Gao Wu: After transforming into a soft girl, I became a calamity?

As soon as these words were spoken, the living room lights suddenly went out, and the surrounding scenery instantly turned into flowing darkness.

Before Zhao Niugao could make a move, the surrounding darkness began to twist and distort eerily.

"Sizzle!"

The next second, the scene before my eyes was drawn back like a curtain.

In a daze, he seemed to see his father, brothers, comrades-in-arms... all the familiar people, falling down one by one.

Some were torn to shreds, some were trampled into mincemeat, and some were gnawed beyond recognition, leaving not even a corpse behind.

Only him.

Only he survived.

He crawled out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and stepped up to the seventh level.

The deep-seated scars of his memory were reopened and laid bare before him, causing Zhao Niugao's eyes to well up with tears.

But as a seventh-order cultivator, his will was clearly not so easily swayed.

"Yu Zhengmo! What exactly are you trying to do?!"

With a low growl, a ripple spread through the air beside him.

Yu Zhengmo appeared beside him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"General Zhao, you've lost enough. What right does a mere calamity have to interrogate your family?"

"Even if it is truly their fault, she should not be the one to make the decision; instead, it should be reviewed by higher authorities."

He got more and more excited as he spoke, and his pace quickened.

"Even if she considers herself human, she's just an eighteen-year-old girl."

"Think about it, where did she come from? Base City 144! An inconspicuous little southern city!"

"She's never seen a real battlefield, never experienced the hardships you went through. What does she know?"

"Shut up!"

Zhao Niugao knew that the Zhao family's actions were indeed excessive, and that they were also involved in the creation of those Nightmare Calamities.

Even so, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

There are quite a few families at the seventh rank in Base City No. 5, so why is it the Zhao family in particular?

Also, isn't this... really not something those calamities deliberately paving the way for the "end of the world"?

"hehe."

Seeing that Zhao Niugao was clenching his fists and looked like he was on the verge of exploding, Yu Zhengmo knew that things were going to work and added fuel to the fire.

"She doesn't understand anything. Relying on the fact that she has several [Calamity] behemoths and that someone is backing her up, she has the authority of an inspector and can judge whatever she wants."

"They didn't even care about your feelings, they killed you right in front of me—"

"boom!"

Zhao Niugao finally lost his temper and threw a punch.

The fist, accompanied by a sonic boom, hurtled straight toward Yu Zhengmo's face!

However, after throwing a punch, Zhao Niugao seemed to sink into a quagmire.

With his strength, he couldn't make any progress for the time being?!

Zhao Niugao's heart tightened as he carefully examined the strange wind shield surrounding Yu Zhengmo.

As is well known, there are also differences even among higher sequences.

Generally speaking, the wind shield of the [Eye of the Storm] is colorless and transparent.

Only a select few with exceptional talent can create a visible, bluish-green wind shield.

Such beings are all geniuses who can easily advance to the seventh rank.

Yu Zhengmo is considered to be of above-average quality among them.

But compared to Inspector Xiao Song, who broke through to the seventh level in his thirties, they are clearly not on the same level.

Maintaining a youthful appearance now is just self-deception.

But now, he was surrounded by wisps of black energy, and the intensity of the "wind" was abnormally high.

"You! Who are you?!"

Zhao Niugao stared intently at the wind shield shrouded in black energy, feeling a tightness in his chest, as if his spirit was being eroded by some unknown entity.

This power is definitely not something the [Eye of the Storm] possesses!

"General Zhao, it is I, Yu Zhengmo, the real deal!"

Yu Zhengmo chuckled lightly, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

The wind shield advanced accordingly, and Zhao Niugao was actually pushed back half a step.

In a clash with an Awakened Elementalist, he was actually at a disadvantage in terms of power?

Zhao Niugao's heart sank, and he tried to expand his domain to forcibly break the surrounding "illusion".

However, nothing happened.

"Heh, don't waste your time."

Yu Zhengmo stretched out his left hand, flipped his palm, and magically produced a bloodstained gear.

The moment Zhao Niugao saw it, he felt the eerie erosion had intensified.

This thing is clearly just an inanimate object, yet it makes a sound like a heart beating.

Even more strangely, he sensed an indescribable aura of killing intent emanating from it.

This intensity is at least at the pinnacle, or even beyond, the power that has permeated it!

"General Zhao, to tell you the truth, as long as you join 'us,' you will have the opportunity to break through to the eighth rank."

"If you just say the word, I'll give you this [Shattering] power directly. If you absorb it, you can easily break through. How about it, consider it?"

Yu Zhengmo shook the gear in his hand, his tone full of temptation.

He still respected this veteran on the front lines, otherwise he wouldn't have said so much.

Of course, the opponent's seventh-tier level and tenacious will are also factors, making them not so easy to assimilate.

That great being possesses multiple powers, and this "shattering" is merely one of them.

The path to awakening and the path to calamity are of the same origin, only their manifestations differ.

This "broken gear" is a personification of fragments of power, belonging to the path of [war] and [killing].

Both the Awakened and the Calamity can use it.

Having been stuck at the seventh rank for so long, with no hope of reaching the eighth rank, the opportunity is right in front of us, who can resist?

Zhao Niugao remained silent, his face grim.

"I……"

After a moment, he finally spoke, a hint of interest in his eyes.

Yu Zhengmo's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was certain the other party would agree.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Niugao suddenly sprang to his feet, concentrating all his power into this furious roar.

He is Sequence 40 [Roaring Sky], whose core ability mechanism is "Battle Cry".

If the power of a seventh-tier being is unleashed to its fullest extent, it could even kill all living beings in an entire medium-sized base city with a single blast.

The sound wave exploded like a physical explosion, instantly blasting Yu Zhengmo backward and sending him crashing into the sea of ​​blood!

"Bah! You charlatan! I've slaughtered countless calamities in the sea of ​​blood for decades. You think you can make me betray my people with just a few words? No way!"

Zhao Niugao clutched his chest and spat, but the unease in his heart had not dissipated.

He vaguely guessed what was going on.

That roar just now almost cost him 30% of his strength, but the corrosive feeling still lingered, and was even more severe.

What's worse, this "illusion" hasn't dissipated yet!

His [Earth-Shaking Roar] has an illusion-breaking effect, yet it didn't work?!

"Hehehe..."

Yu Zhengmo slowly stood up from the sea of ​​blood, his sleeves stained with bright red liquid, looking quite disheveled, but a smile remained on his lips.

"As expected of Senior Zhao, your will is unwavering. I admire you."

With a slight thought, the liquid on his body evaporated instantly, and he casually patted his sleeves.

"In that case, we'll have no choice but to take a hard line."

Yu Zhengmo's eyes suddenly turned cold, and before he could finish speaking, he transformed into a black light and instantly pierced through Zhao Niugao's body!

"Pfft!"

Zhao Niugao stared wide-eyed, looking incredulous.

"The spatial power of the [Chaos] path, how could this be?!"

A transparent hole was seen through his heart, and the blood-stained gear floated silently in the void in his chest.

The gears slowly rotated, stimulating the surrounding flesh to quickly recover, until it was completely enveloped.

Seeing this, Yu Zhengmo chuckled softly.

"General Zhao, this is a gift from an unparalleled being; you should be grateful."

……

Meanwhile, the Sixth Army Group, Artillery Command.

Zhao Mangshan was coordinating defense forces to deal with the periodic fog tides when he suddenly felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

The pain came without warning, as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart and twisted it hard.

He groaned, the pen in his hand fell to the table, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

"Colonel Zhao? What's wrong?"

The staff officer standing nearby quickly stepped forward to support him.

Zhao Mangshan waved his hand, panting heavily.

The excruciating pain came and went quickly, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"It's nothing... I'm probably just too tired lately."

But he knew in his heart that as a sixth-level awakened one, how could he feel tired or even have angina so easily?

A strong sense of unease inexplicably rose in Zhao Mangshan's heart.

Is my own instinct... issuing a warning?