Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Until Yang Hui appeared.

He was Ye Qing's savior, easily defeating the clown.

The hope of survival thrilled her so much that her blood was flowing faster than usual.

But what did he say?

Sorry? He's late?

Am I... still alive?

She stared intently at Yang Hui, the sorrow in his eyes seeming to pronounce a death sentence on Ye Qing.

As if in a final burst of energy before death, Ye Qing mustered her last bit of strength and gripped Yang Hui's clothes tightly with her fingers.

A resentful tone welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"Why...why didn't you save...save me?"

Ye Qing's eyes began to glaze over as she recalled her entire life.

If only she had a happy family.

If only she hadn't met that middle-aged man.

It would be better if her entry were rarer.

If this person in front of me saves me, I won't die.

All I want is to live.

She was willing to pay any price just to survive!

Suddenly!

Her eyes rolled back and she started twitching, which startled Yang Hui.

The white entries on Ye Qing's panel started flashing wildly.

The garbled text tore apart the words, and the pitch-black color filled her panel.

The attributes were obscured, and the name was corrupted.

All that remained was a completely black entry.

[Having come to terms with it]: (From the abyss) I want to bloom! I want to sprout!

Ye Qing stopped convulsing, and Yang Hui felt a sense of crisis creeping from his scalp to his fingertips as he looked at her.

Yang Hui glanced down and saw a slender, emerald-green sprout emerging from the wound on Ye Qing's neck.

He quickly put Ye Qing down, not knowing what was going on, but Ye Qing's hand had been tightly gripping his clothes.

Yang Hui quickly pulled it open, in the blink of an eye.

Ye Qing's wound was covered with flowers of various colors, each one bright and as big as a palm.

Her face was marked by death, her skin was pale, and her pupils were unfocused.

However, at this time...

Ye Qing's eyes flickered as she looked at Yang Hui, and their eyes met.

Without hesitation, Yang Hui, his body crackling with tiny sparks of electricity, dashed out of the alley.

The clown lay there, unattended.

His heart pounded, and an indescribable feeling swirled within him, making him sense that danger was approaching.

In the night sky, layers of clouds rose up. Today was supposed to be cloudless, so you could see from a great distance that a dark cloud had clearly gathered in the sky.

Yang Hui had already rushed onto the street, and from the depths of the alley, a foul stench emanated.

Accompanied by the clown's screams inside.

Yang Hui was a little nervous, his muscles tense, ready to deal with any unexpected situation at any time.

Deep in the alley.

Ye Qing stood in front of the clown, flowers blooming from her wounds.

She seemed to be completely covered in flower petals.

The clown could no longer laugh. Ye Qing waved her hand and knocked his entire jaw off.

It was physically knocked off; his entire jaw was knocked off, and the clown screamed in pain.

Ye Qing looked at her hands in confusion, somewhat surprised. How could she be so strong?

The clown kept spitting out blood, saying, "Please spare me, I didn't kill you, aren't you still standing here?"

She tilted her head and said, "I am indeed alive, but I want to kill you."

"No! You can't kill me!"

Why?

"Because...I want to live!"

The clown spoke haltingly.

Ye Qing spread her five fingers and hovered above the clown's head. Several vines extended from his throat, and gradually dark green vines crawled out from his facial features, stained with blood. He trembled incessantly.

boom!!!!

Just then!

A flash of white light!

Deafening!

A giant golden python slashed down in an instant!

It pierced through half of Ye Qing's body, leaving a smoking, fist-sized hole.

Ye Qing glanced at the wound, then turned her gaze to the alleyway outside.

Yang Hui's eyes were filled with authority and indifference.

The next second, vibrant flowers sprouted from the wound where Ye Qing had just been struck by lightning.

Boom!!!

Another powerful bolt of lightning struck!

This time, they aimed directly at Ye Qing's head and ripped a huge hole in it!

Yang Hui thought to himself, "With these two moves, even a thousand-year-old red-clothed ghost would be instantly reduced to ashes!"

His intelligence attribute is not outstanding, only 6 points!

I am already feeling a bit mentally exhausted.

Ye Qing emerged from the depths of the alley, her head covered in flowers that obscured her face.

Yang Hui was on edge. Seeing that she could still move, he was about to unleash another bolt of lightning!

Ye Qing spoke, her voice sounding somewhat somber through the petals: "I am very grateful to you for saving my life."

Yang Hui was taken aback. What did this mean?

Friendly forces?

impossible!

That aura didn't seem to be emitted by a human; he didn't feel this strong aversion to the evil spirits in the game dungeons.

wow~

Ye Qing emitted a series of snapping sounds as stems and leaves broke, and all the petals fell.

Her fair skin shone in the moonlight.

She stood barefoot on the ground, completely naked, and said indifferently, "I thank you, so merge with me, that way you won't die."

I rely on!

Yang Hui cursed under his breath, "You're a lunatic!"

He immediately decided to kill the demoness!

As if sensing something, Ye Qing pointed her finger, and several thick vines instantly sprang out from the depths of the alley.

The vines whistled through the air behind her, like a knight's lance.

Yang Hui quickly dodged, fortunately his agility attribute was already at 10 points! He could easily dodge.

Upon seeing this, Ye Qing inserted her hand into her chest, cut open the flesh, and pulled out her heart.

As expected, a red flower grew from her heart, covering the wound.

Ye Qing tossed her heart backward, where a vine caught it and immediately pulled it back.

Yang Hui dodged twice, and when he had an opening, he immediately launched a counterattack!

His temples throbbed, as if he were being pricked with needles.

Deep within Yang Hui's eyes, it seemed as if silvery-white lightning flowed, and his hair danced wildly without wind.

He didn't shout loudly, but simply pointed his sword at Ye Qing.

"The heavens respond to the primordial chaos, thunder resounds universally. Obey my decrees, punish evil and uphold justice!"

The air suddenly froze.

In an instant, the weather changed dramatically.

An invisible and intangible yet heavy pressure descended with a deafening roar.

Immediately afterwards, a colossal pillar of light, beyond description as "lightning," pierced through the heavens and the earth!

The beam of light flashed by.

That was not natural lightning; it was a javelin thrown from the sky, the embodiment of ancient laws in the present world, a glance cast by the Heavenly Venerable of Thunder and Universal Transformation above the nine heavens upon insignificant sins.

Yang Hui broke out in a cold sweat, his mind a complete blank, as if it had been violently stirred and torn open.

My gaze fell upon the alley.

This is the limit he can currently unleash.

His intelligence stat is still too low.

That beam of light just now enveloped most of Ye Qing's body.

Most of her body had vaporized, leaving only about 20% of her body remaining.

Ye Qing opened her mouth; even though her trachea and internal organs were gone, she could still speak.

"I will not abandon you. Thank you for saving me. I will let you live."

Then the remaining body turned into flower petals and scattered in the air.

Yang Hui could no longer hold on and knelt down on one knee.

He breathed a sigh of relief; he should be safe now.

suddenly!

The ground rumbled loudly.

Yang Hui looked up and saw a towering tree rapidly rising from the alley.

They pushed aside brick and stone buildings and took deep root in the land.

Finally, it stopped at a height of 100 meters.

Its branches and leaves are lush and seem to have life, with vines dancing wildly.

call out!

A thick vine shot towards us like a bullet.

It grazed Yang Hui's cheek in an instant and plunged deep into the asphalt road.

Yang Hui quickly ran a few steps. With that kind of speed and force, a stab would leave a bloody hole in his body!

He can only exercise the Heavenly Judgment of Thunder God at present; he is not the Heavenly God himself!

Even if it's stabbed in a vital spot, it will still kill you!

He's not in good condition right now, and he's almost mentally exhausted.

This is beyond his ability to handle; he needs to call in reinforcements immediately!

When in doubt, consult your supervisor!

Several vines pointed directly at Yang Hui's heart.

He dragged his exhausted body and forced it to turn, the object grazing his ribs.

They then squeezed their way into a narrow bunker.

He immediately opened Xu Qinglan's video call.

The hundred-meter-tall tree outside seemed to have gone berserk, making a huge noise, with dozens of thick vines wreaking havoc!

Five seconds later, the other party answered.

She was wearing a silk nightgown, her eyes glazed over, and she said with a hint of displeasure:

"You'd better be glad that your business is more important than my beauty sleep, or I'd skin you alive."