The battle gradually shifted into a one-sided affair.

The allied forces, composed of the Monster Kingdom, the Kingdom of the Undead, the Phantasmal Demon Church, the Deduction Club, the Frontline of Hell, and many other factions, increased their strength exponentially through mutual coordination and cooperation.

Such a force could hardly be resisted by the Redundant Army's numerical advantage alone...

About ten minutes later, the Redundant Army's casualties once again exceeded the rate of replenishment; the once impenetrable cloud of soldiers in the sky also began to slowly dissipate and thin out.

Meanwhile, on the ground...

Feng Bujue, who was whittling down Dou Mo's health with the [Rat Hammer], suddenly spoke after a long silence...

"Hmm... just as I expected..." Judging from his tone, he must have discovered something.

"What's wrong, Brother Jue?" Xiao Tan, who knew him well, immediately asked, "What's the situation?"

"It's nothing big," Feng Bujue replied calmly, "It's just..." He glanced at Dou Mo in front of him, "I triggered some passive ability of this guy."

"What ability?" Xiao Tan continued to ask.

"Probably something like 'Endurance'," Feng Bujue replied, "You know... the kind that automatically triggers when health drops to a certain value, greatly increasing defense and health regeneration."

"Huh?" Xiao Tan was startled upon hearing this, "Doesn't that mean..."

"That's right," Feng Bujue continued, "The [Rat Hammer] probably can't kill him..." He paused, explaining, "Although he's been regenerating health all along, his normal regeneration rate was clearly lower than my damage output; however, about two minutes ago, when I whittled his health down to around 15%, his health suddenly started to rebound, increasing by 10% in five seconds... until his health returned to around 30%, this surge in regeneration gradually returned to normal in a more gradual trend."

"Of course, with a phenomenon that only happened once, there could be various explanations; 'Endurance' is just one of them."

"So, I slightly increased my hand speed and hammered for another two minutes to see if the same thing would happen when I lowered his health to 15% for the second time, and the result..."

At this point, Brother Jue stopped talking and just shrugged.

"What should we do then?" Xiao Tan said while thinking, "Otherwise... this time, when you lower his health to 16%, let's both attack together and see if we can't instantly kill a Dou Mo with 16% health?"

"No need for so much trouble," Feng Bujue's tone sounded relaxed and confident, and you could tell that he already had a plan, "I can handle it myself."

With that, Brother Jue activated his title skill – [Dou Mo Descends].

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In that instant, from Feng Bujue's perspective, time seemed to stand still, and the surrounding space was distorted and changed in this "stillness."

When his consciousness stabilized, he was standing in a space shrouded in black demonic Qi.

In front of him, stood a pure white figure.

Even Du Shen had never seen this form of Dou Mo; who would have thought... that this flawless existence, which only evoked the word "holy", was the purest form of demon beneath the shroud of demonic Qi.

"I thought you were smart," Dou Mo looked at Feng Bujue and said coldly, "I didn't expect... you'd do something so stupid that even an idiot wouldn't do."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue replied calmly, "Which thing are you referring to?"

"Of course, it's you using [Dou Mo Descends]," Dou Mo continued.

"Is that so..." Feng Bujue murmured, "Why do you say it's stupid?"

"Nonsense!" Dou Mo shouted impatiently, "Do you think that, at this moment, I would still lend you my power? Your behavior is like saying to me... 'Hey, please help me kill you,' how could I possibly do that?"

"Hmm... that makes sense," Feng Bujue pondered.

"Heh..." Dou Mo paused for a second, and sneered, "I understand, you think that even if I don't lend you my power, it doesn't matter, it'll just be a failed skill activation, and you can think of another way... right?" Without waiting for Brother Jue to answer, Dou Mo continued on his own, "That... is where your real stupidity lies..." As he spoke, he took two steps forward and stood in front of Feng Bujue, staring down at him from a distance of less than a foot, "When you borrow power from me, I can pull you into this 'soul space,' as long as I kill you here, your body outside will also die! Once you die, even if that kid called Wang Tanzhi continues to use his strange ability to suppress me, there will be no one else around who can kill me."

"I see... whether or not I come to this space to 'meet' you the moment [Dou Mo Descends] is activated is determined by you..." Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue still looked calm after hearing the other party's words, and muttered thoughtfully, "No wonder I've been directly gaining power without coming here to meet you every time I activated this skill recently... presumably, this is also Twenty-Three's order, right?"

"Order?" Dou Mo continued, "Are you mistaken?" He emphasized, "No one can order me, not even the strongest derivative."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue nodded, "So, you're acting out of your own will, and 'joining forces' with her as equals?"

"That's right," Dou Mo replied, "Our goal is the same—to eliminate all forces in the main universe and return everything to chaos." Saying that, he suddenly raised his right arm and pointed directly above his head, "That way, the high and mighty so-called 'fate' will not be able to create 'scripts' suitable for you 'players' to enjoy in the main universe, because by then... every inch of land in the main universe will have become barren scorched earth; and on every piece of scorched earth, there will only be demons who obey the instinct to kill."

"I can roughly guess what Twenty-Three wants to do, but what's your motivation?" Feng Bujue didn't feel surprised at all by Dou Mo's words, he just calmly continued, "Do you have a grudge against 'fate'? What good will it do for you if the main universe becomes like that?"

"Of course, I have a grudge against 'fate'!" Dou Mo seemed a little excited, "It was her! Who ended my era; it was her! Who killed Du Shen—my only opponent. Hmph... Since she destroyed my world back then, I will now destroy the new world she created, the one she thinks is better!"

"I understand," Feng Bujue said, "It's because of 'loneliness'..."

Those two words were like a sharp knife, stabbing into a place in Dou Mo's heart that had never been opened to anyone.

"Your enemies, your servants, your only nemesis, the world you were familiar with, and... the meaning of your existence..." Facing the silent Dou Mo, Feng Bujue said in a gentle tone, "...all vanished with the end of the last era." He sighed softly, and then said, "In today's new world, most living beings have not even heard of your name..."

"Indeed, in this era, you are invincible, but so what?"

"Are you going to rely on strength to dominate this universe? It's not a difficult task for you, as long as you leave a sentence 'Submit, or die' everywhere you go, unifying the main universe is only a matter of time; but... what's the point of dominating the main universe?"

"From your point of view... what is the meaning of that?"

"There are no longer opponents like Du Shen in this world who can be evenly matched with you, nor is there that kind of pure, endless struggle representing light and darkness..."

"Our world is 'colorful,' which is incompatible with you... because you come from a black and white era; you are black, you need a touch of white that can match you to live meaningfully. Without that kind of 'white,' even if you dye everything black... you are still lonely."

Dou Mo listened quietly to Brother Jue's words, without refuting, and without the strength to refute.

"I don't know what Twenty-Three told you, but I can roughly guess that she gave you some promises..." Feng Bujue said, "For example... joining forces with her will force 'fate' to compromise and change, so as to revive your era; or... let Twenty-Three become the new 'fate,' and then let her help you fulfill your wish." He shook his head and sighed, "Whether you really believe it, or you have other plans, I'll put my words here... no matter who wins or loses in the end, you will not be able to realize your wish."

"Whether it's fate or Twenty-Three... if you think that the generational changes in Thriller Paradise are determined or controlled by 'you,' then you are very wrong."

"It wasn't 'fate' who destroyed your era, she was just carrying out this act under the instructions of some higher-level existence that you can't understand."

"Do you think you are really a 'god' or a 'demon'? Perhaps you are here, but in the eyes of creatures in higher dimensions, you are insignificant."

"Do you think you are really acting according to your own will? How do you know that it wasn't some higher-level existence that set your thoughts and made you feel 'this is my thought'?"

"When the words 'player,' 'script,' and 'fate' that shouldn't have been said by you were spoken from your mouth, have you ever thought... maybe... you have already been infected by Twenty-Three, and you only have the illusion that you are 'equal' to her and have 'the same goal' as her under her influence?"

Dou Mo couldn't answer Feng Bujue's question.

But he was thinking.

Feng Bujue... was also thinking, he was questioning himself in his heart while throwing questions at Dou Mo.

When a person starts to think—"Whether what I am thinking in my mind at this moment is what 'I' am thinking, or is it a higher will 'making me think like this'; is my questioning at this moment the questioning of 'I,' or is it the existence that should be questioned guiding me to question..." that kind of question, that person, basically... is not far from going crazy.

"If..." After a moment, Dou Mo finally spoke again, saying in a deep voice, "What you said is true..." His tone changed, no longer so fierce, "Then... we... what can we do?"

"Since there has never been a 'choice,' why bother to question it?"

"So... even if you are right, I still have to kill you now."

"Maybe, I have really been influenced or even controlled by Twenty-Three; or maybe... I am just being used by her, because I am lonely, confused... I need someone like her to give me hope... even if that hope is just a lie, it is better than nothing for me."

When Feng Bujue heard this, a smile reappeared on his face: "Yeah... I seem to have said some unnecessary things..."

"But... I'm just like that, I just like to do things that seem meaningless."

"So, I will eventually do it, and I will do it in my own way."

"As for how others see it... I don't care; love or hate, joy or disgust, respect or contempt, understanding or misunderstanding... I will accept all of these, because it is these that prove that I have 'lived' in this world."

"Then..." At this point, Dou Mo's tone became cold again, "...I will, as you said, turn your 'living' into 'once'..."

After saying that, he slowly stretched out his hand and waved it gently.

In this "soul space" of Dou Mo, he should have absolute control; killing Feng Bujue would be as easy as erasing a pattern on a pile of sand.

However... a second later, Dou Mo was surprised to find that the other party had not been wiped out as he had expected.

"A little surprised, aren't you?" Feng Bujue looked up at Dou Mo, "After saying the 'meaningless' things, let me say a few practical things..." He paused for half a second, and asked coldly, "Did you really think... that I would do something so 'stupid that even an idiot wouldn't do'?"

As soon as he said this, Dou Mo stood there dumbfounded, and a strange emotion called fear had quietly sprouted in his heart.

"I wouldn't expect to be brought to this space by you after activating [Dou Mo Descends]?" After a short pause, Feng Bujue asked again.

"You..." Dou Mo muttered, "It was to meet me in this space... that you activated the skill..."

Feng Bujue nodded and continued: "Actually, I could have killed you directly outside, but in order to say those 'unnecessary words' to you, I decided to activate this last [Dou Mo Descends]; only in this way... can I talk to you in this space where time does not flow."

"Heh..." Hearing this, Dou Mo laughed, "Hehehe... hahahaha..."

It was a mixed laugh, bitter, helpless, nostalgic, ironic, tragic, relieved, sighed... too many emotions that could not be explained were mixed in it.

Perhaps this was the most out-of-character moment since Dou Mo was born, but it was also this moment that made him truly realize... that he had also lived.

"Okay..." When the other party's laughter gradually stopped, Feng Bujue spoke again, "I've said everything I need to say..." As he spoke, the energy around him bloomed, and a skill that obviously had the nature of "law of causality" was ready to be launched, "Now..." He put on an almost cold expression, and his tone was as cold as ice, "With your outdated name, useless power, and empty life... disappear for me."

As soon as the voice fell, Brother Jue's [roundhouse kick] had already spun out.

At the moment of making the move, although his expression was cold and resolute, there was not a trace of joy in his eyes, but rather a hint of sympathy.

And Dou Mo, just stood there, letting the other party's attack come.

In the instant before being kicked, Dou Mo still looked very calm, he even opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say "thank you," but unfortunately... he couldn't say it until the end.

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On the battlefield, time was still frozen at the second when Feng Bujue activated [Dou Mo Descends].

From Xiao Tan's point of view, Dou Mo's body suddenly "collapsed" just after Feng Bujue said, "I can handle it myself."

"Ah!" When Xiao Tan saw Dou Mo's body instantly turn into black sand and collapse, he thought that the latter had used some means to get rid of [Snow Dance Nine Heavens], and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Don't panic." In the next second, Brother Jue deliberately raised his voice and said, "He is already dead."

"What?" Not only Xiao Tan, but all the forces around who were aware of this situation exclaimed after hearing Feng Bujue's words.

"No way... you really killed him with that little hammer?" Zhuan Jiezun, who had just flown here from the city not long ago, was now staying near Brother Jue and the others, and after hearing the news that Dou Mo was dead, he also sincerely felt incredible.

"No." Feng Bujue shook his head, "I released a killing move on him in his soul space, and that's how I killed him." He didn't dwell on this topic, as if killing Dou Mo was not something worth talking about, "Speaking of... the battle above is quite lively."

"You want to join in the fun too?" Xu Huaishang, who was resting a few meters away, interjected at the right time.

"Looks like..." Feng Bujue turned his head and observed Goddess Xu for two seconds, "You've almost rested enough too." He then turned to look at Xiao Tan, "How are you, Xiao Tan?"

"Hmm... my arms are a little sore." Xiao Tan looked at Brother Jue with squinted eyes and replied, "But compared to you... it shouldn't be a big deal..."

Xiao Tan had witnessed Feng Bujue's [Rat Hammer] tactics at close range, and he had to admit... compared to that kind of hand speed, doing a handstand with one hand + scratching the scalp with one hand was almost like relaxing.

"Okay..." Feng Bujue continued, "Then why don't the three of us go up and join in the fun?"

He went as soon as he said it, halfway through his words, he was already gone.

Seeing this, Xiao Tan and Xu Huaishang exchanged glances, without complaining, and the two of them immediately killed into the sky in their own ways.

After the three of them went to heaven one after another, the group of monster legion warriors who were resting on the ground were still in a state of short-circuited minds...

In a short period of time, they obviously couldn't digest the situation of "Dou Mo is dead."

However, no matter how long these creatures of the main universe subjectively needed to adapt, objectively... Dou Mo had indeed died; and this change immediately caused a chain reaction sufficient to affect the entire main universe.

"Howdy-ho!"

A moment later, accompanied by Mr. King Hanky's exclamation, strands of long-lost sunlight... penetrated the gradually thinning cloud of demonic Qi in the sky and sprinkled on the land of the Monster Kingdom.