He Jinfan stood where he was, completely motionless.
He didn't dare to move.
Since Sinking Black had told him to stand here, he figured he had better behave himself.
After all, he had a guilty conscience right now.
He had no idea whether this was going to be a reckoning or an olive branch. Then again, it wasn't like he had actually offended him, right?
Xu Mo ignored him.
He walked slowly across the devastated battlefield, his gaze sweeping over the people who were gradually regaining their vitality.
The Heart of the Real World throbbed gently in his chest, and the effect of the Heart of the World allowed him to clearly hear everyone's heartbeat.
It was a wondrous feeling.
Those who had been drained dry and whose hearts had stopped were now experiencing a resurgence of life as their hearts began to beat once more.
Of course, there was nothing to be done about physical trauma; those who had truly been torn to shreds by the aberrations were beyond saving.
As for Hong Jiu and the others, they were mostly fine.
Having gone through this life-and-death battle and the back-and-forth drain of their life force by the blood vessels, these two Ranger executives might actually touch the threshold of becoming Prophets.
It seemed that the favor Bai Feifei had asked of him wouldn't be much of an issue.
But there was one exception—a highly critical one!
Xu Mo stopped in front of Wan Qianhong.
She lay on the ground, looking like a corpse that had been mummified for decades, with no heartbeat whatsoever!
She had already overexerted herself beforehand, and on top of that, she had been targeted by active attacks. The returning life force didn't seem to have done much for her.
He crouched down and reached out to touch Wan Qianhong's neck.
Xu Mo frowned.
Damn. It would be a real shame if this woman died...
He fell silent for a couple of seconds. Suddenly, the medal on his game panel lit up.
—【Source of Bloodline】!
Xu Mo's pupils contracted slightly as he instantly recalled its additional effect.
If the target is 'sufficiently qualified,' they can receive my strengthening power, which is beneficial for developing my faction and faith.
What exactly did 'sufficiently qualified' mean? This vague description was incredibly irresponsible.
What would happen if she wasn't qualified?
After all, that was power associated with an Evil God, and she was just an NPC...
Whatever, let's give it a shot. Treat a dead horse as if it were alive. Besides, isn't the Evil God just an NPC too?
Xu Mo thought about it and sighed.
“Well, you're already in this state anyway.”
“Let's give it a try. If you live, it's your good fortune. If you die, at least I can say I tried to keep my promise.”
With that, the power of the Source of Bloodline Medal instantly flared. As the Heart of the Real World pulsed, it channeled a strange power through the Mother of All Souls' blood vessels and injected it into Wan Qianhong!
...
Outside the red soil region, the towering red wall of wind that connected heaven and earth suddenly vanished!
Just a second ago, without any warning or gradual fading, everything came to a sudden, absolute halt!
It was as if someone had pressed the pause button on the world.
The howling gales, the anomalous fluctuations—every single thing was gone, as if everything that had just happened was nothing but an illusion.
Liu Yun hovered in midair, staring at the scene with a look of instant bewilderment.
Was she still dreaming? What just happened?
She was still holding S-119 Blood Skull Vengeance, actively channeling her power.
Now that the force she was opposing had suddenly vanished, she felt as though she had swung a punch into empty air. Her body swayed, and she nearly plummeted from the sky.
The heavenly soldiers and generals she had summoned now stood there looking utterly dazed, left without a target or next objective.
Xie Xuan stood up from the console, blinking in sheer disbelief.
The technicians from Turing City also looked at one another in confusion.
“Is it over?”
“How did it just end so abruptly?!”
“Or... is something even bigger coming?”
Everyone was incredibly tense. Xie Xuan couldn't help but wonder if Dawn City was haunted by some sort of evil spirit.
“Prophet Liu Yun?”
He called out tentatively, wanting to ask for her opinion, but his voice succeeded in snapping Liu Yun out of her daze.
Liu Yun shuddered, panic instantly flashing in her eyes. Seeing that the storm no longer required her control, she charged straight ahead!
Regardless of whether it was a trap, what had actually transpired, or if there was an Evil God involved, she had to go and see for herself right now.
Xie Xuan was also growing anxious and wanted to head in immediately. Just as he was about to start his vehicle, a massive golden heavenly soldier materialized before him.
The golden heavenly soldier scooped him up in its hand and rushed toward the interior of the red soil restricted zone.
...
Meanwhile, inside the dark red, nest-like structure, the Heart of the Real World at Xu Mo's chest throbbed, suddenly bursting with a dark purple glow.
Different people, different hearts.
However, as for why Wan Qianhong was represented by purple, he had no idea what it signified.
As the energy flowed from his fingertips into Wan Qianhong's body, her complexion visibly improved at a speed discernible to the naked eye.
Beneath her dried skin, blood vessels began to resurface, except this time, they gleamed with the same dark purple hue.
Then, her hollow cheeks filled out again, her graying hair began to turn black from the roots, and a heartbeat started to pulse in her chest once more.
Standing nearby, He Jinfan found the scene slightly horrifying.
It couldn't be helped; the process looked far too much like some sort of mysterious cult ritual.
He couldn't help but wonder if Sinking Black itself didn't look a bit like an Evil God of the Old Days.
Xu Mo, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. The progress seemed to be going incredibly smoothly.
“Did it work?”
Wan Qianhong's body suddenly shuddered violently, and a layer of purple light began to emanate from beneath her skin.
Purple energy billowed from within her, condensing on the surface of her body to form a suit of armor adorned with bizarre, organ-like patterns!
The armor was very thin, hugging the curves of her body. It didn't have a metallic texture but resembled a physical entity of liquid energy.
There were dark gold patterns at the joints, the pauldrons were sharp, and the armor was covered in visceral motifs, as if her entire internal anatomy had been sketched onto it. He wasn't sure if there was some special meaning behind it.
Xu Mo was stunned. The style of this armor was exactly the same as Sinking Black and Spotless White!
This heart had now connected to an external user who could draw upon its power.
It seemed she was actually doing alright. As expected of someone with an incredibly rare innate talent, she appeared to be sufficiently qualified.
A thought couldn't help but flash through Xu Mo's mind: It looks like the Masked Hermit Society might finally get its second official member.
Well, at least he wouldn't be a one-man army anymore...
Right at that moment, disaster struck!
Boom!
Without any warning or buffer, an explosion suddenly occurred.
The armor on Wan Qianhong's body instantly disintegrated, and she exploded into a massive cloud of blood mist!
It was a completely pulverizing explosion. Not even severed limbs, shredded flesh, or bone fragments were left behind. She had blown up directly into a shower of blood that scattered in all directions.
Xu Mo: ?
He Jinfan beside him: ?!
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