The head attached to the neck of God's Corpse pulled back its lips in a sincere, heartfelt smile.
His gaze lingered on Evans.
“It has been so many years,” the City Lord's voice resonated from God's Corpse's chest cavity, booming like a giant bell.
“Once again, this era has reached its end.”
“This time, are you willing to step into the future with me?”
Evans did not reply to his mad ravings.
The black liquid abruptly pulled back around his feet, compressing from its state of covering half the room to a one-meter square area beneath him.
The black liquid stopped surging aimlessly. Instead, it tightly contracted and went dormant, compressing all of its power into its very core.
He did not wait for the other party to say another word.
The black liquid thrust forward with explosive force, shooting toward the operating table from the doorway like a black arrow.
He moved with extreme speed—so fast that even the sound of the air tearing open failed to catch up with his footsteps.
Yet, the City Lord controlling God's Corpse neither dodged nor avoided it.
He did not even stand up. Just sitting on the edge of the bed, he raised a single hand.
The grayish-white palm opened directly toward the direction Evans was rushing from, its fingers slightly splayed.
The power of annihilation concentrated in an instant. The tip of the black liquid exploded with a bang, then dissipated into the air.
But immediately after, even more black liquid surged forward.
By now, this half of the room had been completely filled by the black liquid, which took on a shape that utterly defied the laws of physics.
However, God's Corpse clenched its fist and pushed forward.
With a loud boom, a millstone-sized hole caved out of thin air in the front of the black liquid.
The power of annihilation spread outward from the palm of God's Corpse, eroding the structure of the black liquid layer by layer.
But apart from the front, black liquid swarmed from all directions, transforming into spikes, bullets, or simply smashing forward in a chaotic mess.
Yet, they could only advance to a distance of about three meters around the City Lord before being completely annihilated, unable to move an inch closer.
It seemed that Evans alone was incapable of harming the City Lord who controlled God's Corpse.
Ren Yi made his move at the exact same moment Evans launched his attack.
The invisible Seed flew out silently.
But this time, when the Seed landed on God's Corpse, it was like a stone sinking into the sea.
Ren Yi tried to activate it, but received no feedback whatsoever; the Seed seemed to have dissipated silently into the air.
He had encountered a similar situation before.
A world's will fragment.
There was a world's will fragment inside God's Corpse.
It made sense. The original owner of this body had directly swallowed the Heavenly Dao, so it wasn't surprising that there was a world's will fragment inside.
The problem was that the status of the world's will was too high. Its rules clashed with Ren Yi's abilities, rendering his Seed useless.
It was precisely because of this high status that The Alliance would dispatch Calamities to fight against it in direct confrontations.
Wait, that wasn't right.
Why had he already run into two of these tough bones that were supposed to be dealt with by Calamities?
Even though they were both weakened versions... wasn't this pushing his growth a bit too fast?
Ren Yi suddenly realized that with his luck, he really should buy some insurance.
Speaking of which, there shouldn't be an Anomaly in The Alliance called 'Insurance'... right?
He quickly suppressed his wandering thoughts and pulled his attention back to the battle before him.
Evans was still wrestling with that grayish-white palm. His black liquid was constantly being annihilated, but it kept growing back to fill the gaps.
The Month of Divine Sight's suppression of God's Corpse slowed the speed of annihilation by a beat, but it was only 'by a beat.'
Since there was nothing he could do in terms of rules, he could only consider some physical options.
Ren Yi tried to invoke the Withered Claw.
But the suppressing power of God's Corpse was like an invisible net, locking down all Anomalous powers so that they could not budge.
The Withered Claw didn't work. Illusions didn't work. Most of his methods were rendered useless before God's Corpse.
But Ren Yi had other ways.
Swoosh. He vanished into thin air.
In Evans's vision, the white Anomalous creature he had been shielding instantly evaporated on the spot, leaving no trace behind.
At the same time, a line of text surfaced before Evans. His eyes narrowed, and the black liquid abruptly retreated.
Seeing this, the City Lord raised an eyebrow slightly and controlled God's Corpse to press forward.
“My child, you are already—”
However, before he could even finish half of his boast, Ren Yi abruptly reappeared on the spot.
But the position where he appeared overlapped with the body of God's Corpse.
This scene looked extremely jarring, like a severe clipping bug in a video game's 3D model.
Ren Yi's True Form silently embedded itself into God's Corpse's indestructible shell, which had swallowed all previous attacks.
Two existences that should never have intersected were forcibly squeezed into the exact same coordinates.
This misalignment, which defied the truths of the universe, lasted for only an instant. Immediately after, a terrifying explosion triggered by the overlapping matter erupted.
The physical energy of the Anomaly and the force of torn atoms were released in that fraction of a second, violently colliding and tearing against God's Corpse.
A low, muffled rumble rang out, like muffled thunder exploding deep within thick clouds.
A bowl-sized gap was blasted right out of God's Corpse's chest.
The layer of grayish-white skin was completely gone, revealing a dark-gray interior that looked like solidified lava.
Deep within the flesh, a shriveled, withered heart that had long stopped beating was faintly visible.
But Ren Yi himself didn't have it easy either.
He was violently flung back by the terrifying repulsive force. The white clouds covering him had thinned out significantly, and wisps of mist at the edges were dispersing uncontrollably.
The expression on the face of the Lord of the Sky Lake City suddenly stiffened, his eyes locking onto the drifting Ren Yi.
“What... are you?” he roared.
Huh?
A subtle trace of doubt flashed through Ren Yi's mind.
Had Doctor Cyril not reported his information to him?
Before he could think further, God's Corpse had already reached out and lunged forward to grab him.
But Evans, having recovered, threw himself forward again without a care, using the black liquid to bite down hard on the enemy.
At the same time, a sparkling waterdrop quietly emerged beside Ren Yi.
Without the slightest hesitation, he locked onto the head on God's Corpse.
【Waterdrop】: Once the user understands the target's pain, the target is unconditionally erased.
The way Ren Yi chose to 'understand the pain' was extremely straightforward. Since God's Corpse had just suffered a violent explosion, Ren Yi naturally chose 'pain sensation.'
To prevent failure due to the condition being too broad, he even specified it as 'the burning sensation and pain of the chest being hit by an explosion.'
However, the waterdrop only trembled slightly before falling completely silent.
The check failed.
The Lord of the Sky Lake and God's Corpse did not feel any physical 'pain.'
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