My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

It's purely because the concentration of extraordinary power in the Hui Nan Tian source sequence is currently too terrifying, like pouring a bottle of water into the ocean, making it impossible to distinguish the difference with the naked eye.

So he changed his approach to the third reward option.

The selected option is—

[Permanently increases the upper limit of the kill threshold by a small amount]

Sure enough, the rewards from the killing system are still plentiful.

Weiss's already saturated kill count visibly increased slightly.

Arm strength and grip strength also saw a significant increase.

Then, the fourth pop-up reward—

【Ding! 】

[Dragon's Nest map not yet unlocked, rewards cannot be selected]

[The Dark Realm map is not yet unlocked, so rewards cannot be selected.]

[The Hundred Flowers Royal City map is not yet unlocked, so rewards cannot be selected.]

[The Rain Tomb map is not yet unlocked, so rewards cannot be selected.]

Although he had just received dozens of reward notifications, only the three rounds of rewards from the Royal City area could actually be redeemed.

It seems that after accidentally advancing to the source path, it directly got stuck in a bug in a later version.

Actually, the game version hasn't been updated at all...

Weiss didn't dwell on it too much. He closed the World Book interface and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Then, the wind field unfolded once again—

"Splash!!!"

However, this time, the wind field did not radiate outward from itself as the origin.

Instead, the entire consciousness and perspective rose and merged into the sky along with the expanding perception.

As night fell, vast, dark clouds rolled in.

With a godlike perspective, Weiss intuitively perceived the movements throughout the northern part of the territory, taking in every little thing that happened, and even the commotion on the battlefield was precisely projected into his perception.

The entire sky as far as the eye could see became part of his wind field.

He even developed the illusion that his own being was the entirety of the surrounding weather and phenomena.

This is an extraordinary power that even an eighth-tier climate master does not possess.

There are no physical rules to explain it, no scientific principles to explore it—this is pure transcendence, the most perfect fantasy of the mind, the form of ability that comes after fantasy is materialized.

Weiss tentatively clenched his fist, feeling as if he could complete elemental recombination at any coordinate within the wind field's coverage area with a mere thought, without even needing to activate Paradise or the Reverse People.

Unlike the extreme speed of the 6th-tier Thunderclap, this is an elemental technique unique to the Returning South Heaven.

Now the lack of mobility has finally been made up.

And what he found most unbelievable was—

Even though he had already unleashed this vast and boundless wind field, he did not feel any depletion whatsoever.

As the wind field continued to operate, the weather of the vast cloud layer, the omnipresent breeze, and the surrounding condensed water vapor were constantly being incorporated into his will, all becoming part of his source of power.

In the eyes of those Rain Enthusiasts, Weiss was still standing there dumbfounded, with a calm expression, looking like he was idling and spacing out.

In fact, he was already closely monitoring the situation in the center of the battlefield.

...

"boom--"

"BOOM!!!!"

In the image projected onto Miss Xing's lavish screen, the Great Executioner's entire body was covered in a grotesque, distorted, and crackling lightning shell, making him look like a spitting, fiery electric rat.

The air currents within a radius of a hundred miles were continuously churned outwards in layers by the thunderous roar of this engine.

The judgment was wrong...

At that moment, both the Little Sword Saint and the White Dragon simultaneously confirmed this fact.

The two men's expressions turned serious as they warily watched the increasingly violent bolt of lightning ahead, and they began to slowly retreat.

It's not fair to blame Miss Xing.

The main problem was that the information submitted by the Starry Sky Merchant Guild and several Feathered Warriors within the Night Patrol was too deceptive. However, they weren't intentionally framing him, because the rank of this Great Executioner on the kill list did indeed show his kill sequence.

This kind of information will only lead people to mistakenly believe that he is the strongest 7th-tier Feathered Warrior.

After all, there had never been a precedent in the Caged Bird Kill Ranking where the kill system was suppressed by other systems, resulting in the display of false rank information.

"If you can't escape, just hold on as long as you can. Forget about the hero's relics. I've already notified the Night Patrol Headquarters, but Lady Snow Queen's abilities aren't suited for traveling. It'll probably take her another ten minutes or so to get to the scene!"

Miss Xing's magical telepathic message rang in the ears of both the Little Sword Saint and the White Dragon simultaneously.

Ten minutes or so?

Let alone a minute, a level 7 fighting a level 6 would probably turn into a bloody mist in a few seconds, right?

In contrast, the ten kings responsible for other areas may have already started heading this way at midnight, and they may have arrived even faster than Xuehou.

However, it's probably pointless now. The arrival of a Tier 1 being would only be a death sentence for the mother, and wouldn't change anything.

With no other option, the Little Sword Saint and the White Dragon could only assume a fighting stance.

Under their gazes, the lightning figure suspended in mid-air slowly straightened up, golden lightning crackling on its body.

Then--

Their vision flickered and blurred for a moment.

With a thunderous roar that exploded nearby, the Great Decapitator appeared directly between the two of them as if tearing through space. The rusty sword in his hand had already completed a full swing arc, and the afterimage left by the sword in the air had not yet completely dissipated. The entire spacetime seemed to be slowed down by 0.1 times in the face of the speed he displayed.

The next second, the two women were sent flying backward, one to the left and one to the right, crashing into the mountainside in their respective directions.

However, the large-scale decapitation strike did not lead to a decisive victory.

He stood there, frowning, and swung the rusty sword in the air a few times, clearly feeling an extremely awkward sensation in his hand.

He now knows that the hero's relic is a stone without any power.

He had only intended to use the rusty sword as a stone to smash people, but it turned out to be completely useless, not even causing any pain when used to hit someone.

Attack power is not 1, but rather a concept of 0.

No matter how many times you stack your own multipliers, you cannot deal damage to the enemy.

It's better to fight bare-handed...

"Swish swish swish swish—"

The next second, the little sword saint's figure shot directly into the sky from the shattered mountain ruins. Purple star flames exploded and burned around her. Her long sword drew an arc in front of her and continuously thrust tens of thousands of sword lights at the lightning humanoid figure.

Purple starlight rained down from the sky like a torrential downpour.

The Great Decapitation swung his sword to parry the overwhelming sword light, his expression still one of complete composure.

The two clashed swords, exchanging countless blows in an instant. The frequency of the metal collisions was so fast that it formed a continuous ringing sound. Astonishing shockwaves spread outward from the point of their clash, constantly shaking and collapsing the already devastated terrain around them.

However, the little sword saint's attack speed became faster and faster. In the midst of the wind and lightning, the blade actually found a barely perceptible gap in the dense parries. The tip of the sword precisely hooked the edge of the lightning membrane shell on the shoulder of the Great Executioner, tearing open a tiny crack.

"Ok?"

The man exclaimed in surprise.

Then, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and retreated hundreds of meters, before abruptly stopping in mid-air and reforming into human form.

The moment he solidified his form, a massive white dragon tail slammed down from above his head.

But Lei Ming's speed was too fast. Almost at the same time that the dragon's tail touched his lightning membrane, the Great Decapitation had already transformed into lightning and soared into the sky a hundred meters high, like a double teleportation in succession, without even a skill cooldown.

He hovered leisurely in mid-air, watching as the Dragon Girl's powerful tail strike shattered the land within a hundred miles into dust.

"BOOM!!!!"

The young swordsman was forced to retreat repeatedly by the powerful shockwave from his teammate.

Bai Long frowned and looked up at the sky. He saw that Da Shoutou was still as relaxed and at ease as ever, his face covered by lightning showing a sense of leisure and ease.

He doesn't seem to be in a hurry to end this battle.

According to what this guy admitted himself.

He has a bad habit of pretending to be a prostitute and then faking it...

Moreover, this guy's attack was also hampered by the hero's relic. When he was hit, apart from the strong impact, he did not suffer any substantial damage.

"Hey, you said before that this sword's strength increases based on its reputation..."

"So, if I destroy all the dozen or so cities around here, will this sword be able to unleash its power?" The Great Executioner held the rusty sword up to his eyes, flipped it over, and examined the mottled rust on the blade thoughtfully, asking with a curious tone.

"No, it has to be a positive influence, otherwise this taboo object will never acknowledge you. Besides, even without a positive restriction, you'd have to destroy the entire Night Patrol Royal City to have accumulated enough influence, right?"

On the other side, the little swordsman explained without changing his expression as he walked out of the billowing dust.

Of course, she not only made it up, but she also made it up on the spot.

The head of the decapitation team clicked his tongue, clearly believing it to be true.

These Black Realm Feathered Ones are lucky if they can even read; when it comes to a battle of wits, they're completely helpless.

However, despite his belief, Da Shoutou still clung to a 0.000001% sliver of hope, slowly extending two fingers together towards a town not far ahead, with golden lightning flickering faintly at their tips.

Neither the Little Sword Saint nor the White Dragon showed any emotional fluctuation upon seeing this scene.

Anyway, it wasn't their home that was destroyed...

Moreover, even if someone tries to stop it, the final outcome will only be that they are blasted into a kebab.

However, Weiss, who was secretly observing from a distance, narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

He gently raised his hand and aimed it at the trajectory of the lightning bolt.

Then, in his perception, the space in that area began to subtly distort, with a silent, colorless sense of collapse that drew all light toward the center.

"BOOM!!!!"

The lightning gathered at the tip of the Great Executioner's finger burst forth, transforming into a straight golden bolt of lightning that tore through the night sky.

However, after more than ten seconds, nothing happened.

The anticipated scene of a city being bombed into ruins and engulfed in flames never materialized.

After the bolt of lightning flew out of everyone's sight, there was no further movement.

They simply vanished into thin air without any explanation...

At this very moment, high in the sky, obscured by swirling dark clouds, a deep, colorless ripple of void was slowly flowing.

The raging lightning bolt bombarded, exploded, flickered, and struggled within, yet it could never penetrate the cage that distorted space.

All the extraordinary power within it rapidly diminished and dissipated, and after a few seconds, it vanished into nothingness along with all the lightning energy inside.

In terms of rules, mechanisms, and numerical values, it's a complete and utter crushing victory...

This is--

The mysteries of the void!!

It's no exaggeration to say that this automatically awakened new secret is almost like a prototype of a portion of the ability mechanism of the fifth-tier Wind Addict's ultimate power, [Void]...

Meanwhile, after effortlessly disabling the Great Decapitation move by using the wind field to unleash a secret technique from an extremely long distance, Whis, who was pretending to observe from the sidelines, once again fell into deep thought.

"After advancing to Tier 7, it seems I no longer need to rely on my physical body for close combat. As long as I activate the all-weather wind field mechanism, I can unleash skills from a distance of tens of kilometers."

"In terms of sheer power, it seems my side has the advantage..."

"So, should we kill him now?"

He scanned the entire northern region once more using the weather aura, then silently abandoned the idea of ​​making a move here secretly.

It seems that several of the Ten Kings have already arrived.

...

Seeing his signature skill disappear without a trace, the Great Executioner floating in the sky looked somewhat bewildered, and the White Dragon and the Little Sword Saint exchanged glances in confusion.