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Her gaze had already precisely locked onto the location of Chen Guan's true form.

"slow."

Another incantation was uttered.

Chen Guan's thoughts and actions were forcibly stretched out, and the whole world became a slow-motion film. He could clearly see the trajectory of his scythe swing, but he could never speed it up.

Su Yuehe easily took a step back, the blade of the sickle grazing the hem of her clothes, stirring up a gentle breeze.

"You are indeed very fast." She looked at Chen Guan, her eyes filled with a growing sadness, not joy. "But here, you can't outrun me."

Chen Guan's heart sank.

In this control room, her words seemed to be amplified, each word's power increasing several times over.

Is it because of Su Jin?

boom.

On the other side of the hall, a loud explosion rang out, followed by a blinding flash of light—the battlefield between Baihu and Su Jin.

A terrifying shockwave swept across, causing the indicator lights on the server array surface to flash wildly.

There's no time left.

The situation with Baihu is still unclear, and he can no longer pretend that the person in front of him is not an enemy; he must finish the battle quickly.

Chen Guan's eyes narrowed, and he quickly retreated to create distance. The black mark on his left palm began to burn.

Su Yuehe noticed the change in his aura and frowned warily.

"storm."

Chen Guan's voice was deep and resonant. As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him began to distort, and countless gray-black streams of air appeared out of thin air, like living venomous snakes, whistling sharply, swirling outwards from him in all directions.

This is indiscriminate, large-scale destruction; a destructive force is sweeping in, unstoppable and inescapable!

Wherever the airflow passed, the alloy floor was ripped open with deep, bone-revealing scratches, the ceiling lights were instantly shredded, and even the servers that were flashing data began to emit a teeth-grinding, twisting sound.

Su Yuehe's expression changed. She could command individuals and distort attacks, but she couldn't command a fully formed storm.

She raised her hand, and an ancient syllable escaped her lips once more.

The air in front of her instantly froze, forming an invisible, transparent barrier that attempted to block the sweeping, destructive airflow.

Chi Chi Chi.

Countless gray-black wind blades crashed into the barrier, creating ripples. The barrier trembled violently under the frenzied cutting, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its surface.

Su Yuehe gritted her teeth, fine beads of sweat seeping from her forehead. Maintaining this barrier had taken a great deal of mental effort from her.

Chen Guan gave her no chance to catch her breath.

He stepped through the chaotic air currents, his figure disappearing into the storm like a ghost. The scythe in his hand, enveloped by the gray-black storm, transformed into a huge blade of light extending several meters, slashing straight down at the crumbling barrier.

boom!

Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly across the invisible barrier in front of Su Yuehe, threatening to shatter completely.

Chen Guan's gaze remained unwavering as he channeled even more power into his scythe, making the storm's roar even more piercing.

Just one more second, no, half a second.

However, just as the destructive force was about to break through the last line of defense, a resolute look flashed across Su Yuehe's face.

Her lips parted slightly, and another ancient syllable escaped from her mouth.

Chen Guan's pupils contracted.

He watched helplessly as the all-encompassing gray-black storm, the airflow that tore through the alloy, and the light blade extending from his hand disintegrated into nothingness.

puff.

The sudden backlash made Chen Guan feel a tightness in his chest and a metallic taste in his throat. He staggered back a few steps before he could barely steady himself.

He couldn't understand it, so he couldn't defend against it. It felt like a ninja without the ability to fight in the air had encountered a god who could only fly and chant incantations, leaving him only with helpless rage.

"Hehehe, see that, kid?"

Baal's gloating laughter echoed in his mind: "That's the most unreasonable thing about the power of words. She says 'reverse,' and the storm has to turn back into air."

Reverse.

Chen Guan repeated these two words in his heart and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had Baal, the old man who was the most powerful ancient demon in history and understood these ancient languages.

"Do you want to continue?"

Su Yuehe's voice trembled. She struggled to stay upright, her forehead soaked with cold sweat. The impact she had just experienced had taken a terrible toll on her.

She was completely unaware that her biggest trump card had already been cracked by Chen Guan.

Su Yuehe took a step forward, her eyes, brimming with pain, fixed on Chen Guan: "This is an ancient language. If you don't understand it, you can only obey me."

"So, it's not too late to stop now."

Chen Guan did not answer, but simply gripped the sickle in his hand tightly.

That's too late.

From the moment they stood there, it was too late for anything.

Seeing his actions, the last glimmer of light in Su Yuehe's eyes went out.

She raised her hand, and another unfamiliar ancient syllable gathered on her lips.

"She's going to say 'suppressed'," Baal's voice rang out, tinged with a secret competitive spirit: "It's like an invisible giant brick falling from the sky and flattening you, so you'd better get to your left."

Before his brain could even catch up with Baal's words, his body had already moved first, and Chen Guan rolled to the left.

The moment he left his spot, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended.

thump.

With a muffled thud, the alloy floor he had just stood on sank into a shallow pit more than three meters in diameter, with countless cracks spreading outwards from the pit's center.

A suppressed gasp rang out from Su Yuehe in the air. Her expression froze, replaced by astonishment.

Did he dodge it?

Chen Guan got up from the ground, panting heavily, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He looked at Su Yuehe's shocked face, and a crazy idea formed in his mind.

"Can you know in advance what she's going to say?" Chen Guan asked Baal in his mind.

Baal scoffed, "Kid, what do you think Word Power is? A cannonball fired with the push of a button?"

"Every word she utters requires her to mobilize her mental energy to construct corresponding rules in reality. This process is like a person taking a breath before speaking."

"I can sense the flow and pattern of her mental energy, so I naturally know what she wants to say."

Chen Guan's eyes lit up; he had found a way to break the deadlock.

"Very good." He licked his dry lips, looked at Su Yuehe who was still in shock, and a determination flashed in his eyes: "From now on, be my translator. I'm counting on you, Baal."

Su Yuehe, on the other side, had obviously recovered from her shock. Her brows were furrowed, and she couldn't understand why she had made a mistake.