Excessive ferocity due to caution

The rain keeps falling.

Thunder roared incessantly.

Nan Jia laid out the last body in the safe house and wiped the sweat from her brow.

He sat down in front of the corpses and began chanting sutras to help them pass on.

Nanga chanted for a long time before finally stopping.

"Nanjia, what are you chanting?"

Sitting in a corner of the room, Li Xiuer blinked curiously.

Nanjia scratched his head:

"The Rebirth Sutra recited for the deceased."

Lee Soo-er:

"What's the use?"

Nan Jia thought for a moment and patiently explained to Li Xiuer:

"Well... reciting the Rebirth Sutra for the deceased is mainly to help their souls be delivered to the Pure Land and to guide lost souls to the Pure Land."

Li Xiuer raised her small face and thought for a long time:

"Does Nanga truly contain a Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss?"

Looking into the girl's clear eyes, Nan Jia replied uncertainly:

"Yes...I think so?"

Li Xiuer didn't press the matter further. She turned her head to look at the rain outside, lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

"It's raining heavily outside."

She suddenly said.

Nan Jia sat cross-legged next to Li Xiuer, looking outside, and softly hummed in agreement.

"I wonder when Benefactor Zhao will return..."

"I wonder if Benefactor Meng is still well..."

"I don't know..."

As he was speaking, his body suddenly stiffened.

It turned out that Li Xiuer had gently rested her head on his shoulder.

He instinctively reached out his hand.

Hesitated several times.

In the end, he gently put his arm around Li Xiuer's soft shoulder.

Li Xiuer said softly:

"Does the Garan Temple prohibit monks from getting close to girls?"

Nan Jia felt increasingly guilty and ashamed.

"Yes."

He felt he had let down Master Kumei and Buddha.

"However, Miss Xiu'er is injured, so it's only right that she leans on him for a while..."

Nan Jia comforted herself in this way.

Outside, the rain poured down rapidly.

It rained all night.

Listening to the dense sound of the rain, the two gradually drifted off to sleep...

It wasn't until the clouds outside had cleared and the sky was about to brighten that Nan Jia, who was resting with Li Xiuer in her arms, suddenly woke up.

My body is a little sore.

"woke up?"

Zhao Yi's voice suddenly rang out from behind Nan Jia.

Nan Jia suddenly turned around.

Zhao Yi had changed his outfit, wearing a black shirt and casual jeans.

He leaned against the wall, a smile on his face.

For some reason, at this moment, Nan Jia sensed that Zhao Yi had undergone some changes.

But he couldn't pinpoint exactly what had changed.

Metaphysics.

"Benefactor Zhao...those people outside..."

Nan Jia asked this question. Having spent some time together, the two had developed a tacit understanding. Zhao Yi knew what Nan Jia was asking and simply replied:

"Kill them all."

Recalling Zhao Yi's exorcism last night, he was completely different from his usual self.

The young monk could feel the chilling aura emanating from Zhao Yi, a chilling presence reminiscent of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Perhaps... that is Zhao Yi's true face?

"So, are we going to the Golden Soup Building now?"

Zhao Yi stretched, looked at the morning sunlight streaming in, and yawned.

"It's time to go... I ran into Meng Fei last night."

"He should be waiting for us at the Golden Soup Building right now."

"Let's go...it's time to hit the road!"

Nan Jia took a deep breath, a hint of excitement appearing on her face.

We've been through a lot along the way, and now we're finally reaching the end...

Am I... about to succeed?

Master Kumei said that of all their fellow disciples on this journey... only one would be able to successfully reach the Divine Tower alive and obtain the power of truth...

If I succeed, does it mean that my fellow disciples will... be gone?

Nan Jia's excitement gradually faded.

A sense of guilt welled up inside me.

He recalled Zhao Yi's words: "You didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of you."

With such mixed feelings, Nan Jia and her two companions traversed the devastated land and arrived at the Golden Soup Building amidst mountains of corpses.

Very few people are alive inside.

Apart from a very small number of players from the Bone Zone, most of them are native residents of L City.

Meng Fei saved many people.

In the past, he would have been like a clay bodhisattva crossing a river in mud.

But last night... Zhao Yi killed too many people!

With fewer executioners, Meng Fei naturally had more freedom to escape.

Incidentally, he also saved a few people.

When they met again, Meng Fei looked somewhat disheveled, but his spirits were still good, and he had no injuries.

"Benefactor Meng!"

Nan Jia greeted Meng Fei with pleasure.

After exchanging pleasantries, Meng Fei led everyone to the top floor of the Jintang Building.

Many golden boat tickets floated in the central hall there.

After everyone reached out and touched their tickets, the golden light on the tickets began to dim, and their names appeared on them.

"Is this the ticket to the mysterious island?"

Nan Jia looked astonished.

Meng Fei replied:

"Yes."

"Take this ticket, and once you reach the North Shore, a giant ship will appear and take you to the Mysterious Island."

"That is the only path to the Tower of Gods."

Without further delay, the group took their tickets and headed to the north coast.

Some of the original inhabitants who survived in L city did not collect their boat tickets; instead, they chose to leave L city and go to other areas of the chaotic city.

These people are not interested in the Tower of God.

Those heading to the Divine Tower were almost all players from the Bone Zone and the 'pilgrims' they brought.

The crowd remained silent on the road.

They deliberately avoided Zhao Yi.

These players clearly witnessed the massacre that took place during last night's torrential rain.

Who knows how many people Zhao Yi killed?

This newcomer, who enjoys immense popularity in the Eternal Night Camp, has redefined all players' perceptions with his strength in the dungeon!

too scary!

A level 15 player can kill a level 20+ player as easily as slaughtering pigs and sheep!

The figure wielding a knife and hiding in the darkness on a rainy night became a nightmare that many people could never forget!

We boarded the giant ship.

It did not travel across the ocean as many people had imagined.

With a roar and a bang, the ark took flight, heading towards the boundless sky...

First came the clouds and mist.

Then we arrived above the clouds, where the scene was extremely spectacular and magnificent!

The clouds stretch for miles, like a long cotton carpet, extending all the way to the unseen ends of the world!

Later, a halo appeared on the ark's outer shell.

It protected the people inside the ark, escorting them towards the stars...

On the ark, everyone stood on the spacious deck, gazing up in awe at the distant stars...

This is their first real entry into space!

"Is this also part of the chaotic city?"

Zhao Yi was slightly surprised.

Meng Fei, standing beside him, explained:

"The Chaotic City is vast, and the Chaotic Realm is even larger. The so-called Divine Tower is located north of Jiaduobao Canyon, but also deep within the starry sky..."

"The spatial rules of a chaotic city are quite interesting."

"Even those of us living in this chaotic city rarely have a complete grasp of its spatial rules."

"Most people, once they get lost in a chaotic city, may be trapped in one place for the rest of their lives..."

He didn't lie to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi was well aware of this as well.

If it weren't for the system's reward: the self-service ticket machine in Chaotic City, he would have had a hard time leaving Liucheng!

After the Ark entered space, it began to accelerate.

A mysterious aura, indescribable in words, gradually appeared before everyone's eyes.

This is an anomaly that occurs when speed is increased to its limit.

Everything around seemed to stand still.

Including light.

The speed of the Ark... has exceeded the speed of light.

It traveled into a colorful, otherworldly space.

And it began to perform a spatial jump.

The colors before their eyes began to shimmer like a dream, and they saw many things they had never seen before...

A strange, blood-stained, tightly closed red-lacquered wooden door...

An astronaut larger than a planet is crouching in a corner of the universe, intently observing the lifeless planet before him...

In the far distance, Zhao Yi, with his Evil Eyes activated, vaguely glimpsed a familiar object...

It looks like... Liu Ruoqing's pendant.

It looked as if it had been severed by something, with traces of fresh, undried blood still remaining.

Did I misread it?

Zhao Yi was unsure.

About an hour later, the Ark began to slow down.

When it falls below a certain speed threshold, it exits the chaotic alternate dimension and returns to normal.

At this moment, the group discovered that they had arrived at a fairytale-like, dreamlike grassland.

An ancient tower stands not far away, reaching all the way to the clouds...

The group continued on their way and arrived at the entrance of the divine tower.

A waiter outside inquired about their purpose. After confirming that they were all on a pilgrimage, the waiter gave each of them a token and said:

"The guardian of truth in the Tower of God is at the very top."

"Only true pilgrims can reach the highest level of the tower..."

At this moment, one player couldn't help but say:

"What about the others?"

The waiter replied;

"The others... will die on the way."

"It's not too late for everyone to withdraw now."

"There's a way out here."

The crowd stepped aside and began to whisper and discuss among themselves.

This wasn't Meng Fei's first time here. He said to Zhao Yi and the others:

"I've done what I promised the racing legend."

"I won't go to the Tower of Gods. I'm not a pilgrim anyway."

"I have to go now."

Zhao nodded and extended his hand to shake hands with Meng Fei.

Thank you so much for your help along the way!

Meng Fei shook his head.

Holding the sign, he walked towards the thick fog over the distant grassland.

Watching Meng Fei's departing figure, Nan Jia suddenly sighed.

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

Why are you sighing?

Nanjia shook her head:

"I'm a little reluctant to part with it."

"After all... we've been through so much together."

"Now that Benefactor Meng has left, I wonder if we'll ever meet again..."

Zhao Yi glanced at Nan Jia and asked:

"Are you planning to carry Xiu into the trial?"

Nan Jia was taken aback and fell silent.

A short while later, he looked up at Zhao Yi and said:

"Benefactor Zhao...it is truly a blessing for this humble monk to meet you."

"Without your care along the way, I would never have made it this far alive."

"This is the path I must take."

"But whether I can make it there, I have no idea."

He paused, then said:

"You heard what the waiter said."

"If you can't reach the top of the tower, you're guaranteed to die..."

"This humble monk does not wish to implicate Miss Xiu... I implore Benefactor Zhao to take Miss Xiu away from here. If this humble monk is fortunate enough to reach the top of the divine tower, I will certainly come to find you!"

After saying this, he wanted to put down Miss Xiu and hand her to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"Miss Xiu isn't an object you can take or throw away as you please... Why don't you ask Miss Xiu's opinion?"

Nan Jia was startled, and immediately apologized to Li Xiuer:

"Miss Xiu... I have been very rude just now..."

The expression deep in Li Xiuer's eyes was extremely complex.

I don't know what I remembered.

She stared at Nan Jia for a long time, then suddenly smiled mischievously:

"Nanjia, didn't you say... you'd carry me to the top of the Divine Tower?"

"What's wrong?"

"You think I'm too heavy?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Jia blushed and said:

"This humble monk...this humble monk absolutely had no such intention!"

"How could this humble monk possibly look down on Miss Xiu?"

"But this pilgrimage route is so perilous, how can this humble monk allow Miss Xiu to accompany me on such a risk?"

Li Xiuer raised an eyebrow:

"What if... I'm willing?"

"Will you...carry me up?"

Nan Jia stared blankly at Li Xiuer, whose expression was serious, without a hint of joking.

"This humble monk will naturally carry Miss Xiu on his back..."

Finally, Nan Jia, carrying Li Xiuer on her back, asked Zhao Yi:

"What are your plans next, Benefactor Zhao?"

Zhao Yi looked at the endless tower and smiled:

I'll give it a try too.

"I want to see what's up there."

"Want to go together?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Jia took a deep breath:

"good!"

"Since Benefactor Zhao has made his decision, let's ascend the Divine Tower together!"

The three people, holding signs, entered the tower.

There was nothing inside.

There is only one staircase leading to the endless sky above.

Each level is paved with a soft red carpet.

Upon entering the Divine Tower, Nan Jia discovered that Zhao Yi was missing.

The two seemed to be separated by some mysterious force.

But he didn't stop, carrying Li Xiuer on his back, he continued walking upwards...

On the way, Li Xiuer's body felt both cold and hot.

This made Nan Jia think that Li Xiuer was sick, and she even asked Li Xiuer with concern if she felt dizzy.

Li Xiuer said no.

Nan Jia continued carrying Li Xiuer uphill.

Later, he ran out of energy and started panting.

Just as Nan Jia was about to stop and rest, he saw the steps behind him... disappearing one by one...

Nan Jia looked down at the ground a hundred meters below, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Can't stop!

Stopping means death!

He hurriedly carried Li Xiuer on his back and continued walking upwards.

"Fool...it's time to let go."

Li Xiuer suddenly said.

Upon hearing this, Nan Jia gasped for breath:

"What do you mean by letting go?"

Lee Soo-er:

"The steps behind us are disappearing faster and faster. If you don't let go, we'll all die."

"Let me go, and you might be able to live on your own!"

Nan Jia glanced at the rapidly disappearing staircase behind her and gritted her teeth, saying:

"This humble monk promised Miss Xiu..."

"We must get Miss Xiu to the top of the Divine Tower..."

"Heal Miss Xiu's legs..."

"Help Miss Xiu break the curse on her hometown..."

"This humble monk... will never let go!"

Li Xiuer remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he let out a barely audible sigh.

Her hand,

A hand about to pierce Nan Jia's vest.

She slowly lowered her sharp nails.

She regained her delicate appearance.

Li Xiuer gently hooked her jade-like arm around Nan Jia's neck and whispered in his ear:

"Nanga..."

P.S.: I'll add the ending to this story tomorrow!!!

Goodnight!!!