Worldwide Simulation Era
Chapter 334 - Lin Qiye: You Are The Ant
Chapter 334: Lin Qiye: You Are The Ant
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
He had to admit that the Painted-skin Demonās stealth ability was terrifying to the extreme.
Perhaps its talent was related to hiding and even had something to do with space, shadows, and illusions. freššššnoѵel.cšm
Otherwise, why couldnāt Lin Qiye sense its existence?
For example, right now, Lin Qiyeās Immortal Consciousness Soul has spread to a radius of 10,000 meters. Even if a gust of wind blew over, even if it was the heartbeat of a fly, Lin Qiye could sense it.
Moreover, his thunder particles were everywhere, but he didnāt notice that the Painted-skin Demon had neared him.
However, Lin Qiyeās intuition told him that the Painted-skin Demon had already invaded a radius of one thousand meters around him.
It only needed an instant toassassinate him.
āNot bad. Is this the power formed by devouring the Wind Emperor, the Demon Emperor, the Winged Wolf Tribe, and the demon race?
āIs this the supreme level Painted-skin Demon?
āItās amazingā¦
Lin Qiye couldnāt help but be speechless.
At the same time, he drove the resentment in the Resentment Immortal Eye. Thick resentment rushed out like a demon mirror, lighting up a 100-meter radius.
Right now, at Lin Qiyeās side, there are no other creatures.
Therefore, the Painted-skin Demon was particularly eye-catching, like a firefly in the night.
āWhat?ā
When the Painted-skin Demon saw Lin Qiyeās Resentment Immortal Eye, a chill ran down its spine.
It hurried back to escape.
But in the next second, endless threads of lightning had trapped it. Tiny thunder particles formed a storm in the Thunder God Domain, like thousands of atomic knives scraping against the demonās body.
The scales of the Painted-skin Demon were scraped into bloody sand inch by inch and fell off.
āAh!ā
The lightning filled with destructive power rubbed against the body of the Painted-skin Demon, turning it into a bloody meat stick.
The extreme resentment turned into heads and bit the body of the Painted-skin Demon.
The demon let out a heart-wrenching scream and struggled violently.
The tentacles on its back were like rubber, stretching thousands of miles.
Its wings were like clouds that hung in the sky.
The scales continued to grow, but Lin Qiyeās eyes were cold.
With a thought, the Immortal Consciousness Soul pulled a long red saber down from the sky and spun toward the Painted-skin Demonās head.
The saber was extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, the Painted-skin Demonās head was cut off, along with hundreds of tentacles and two pieces of wings.
Lightning and fire burned on the pieces of meat, burning them and the demonās head into ashes.
āWhoosh-ā
The long blade spun and flew far away.
A thousand meters away, the Thunder God Aspect appeared andcaught the long blade.
Its facial features were cold, and it slashed forward, cutting the back of the Painted-skin Demon.
The demonās back was split open, and its spine was chopped into pieces.
All the actions of the Painted-skin Demon came to an abrupt halt.
Two bloody faces drilled out of its chest, looking horror-struck.
āHow is it possible? A mere ant killed me in an instant?ā
The Painted-skin Demonās shocked voice dissipated in the surroundings.
Lin Qiyeās gaze was cold.
āYouāre the ant.ā
As he spoke, lightning danced and scattered the Painted-skin Demon!
The Painted-skin Demon finally disappeared.
A red light flickered in Lin Qiyeās Immortal Eye, and endless hatred turned into a hook that hooked the Painted-skin Demonās soul.
It was pulled into the Immortal Eye.
In an instant, the supreme-level Painted-skin Demon felt as if it had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell.
Countless lives that it had killed gathered into a universe of resentment.
It fell into it, and the boundless resentment washed over its soul, almost turning it into ashes.
āNo! No! Donāt come over! Donāt come over!ā
The army of resentment instantly drowned the Painted-skin Demon. They ate its soul and sucked on its fate.
āThis is all fake!ā
The Painted-skin Demon roared madly.
It struggled furiously, but it was useless.
It could only be turned into ashes in the Immortal Eye.
The supreme-level Painted-skin Demon was killed instantly.
The strange blood eye in the sky turned into black fog and dissipated.
The universe was bright and clear again, and the wind was gentle and smooth.
Only Zhu Yuhengās soul was left and was gradually thinning by the side.
āIām so cold⦠Little Seventeen⦠Can you still hear me?
āIām so cold⦠Little seventeen.ā
Lin Qiye was stunned.
Looking at Zhu Yuhengās soul, he was momentarily at a loss.
He understood that Zhu Yuheng had already struggled for a thousand reincarnations.
She was already dead.
Only her soul was left, and now⦠her soul was about to dissipate.
Lin Qiye used his Immortal Consciousness Soul to wrap around Zhu Yuhengās soul, trying to slow down the rate of dissipation.
āIām here⦠Can you feel me?ā
Lin Qiyeās heart was a mess.
As if she could feel the warmth of Lin Qiyeās soul, Zhu Yuhengās face revealed a hint of a smile.
āI want to burn a palace with you again. I feel like Iām fighting alongside you. Unfortunately, we donāt spend enough time together.
āI thought that when I started training, I would be able to fight alongside you. I didnāt expect things to turn out like this. I couldnāt hold on for much longerā¦ā
Zhu Yuhengās consciousness became increasingly blurry.
āLittle Seventeen⦠Thank you for coming to save me and my soul, not allowing me to degenerate into a demon.ā
āItās such a pity. I really, really want you to hug me and feel your warmthā¦ā
Zhu Yuhengās soul became more transparent.
Her smile became bitter.
Lin Qiye was speechless. He didnāt know what to say.