The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

"Fuck your mother!!!"

Withered and cursing.

She, who had never sworn before, completely broke down.

Listening to these ants excitedly clamoring was even more unbearable than eating... well, you know.

There was really no way to deal with them. These people were impossible to kill and impossible to fight, which made Diao Ling truly feel like he was going to collapse.

She, the supreme king-level ruler of the Netherworld, was actually used as a moving coordinate point by a group of ants, a plaything locked by the system?

Wherever she appears, these clinging, maggot-like creatures will reappear beside her in the next second!

"Aaaaaahh ...

An uncontrollable rage shattered all her pretense and dignity.

Withered raised its head and let out a piercing roar, a sound that was both furious and bewildered. The terrifying sound wave instantly shattered the stone forest within a hundred miles into dust!

The hundreds of players who had just spawned around were instantly killed by this roar, turning into a sky full of white light.

However, just as the echoes of her screams had faded, a new wave of white light shone precisely not far in front of her.

This time, Withering neither roared nor made a move.

All the anger and rage on her exquisitely beautiful face had faded, leaving only a deathly coldness and a weariness that came from the depths of her soul.

She finally understood.

She finally understood why the lie had fled its territory in such a pathetic manner.

She had once scoffed at the cowardice of lies in her heart; a dignified king was actually scared out of his wits by a bunch of ants.

Now, she seems to understand a little.

This was not a battle with a significant disparity in strength, but rather a pointless waste of resources.

These things cannot be called living beings at all.

They are locusts, plagues, and maggots clinging to the bones of this world.

Killing has no effect on them; death is merely a brief offline and re-login cooldown for them.

They are fearless of death, without fear or reverence, only greed etched into their very bones.

Loot everything you see!

"lie......"

Withered whispered the name, her voice carrying a hint of wavering that she herself was unaware of.

It turns out that the guy wasn't a coward; he just saw through the true nature of these "extraterrestrial visitors" earlier than he did.

A sense of powerless chill slowly crept up her spine.

She didn't want to fight anymore.

She glanced indifferently at the players who had just respawned and were rushing towards her with excited expressions.

Listening to these noisy words, which were even words she couldn't fully understand, Diaoling raised her hand expressionlessly.

Sizzle—!

A pitch-black spatial rift appeared out of nowhere, emanating a chilling aura of emptiness.

Without the slightest hesitation, she stepped inside, and her figure vanished instantly.

The Wailing Stone Forest fell silent once more.

Only a group of players were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Holy crap, he ran away? The boss actually ran away?"

"Hahaha, I scared away a god!!!"

However, the next second, another mutation occurred.

Almost simultaneously, a faint light shone from the hundreds of players present, and an irresistible force pulled them together.

"What's going on? Forced teleportation?"

"Holy crap, this boss even has summoning abilities?"

A flash of white light, and all the players vanished from their spots.

......

The Netherworld, a rotten swamp.

This is the most filthy region in the Withered Kingdom, where poisonous gas and miasma linger year-round, and even the most resilient undead creatures cannot stay here for long.

Space was torn apart, and a withered figure emerged from it.

She was certain that no living being would track her here.

However, the thought had only just begun to form in her mind.

Om-! !

Buzzing—!

Hundreds of pure white teleportation beams descended from the sky in front of her, behind her, to her left, and to her right, precisely projecting onto various parts of the swamp.

As the beam of light dissipated, those familiar figures reappeared.

"Wow! A new map! But this swamp looks disgusting!"

"Brothers, the boss is here!"

"Hahaha! I knew you couldn't escape! Wherever you go, we'll go!"

The withered body froze.

She slowly turned around and looked at the players who were excitedly shouting in the swamp. A chill ran down her spine.

"You really think of me as a coordinate point?"

"I refuse to believe it!"

Withering gritted its teeth and tore through space once more.

The next second, she appeared at the summit of the skeletons, the top of a giant mountain made up of the bones of billions of living beings.

Om-! !

The white light arrived as expected.

"Wow, a forest of bones? Interesting!"

The next second, she appeared in the desolate city, in the center of an abandoned ancient city where no one was.

Om-! !

The white light followed me everywhere.

"The map changes way too fast, it's making my head spin!"

"This is truly relentless pursuit!"

"Haha, this is fun. I never thought I'd be chasing a King-level expert all over the mountains."

"Hey bro, what happened to your face?"

"Damn, this air...it's poisonous!"

......

Withered's eyes were bloodshot: "You bastard who's been plotting against me behind my back, don't let me catch you, or I'll grind you to dust!"

After more than a dozen consecutive space jumps, Withering had almost traversed every corner of its own country.

But no matter how remote or desperate the forbidden place she appeared in, those damned white lights would always appear beside her precisely within three seconds.

at last.

She gave up completely.

Withered clenched his fists, never dreaming that Zhou Jian would cause so much trouble.

She must leave here, immediately! Find the lies, and find out what really happened!

Without further hesitation, she tore open a spatial barrier leading to other king-level territories.

With one step, the deathly stillness of the Netherworld was shut out behind him.

Instead, there is a distorted space filled with an atmosphere of illusion and mystery.

The territory of lies.

However, before she could even utter a call, a blurry humanoid figure made of light and shadow materialized before her.

"Lord Withering, you shouldn't have come here," the humanoid said in a completely emotionless voice.

"What about the lies?" The withered voice was urgent and sharp.

"The Lord of Lies has already left this place, but I really don't know where he went."

"You wouldn't know?" Withering simply didn't believe it.

But the other party simply nodded slightly and said nothing more.

......

Meanwhile, in a pitch-black space.

Several dark figures sat quietly around a huge obsidian round table.

In the center of the main hall, a pool of pitch-black water clearly reflected the pathetic scene of the withering creature being chased by countless players in its own kingdom.

The air around the pool was deathly still.

After a long silence, a hoarse voice broke the silence.

"You've all seen it, haven't you? This is what happens when things wither away."

"Getting involved with those unkillable monsters is like getting infected with the plague. Now you regret it and want to get away, but it's not that easy."

Another figure chimed in, a hint of barely perceptible irritation in his voice: "The withering is over."

"I don't care about the withering; I only know that those guys will come to our territory sooner or later."

"What should we do then?"