Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

The icy path on the sea stretched out under the moonlight, and the white-haired girl walked on the ice at an incredible speed.

Before long, the deserted island, faintly visible in the night, came into view.

Chu Ge stepped onto the beach, and the ice path spanning the two islands quickly melted away, turning into ordinary water droplets that merged into the sea. She didn't stop, continuing on her way in the direction of the sheep's bleating.

The vegetation on the deserted island was far sparser than on the previous island. Jagged rocks were exposed on the ground, with a few low shrubs occasionally struggling to emerge from the cracks in the rocks, shivering in the night wind.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a fire appeared ahead.

It was a man-made bonfire, neatly enclosed in a fire pit made of several stones, its orange-red flames illuminating an area of ​​more than ten paces around it.

Beside the campfire was a charming little wooden cabin.

The log cabin wasn't large, but it was built with great care. The walls were made of whole logs pieced together, and the roof was covered with thick, tightly packed dry thatch, clearly designed to withstand wind and rain.

Chu Ge nodded slightly.

There are indeed traces of human habitation here.

She continued walking forward.

About fifty paces later, a sheep pen appeared at the edge of the campfire's glow.

That earth-shattering roar came from inside.

Chu Ge walked closer, his gaze passing over the low fence—

Then, she witnessed the most unforgettable scene of her three lifetimes.

A figure with its back to her pressed a sheep to the ground.

Do some...

Something indescribable.

Even though the white-haired girl had already reached the pinnacle of Dao Heart, and all her emotions and desires had been restrained, leaving her heart as still as water, she couldn't help but fall into a brief moment of astonishment and confusion.

No...it can't be that bad, can it?

A person who is incompetent should at least not be...

Chu Ge had always known that his methods of physical training and the ways to temper his Dao heart were considered inhuman by many.

Ingesting cyanide, entering a washing machine, touching high-voltage electricity, and using a cutting machine to remove excess internal organs—these things certainly seem "curious" to ordinary people.

But only today did she finally understand—

How utterly defeated all their "curiosity" in the face of this scene before them.

She's still too naive.

"Indeed, the words of the sages are never wrong." The white-haired girl sighed softly, her tone filled with sincere respect. "There are always people more capable than us, and there is always something beyond our understanding. The road ahead of me is long and endless; I must not slacken my efforts."

The figure was clearly engrossed in its own world, completely unaware of the arrival of a "guest".

Chu Ge then did not go forward to disturb them.

She found a flat rock, brushed off the sand and dirt, sat down quietly, calmed her mind, and began to cultivate.

The bleating of sheep from the pen rose and fell, one after another, reaching the ears, piercing the night, and echoing over the deserted island.

The white-haired girl's heart was like an ancient well, unmoved.

Time passed in quiet contemplation.

one day.

Two days.

Three days.

Seventy-two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Just as it was about to fall, the crimson moon hanging in the sky suddenly trembled violently—

Then, an extremely eerie sound came from the moon, like countless fingernails scratching glass at the same time, or like millions of ants crawling around the ear. Every living being that heard this sound would involuntarily feel a shiver rise from the depths of their soul.

"My dear players!"

The voice trailed off, carrying a chilling sense of pleasure.

"This 'Cage of Desire' has come to an end."

"Congratulations to those who survived! You will receive—the blessing of the Witch of Desire—oh—"

The moment the words left her lips, the red moon burst forth with a blinding red light.

The crimson light, like blood, burst forth in the sky above Witch Star, like a grotesque flower blooming in the depths of hell. Then, the red light exploded, transforming into countless visible crimson particles, like fireflies fluttering down and surging into the bodies of every living being who had survived the game.

Chu Ge opened his eyes and watched as the light particles pierced through his body.

I still don't feel anything.

The light particles passed through her body as if they had passed through the air, leaving no trace.

Then, the crimson moon began to slowly sink in the west.

Its color gradually faded, from blood-red to dark red, then to deep brown, and finally disappeared completely below the horizon.

Instead, a real moon appeared.

The silvery moonlight shone down, cool and serene, carrying a comforting atmosphere.

The creatures on Witch Star were also freed from their primal desires, magnified a hundredfold, and gradually regained their reason.

certainly--

For the native inhabitants of this world, the line between "reason" and "desire" is pitifully blurred.

They are people who are used to being open-minded, have no taboos, and are accustomed to all kinds of things.

So, after the red moon sets, there isn't really much difference.

Continue doing what you were doing.

Those who haven't finished can continue working on them.

The only thing we can still do, and the things we want to do, is to do them in a more lucid state.

The world order is slowly being restored.

Those who are supposed to go to work should go to work.

Those who should go to school should go to school.

Those who need to fight monsters, fight monsters.

Of course, there are also mountains of corpses all over the world, the corpses of those who died in that carnival feast, to deal with.

Those beings who fail to survive the temptations of desire will forever remain a part of this game.

But this "normal" state won't last long.

Because in ninety-six hours, the next red moon will rise again.

The next witch game is coming.

Someone will die inside.

Some people will survive.

On a deserted island in the sea.

Beside the sheepfold, the figure who had been facing away from Chu Ge suddenly convulsed violently.

Then--

He suddenly raised his head, panting heavily, like a drowning person finally surfacing.

The bloodshot eyes blinked blankly for a moment, then gradually focused, landing on the ram foaming at the mouth in front of them.

silence.

A long silence.

The night wind blew, and the campfire crackled.

"Smack—!!!"

A crisp, sharp yet muffled sound rang out, as if all the strength had been used up.

The man slapped himself hard across the face. A bright red handprint instantly appeared on his right cheek, and a trickle of blood even seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it!" He clutched his head, his voice hoarse and almost inaudible, "How could I not hold back again... Am I even human anymore...?"

He squatted there, holding his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if he were going through some kind of intense inner struggle.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he finally stood up.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, Brother Sheep." He turned to the ram, bent down, and looked at it with sincere apology in his eyes. "I'll prepare some good food for you later to help you recover."

"Meow—!!!"

With its last bit of strength, the ram raised its head and glared angrily at the man, its eyes screaming, "How dare you say that?"

The man seemed to understand that look perfectly, and reached out to pat the ram's head: "Alright, alright, I know I've wronged your wife. She'll get some of the good food too, okay?"

"Meow."

The ram's voice softened noticeably, carrying a hint of "I forgive you."

"good."

The man took out his sleeve and carefully wiped the white foam from the corner of the ram's mouth. His movements were so gentle that they didn't seem to be treating a piece of livestock, but rather like caring for a seriously wounded comrade.

After tidying up the sheepfold, he let out a long sigh of relief and turned to go back to the cabin.

Then, he was so frightened that he jumped up.

Holy crap!!!

This scream was louder than all the previous bleating of the sheep combined.

Under the moonlight, on the rocks.

A white-haired girl was quietly "watching" him.

Li Yi has lived two lives, and in this life he was born in the extraordinary world, where he believes he has seen quite a few strange and bizarre creatures.

Monsters, demons, mutants, evil spirits—he has killed at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.

But at this moment, he had to admit—

The thing in front of him was the most terrifying "creature" he had ever seen in both of his lives.

none of them.

The girl's right arm is missing.

All that remained at the shoulder was an empty space, and the tattered fabric of the clothes could be clearly seen fluttering gently in the night wind.

The girl's eyes were also gone.

Where those once bright and clear eyes should have been, now only two dark, bottomless voids remained. Moonlight shone in, but there was no reflection, no refraction, as if it had been swallowed up by something.

But all of these are still within his acceptable range.

What truly sent chills down his spine was the hole in the girl's heart.

What a hole that is!

It pierced through the chest cavity, running straight from the front of the chest to the back, with jagged edges, as if it had been torn out by something. Roughly estimated, an adult male's fist could easily pass through it.

Then--

She is alive.

This "thing," whose body was riddled with holes and which should theoretically be dead beyond any doubt, was standing right in front of him, staring at him "straight" with its two empty eye sockets.

Li Yi felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

Even if Lam Ching-ying came, upon seeing this thing, he would probably first scatter a handful of glutinous rice and then shout "Lao Tzu, the Supreme Lord of the Dao" (a Daoist deity).

but……

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and carefully examined the "monster" in front of him.

Putting aside those mere fatal wounds, the body itself—

With fair skin, flowing white hair, and delicate facial features, even with hollow eyes and a pale face, one could still discern an extraordinary beauty.

When she was physically whole and still "alive," she must have been an absolutely stunningly beautiful young woman.

The thought flashed through Li Yi's mind, but was immediately overwhelmed by an even stronger sense of crisis.

He suddenly took a step back, pressing his back firmly against the sheepfold fence, but his eyes never left the eerie figure.

It was late at night.

A deserted island in the deep sea.

The boy's body surged with magical power, his robes fluttering even without wind. A golden light burst forth from his body, illuminating him as if he were a god descended to earth.

He shouted loudly, his voice booming like a bell:

"Witch!"

"I can tell you're not human at first glance!"

"Behold my Great Luo Mantra—!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blinding golden light shot out from his right hand. The light condensed into a beam, carrying an overwhelming force, and blasted straight towards the white-haired girl's face.

This is one of his most prized light-based attack spells, which has helped him eliminate countless monsters blocking his path.

however--

The golden light struck the girl's body, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples.

It just disappeared without a sound.

"What...how is this possible?!"

Li Yi's voice even changed tone.

He took another step back, and the back of his head hit a wooden pillar of the sheep pen.

Reincarnated on the Witch Star for fifteen years, he has cultivated to the level of an S-class superhuman by relying on his experience in the Dao of Survival from his previous life in online literature, the talent of this body, and a little bit of luck.

At his age, there are very few people on the entire Witch Star who can achieve this.

When lower-level superhumans outside see him, they must respectfully address him as "Senior Li".

Even top-tier superhumans would give him a second look and politely address him as "young friend".

Now, his signature killer move, which he relied on for fame, is not even a tickle to this "monster".

Li Yi didn't believe in superstition.

He gritted his teeth, pushed the magic power within him to its limit, and his eyes flashed with a captivating light.

A vast surge of light-based magic erupted from his body, soaring into the sky. The heavens within a hundred-foot radius were instantly enveloped in a holy white light.

"The gods of the nine heavens mourn the rainbow!"

High above, a phantom image of a sacred gate suddenly appeared.

The gate was a hundred feet tall, formed entirely of light, and covered with countless runes, each radiating a holy light that was too dazzling to look directly at.

Immediately afterwards, seven rainbow beams descended from the depths of the sky.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—seven colors intertwine, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, enveloping the entire deserted island in this dazzling yet deadly light.

Soft light conceals deadly intent.

Holy radiance emanates majesty.

A rainbow of light swept across the entire area, and the power of purification and judgment pressed down from all directions.

He used all his strength in that attack.

There was once an evil spirit at the late S-rank level who was completely annihilated by this move, leaving not even a trace.

Seeing the "monster's" figure completely buried by the holy light he had summoned, Li Yi finally smiled with a confident curve.

He let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his brow, and spoke with a hint of smugness:

"Witch, this old monk's light-based killing move is specifically designed to counter evil spirits like you!"

"Surrender!"

He waited for the smoke to clear, waiting to see the monster writhing on the ground in agony as it was scorched by the holy light.

however--

The moonlight shone down again.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

On the rocks.

The white-haired girl remained seated there.

Exactly the same as before.

There was no bleeding from the wound on his right arm, the hole in his chest had not widened, and the empty eye sockets were still staring straight at Li Yi.

Even his sitting posture hasn't changed.

Li Yi's smile froze on her face.

Huh?!