Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

A remote, frigid land.

Beneath the permafrost, buried at an unknown depth, massive man-made structures continue to operate.

A roaring sound emanated from a room that should have been a quiet environment.

boom--

With a casual slap, he smashed the table in front of him. Amidst the mess on the floor, the "crying-faced monster" whom Wu Wang and Wu Xiaoyou feared was now gritting his teeth.

"Charm! Heaven!"

Behind that broken table sat a woman with her legs crossed in a swivel chair, her impressive figure still impossible to conceal even though she was dressed in a white coat like a hospital attending physician.

She continued painting her nails as if no one was around, and said calmly, "My hearing is not damaged. You don't need to call me so loudly. Is there something you need?"

However, the more indifferent she seemed...

The more the "crying face weirdo" felt, the angrier he became.

The scythe in his hand also exuded an ominous aura.

He said viciously, "I finally made it to reality, and you're telling me that I just happened to find that lump of flesh that's 'Undying' and escaped?"

"Such a coincidence in the world!?"

"Is your research institute some kind of place where just anyone can come and go as they please?!"

"You! Do you really think I'm a fool?!"

puff-

Hearing this, the woman covered her mouth and chuckled, saying somewhat teasingly, "I didn't say that, but if you think so, I won't object, after all, it just so happens that some Tom, Dick, and Harry have walked in now."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scythe that had once casually struck Wu Wang was instantly placed against the woman's snow-white neck.

It was as if he was about to be beheaded at any moment.

Faced with this situation, she calmly said, "You really dare to fight me here? This isn't some random world where you can do whatever you want. Besides me, there are several other humans who can rival you."

"Of course, most importantly—the one in heaven is still there."

"Aren't you afraid that the noise of fighting with me will attract his attention?"

These words made the sickle pause.

A moment later, the [crying-faced monster] reached out, grasped the scythe, and stood it beside him again, coldly snorting, "Hmph! Don't forget, there's also a human in our cooperation. Just because I can't attack you doesn't mean he can't."

"You shouldn't be so reckless either!"

The woman turned a deaf ear.

He simply raised his fingertips and flicked them slightly.

The table wreckage on the ground suddenly floated up and began to assemble itself piece by piece.

In an instant, everything returned to normal. She casually opened the drawer and put the nail polish in, as if nothing had happened.

After doing all this, she finally spoke:

"I know."

"But the other human you mentioned, the leader of the Calamity Cult whom everyone avoids, couldn't defeat the one in heaven either?"

The masked man's expression grew increasingly ferocious as he gritted his teeth and said, "Dare you not mention that guy? He can't be humanity's protector forever!"

"No matter what, you have to give me, or rather... us, an explanation! How exactly do you define 'immortality'!?"

The woman shrugged.

Smiling, she said, "You want me to explain? It's simple. Abyss Experiment No. 5, codename [Illumui of the Abyss], I'll tell you where she is now, and you can find [Immortal] by following her."

"Where!" the other party said menacingly.

Unexpectedly, the woman smiled gently:
"China."

Upon hearing this, the "crying face monster's" expression became even uglier, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Because he just mentioned that the human protection umbrella he was referring to is a Chinese person.

I was just forced to cross the border by the other side with a single sword strike, and now I want to go back and suffer again?

Damn it! How can I take [Undying] away right under that guy's nose?

There must be some way...

Suddenly, the woman raised an eyebrow.

His tone became even more mysterious as he said, "If you're going, you'd better hurry. Our Ilmui is dying, what a pity, I quite liked her."

[Crying Face Guy]: "!?"

These words made his face turn completely dark.

He swung the sickle at his feet with a fierce slash.

In an instant, a dark passage, exuding an ominous aura, split open in the ground. He walked in with a grim face, leaving behind only one sentence—

"I'll come back and settle the score with you."

By the time the sound echoed in the room, his figure had vanished without a trace.

The woman simply took a small wine glass from the drawer of the table, poured herself a glass of red wine, and didn't think much of it.

After taking a sip, he sighed, "Your hiding skills are getting better and better. He didn't even notice you were here. That's enough, come out. Aren't your legs going numb from squatting like that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an elderly man with a white beard, dressed in a Taoist robe, slowly stood up in the corner of the room.

Even when he appeared, there was no sense of abruptness; it was as if he had always been there, but no one had noticed.

He shook the dust off his hands.

The fortune teller shook his head and said, "Meitian, although according to our agreement, if young friend Wu chooses to live in seclusion, I will be fully responsible, but if he chooses to come out into the world, the subsequent plans will be left to you, don't you think you are putting too much pressure on yourself?"

"At this stage, it's already beyond what he can handle alone to send [Irmui] over. Add this guy on top of that, and you know how powerful the descendants of the Venerables are."

"He can't handle it."

These seemingly well-intentioned words did not make the woman hesitate for even a second.

She simply swirled the red wine in her hand, squinted her eyes, and said softly, "Therefore, when Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it will first test their will, strain their muscles and bones, starve their body, leave them destitute, and thwart their endeavors, so as to strengthen their resolve and increase their abilities."

“In my original plan, he actually had to face all the problems alone.”

"But because of your previous arrangements, that [Fragment of the Past] has become a considerable asset, and the apprentice that Director Qinglong just took on is also helping, so his burden has been relieved."

"So, the pressure at this stage is not even enough! Otherwise, why do you think I brought this wheat harvester into reality? He would chase after our children like a mad dog."

"In this process, even if they try to escape, the children will gradually realize their responsibilities, become stronger, break through the shackles of reality, and become our saviors!"

At this point, the woman's originally stunningly beautiful face became slightly grotesque.

A hint of madness flickered in his eyes.

He crushed the wine glass in his hand, letting the scarlet liquid slip through his fingers.

Looking at her like this.

The fortune teller seemed to subconsciously want to say something, but hesitated before finally saying, "Aren't you afraid of messing things up?"

Faced with this concern.

Instead, a hint of expectation flashed in the woman's eyes as she replied, "Then I would be honored to become the nourishment for his awakening."

"Don't forget, we're not here to save ourselves, but to save this hopeless reality and all of humanity."

The fortune teller sighed.

Yes, that's just how they are.

To achieve her ultimate goal, she was willing to risk her own life in any step.

He could only remind the other person, "You are becoming more and more like Him. Be careful about the impact. Once you cross a certain threshold, I'm afraid that the one in heaven will eliminate you before you even see the results of your efforts."

The madness in the woman's eyes quickly subsided.

He regained the composure he had when facing the "crying face monster".

He took a deep breath and said, "I know that without you telling me. Don't worry, I won't become Him."

"He cannot understand my desires."

"Even if it is desire itself."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Meanwhile, on the beach in Mingyang City, Wu Xiaoyou, after uttering her shocking remarks, completely disregarded the opinions of those around her.

After taking a deep breath, he raised his right hand and held it out horizontally, making a gun shape. He then squinted one eye as if aiming, and the tips of the six-winged angel feathers behind him were attached to the tips of his fingers.

Only a tiny gap was left so that Wu Xiaoyou could see a straight line in front of her.

The end of the straight line is the metal fortress monster that is frantically modifying its blades.

The next second, everyone felt a continuous stream of power converging and compressing from the wings, the golden patterns on the body, and the crown toward his fingertips.

She is gathering her strength.

"Second Miss! Calm down! The master is still inside!" Lilith was so frightened she almost lost her voice.

However, Wu Xiaoyou did not stop gathering her strength at all.

At this moment, her expression, obscured by the angel's six wings, became unusually solemn.

After listening to her brother's advice, she went home and cleaned the house, and she seriously thought about this problem.

Why would my younger brother ask me to go back?

the reason is simple--

He was not confident in protecting himself from the enemy, nor did he want to see himself dying repeatedly while fighting with all his might.

But from now on, the problems that my brother and I will encounter will only increase.

Even setting aside the unknown future, the current obstacle of the "crying face monster" is enough to keep them on the run.

In this situation, all available resources must be squeezed to the limit.

This naturally includes Ah Di's "immortality" trait, which is even one of their most powerful abilities.

I am neither a saint nor a pretty face.

When Wu Xiaoyou was pursuing Wu Wang's "immortality" trait, she was only worried that he would become someone she wouldn't recognize and would drift further and further away from the realm of humanity.

Now, what my younger brother needs is more than just my concern for him.

It should be more about trust.

I should believe, and must believe, that no matter what changes occur, my brother will always be himself.

"Immortality" is part of Ah Di's character.

You also need to learn to accept it.

call--

Wu Xiaoyou's fingertip energy was compressed to the point that visible ripples spread through the air, even distorting the surrounding view.

Both Mary and Lilith, who had just spoken, changed their expressions.

They could sense the power's strength and strangeness; it did not belong to any known laws, was ancient and mysterious, as if it came from the chaos before the world was born.

"Red Spider Lily... are you really sure?"

The Xie Zhi stood to the side with an equally complicated expression.

He did not step forward to stop them.

Instead, he asked somewhat nervously.

He also believed that the red spider lily would not harm the widow, but this power was just too unsettling.

The only response he received was a calm voice from within the wings: "I care about him more than anyone else."

"So, please move aside."

call--

Having said that, the power of the [Old Days] at his fingertips had been compressed to the point that it began to attract and annihilate the dust and sand in the surrounding air like a black hole.

Wu Xiaoyou's outstretched hand also began to tremble, clearly nearing its limit.

She learned this trick from her older sister's teachings while in the dungeon.

However, it's also possible that I haven't been exposed to these supernatural forces for very long, so the advantages and disadvantages of this technique are quite obvious.

The downside is that it takes a long time to charge up, and you can't move or do anything else during the whole process, making you a sitting duck.

Its advantage is quite simple—it's very powerful.

Commonly known as "the strong can make bricks fly".

She only dared to use it now that she was facing such a behemoth, and the opponent had no way to dodge it.

Seeing that she had made up her mind, no one tried to stop her anymore. Lilith, however, had already put her hands together and silently began to pray for Wu Wang.

Perhaps sensing a power on the beach that posed a threat to it, this special Naraku, known as [Illumi], gradually stopped its self-harming behavior.

His gaze turned in this direction, looking somewhat lost.

Then, on the side of the skin facing the beach, thicker layers of metal began to grow rapidly and pile up, just like an ostrich in a fable trying to bury its head in the ground when it feels threatened.

Although real ostriches don't actually behave this way.

This scene brought a smile to Wu Xiaoyou's face.

"Block? You'd better actually be able to block it."

"You and your ridiculous bunker will fly away together."

As soon as she finished speaking, the compressive power at her fingertips vanished instantly, along with the six wings of the angel and all the strange phenomena on Wu Xiaoyou's body.

She transformed back into an ordinary person who appeared to have no power, only a perfect face.

It was even more fragile; upon landing, it could barely stand, its face pale and panting heavily.

hum-

The next second, all the surrounding creatures went deaf at the same time, with only a loud buzzing sound echoing in their skulls, as if some shrill sound that their eardrums could not bear pierced through them.

Then a strong wind blew up.

Between the human and the monster, there was nothing but the sand on the beach, the azure sea, the murky bloodstains in the deeper depths, and the thick, stacked layers of metal.

Within a circle approximately five meters in diameter, a brief vacuum was created for a moment.

The sea area, stretching for several kilometers, was directly parted in the middle.

These substances seemed to have evaporated into thin air, and one could even see the scenery on the other side of the beach directly from the metal fortress monster's side facing the beach.

It was punched right through.

However, this is not over yet.

As it realized all this and attempted to heal itself, it was shocked to find cracks spreading outwards from the hollow wound, like a glass bottle slowly shattering.

Then, the cavity expanded, and its body seemed to be dissolving.

This feeling was almost like the helplessness it had felt when facing rejection from the world.

"no, do not want……"

"I want to live... I want to have more children... I want to see the birth of [Mukuro]..."

"I...I still want to go home..."

The consciousness of [Ilmuy] is emanating fear, and its instinct for adaptation and evolution is causing its body to twist into various bizarre shapes in an attempt to find a form that can resist this annihilation.

In that instant, the cracking of the body was actually stopped.

But it hasn't started to recover or heal itself; it seems to be stuck at the critical point between being annihilated and successfully adapting.

At that very moment, in its hollow location.

A figure slowly emerged.

His skin and form also changed as [Ilmuy] adapted, sometimes emitting a metallic sheen, sometimes turning into a pool of non-Newtonian liquid, and sometimes growing various strange organs.

But no matter how the form changes.

What remained unchanged were his piercing eyes.

hum-

In that instant, under the assimilation effect of [Twisting the Origin of Enemy and Foe], Wu Wang saw more about the past of this special Naraku.

He also saw the true face of the [Pluto Research Institute], which he had always been curious about.

And, that crazy woman… (End of Chapter)