay by his side.

And Wan Qi is also willing to become his friend.

But the wonderful encounter was so short-lived. The powerful friend encountered the Demon King who came to block the door when he was still in the newbie village. Just when the situation was full of hope, he actually destroyed everything with his own hands.

I hate it so much, I really hate it. I hate my own powerlessness, my own weakness and ignorance, and I hate that the Foundation didn't provide an army to wipe out the Reshaping Hand at this time.

There's so much to hate, but even more so, there's pain.

Hope was so easily crushed. Is this the malice of fate?

Arcana walked toward Verdin with the air of a victor. Sonnet, Stargazer, and Apple blocked Verdin's way, and were then easily tied up by Arcana.

"Although it's a pity, the results are still very satisfying."

Arcana crouched down and then reached out to lift Virtine's face. Her movements looked gentle, but in reality, they were a terrifying force that Virtine could not refuse, along with physical limitations.

Virtue was met with a pair of hateful eyes.

"I like the way you look expressionless in the 'storm'. But you look good now too. You have a unique charm."

“I share your pain, it’s almost tangible. Why are you so angry? Is it because…” Arcana leaned forward and whispered in Virtin’s ear, “He’s the same kind of person as you.”

"Arcana!"

Like a wounded lion cub, Virtin desperately wanted to pounce and tear apart the villain who had robbed her of all hope, but she didn't have the strength. Arcana simply raised his hand, and his arms made of viscous liquid bound her in mid-air.

"You're even more interesting now. Indeed, a strong emotional tension is more wonderful than a blank expression. Don't worry, I'll make good use of his corpse and make sure there's not a single bit wasted."

A trickle of blood flowed from Virtine's mouth; she had bitten her lip.

“Next, it’s your turn, Veldine. For the sake of your remaining friends, I invite you to join the Reshaping Hand. You won’t refuse, will you?”

Virtue trembled all over, but she knew she had to calm down and think rationally, even though she had little rationality left. For the sake of her friends who were still alive, she had no other choice.

"I...will..."

"A-er-kana!!!"

The final "Na" was roared out with a thousand times more anger. At the same time, for the first time, a look of surprise appeared on Arcana's face, which had been wearing a smile the whole time.

Immediately afterwards, a tremendous sense of crisis enveloped Arcana, and she made the right choice in the shortest amount of time.

They quickly retreated with the forget-me-nots, ignoring Snyder.

Countless crimson crystals burst forth from the earth, causing the Death Domain to collapse as well. However, Arcana was far from at ease, for these crimson crystals were far more terrifying than the Moon of No Life that Wan Qi had previously unleashed.

She didn't know what these things were, but she could feel her power being suppressed by them.

It's like a superior suppressing a subordinate.

The Si Chen team members, now free of restrictions, quickly gathered around Virtin. Because the domain had shattered, the action team members also arrived, but the situation had already exceeded everyone's expectations.

In a pool of deep red liquid, Wan Qi slowly stood up, his wounds vanished without a trace, as if he had been reborn.

That's right, he's a newborn; he already had an unlimited number of resurrection scrolls.

Red Sea World is a generous mother who dotes on her only child, Wanqi, to whom she can draw strength at will. But this love is also incredibly heavy; she wants to pull Wanqi back into her embrace, to give him absolute safety and protection, whether Wanqi likes it or not.

A surge of rage coursed through Wan Qi. He was furious, because just now, this resurrection had made him feel a very obvious pull from the Red Sea world. If before it was just a matter of "hurry up and go home for dinner," now it was like being tied up and dragged back.

The original one-month task time given on the mobile phone has been shortened to only 24 hours.

The resurrection completely disrupted and utterly destroyed Wan Qi's plans.

Is it possible to complete a task that is neither specific nor meets the standard in 24 hours?

Perhaps holiday homework can work miracles in one night, but could you finish all your holiday homework from elementary to high school in one night?

Then all that's left is to settle the score with a fire.

The mission is no longer possible.

Anchoring to global coordinates is obviously out of the question.

The mission failed, there's no telling when another mission will come, and the consequences are unpredictable, not to mention the inevitable return of the indefinite Red Sea confinement.

Wan Qi's soul trembled. He suddenly realized that, compared to destroying hope, giving hope and then destroying it was the most terrifying thing.

To see the light and then lose it the instant you see it—is this the cruel torture of fate?

It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter at all. Since failure is inevitable anyway, then... let's go completely insane!

"Control life and death, shatter the cycle of reincarnation, make gods and demons weep blood, and leave the dead without shedding a tear!"

This is a magical incantation performed by Wan Qi after compressing the two-dimensional text of Chinese. For someone of his level, the need to use specially incanted magic makes him a very special individual.

The white skeleton reappeared, shattered, pieced together, and gradually coalesced into a full-body bone armor on Wan Qi's body. This bone armor had not been worn by Wan Qi before, but was placed in a special necromancy array in the Red Sea world for reinforcement.

The potential of each bone on it was squeezed to the limit, and then it was combined with other bones, repeating this process over and over again. Even Wan Qi himself forgot how many times he had repeated it. Anyway, he would tinker with it a couple of times when he had nothing to do.

Mages all have their own equipment, and necromancers are no exception.

The equipment, which requires incantations to wear, is covered with various curses and spells. Different combinations can produce various rune effects. In addition, the bone armor itself has extremely strong extraordinary material properties and enchantment enhancements, so it has also earned a special title - Silent Slumber.

The bone scythe used by Wan Qi is part of a complete set of equipment. When he puts on the "Silent Eternal Sleep," an aura of death, like a cloak of death, spreads behind him.

Everyone present felt their teeth chattering, a manifestation of the creature's fear of death, the purest reflection of the soul, and the source of all this was now completely encased in the icy, tough bone armor.

This is the calm before the storm.

Section 18: The Destruction of Chicago

(Third update!)

Before taking action, Wan Qi activated the Bone Prison, enveloping Si Chen's team.

“Wanqi! What are you doing? We can fight alongside you!” Veltin shouted.

“This can protect you.” Wan Qi turned around and said calmly, “And farewell.”

In countless movie scenes, there are always some iconic transitional scenes before the two sides in a battle take action, such as falling water droplets, broken clocks, and blinking eyes.

But now, Wan Qi has to say, all of this is bullshit. There's only one reason for starting the battle: I'm here!

In the blink of an eye, death descended. Without any preparation, in an instant, the Hand of Reconstruction's bar stronghold was reduced to a crack in the ground by the terrifying slash.

Countless crimson crystals spread from the cracks, staining the surroundings blood-red, devouring everything around them with the most domineering attitude.

Domain? No need.

Tips? No need.

Now there is only absolute violence, with higher-ranking individuals crushing lower-ranking individuals.

Arcana has witnessed many wars, and even the explosion of the world's largest hydrogen bomb from afar. When those destructive forces are one-off events, once they spread out, they end. In terms of sustained destructive power, the creations of human technology are indeed inferior to the magic and rituals of mysticism.

But what if there were some kind of force that could devour all mystical power without any reason?

In the past, this possibility was only theoretical; Arcana had never seen it. Although she had similar skills, it was more about the shattering and fusion of vast mystical forces. In essence, they were all the same kind of beings.

But today's situation is different. A higher-dimensional force from outside the realm is frantically devouring everything around it.

Her Arcana's most prized rituals and spells had to be reduced to a brutal clash of power devoid of any beauty.

Because the other party's power does not allow it, nor does it accept any magical effects.

A curse? Ignore it!

Blessing? No way!

Weaken? Devour!

Wanqi stacked countless buffs on himself and recklessly applied all the debuffs to the enemy, but all the spells Arcana cast on him during this process went unanswered.

The lack of feedback was the most absurd feedback she had ever encountered before.