The sickly girl is killing her way through the weird world

It was a bit of a surprise, as it was not quite what it had expected.

After all, according to the expected situation, Bai Qian's mind should have been distorted after seeing the silhouette.

This is perfectly normal; anyone who sees this great being will inevitably feel admiration and faith.

It could even be said that the creation of those deluded ghosts was simply because they saw Him and were automatically and thoroughly influenced and alienated by Him.

But the girl in white showed no change at all, which surprised Him.

Of course, it was just a little surprise.

There are still things that need to be done, and there are quite a few.

For now, the only thing that needs to be done is...

The giant wolf stirred. It looked at Bai Qian, and the black and red mist gathered around it, transforming into a thick layer of armor.

The enormous body began to move, treading on the earth. The mist surrounding it seemed to respond to its movements, transforming into waves and fire... surging towards Bai Qian together.

It encompasses the grandeur of this small world, and it encompasses His power.

The power to submerge half the world can only be suffocating; it is an impact like a raging tsunami.

Bai Qian looked at the giant wolf charging towards her like a tsunami, raised her sword slightly, but then put it down again.

She let out a soft breath.

Asura materialized from nothingness and suddenly coalesced behind her.

Its enormous size was no less than that of the giant wolf at this moment, and its beautiful, serene, and holy face gazed at the approaching tsunami.

He raised his white palm, and a carefree and joyful smile appeared on his face.

A look of joy appeared in his eyes, and he clenched his fist and threw a punch.

The ferocious aura remained undiminished as his fist collided with the giant wolf, whose entire body was shrouded in black mist.

The giant wolf showed no sign of underestimating its opponent. It gathered terrifying delusions in front of it and collided solidly with the white, tender fist.

Frenzy, savagery, ferocity... In that instant, it felt as if it were facing not the girl in front of it, but a ferocious beast, a beast that had been starving for who knows how long, whose heart was completely filled with rage, madness, and murderous intent, devoid of any reason.

The unreasonable force instantly dispersed the mist, followed by the giant wolf's body, which cracked inch by inch, almost exploding. The power that had carried most of the black mist world seemed to become a joke in this punch.

The tsunami rippled outwards due to its massive impact, and so did the delusions that followed.

With a single punch, the sea was split in two; as the fist landed, the ocean of delusions was divided in two.

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If I have enough time at work after that, I'll try to stay up until the wee hours (3 AM to 5 PM) QAQ

Volume 1: 93. The Gods Descended From There

exaggerate.

This was the giant wolf's only thought at that moment.

It is hiding now, hiding from the girl's attack.

The situation is a little different from what I expected.

What is the expected situation?

Of course, it was in an instant that all her defenses crumbled, and then she watched in horror as it devoured her whole.

They will probably still give her the chance to become a demon, since the Black Demon Lord should have noticed her.

But at least it's not like it is now.

Ashura grinned maliciously, throwing punch after punch.

The giant wolf tried to take two hits, but after its body was shattered twice, it became docile and obediently dodged.

The giant wolf could tell that the girl's attacks wouldn't last long. The judgment of the group of delusional ghosts earlier wasn't wrong. As a human, she couldn't possibly outlast the delusional ghosts in a battle of attrition. It was just that her subordinates had overestimated themselves.

At the very least, they're not really suited for a war of attrition with the opposing team.

As the godlike figure gradually disappeared, the world returned to peace.

The giant wolf finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it said that such a terrifying method couldn't be used indefinitely.

Although it was as expected, the giant wolf no longer felt the same smugness as before.

It cautiously gazed at Bai Qian, its delusions condensing layer upon layer, transforming into one after another illusory shadow behind it.

These phantoms, shifting from illusion to reality, from falsehood to truth, transformed into countless delusional ghosts. Their delusional thoughts coalesced into a chilling fog, spreading and smearing wantonly here.

This is its true role as the chosen master of the Dark Lord.

It's not about individual strength, although a certain amount of strength is indeed required, but in reality it's about the command of the demons.

The heavily armored demon can borrow the delusions of other demons, and it can do the same, or even amplify, the power of these demons.

This girl killed many delusional ghosts, but it was useless because the delusional ghosts under her command were endless.

Even at that rate of efficiency, it would take her all night to kill.

With its own enhancement, the demons are at least at the entry level. They might be easily killed by the girl, but what if there are a thousand or ten thousand of them?

She was so exhausted that she almost died.

The giant wolf firmly believed that no one could stand in His way amidst the surging tide of evil.

The blood moon hung high in the sky.

One after another, countless and seemingly endless armies of deluded ghosts emerged from around the giant wolf.

The world has returned to its original state.

Or rather, both sides have returned to reality.

Night enveloped everything, and Bai Fengcheng was deathly silent in the darkness.

Facing Bai Fengcheng were countless ghosts in the night, like a besieging army, but these armies were far more terrifying than human armies. They were tireless, incredibly strong, and fearless of death... This was an army capable of conquering any city in the world.

Standing before this army at this moment was only a white-clad figure bathed in the blood-red moonlight.

They were mindless and staggered toward the girl in white. Compared to the boundless crimson at this moment, that touch of white was utterly insignificant. It would probably be enough for them to overwhelm the white with just one charge.

Bai Qian gripped her longsword, watching the demons rushing towards her.

A fleeting glimpse of color flashed in his eyes.

The color flashed twice before disappearing from my eyes.

Bai Qian looked up, her eyebrows furrowed, at the black and red silhouette next to the blood moon in the sky.

Although the illusory world that the giant wolf had previously created using its delusions has disappeared, the silhouette has not disappeared and still exists in reality.

The silhouette was distorted; He was watching this place, and Bai Qian could clearly sense that He was expecting something.

Evil spirits, despair, greed...

Bai Qian seemed to realize something, frowned, and raised her longsword, but did not use the power of [End].

The silhouette seemed somewhat anxious.

The delusions surrounding the delusional ghosts became increasingly terrifying.

In their line of sight, countless monstrous ghosts surged toward them, forming a vast expanse that resembled a wall of sighs.

Bai Qian picked up her sword and walked forward. Her black hair floated gently in the wind, and specks of light floated slowly as the girl's shoes touched the ground.

The sword blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, lightly sliced ​​through the air, its pale golden light rushing forward like water.

In an instant, a clearing was created among these deluded ghosts.

But the demons did not stop.

The gaps cleared by the sword light were filled in an instant.

Like sand, even if there is only a small gap, new sand will fill that gap.

All that could be seen was a dense mass of ghosts of all shapes and sizes filling the field of vision.

There was no sign of the giant wolf.

The black and red waves engulfed the girl's petite figure, but the next moment, golden sword light burst forth, clearing a patch of white from the black and red hues.

Bai Qian didn't stop, continuing to walk forward step by step.

If the ghosts surge forward, slash them with your sword. If they all rush forward, use your strange lifespan to create a sword light by drawing upon the incense.

The deluded ghost is not afraid of death, as if she is afraid of it.

One after another, the corpses of the demons lay on the ground, and Bai Qian stepped over them without stopping. The corpses of the demons seemed to form a continuous line, lying on the ground one after another.

They wouldn't stop, and neither would Bai Qian. The black and red waves had already overwhelmed her. There were nothing but ghosts and ghosts everywhere. Bai Qian just kept moving forward.

There's no way to use [the end times]; He's waiting for Him to use it.

Bai Qian was able to perceive this.

It's unclear what He's waiting for, but it doesn't matter anyway, as if these things can't be killed without [the End].

The cloth shoes stomped on the mud, one step, two steps.

Golden light spots rose, and the eerie lifespan continued to decrease. Gold appeared in those eyes, and black hair danced in the air. The white robe danced with the light.

Bai Qian did not use the Earth God's power at full strength, not for any other reason, but simply because the lifespan of the strange beings was ultimately limited. There wasn't enough of the strange beings' lifespan for Bai Qian to squander, and she also lacked incense offerings, so she couldn't unleash much power at all.

Things are different now; delusions can be transformed into incense offerings.

Bai Qian is not lacking in descendants now.

Dressed in white as snow, she continued to walk forward step by step, but with each step, the golden light in her eyes became more and more solid.

A misty gold aura surrounded her slender figure, enveloping her and her sword, carrying a refreshing fragrance.

Her pure, flawless face carried a hint of holiness, until her eyes were tinged with gold, and her flowing black hair cascaded lightly down to her waist.

He raised his longsword, his white robe fluttering in the wind.

She opened her pale golden eyes.

Radiant as a deity.

A golden sun rose from the darkness of night, and the gods descended from it.

Volume 1: Chapter 94, Unreasonable

The silhouette holding the blood moon was still distorted. As it gazed at the rising sun, its body seemed to twist even more, and the illusory figure appeared to be laughing.

But on the ground, the giant wolf looked at the rising sun and felt a chill; the blinding light almost blew its eyes out.

What's more terrifying than visual fear is probably the fear in one's heart.

Although it was night, it felt like daytime.

Half of the boundless demonic ghosts disappeared, and the wave of demonic ghosts, which resembled a vast ocean, was cut off.

Unlike before, the scene of sand filling in every missing section, like in a desert, did not reappear.

The delusional ghost, which feels no pain and is tireless, seems to have developed a sense of fear in its heart.

I'm afraid of this scorching sun.

The god took a step forward.

The giant wolf saw those golden eyes.

The next moment, the sword light cleaved through the tide and arrived in front of the giant wolf.

The giant wolf was somewhat afraid, but it still mustered its courage.

When delusions gathered in front of him, he neither hid nor retreated.

It was indeed a powerful demon within a radius of hundreds of miles. If it weren't for its faith in its own Black Demon Lord, it might have already eradicated the delusion.

Although it didn't eliminate falsehoods but instead became a ghost of falsehoods, here, surrounded by these ghosts of falsehoods, it was no worse than eliminating falsehoods.

He is far better than some old monsters who are about to die of old age and still can't reach the point of eliminating falsehood.