Under Mu Qingtong's manipulation,
Shi Feng straightened up in a daze, twisted his neck and shoulders, emitting crisp crackling noises.
After spacing out for two seconds, Shi Feng slowly turned his head, looking towards Xia Feng.
Suddenly—Shi Feng swiftly raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face, smack!!
Smack!!! This time it was the other cheek, reddened by the fresh palm print.
Xia Feng felt a twitch at the corner of his eye and didn't want to entertain Mu Qingtong's perverse taste. He deliberately took out Moon God Tears, thought for a moment, and then lifted the head of Anubis.
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At this moment, the seals on Cha Naixue and Silver were also released. The two frowned for two seconds before suddenly waking up with a start, taking deep breaths.
Cha Naixue looked up perplexedly, and into her field of vision came the image of a Black Spade person holding Moon God Tears in their right hand and carrying a divine head in the left, causing her pupils to dilate sharply.
The Black Spade person... really appeared? And killed the Evil God?
"The Calamity Realm is going to be destroyed, let's go," the Black Spade person said in a low, neutral voice.
Under the pitch-black night sky, rows of SUVs were parked on the highway, with desolate and uninhabited fields beside them.
Suddenly a mysterious figure draped in a red cloak appeared out of space, standing above one of the SUVs and looking into the distance.
Under his hood, he wore a vertical-pupiled θ mask outlined in scarlet lines, with his blood-red robe fluttering in the evening breeze.
A meter-high Scarlet pupil quietly opened behind him to the left and right, glancing around.
"No one has come out yet; it seems the kid Gongsun Ze has taken care of everyone inside," the man in the blood-red robe said indifferently, "I told you, this matter didn't need our help to finish."
"Geng Gui, put away your lazy attitude."
As the Scarlet pupil expanded and contracted, a cold command came out, "The arrival of the Divine-level Calamity Realm is crucial to our plans and must not fail."
"Yes yes~" The man in the blood-red robe's tone was still languid, crossing his arms as his θ mask turned slightly, "I'm somewhat curious, though, how the Garden's owner managed to cooperate with Anubis. Evil Gods are greedy; what kind of price did the owner pay?"
"Nothing more than finding some more proxies, slaves, and the like for him."
"Geng Gui, you're not qualified to know more." The tone of the Scarlet pupil remained indifferent.
"Tsk—like I give a damn."
The man in the blood-red robe lazily commented, yawned, and looked up at the sky above the field, sighing, "Seriously, Gongsun Ze is incredibly slow. Over half an hour overdue, and he's still not out."
As he spoke, he suddenly said, "Oh right, I recall there were also two of our people inside besides Gongsun Ze, weren't there?"
The Scarlet pupil replied in a grave tone, "Correct, they are two of our lower echelon faithful, codenamed Owl and Octopus. They enrolled in the 30th sector of the Life Roulette game, with respective game numbers 11 and 17, and are carrying out the mission of capturing Mu Qingtong of the Taicang family tonight. They also entered the Mi Jia Calamity Realm."
"Tch, Mu Qingtong, huh? I've heard of her."
Geng Gui sneered coldly, "She barged into the top ten of the Spirit Song simply with a pretty face, haha~ This shitty world is indeed filled with injustice."
"That's why the Garden has chosen her."
The Scarlet pupil flickered mysteriously, speaking softly, "The Garden will administer the punishment she deserves."
"Well, that's a relief."
Geng Gui grinned, yawned again, and stretched lazily with a touch of impatience, "Damn, is Gongsun Ze eating shit? He's so slow."
"Just be patient." The Scarlet pupil spoke calmly.
"Gongsun Ze hasn't gotten into trouble, has he?"
"The plan is foolproof, there will be no problems; wait."
"Geng Gui, to achieve great things, one must first learn to be patient."
"Fair point! I'll wait!" Geng Gui nodded, mainly because he couldn't enter the Mi Jia Calamity Realm himself, so aside from waiting, there wasn't much he could do.
Another two and a half hours went by.
The man in the blood-red robe sat cross-legged on the rooftop, his head nodding off, and then suddenly awoke with a start: "Damn, Anubis, that shitty Evil God, didn't break his word, did he?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than space above the field twisted violently.
Eight figures stepped out of the Space Barrier into the Present Realm.
Mu Qingtong, Cha Naixue, Silver, and Xia Feng were followed by three pieces of armor, carrying the unconscious Panda, Chen Hangdao, and Cai Kuihua.
"Huh?" Geng Gui was puzzled. Why were there so many people still alive, and where was Gongsun Ze?
At that moment, the space rift twisted, and there seemed to be someone else who hadn't come out yet.
"So he was at the very back...." Geng Gui had just spoken when he abruptly fell silent.
A mysterious person wearing a black robe and a black spade mask walked out of the Calamity Realm. The crack in the Calamity Realm swiftly closed.
At the sight of the Black Spade person, the Scarlet pupil on the SUV abruptly contracted.
Just as Geng Gui was about to get up, he unthinkingly fell down clumsily with a clang, his lazy gaze turned serious, fixating on the head of Anubis in the Black Spade person's hand, his voice ringing with shock: "Wha—what's going on?!"
"The Evil God... is dead?!" The never-changing cold gaze of the Scarlet pupil was full of astonishment. Then it realized something, the light in its eyes shifting, "Run!"
"As if I need you to tell me! Damn—" Geng Gui stepped forward, plunging straight into the meter-high Scarlet pupil. The pupil closed swiftly, vanishing without a trace.
Thousands of miles away in a dimly lit room, space opened an eye, and Geng Gui flew out raggedly, slamming against the wall and sliding down slowly.
"Geng Gui, you're looking rather disheveled."
Under the dim yellow light, a mysterious woman, whose face was obscured, sat in front of a sketchpad, with her back to Geng Gui holding an oil paint brush, seemingly in the middle of painting.