Lut abruptly stopped speaking, and her right index and middle fingers stabbed toward Twenty-Three's eyes.

*Chi*—

Drops of bright red blood splattered onto Twenty-Three's snow-white face, but… it wasn't her own blood.

Because a flash of gold had instantly streaked past, precisely severing Lut's index and middle fingers.

"As you wish…" Feng Bujue's voice came from behind Lut; he had charged up with Death Poker, "I'm here."

"Heh…" Lut smiled, "This is your greatest human weakness…" As she spoke, she extended her arm and sent Twenty-Three flying.

Almost in the same second, Lut turned around and grabbed Feng Bujue's neck.

"You're very smart, smart enough to instantly see through my intentions," Lut continued, "But you're also very foolish, foolish enough to knowingly walk right into this trap."

Their conversation left the others completely bewildered… because this was a psychological battle between only Feng Bujue and Lut. The continuous changes that seemed overwhelming to others were, to them, a far more complex and perilous game…

Firstly, in the situation just now, if Lut had really wanted to gouge out Twenty-Three's eyes, Feng Bujue definitely wouldn't have been able to stop her in time. They both knew this very well.

So why did the scene of her fingers being cut off occur? Clearly, Lut had deliberately slowed down her attack.

To put it bluntly, she was "waiting" for Feng Bujue to come and save her.

And when Ling Feng had prepared to intervene, Lut had directly crushed his actions with overwhelming power. This was also sending a signal to Brother Jue—"Others won't do, it has to be you."

Feng Bujue naturally understood all of Lut's intentions, but… he had no choice.

"Even exceptional individuals like you can't escape the shackles of emotion." Lut grabbed with one arm, slowly lifting Feng Bujue up. She didn't rush to break his neck, but instead stared at Brother Jue with a cruel gaze, "You abandoned the logically most sound plan, simply because you didn't want to see your companion tortured and killed by me… But… can your choice really change anything?"

As she spoke, Lut raised her hand without turning her head, using the hand that had just finished healing itself to unleash a flick of her finger behind her…

That silent, invisible force instantly turned Da Fantian, who was leaping toward her, into mincemeat.

"Have you ever thought… that objectively speaking, your choice is likely to have the opposite effect?" Lut continued, "In the end… your companion will still be tortured and killed by me, only in the process, you've gone from a 'bystander' to someone with 'limited action'." She paused, "Looking at it that way… your actions are meaningless, except to make your 'conscience' feel better subjectively."

Feng Bujue couldn't speak; the massive force on his neck quickly brought him to the brink of suffocation.

"That's why… the future regarding you is always chaotic…" Lut continued, "In you, I always see some calculation formulas that are beyond logic, without any theoretical basis… Your elusive, intertwined fate is the blind spot of all orderly worlds." She sneered, "Do you know where the difference lies between us and you?"

At this point, Yama and Vishnu also suddenly attacked, their long whip and bronze behemoth shadows closing in on Lut from both sides.

But as the whip blade and bronze collided, Lut's figure had already materialized into nothingness, disappearing from the gap in the attack.

Two seconds later, she appeared in the air, and Feng Bujue… was still being held in her grasp.

"We Derivatives also have joys, sorrows, and happiness… When we encounter misfortune, we feel pain just like you humans…" Lut ignored the others' attacks and continued speaking to Brother Jue, "But when faced with the kind of choice just now, I will still stick to the most reasonable strategy." She raised her voice, as if wanting all the players to hear, "This… is what makes us Derivatives superior to you humans. Instead of letting ourselves 'feel good', we value the results in the objective world more."

"Crazy Bro! Watch out!" Shiva's roar came from the ground; he had finally used his trump card.

The last stone disc of the Heavenly Dance Hourglass suddenly shattered, and the earth attribute effect "Pure Land" was activated.

The effect of Pure Land was: to clear all enemy skills and equipment effects (including passive ones) within range, for a duration of one minute.

Shiva didn't know if this skill could help Brother Jue escape danger, but given the current situation, he could only try anything; it was better than doing nothing.

Unexpectedly…

At the very instant Shiva made his move, Lut and Feng Bujue's positions… changed again.

Moreover, this time it wasn't Lut who moved proactively, but Feng Bujue, who was being choked, had used [Flying Sand in the Wind]…

"Heh…" Lut laughed, "Even with your consciousness already blurred, you still made a rather calm judgment…" She turned her head, looking at Shiva in the distance, "You almost killed Feng Bujue, you know that?"

Shiva was stunned: "Uh… coming from someone who's strangling him… that's really…"

"Don't forget, in this scenario, Feng Bujue is also your 'enemy', he will also be affected by 'Pure Land'," Lut interrupted, "But… it doesn't matter to me." After she said that, she flicked her finger again.

Shiva had seen this move two or three times already, and had been on guard, so he reacted immediately upon seeing her raise her hand, barely avoiding this attack.

"Hmph… a futile struggle." Lut coldly commented, then turned her head again, looking at Feng Bujue, "Hmm… 42% survival value left, is it… Hehe…" She chuckled lightly, her beauty unparalleled, her smile radiant, but there was not a trace of a smile in her eyes, only killing intent, "You must not faint, I'm planning to save Twenty-Three for last… After killing these few, your survival value will be about 1%, then I'll let you down and let you slowly admire how I…"

Her words stopped abruptly, and a strange look flashed across her exquisite face.

"What is this feeling…" Lut muttered to herself, then, white light flowed through her eyes, "[Draw a Cross and Curse You]? … What a tasteless skill…"

"You flatter me…" A long-unheard voice rang out.

A black shadow flashed, as fast as a shooting star.

Xiao Tan killed from behind Lut, first using [Devil Bat Phantom], avoiding Lut's incredibly fast interception… then [Shadow of Horror Chasing Souls], slashing off Lut's arm.

By the time Lut turned her head again, all that was left in front of her was a cloud of blood mist and a severed arm.

Both Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi had left her control.