Chapter 215 | My Avatar Is Becoming a God

Zhulong's body exploded into fragments, and those red meridian lines seemed to have broken some sort of seal, erupting outward frantically.

They grew wildly, expanding from the thickness of a finger to that of an arm in the blink of an eye, and then to the width of a person's embrace, reaching over ten meters high—an unimaginable size before now.

The scarlet vessel walls danced wildly in midair, like countless tentacles reaching out from hell.

The aberrations were also swaying and beginning to explode.

One after another, they seemed to be blown apart from the inside by something, splattering dark purple blood everywhere. With every explosion, new red meridian lines squirmed out, ballooning rapidly in the wind...

Soon, the entire field of vision was filled with red tentacles.

They crisscrossed, packing the space so tightly that not even wind could pass through, as if turning the entire world into a wildly dancing forest.

The moment this "forest of blood vessels" erupted, a powerful wave of anomalous energy slammed into Liu Yun outside.

Several of the golden giants standing at the very front exploded instantly, their golden light shattering into fragments that drifted through the air and flickered out like dying fireworks.

Hovering in midair, Liu Yun shuddered violently. A mouthful of blood sprayed from her lips, splashing dark and blackened onto her purple robe.

She gritted her teeth, knowing in her heart that things had gone terribly wrong.

If that thing really was the Evil God's blood vessels, then its loss of control was absolutely not something she could withstand! Much less Dawn City!

Where was Sinking Black?

Had he failed?!

Liu Yun's heart sank to rock bottom, and her body began to be pushed backward slowly by the force.

At the same time, all electronic equipment in the camp was completely fried!

This time, even the weak signal they had before was completely cut off.

The shrill shriek of electrical static pierced everyone's eardrums, followed by a series of pops and bangs as several devices smoked and exploded outright.

All screens went black. Facing the storm-restricted zone ahead, everyone was left completely blind, unable to see anything inside anymore.

Xie Xuan stood up, a cut on his face from shattered glass. He stared at the unprecedented scene before him, his mouth slightly agape.

He had come out this time to provide technical aid, but he never expected to witness such an unbelievable spectacle...

...

Inside, there was virtually no strength left to resist.

Hong Jiu had taken the most severe injuries. Blasted away by the explosion, he was now unconscious.

Xiao Xinghan was not in much better shape. He only had enough time to encase himself and Hong Jiu in rock armor before blacking out as well.

As for the slightly weaker Xie Jin, his entire left arm had been completely torn off and was gone.

Surprisingly, Dahei rolled a few times on the ground and stood right back up, seemingly fine.

This build quality was definitely state-of-the-art.

Most of the others had resigned themselves to death.

When those dancing red pillars touched anyone, the victims instantly withered.

Their skin clung tightly to their bones, as if every ounce of their energy had been completely drained!

The edge of the forest of blood vessels was still expanding outward, sucking dry any living creature it touched in an instant.

The pure white armor on Bai Feifei's body shielded her from the brunt of the impact, but the force was so immense that she was still thrown dozens of meters back.

On her game panel, her level shot upward.

【Current Level: Level 51 → Level 53.】

Her physical condition was completely refreshed after leveling up, and she finally caught her breath.

But now that the battle was over, she also dropped out of Slaughter God Mode.

Deactivating her transformation, she knelt on one knee, gasping heavily for air.

Zhulong was dead, but killing him seemed to have broken some sort of seal, and everything was now spiraling toward an irreversible end.

In the howling wind, she raised her head and stared blankly at the apocalyptic scene before her.

Before he died, Zhulong had said he would take everyone down with him, warning that the Mother Goddess's power would never let them survive.

Looking at it now, it seemed his words were truly coming to pass.

He Jinfan crawled out from the pile of rubble, immediately ripping off his right glove while twitching in pain.

He looked down at his hand; all five fingers were still there, but his entire palm was as red as if it had been scalded by boiling water, trembling uncontrollably.

Earlier, he had genuinely felt like his palm was about to be turned into mincemeat!

Still, compared to everyone else present, he was in relatively good shape.

He looked up at the expanding red forest, then at Bai Feifei kneeling and gasping for breath, and hurried over to her.

"Has Sinking Black not returned yet?" Standing beside Bai Feifei, he directly tried to call his "big brother," wanting to see if there was any news from this genuine member of the society.

Besides, he felt that failing to handle a situation like this was perfectly normal. There was no need to maintain any pretenses of being cool; he could just speak his mind.

"What is he doing? We're all going to die at this rate!"

Bai Feifei gasped, slowly raising her head.

"He probably... isn't coming back anytime soon," Bai Feifei said.

After all, she knew there was no Sinking Black; that was simply what it looked like when the Old-Timer controlled her body.

And now that she was in control of her own body, it was practically impossible for Sinking Black to appear.

The Old-Timer hadn't taken over her body, nor had he explained what she should do next.

He Jinfan: ?

Obviously, the way he interpreted her words was entirely different.

Hearing this, his mind went completely blank.

What did she mean he wasn't coming back?

Had Sinking Black died?!

That black-armored god had looked so incredibly badass just moments ago. How could he just be gone like that?

He looked at the raging forest of blood vessels around them, and on second thought, realized it wasn't impossible.

After all, these were the blood vessels of an Evil God. When fighting against a concept as abstract as an Evil God of the Old Days, failing seemed only natural.

There was no way in hell anyone could have a countermeasure for this!

Why even bother staying? If even he was dead, shouldn't they just run?!

He Jinfan made his decision instantly. Looking at Bai Feifei, he shouted, "Then what are we waiting for?!"

"Let's go! Do you still have the strength to move?"

Bai Feifei glanced at him, but shook her head.

She had the strength—in fact, she felt even stronger than before—but...

Supporting herself on her knees, she stood up and stumbled forward.

He Jinfan froze, watching Bai Feifei walk toward Wan Qianhong.

Bai Feifei knelt beside her and placed a hand on her neck.

No pulse, nothing. She felt like a mummified corpse that had been dead for years.

She held this position for a moment, then raised her head to look at everyone within her field of vision who was on the verge of death.

Is it still the same...

She still couldn't change history. Even after killing Zhulong, everything was still inevitably heading toward its final end, just as the Old-Timer had said.