What kind of divination am I doing?

At this moment, the demi-human's eyes were bloodshot, and half of his face was stained red with the dust from the fruit.

The alien race, which had been holding the demi-humans back with its weapons, was knocked backward by the shock, thus blocking its companions behind it.

Red mist burst forth from the corner of the demi-human's mouth.

The demi-human looked like it had inexhaustible strength, rushing towards the road and bridge at an extremely fast speed.

The Cyclops saw the situation, but its massive body couldn't react in time.

The Cyclops wanted to stop, but it was too late.

Several relatively agile members of the alien race raised their weapons and threw them.

Spears, hammers, and even greatswords were smashed and stabbed into the demi-human's back, but the demi-human did not react at all; his eyes were only on the road and the bridge.

The demi-human charged violently toward Luqiao, clearly aware that this group regarded Luqiao as their leader.

Lu Qiao was also intimidated by this aura. He knew that there must have been something in that red fruit, such as an enhancer or a stimulant. At this moment, the demi-human looked more like he had gone berserk.

Lu Qiao knew he could use what he had just learned immediately, so he instinctively took a step back.

During this time, Luqiao didn't forget to hug the black cat and hold it in his arms.

This way, the road and bridge wouldn't run away on their own, leaving the black cat to be attacked by this demi-human.

Lu Qiao flipped from the Cyclops's palm onto its shoulder, then took a step back and sat back down on its shoulder.

The Cyclops wasn't stupid; he pushed the demi-human with the back of his hand.

A giant nearly five meters tall, with a single slap blocking a 1.6-meter-tall demi-human, could be considered a small shield.

But at this moment, the demi-human collided with it and the two forces were evenly matched, which startled the Cyclops. He dared not relax his right hand and began to assist his left hand.

Lu Qiao realized that just a second ago, this demi-human had locked onto him. But after being blocked by the giant, it seemed to only be desperately attacking what was in front of it.

Because if the opponent is smart enough, they can easily bypass the giant's arm and catch up.

Luqiao could step back, but stepping back on the giant's shoulder at this moment would only cause him to stumble.

So this berserk demi-human had a chance to kill him, but he seemed to have lost consciousness. He only attacked in one direction, which is why he was locked in a stalemate with the Cyclops.

Even so, the Cyclops managed to hold off the berserk demi-human. This proved how terrifying this berserk state was; just moments before, seven or eight weapons were enough to intimidate him, but now he looked like a single person could take on a dozen or more alien legions.

Monica couldn't stand it any longer, so she leaped off the giant's shoulder and lashed out with her whip.

This whip strike accurately blew the demi-human's head off; it was a true headshot.

Looking at the scene before him, Lu Qiao realized that if he hadn't dodged, he would have been in serious trouble if Monica had hit him.

The demi-human's body slowly collapsed, and the Cyclops withdrew his hand and began to rub it, clearly in pain. He hadn't expected a berserk demi-human to have such fighting power.

What's even more unexpected is Monica's strength; she is clearly unfathomable.

Monica landed and pointed at the demi-human's corpse, shouting, "Bury it immediately, and carefully dispose of that red, sticky powder."

Lu Qiao felt that it made a lot of sense after listening to it. After all, what kind of powder was sprayed out by that red fruit? Could it drive people crazy and make them lose their rationality? And what side effects might it have?

With so many people here, if someone goes crazy and spreads the virus, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The army began digging a deep pit next to the body, then threw the body into it and buried it.

Lu Qiao, carrying the cat, took Monica and found another corner.

After landing, the Feathered People chatted with other alien races and learned about the enlightenment.

At this moment, a captain was sent over, hoping to enlighten Luqiao. He fidgeted with his wings and said hesitantly, "Does Your Excellency still have the energy? Could you help me gain some enlightenment?"

Lu Qiao naturally cooperated and helped, since this thing was used to gather intelligence, and being able to understand Chinese was an advantage.

Lu Qiao, holding the black cat, poked the winged human's head with his finger. Still shaken by the scene, he turned to Monica and said, "If we had to kill and bury every single one of them like this, there would probably be hundreds of millions of demi-humans in this world, right?"

Monica tapped her temple with her finger, white light flashing back and forth between her finger and temple, and then said, "Not all worlds are as big as Earth. This world only has three continents, one mother river, and the rest is seventy percent ocean."

"How did you remember that?" Lu Qiao asked.

"As a tavern manager, there are too many books to read. Not all of them can be memorized, so we choose to read them once and then store what we've read in our memory. That way, we can use the forgetting spell to review them," Monica explained.

Lu Qiao naturally recalled Monica helping him erase his memories, and of course he also understood that the forgetting technique could be used in this way to retrieve specific memories.

Lu Qiao and Monica were discussing matters concerning this world.

The newly enlightened winged people hadn't left yet when they heard Lu Qiao and Monica's words and explained, "The entire city is deserted. I've already sent a team to check the other two cities."

"No one at all?" Lu Qiao was a little confused.

"You rest first. Report back when you have news from your men." Monica waved her hand, and the enlightened winged race squad leader immediately flew away.

Monica turned her head and explained, "I was just about to say they're all dead. That demi-human was the last demi-human in this world."

Lu Qiao asked, puzzled, "Huh? How did you know? Was it through magic too?"

"Thanks to the master key!" Monica showed off the bronze key in her hand, which was clearly the key to the world of these demi-humans.

Luqiao then discovered that the bronze key had faded and turned into a stone key.

"It turned gray?" Lu Qiao realized that the bronze had turned into stone, and there must be something going on.

"The master key is also called the key to life. If all intelligent beings in a world are wiped out, the key will become the key to death. This is a key to death," Monica replied.

"What would happen if it became a dead door?" Lu Qiao pressed.

"This proves that there are currently no intelligent beings in this world; it's an empty world that can be temporarily settled by races with conflicts or those facing major problems. Injecting their blood will bring the key back to life. Once they all die, it will return to this state," Monica replied.

"Then the key to Earth? Will it change after all the Earthlings die?" Lu Qiao asked.

The black cat meowed: "Don't look at me. This key is mine. We who come to Earth are different. We each have our own key with a backup. If I turn to stone, it means I'm dead. Earth also has a door for the Earthlings. The key is in the Outer Realms Tavern."

Lu Qiao immediately understood; Monica had just taken this from the drawer.

So Earth should also have a key, in the drawer, and there's more than one Outland tavern, so there should be more than one backup of that key.

But Lu Qiao, having figured this out, said, "Then all you can prove is that all the demi-humans in this world are dead, right? After all, this key of yours is bound to a demi-human?"

"Yes, let me correct you, all the demi-humans in this world are dead," Monica explained.

"Holy crap? When did this key change? When he was taking that kind of stuff? Does that mean everyone in the world is a lunatic like that?" Lu Qiao realized.

"If that were the case, we would have started a war long ago! I'm quite sensitive to magic, and I'm certain that the change in the key occurred after I killed this demi-human. This demi-human was the last survivor of this world," Monica replied.

"Call the winged people from earlier here!" Lu Qiao shouted.

Monica asked, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

"You said he's the last demi-human, and he took the gold to complete the evil god's ritual, so where was he captured? There must be something wrong with that place, right? We don't need to send anyone to the other two cities!" Lu Qiao retorted.

Everything makes sense now!

Monica ran off into the distance and brought the winged people back a moment later.

The winged human captain arrived and looked at Lu Qiao, asking, "What did the master say?"

"Where did you catch that demi-human? Tell me the details!" Luqiao pressed.

"Oh, this demi-human's city has a city within a city, similar to a palace. When we captured him, he was in the city within a city, but it seems he was heading towards the area below the palace, where there are bunkers," the winged human recalled.

Until Luqiao blurted out, "Isn't this the answer!"

Monica immediately understood: "You lead the team, and I'll have the adventurers follow. They'll be stronger. The soldiers will stand by. Let's go take a look."

Monica coordinated, and the winged race squad leader nodded, "Understood!"

Monica went to the adventurers to issue a mission, of course, in the name of Luqiao.

The army was left behind, while a team of 100 elite adventurers followed the winged race squad to the city within a city.

Aside from adventurers who can fly, even large-sized adventurers are usually held by two or three winged people.

The squad leader personally carried the black cat, while Luqiao carried it towards the city within the city.

Lu Qiao finally saw what the city looked like, and it was just as he had guessed—a medieval style.

Luqiao even had a faint, lingering stench that could be smelled throughout the city.

Other flying alien races were searching through residents' homes, but clearly found nothing.

The group landed where they had captured the demi-human.

The adventurers, weapons in hand and ready for battle, entered the narrow passageway.

Once on the ground, the stench became even stronger.

Luqiao could sense the smell, perhaps because there were no drainage ditches, so residents couldn't dispose of their sewage in time, or perhaps because in the Middle Ages only horse-drawn carts could transport waste, hence the smell of horse and donkey manure.

Lu Qiao pinched his nose and followed the adventure team slowly into the tunnel.

The winged people waited where they were; no adventurers with combat power went down to join the fun.

As you descend, the internal passageway suddenly opens up.

This is a huge, downward-rotating passageway.

In the center, you can see a huge altar, with a massive six-pointed star pattern, piled high with gems, spices, and stones.

Lu Qiao realized just how abundant the mineral resources of the demi-human race were after taking a look.

The adventurers were clearly excited and quickened their pace as they descended.

The black cat whimpered, "Slow down, be ready to retreat at any time, something's not right here."

Luqiao heard this, slowed his pace, and watched the adventurers descend.

Monica followed beside Luqiao, knowing that Luqiao was just a human, and was protecting him as well. Of course, she was protecting the black cat Aini more than Luqiao.

Lu Qiao could sense that, if things really came to a last resort, Monica would take the black cat and leave, abandoning him.

Some adventurers had already reached the bottom and arrived at the altar. They were all very clever; they first destroyed the platform used for the summoning ritual before daring to step onto it.

Only then did he step forward and open the jars of gems and spices, carefully examining the scene.

Luqiao realized something: there was a shortage of gold, and the summoning ritual should have required a lot of gold.

There were gems and spices on site, but no gold.

But there are ordinary stones! Ordinary stones?

Lu Qiao suddenly realized that if the key could turn into a stone key, then wouldn't the gold also turn into ordinary ore, that is, stone, after it was absorbed?

If we can't see gold now, then there's something wrong.

The biggest problem is the lack of gold!

So these stones at the scene? They represent the spots where the gold was extracted!

"Damn it! Run!" Lu Qiao shouted.

The adventurers were all drawn to the gems on the ground, especially some mages who reached out to take them, infused them with magic, and stuffed them into their pouches after checking that everything was in order.

Even when Lu Qiao shouted, not many people paid any attention.

Monica, realizing what was wrong, asked, "What's wrong?"

"Listen to me, if those stones were originally gold, and it's known that one kilogram of gold is needed to complete the evil god's ritual, then the equipment worn by those adventurers, especially those using magic, wouldn't it be gold?" Lu Qiao explained.

Monica, that old miser, somehow managed to yell, "Don't go! Magician, come up here right now!"

But at this point, the adventurers' greed took over.

The adventurers, especially the mages among them, didn't notice.

The gold decorations on the weapon are fading and slowly turning to stone.

"My staff!" A giant mage shouted, raising his staff.

The all-gold staff turned to stone, and he cried out in alarm, realizing something was wrong.

Little did they know, the last kilogram of gold that was missing was finally made up!

The evil god's ritual was completed, and the ground began to tremble, causing the entire palace to shake.

Cracks began to appear beneath the magic circle, and demi-humans crawled out of the gaps.

The demi-humans were all naked, and their originally blue skin had turned grayish-white. Strangely, each of them wore a bright green thorn headband.

The cracks in the ground grew larger and larger, and more and more demi-humans emerged from them.

Once the adventurers realized what was happening, breaking through the encirclement became extremely difficult.

The warriors among the adventurers began swinging their swords, trying to carve a bloody path through the enemy lines, while calling for the mages to help.

They discovered that all the mages had lost their fighting ability, unable to cast spells instantly with their weapons, and their own spells required time to chant.

The situation turned passive, with countless demi-humans gaining the upper hand.

These demi-humans held back some of the adventurers, dragging them behind them and handing them over to the other demi-humans.

After subduing the adventurers, these demi-humans removed the thorny crowns from their heads.

The thorn crown landed on the head of the trapped adventurer, piercing the skin on his head and forehead.

Blood flowed into these crowns of thorns, making their pale green light even brighter.

The alien adventurer, who was struggling just a second ago, lost consciousness the next.

The adventurer's eyes became empty, and his body began to turn gray.