Body command feeding world

The leaden sky, like cotton wool soaked in poison, weighed heavily on the bulwark of hope. Even the wind carried a putrid and poisonous stench, sending a shiver down one's spine when it brushed against bare skin.

Thirty miles outside the fortress lies what is known as the Green Mist Dead Zone.

This place is shrouded in a light black miasma year-round, with visibility less than five meters. It is the restricted area with the highest density of Sha Jing and the most missing squads. It is also the area in the entire Sha Jing Remnant Realm that is closest to the original fluctuations.

Wu Wei walked alone through the miasma, his steps as light as floating leaves, each step leaving no dust behind. The power suppressed at the Three Elements Perfection was operating perfectly, the Yang Flame Blood Essence was contained within his meridians, and the bone armor formed only a barely perceptible protective film beneath his skin. His twin spears, still disguised as ordinary short guns, were slung diagonally behind his back, without revealing any of their sharpness.

His face remained perpetually cold and indifferent, his jaw taut, lips straight, and brows slightly furrowed—not out of fear, but as he discerned the countless malevolent auras mingling within the miasma. His eyes were icy cold, his gaze piercing through the gray mist, sweeping over the shattered armor, bloodstained weapons, and withered white bones scattered on the ground—all the last traces left by the armed squad that had previously stormed this place.

There were no screams, no traces, only the deathly silence.

Terror is silent in this blue mist.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Shu's thoughts resonated softly, carrying a precise warning:

"Three hundred paces to the left front, a B-rank evil spirit, the Mute Shadow Fox. Invisible, high-speed, its throat stitched shut, unable to speak, skilled in illusions and surprise attacks, it has already hunted down at least seven human squads. The elemental artifact is about to trigger its senses."

Wu Wei paused slightly, his fingers hanging at his sides curling slightly, his thumb unconsciously brushing against the knuckle of his index finger—an instinctive movement he made before gripping the gun. He didn't speak, only raised an eyebrow slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

next second.

The jet-black, iron-like artifact in his palm suddenly emitted a steady green light.

It is neither dazzling nor ostentatious, yet it stands out conspicuously in the deathly miasma.

—Class B evil spirit, confirmed.

Wu Wei looked down at the glowing elemental artifact, his face expressionless, only his eyes narrowing slightly. The randomly absorbed source energy was still negligible, but at least it proved he had found the right direction.

He did not attack immediately, but stood still, with all his senses activated.

There were no footsteps, no breathing, no sound of claws scraping the ground. The Silent Shadow Fox's stealth ability was perfect; it could even completely conceal its aura. If it weren't for the warning from the elemental artifact, even if it pounced right in front of them, a mortal would hardly notice it.

This is why armed squads entering the Green Mist Dead Zone often die tragically before they can even sound the alarm.

Just now.

On the other side of the fog, came a series of suppressed gasps and footsteps.

"Hurry...hurry up, don't fall behind! There's something in the fog!"

"It's the Silent Shadow Fox! Several squads have died here. We'll take the samples and leave immediately!"

"Su Qing, can the drone still detect a signal? I have a feeling... something is watching us!"

A familiar voice reached my ears.

Wu Wei lowered his eyelashes slightly, his gaze sweeping indifferently toward the source of the sound.

It's the Falcon Squad.

Wang Ziqi led four fully armed team members, advancing back to back. Each of their faces was etched with extreme tension and fear. Wang Ziqi walked at the forefront, his brows furrowed, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his eyes filled with almost frantic vigilance, his rifle always pointed forward, his fingertip on the trigger trembling slightly.

They were ordered to enter the Green Mist Dead Zone to collect samples of the Shadow Fox's venom for the Barrier to develop an antidote.

This was an order with a slim chance of survival.

Zhao Hu carried the Shattering Shield, his muscles taut, his burly body tense; Lin Ye aimed his heavy machine gun at the fog, his palms sweating profusely; Su Qing's face was ashen, she gripped her short blade tightly; Chen Yue stared at the drone screen, but could only see a chaotic black fog.

A five-person team, every step fraught with danger.

Unbeknownst to them, they had stumbled into the hunting territory of the Silent Shadow Fox.

Little did they know, the invisible Grim Reaper had already locked onto them.

"Stop!" Wang Ziqi abruptly raised his hand, his voice extremely low, rapid and sharp. "Something's wrong. It's too quiet. Not even the voices of low-level evil spirits can be heard—this is Shadow Fox territory!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The air suddenly turned cold.

A nearly transparent black shadow flashed through the mist, disappearing so quickly that only a fleeting afterimage remained.

There was no sound, no warning.

The Shadow Fox's sharp claws, carrying a dark, paralyzing poison, aimed straight for Su Qing's back!

The speed is so fast that it exceeds the limits of human reaction!

"Su Qing!!" Wang Ziqi's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes widened in horror, and he roared, but it was too late to save him.

Su Qing was unaware of the impending death, still looking back warily, her face still bearing the innocence of a child.

Death is just around the corner.

At this critical moment.

A colder, faster, and quieter figure suddenly appeared.

Wu and Wei made their move.

There was no rushing, no roaring, and not even any obvious charging motion.

When the Instant Step was used to its fullest extent, his figure moved like a ghost, blocking Su Qing's path perfectly.

His expression remained calm, his eyebrows remained still, his chin was slightly tucked in, and his eyes were as cold and sharp as the tip of a spear.

With a flick of his right hand, he had already gripped the shaft of the disguised pistol, his fingertips gripping the golden point, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he flicked the tip of the gun upwards at an extremely tricky angle!

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing against metal was deafening.

The Shadow Fox's claws collided violently with the spear tip, forcing its body, hidden in the mist, to reveal its true form—a body as black as ink, with a fox's head and a human body, black lines sewn across its throat, blood-red eyes, and an aura of nauseating malevolence emanating from it.

Having missed its target, Shadow Fox unleashed a silent rage before disappearing back into the mist.

The entire room fell silent.

The five members of the Falcon Squad stood frozen in place, their clothes soaked with cold sweat, their minds blank.

It's him again.

That mysterious man in black.

Once again, in a desperate situation, they stopped a fatal attack.

Wang Ziqi stared blankly at Wu Wei's retreating figure, his lips slightly parted, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He saw it clearly: that step, that glint of the gun tip, that terrifyingly calm reaction speed—it was simply beyond the limits of human capability.

"Your Excellency..." Wang Ziqi's voice trembled, filled with the ecstatic joy and awe of surviving a disaster, "You saved us again..."

Wu Wei did not turn around, but stood quietly in the center of the mist, his back to everyone, his aura as deep and unfathomable as a bottomless abyss.

His expression remained unchanged, only his eyes grew colder, his brow furrowed slightly as he locked onto the shadow fox that was constantly moving through the mist.

The elemental artifact in his palm still emitted a stable and bright green light.

Shu's thoughts rang out at just the right moment:

"A B-grade evil spirit, once killed, can have a large amount of random origin absorbed by the elemental artifact. I still cannot anchor it, but it can pave the way for future return and absorption. With mortals by my side, without revealing my true strength, I can kill it with the Three Elements Perfection + basic spear technique."

Wu Wei nodded slightly in response.

He finally spoke slowly, his voice low, clear, and not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly:

"Back up, hold the line, and don't run around."

His tone was calm, lacking the forcefulness of a command, yet it carried an irresistible pressure.

The five members of the Falcon Squad responded almost instinctively, hurriedly taking a few steps back and forming a defensive circle back to back. Their eyes were fixed on the mist, but they couldn't help but look at that lone figure again and again.

In this desolate, dead zone.

He is the only light.

The fog churned more and more violently.

The Silent Shadow Fox was thoroughly enraged, unleashing a dark, malevolent mist around itself, creating countless illusions. Ruins, corpses, and phantom images of dead teammates appeared all around, attempting to disturb its mind.

Ordinary killers would have already suffered a mental breakdown.

But Wu and Wei remained unmoved.

His eyes were indifferent; the illusion was as if it didn't exist in his eyes, and he didn't even frown.

The Shadow Fox's expertise in mental interference had no effect on him, who possessed the Flawless Body Token and coexisted with his soul.

"laugh--!"

The silent whooshing sound rose again.

The Shadow Fox attacked from directly above, its claws carrying deadly poison, aiming straight for the crown of the head!

Wu Wei didn't even raise his head, took a half-step to the side, twisted his waist and abdomen, and his movements were extremely crisp and clean.

The disguised short gun swept across, the tip precisely striking the Shadow Fox's vital joint.

"Snap!"

A soft sound.

The forelimb bones of the shadow fox broke on the spot.

The excruciating pain caused it to reveal its true, frenzied form. Its scarlet eyes were filled with venom, and it roared silently as it attacked with even greater ferocity.

Wu Wei remained expressionless, his eyes cold and icy.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, his upper limbs tensed, his elbows steady, and his wrists trembled again.

The power of the Crack Flame Spear is contained within, without revealing any firelight; only the power of the three elements is poured into the spear tip.

A straight thrust.

"puff--!"

The spear tip pierced the Shadow Fox's chest without any obstruction.

The pitch-black, malevolent blood gushed out, emitting a pungent, foul stench.

The mute shadow fox's body convulsed violently a few times, its scarlet eyes quickly lost their luster, and it collapsed to the ground, completely lifeless.

From the moment they appeared to the moment they delivered the fatal blow, it took only three breaths.

There are no superfluous movements, no earth-shattering moves, only the simplest, most precise, and most ruthless marksmanship.

The five members of the Falcon Squad were stunned and speechless with shock.

Is this... the true strongman?

Even the strongest team in the Barrier couldn't defeat the Silent Shadow Fox, yet he was so easily defeated in his hands.

Wu Wei slowly pulled out the spear tip, flicked away the blood from the spear, his movements natural and fluid, without the slightest hint of showing off.

He looked down at the elemental artifact in his palm.

The green light slowly faded.

Inside the vessel, a barely perceptible trace of primordial power was passively absorbed, and the progress quietly increased.

It's still random, still uncontrollable.

But we are one step closer to completing the mission.

"Let's go." Wu Wei holstered his gun and spoke calmly to the Falcon Squad, "This area is safe for now."

After saying that, he turned and was about to step into the deeper fog.

Wang Ziqi snapped out of his daze, strode forward, mustered all his courage, stood in front of Wu Wei, and bowed his head respectfully and earnestly:

"Your Excellency! Please... return with us to the Fortress of Hope! Countless mortals, both inside and outside the fortress, need you! We are willing to give everything if you are willing to stand guard!"

His brows were furrowed, his eyes were sincere, and his tone was solemn, almost pleading.

The four team members behind him also bowed in unison, their faces full of anticipation.

Wu Wei stopped in his tracks.

He turned his face slightly to the side, revealing his hard, cold profile.

His eyebrows were flat, his eyes were indifferent, and he neither agreed nor refused.

The wind whipped up the mist, brushing against the hem of his clothes.

After a long silence, he spoke softly, his voice calm and even:

"lead the way."

The three words fell.

The entire Falcon Squad was jolted, their faces beaming with ecstasy.

Wang Ziqi suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with disbelief, his voice trembling with excitement:

"Yes, Your Excellency! Please!"

The Fiendish Remnant Realm, which had been in despair for ten years.

Humanity's last hope bulwark.

Finally, their guardians arrived.

Wu Wei strode forward, walking at the front of the team, his figure solitary and cold as a spear.

The mist dispersed on either side of him, leaving the corpses and fear behind.

The artifact in the palm of the hand was silent and without light.

The central nervous system of the mind quietly awaits orders.

The road ahead is unknown, the mission has no time limit, failure means death.

But this time.

He is no longer a solitary passerby.

Behind him followed the last spark of humanity.