When someone tells you "I'm wronged," don't pay them any mind;
When your friend tells you "I'm wronged," slap them a couple of times;
When a goblin or sprite tells you "I'm wronged," then they might truly be wronged.
He Li sat on a bench, a ball of verdant ghost fire floating before him. Within the ghost fire was a woman's face, bleeding from seven orifices, faintly wailing, "I'm wronged... I'm wronged..."
The scene was rather chilling.
He Li looked at the woman's face in the ghost fire with some helplessness. The key was that she just kept saying "I'm wronged" and nothing else. If you know you're wronged, then speak up.
This thing could only cry injustice, not explain the matter.
He Li grew impatient and got up to leave. He was a god, after all, what time did he have to listen to a "repeater goblin" shout its lines?
Just as He Li stood up, the woman in the ghost fire suddenly shouted hoarsely:
"I'm wronged!"
"Go to hell!" He Li instantly became annoyed. He drew his saber, unsheathed it, and split the ghost fire in two. As the woman's face, bleeding from seven orifices, was cleaved in half, the ghost fire also dissipated.
"Wronged, wronged, then speak up! What are you shouting your lines for?"
After He Li cursed, he sheathed his saber and was about to leave with a grim expression.
Suddenly,
Another ball of ghost fire appeared before him.
Then,
Two, three... five... ten... countless balls of ghost fire appeared around He Li. Gradually, He Li felt as though he was in a bizarre space.
"I'm wronged."
"I'm wronged..."
"I'm wronged... I'm wronged..."
The women in the ghost fire were shouting again. This time, it was countless "repeater goblins," like thousands of ducks quacking in He Li's ears: quack quack... quack quack...
He Li stood in place, his expression growing colder. Since a moment ago, this thing had been toying with him, and now it had dragged him into a bizarre space.
He Li slowly raised his eyes and scanned his surroundings. He didn't look at the dense ghost fires and ghostly faces, but rather used his spiritual power to scan the area, trying to figure out what dared to play with him like this.
He had indeed changed. Even his thoughts carried a trace of divine dignity, a state he had never experienced before.
He couldn't find anything. As his spiritual power spread out, all he could sense was a dense, faint demonic energy – it was the balls of ghost fire, the ghostly faces crying injustice.
He Li frowned slightly, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The next moment,
Xiao Yue appeared behind He Li, bowing slightly, standing back-to-back with He Li. He tugged at the collar of his suit and remained silent.
He Li raised his hand and gently clenched it. His vast spiritual power erupted, shattering the countless balls of ghost fire.
However, they didn't simply disappear as they had when he had split them with his saber.
Instead, they transformed into specks of green sparks, scattering on the ground and igniting green flames. The ground, like dry grass and fire, ignited into a sea of green flames, resembling a ghostly inferno from a movie.
He Li stood in the center of the ghost fire, his gaze dark and silent.
Xiao Yue, who had been looking down, slowly raised his head. He looked at the surrounding sea of fire, let out a scoff, and said, "There are more and more things without eyes these days. There's no good solution, we can only kill them all."
He Li said, "Is this something you, Xiao Yue, would say? I think if Chen Sui or Jin Fang said this, I would find it more acceptable."
Xiao Yue smiled, said nothing, then his smile vanished, and his expression became blank. He raised his arm, flipped his wrist, palm facing down, and spiritual power mixed with psychic energy surged from his palm.
In just an instant, the psychic energy enveloped the sea of fire.
He slowly lowered his arm, or rather, the psychic energy released from his palm pressed downwards.
Instantly,
A chorus of wails arose from the sea of fire. On the ground within the fire, countless woman's faces, bleeding from seven orifices, appeared. They wailed, emitting the shrill cries of ghosts, like the sharp sounds made when a strong wind blows through rock crevices.
Combat was like this. Not only for Xiao Yue and Li Qin, but for He Li as well. They never hesitated. As soon as they sensed danger or something disadvantageous to them, regardless of the cause or reason, they would kill first.
They would not tolerate even the slightest factor that was detrimental to them.
Xiao Yue's psychic energy continued to press down, and the shrill ghost cries in the sea of fire grew sharper, the sea of fire swaying violently. He chuckled slowly and said,
"Eliminate all uncertain factors, and what remains will be certainties."
"Do you think my idea is correct?"
He Li nodded, "Correct!" He felt that Xiao Yue's words made sense. By eliminating all the bad, what remained was the good.
Although this statement was absolute, everyone's thoughts were biased, even gods.
However,
Xiao Yue's descending hand suddenly stopped. He looked at the surrounding sea of fire with confusion.
The next moment,
The ground began to shake. Within the green sea of fire, four black doors appeared, encircling He Li and Xiao Yue. On the two panels of each black door was a strangely shaped blue humanoid skeleton, as if atoning, or praying, or perhaps sacrificing.
He Li said, "More uncertain factors?"
Xiao Yue nodded, "A strange power repelled my psychic energy. However, I'm quite looking forward to what will appear from these terrifying doors."
He Li remained silent. The two of them watched as the four black, terrifying doors fully emerged from the sea of fire. The ghostly cries from the surrounding sea of fire grew louder, transforming from shrill wails into excited roars, as if performing some ritual, or perhaps welcoming something.
*Crack... crack... crack... crack...*
The four doors made cracking sounds and opened. Green light burst from the seams of the doors, then transformed into burning ghost fire.
"Roar... howl..."
"Ah!!!"
From within the doors came various miserable, excited, and furious ghostly roars and howls.
Ghost fire, ghostly faces, ghostly doors.
He Li narrowed his eyes and said, "A strange power repelled your psychic energy. Is it divine power?"
He knew what divine power was – an irresistible force, different from spiritual energy or psychic energy, a greater power.
Just as Xiao Yue had said earlier, his psychic energy was very strong, so strong that it could briefly freeze a portion of space and time. Besides the divine principles, what other power could repel Xiao Yue's psychic energy?
Xiao Yue shook his head, "No. If it were divine power, I would be able to sense it. But precisely because it's not divine power, I'm curious."
During the brief moment of their conversation, the four black ghostly doors had opened. Inside were swirling vortexes of green flames, and frantic ghostly cries emanated from the vortexes. The ghost fire beneath their feet grew more vigorous, and the violently swaying sea of fire seemed to dance.
*Boom!*
*Boom!*
*Boom!*
*Boom!*
Four earth-shattering booms echoed from within the doors. Immediately after, a giant monster's bone claw extended from each of the four doors and landed heavily.
Monster skulls followed, emerging from the vortexes of ghost fire.
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