Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"What are you thinking about?"

A silk camisole nightgown, revealing her delicate, jade-like shoulders.

Those hands, as smooth as jade, possessed a captivating magic. They gently brushed aside the shoulder strap as she gracefully approached. A charming smile graced her lips.

Holding a wine glass, the swirling red wine exudes a sweet aroma.

It complements her natural fragrance.

Liang Bing, this mysterious woman.

Du Qiangwei had always felt there was something wrong with her; it was a woman's intuition. Every time she got close, she would have a special feeling.

Whether it's those smiling lips or those captivating, sparkling eyes.

Such a beauty appeared alone on the battlefield amidst the smoke of gunpowder. Du Qiangwei shook off these random thoughts from her mind.

Liang Bing gently sipped the wine.

A lick of red lips.

Her gaze fell on Du Qiangwei's pretty profile, her eyes caressing her lips.

Timeless Rose!

That's really something to worry about.

This is an abandoned building, but it is actually a luxurious high-end villa. The overall decoration and furniture are all custom-made luxury items, and there is also a rooftop garden and a private swimming pool.

"Where?"

Liang Bing asked.

"Let it breathe."

Du Qiangwei said coldly.

She glanced sideways and spotted Liang Bing who had followed her. This wasn't private space, so she couldn't refuse Liang Bing.

Let her be.

On the rooftop of the private villa, a fragrant aroma filled the air.

White roses bloom on the somewhat desolate rooftop. Their slender branches, adorned with leaves, stretch out and embrace each other.

Clusters upon clusters form their own distinct groups; though the flowers are not large, they bloom profusely, harmoniously intertwining with the branches and jade-like leaves.

Like a silent poem, a three-dimensional painting, it surpasses any man-made sculpture.

The beautiful roses bloom quietly against a backdrop of cruel war and ruins.

A sense of poignant beauty arises spontaneously.

In the history of civilization, the white rose is the national flower of Romania, symbolizing the Romanian people's passion, purity, sincerity, nobility, simplicity, and abundance.

"These flowers suit you perfectly."

Liang Bing's slender fingers held a rose in her hand, but did not pick it. She simply moved closer to Du Qiangwei's hair, the pure white rose contrasting beautifully with her long red hair.

So beautiful.

"White roses symbolize pure love, making them a suitable gift for..."

Liang Bing didn't continue speaking, but chuckled softly.

White roses are a suitable gift for lovers and sweethearts.

Unexpectedly, this mysterious woman could say such sentimental things. Du Qiangwei seemed to relax and let out a soft sigh.

Do you believe in love?

"I don't believe you. I'm the daughter of an angel and a devil." Liang Bing raised her eyes and glanced at Du Qiangwei.

At a glance.

Those clear eyes seemed to encompass the pure white of the entire world.

This is a gaze devoid of any desire, devoid of any entanglement, so unlike the incongruity of war, death, and slaughter.

Turn your attention back to the city.

The entire city was reduced to ruins, with scattered troops resisting the invaders, and the people fleeing in all directions.

When life is challenged.

All these luxuries became burdens and were discarded immediately.

"Want to have a drink and make the most of tonight?"

Liang Bing poured herself a glass of red wine and handed it to Qiangwei. Ignored once again, she didn't mind and poured herself a drink.

A sense of ease and naturalness—this is a rare quality.

"This planet has experienced too many wars throughout its thousands of years of history. Humanity has experienced too many wars. Every war brings death... death... death... yet they still tirelessly wage war."

"Rose, sometimes you have to understand that one person's strength is limited, and you also have to compromise and yield."

Cool ice sipped a mouthful of wine with a pleasant sip.

She leaned against the fence, gazing up at the starry sky.

The starry sky remains as beautiful as ever, even though this planet is ravaged by death and suffering, and humanity is embroiled in an unprecedented and brutal war.

The starry sky is still as dazzling as ever.

It will never be dimmed by the fall of Earth.

Compared to the vast universe, a single planet is insignificant. It's like how humans always make wishes when a shooting star streaks across the sky.

Perhaps some alien civilization, when it falls to Earth, will say...

Look! A shooting star!

Make a wish.

During this time, Du Qiangwei remained active on the battlefield, fighting the invaders with all her might. She rescued civilians and destroyed many of the Taotie's flying machines. Even so, Du Qiangwei still felt a sense of isolation and helplessness.

War and killing happen all the time.

One by one, lives withered away.

That faint pain surged like a tide, and Du Qiangwei felt this omnipresent pain all the time.

Super soldier.

Ultimately, it's just a living organism.

"I am a super soldier, a member of the Super Soldier Squad. Even if I can only save one person, I won't hesitate... not even for a second."

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"I am a super soldier, I am a member of the Super Soldier Corps. Even if I can only save one person, I will not hesitate... not even for a second."

Her beautiful eyes gazed at the ruins of the city, a hint of sadness mingling with her resolute gaze.

A gentle breeze blew.

Her beautiful hair fluttered in the wind.

Death is ever-present; amidst the delicate fragrance of white roses, one can almost smell the stench of blood lingering in the air.

Even super-gene warriors, with their individual combat capabilities, are no match for such invading forces.

Each one is like a grain of sand in the vast sky.

Life is so fragile.

Those vibrant lives, those young lives that may have greeted her and chatted happily yesterday, may now be struggling or have already perished. Cold corpses lie in the ruins, their remains unable to be buried.

If people really have souls after they die.

How many souls must be floating in the air above this city?

The wind whimpered.

It sounded like the cries of the dead.

confused?

Lost?

Feeling lost?

Du Qiangwei seemed to see that towering figure before her eyes. Her father's broad arms, his resolute square face, thick eyebrows, and deep eyes—that was the bearing of a soldier.

Descendants of the Deno civilization.

We are now powerless to control this war of civilizations.

Maybe……

Perhaps that person could, a figure flashed through Du Qiangwei's mind.

His white clothes were spotless.

Standing between the heavens.

It was like a divine intervention!

Lin Yan!

Fire God!

That appeared like a miracle during the Battle of Tianhe. Single-handedly, he overwhelmed the might of an entire army, halting the advance of the Taotie Legion. And with an unimaginable, earth-shattering punch, he destroyed the Taotie Legion's Great Cross.

If it is the God of Fire.

Perhaps it can save the endangered Earth and the countless innocent people caught up in the brutal war.

however……

Du Qiangwei had always known that this man was always willful and capricious. His whereabouts were unpredictable, and no one knew where he was at any given moment.

"If you're willing, I'm willing to fight for you. All you need to do is open your heart to me and accept my help."

A gentle voice rang out as Liang Bing and Qiangwei stood side by side.

She turned slightly to the side and saw those alluring eyes. The two were very close, gazing into each other's eyes.

Their reflections are mirrored.

The subtle fragrance is refreshing and delightful.

Du Qiangwei felt somewhat resistant; she could always detect a faint fragrance. It was definitely not the scent of white roses, but rather a fleeting fragrance that, when inhaled, even gave one a slightly intoxicating, euphoric feeling.

He took a step back.

"I've already told you I don't trust you."

"Rose, sometimes you have to learn to accept the kindness of others. How do you tell if someone is sincere towards you?"

Long, slender fingers grasped Rose's hand.

Place it on your chest.

"Feel it, that's my heartbeat. Don't you believe me yet? How else do you want me to prove it?"

Her breath was as fragrant as orchids.

Liang Bing moved even closer.

"I, Liang Bing, swear to the heavens that I will never betray Rose. If I betray Rose, may my body disintegrate into every corner of the universe, and may I never live again."

Every word, every note, lingered with a melodious, haunting sound, like the warbling of a nightingale.

Du Qiangwei broke free.

She took a few steps back. "I don't have time for this nonsense. War is about to break out, and I must be fully prepared. Those great crosses in the sky... how can I forget... they almost razed Tianhe City to the ground."

"I told you I could help you."

"The Devourer is so arrogant just because it obtained the Void Engine of Death Karl. It is still too green compared to me, the Queen."

Liang Bing said.

A wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips.