Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 387, 079. Swift and Decisive Action
The force field of [Tiger Silent Incense] receded and dissipated like a tide, hiding inside Chen Ruolan's severely injured body.

The dagger pierced her chest from behind, forcing her to stumble and fall to the ground. Chen Ruolan felt that even breathing was extremely difficult, and each rise and fall of her chest pulled at the wound.

"Hooray."

She turned over, struggling to breathe, and still looked up.

Above his head was Chen Xingtong, possessed by the "Mutual Killing" spirit.

"Your destiny does indeed restrain me, but you seem to trust your destiny too much."

She spoke in Chen Xingtong's tone, which was even more infuriating than when she used Chen Xingtong's face before.

"Leave her body."

Chen Ruolan's eyelids began to feel heavy; she could feel the other person's dagger aimed directly at her heart.

I don't know if I punctured any major blood vessels, but I'm afraid my time is almost up.

The pain caused cold sweat to bead on her forehead, but her tone remained cold.

"Don't worry, I will leave. Of course, from now on, your body will be mine."

[Mutual Destruction] revealed a satisfied smile: "After you die, I'll first bite you into a White Walker, and then I'll take over your body."

Chen Ruolan gritted her teeth, but the pain of the dagger piercing her sternum made it difficult for her to even speak, and her lips were completely bloodless.

"Now, let me see you off on your final journey."

Chen Xingtong leaned down, her five fingers clenched together, and approached Chen Ruolan's neck.

Chen Ruolan was about to bite Chen Xingtong's neck, but hesitated for a moment when she looked at Chen Xingtong's face.

This time, [Mutual Killing] seized the opportunity, grabbed her by the neck, and lifted her up to eye level.

With her trachea pinched, Chen Ruolan's face turned red as she tried to breathe, but she still couldn't get any air in.

She tried to pry it open with both hands, but because she had lost too much strength, she couldn't budge it an inch.

"Goodbye."

[Fighting each other to the death] A smile played on his lips, and his eyes gleamed with a bewitching pleasure.

The hand holding his suddenly tightened its grip!

Chen Ruolan's eyes were bloodshot and red, her bulging pupils staring at "Chen Xingtong's" face, but she was too painful to say anything.

Death countdown!
[Fighting amongst themselves] A fierce glint appeared in his eyes: "Go in peace."

As she watched, her hand tightened around Chen Ruolan's neck, and with the White Walker's grip strength, it wouldn't be a problem to even break her neck.

Chen Ruolan's eyes widened, her mouth involuntarily opened wide as she suffocated, but she still couldn't breathe. Her brain began to shut down, and she was about to faint.

At that moment, a gust of wind swept through the corridor. [Mutual Killing] instinctively let go and retreated. In the instant she turned around, she was struck in the abdomen by a sudden knee strike. As she cried out in pain, she struggled to roll backward, creating distance in a few laps.

Then, [Mutual Killing] braced himself with one hand on the ground, half-squatting to cushion the momentum of his retreat, and looked up fiercely at the person who came.

The man wore a black trench coat, and his bangs swayed gently over the mask of joy and sorrow.

"It's you?"

I've also heard of the assassins who have been active in Zuojingdu recently, namely [Mutual Killing].

Jin Ziyue had no intention of saying anything more to her. He rushed forward in a few steps, leaped forward, and instantly closed in on [Mutual Killing].

The latter was surprised by his speed, and in a panic, he blocked with both hands and quickly tried to roll to the side.

Taking advantage of the opponent's lowing and rolling motion, Jin Ziyue swiftly grabbed the opponent's ankle.

[Internecine Mutual Destruction] She felt her body freeze, unable to break free. Turning around, she caught a glimpse of Jin Ziyue's predatory gaze beneath his mask, and the crimson glint in his eyes—all indicating that…

This guy is really angry!
"Wait, this is your friend's body!" She panicked and tried to threaten Jin Ziyue with all sorts of excuses.

But before she could say anything, Jin Ziyue's palm was already close to her eye level. [Mutual Killing] She felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and her whole body was lifted up by a huge force in front of her forehead, crashing into the wall. Accompanied by dizziness, her limbs hung limply like seaweed.

Jin Ziyue lifted her forehead with one hand, pressed it against the wall, and with his face on her shoulder, said:

"Should I pull you out yourself, or should you come out on your own?"

[Fratricide] With a heavy heart, he was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide when Jin Ziyue noticed and grabbed him by the forehead and threw him away again.

This swing caused [Mutual Killing] to lose its balance, losing its chance to commit suicide. It stumbled to the ground and rolled several times.

This body's fighting ability is far too weak; it is simply no match for Jin Ziyue.

[Mutual slaughter] filled with resentment.

Without further ado, Jin Ziyue leaped down and pressed his right palm against her forehead.

"you!"

[Mutual slaughter] Before he could even utter a sound, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning on his forehead, and countless currents surged through his body, absorbing all the power of his life.

"The Fate Chaser!"

She suddenly realized that this guy was the nemesis of all fates.

The more ruthless Jin Ziyue became, the faster his Life Control Spell moved. He could switch between ordinary life incantations in just a few seconds, but these life incantations, which were over a hundred years old, only lasted a few more breaths under the terrifying suction force in his palm.

The consciousness of "mutual destruction" was firmly absorbed by Jin Ziyue along with the energy of the life-destiny phrase. Like a water pump, it was condensed into a life-destiny phrase by Jin Ziyue in the blink of an eye.

"ah--!--!--!"

[Fighting each other] Produced in a hoarse, neither-male-nor-female voice.

As Chen Xingtong's face contorted in a grimace, a pale white aura gathered at the top of her forehead. Then, her head lolled to the side, and she fainted as if utterly exhausted.

Jin Ziyue clutched the energy ball of destiny in his palm and threw it into the Three-Legged Golden Toad Cauldron in his arms without hesitation.

As a confluence of a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, the centennial inscription will fulfill its final value.

He crouched down to check on the two people who had fallen to the ground. Chen Ruolan's condition was more serious. The dagger had pierced through her thoracic vertebrae from behind and struck her heart. The massive blood loss and the choking had caused her to faint.

Chen Xingtong's situation is better; she is not in great danger for the time being. However, her soul does not seem to have returned. Jin Ziyue does not know what will happen to the original soul after the "mutual destruction" takes over the body, but it is definitely not to the extent of being erased or devoured. Otherwise, the "mutual destruction" would not be a simple hundred-year destiny.

He quickly pressed the hidden key on the button next to him, using a special communication method to convey the message to Fu Xun, who was attached to the outside of the building next door.

"Ruolan is seriously injured, and Xingtong is unconscious. Return immediately."

Wen Fengsheng and the others had already prepared evacuation plans. Jin Ziyue and Fu Xun went to deliver the message that the most urgent task was to find a safe place to rescue the seriously injured Chen Ruolan.

"Tiger Girl, hang in there." Jin Ziyue grabbed her hand, avoiding her wound, and gently helped her up from behind her shoulder.

He quickly changed his life's inscription to "Inlaid Healer's Life," using the energy from the inscription to heal his injuries.

Then, he casually grabbed the death certificate of a dead man wandering in the corridor and fed it to [Xiangyiweiming].

Dead bodies were everywhere in the Han court palace, and large numbers of dead bodies drifted in the corridors like jellyfish, having lost their hosts.

It transforms into the purest healing energy, which is transmitted to Chen Ruolan through the palm of his hand.

The unconscious Chen Ruolan seemed to be moved, and her eyelids trembled.

(End of this chapter)