plumnovel Chapter 62 The Crazy Senior Sister's Love
Chapter 62 The Crazy Senior Sister's Love
Xiao Wufeng's sword was supposed to pierce through Yu Liang's throat, drawing a trail of blood.
If it were anyone else, there would be no chance of survival in this situation.
But he overlooked one person—Mo Yuan, who remained silent like a puppet and whom he regarded as a decorative object of Shenji Peak.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, the stale air in the Sword Demon's stomach seemed to be instantly sucked out.
Xiao Wufeng flew ten zhang away like a kite with a broken string, and sank heavily into the writhing dark red flesh.
The flying sword named "Ruthless" fell from his hand and landed on the ground, emitting a mournful hum.
Before the dust had settled, eight mechanical spider spears, gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, burst forth from the ground, forming an iron dragon that tightly protected Yu Liang in the center.
Mo Yuan leaned down and pressed herself against Yu Liang.
Her face, which was usually as delicate and stiff as a porcelain doll, now showed an unusual flush.
Her eyes were unfocused yet held a chilling obsession as she stared intently at the blood-soaked man beneath her.
"Senior Brother Xiao..." Her voice trembled, tinged with a morbid excitement, "You can't kill him."
"Because... he's mine."
Mo Yuan extended her fingertip, which was mixed with engine oil and residual blood, and slowly traced it across Yu Liang's face, leaving behind dark marks.
"What perfect material, what an extraordinary thread of cause and effect. Who but me could dismantle it, who could mend it?"
"He is my prized possession. Anyone who dares to touch him will be killed by me."
madman.
They're a bunch of incomprehensible lunatics.
Xiao Wufeng struggled to emerge from the flesh wall, clutching his collapsed ribs. On his perpetually calm face, a crack of horror finally appeared.
He had calculated greed to the fullest extent, weighed all the pros and cons, but he couldn't fathom this irrational, almost obsessive possessiveness.
"roar--!!!"
Above, the enormous blood-red eye opened completely.
The excruciating pain of having his sword spirit stolen plunged the remnant soul of the Sword Demon into a frenzied rage that annihilated everything.
The oppressive force originating from the depths of one's soul slammed into the ground like a massive hammer.
Even in a place devoid of spirits, the residual force of this energy is enough to shatter living beings into dust.
"Giggle giggle..."
Mo Yuan let out a strange laugh.
She suddenly sat up straight, her arms outstretched to the sky, as if to dance with the destruction.
Splash!
Countless intricate brass gears, springs, and connecting rods poured out from her wide sleeves.
They spun and twisted in the air like serpents, scattering sparks everywhere.
"Snap! Snap!"
In the blink of an eye, an exquisite "Divine Machine Fortress" rose from the ground, completely enveloping her and Yu Liang.
As the gears whirred, a patch of pure land was forcibly created under the pressure of the sword demon.
This was Mo Yuan's trump card for survival, but she didn't hesitate to use it on her "doll".
Xiao Wufeng's eye twitched slightly.
He glanced at the impregnable fortress, then looked up at the descending crimson light of destruction.
Reason told him that attacking Mo Yuan at this moment would be tantamount to courting death.
"What an incomprehensible bunch of idiots." Xiao Wufeng gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, his figure turning into a blur as he rushed straight towards the gastric valve that was about to close.
Once they leave this place, even if Yu Liang possesses extraordinary abilities, he will have no chance of survival under the wrath of the Sword Demon.
If borrowing a knife fails, then let that knife shatter completely.
……
Inside the fortified compound.
Yu Liang felt as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter.
It wasn't just the pain, but also the chilling feeling of being stared at by Mo Yuan's piercing eyes.
That crazy woman really wants to turn him into an incorruptible specimen.
"Junior brother...don't be afraid..."
Mo Yuan took out a slender golden needle from her sleeve, its tip coated with a strange, vibrant green liquid, its cold light gleaming. "After being pierced by this Soul-Stabilizing Liquid... you will never feel pain again... for all eternity..."
"Screw you!" Yu Liang endured the excruciating pain and slapped the golden needle away.
He struggled to lift his head, peering through the gaps in the gears at the enormous, bloodshot eye that was brewing a world-destroying attack.
This was a dead end, but it was also his only way out.
The gambler's madness once again overwhelmed his fear.
Yu Liang grabbed Mo Yuan by the collar, pulling her delicate yet sickly face close to his. Their noses touched, and their breaths mingled.
"Senior sister, would you like to play a more sophisticated game?" Yu Liang's face was covered in blood, and his smile was extremely ferocious.
Mo Yuan paused, then tilted her head and said, "More... sophisticated?"
"Blow up this pile of junk! Use it as a propulsion force!"
Yu Liang pointed at the overwhelming eyeball overhead and roared, "Send me up there! I'm going to give this old bastard a full consecration ceremony! And—get my stupid pig back!"
Mo Yuan's eyes lit up instantly.
That was the fervor of witnessing the ultimate absurd aesthetics.
"To personally deliver my junior brother into the eyes of the Sword Demon..."
She murmured to herself, her body convulsing with excitement, as if she had heard the most moving words of love in the world, "This kind of blasphemy... is truly the most romantic of all..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!!"
Yu Liang sensed that his soul was being sawed apart inch by inch by the red thread of cause and effect, each moment feeling like being slowly tortured.
The black kite moved.
The eight spider spears on her back suddenly contracted, like a powerful bow drawn to its fullest extent.
All the gears inside the fortress stopped turning, groaning under the strain, and concentrated all their force into one point.
"Junior brother...you need to fly higher..."
"collapse!"
A deafening roar, like a thunderclap.
Yu Liang felt as if his internal organs had been left behind.
Like a heavy arrow shot from a crossbow, he smashed through the fortress, tore through the turbid air, and charged straight towards the sky, facing the destructive red light.
Nearly.
The enormous pupil was getting closer and closer.
Each blood vessel is like a rushing lava.
At the edge of those abyss-like pupils, a jarring pink hue was struggling desperately.
"Hmph—!!"
Pig Lord was tightly bound by several thick, blood-red evil energies, like a pink fly stuck in a spider web.
It kicked wildly with its four hooves, its mouth wide open, frantically gnawing at the malevolent tentacles that were trying to strangle it, gagling as it gnawed—clearly, the thousand-year-old grime didn't taste very good.
Upon seeing Yu Liangfei arrive, Pigsy's eyes blazed with an overwhelming will to survive, and he let out a loud howl: "Hmph!!"
A terrifying gale was tearing Yu Liang's flesh away, and the sword demon's protective aura was about to crush him into a bloody pulp.
Is it destined to vanish into thin air before it has even been touched?
Yu Liang stared intently at the pupils so close to his eyes and at the stupid pig that was about to be strangled, a ruthless glint in his eyes.
"Deception of cause and effect, open!" he roared in his heart.
These four words weren't just shouted out; they were earned with one's life.
Left hand.
Perception vanishes in an instant.
That was a sacrifice.
He threw all the sensations and pains of his left hand, and even the principles of law that exist in the world, onto the scales.
This is a pretext to deceive the will of Heaven in exchange for a fleeting moment of "nothingness".
Since I don't exist, your defenses can't stop me.
"Buzz—"
The world was silent.
The violent gale pierced through Yu Liang's body, as if passing through a phantom.
The malevolent aura barrier, powerful enough to melt gold and iron, remained completely undisturbed.
Yu Liang, like a ghost, passed through the defensive barrier without any hindrance.
"Smack."
A soft sound.
He was like a gecko, firmly pressed against the center of the Sword Demon's enormous pupils, no more than three inches away from the trapped Pig Lord.
Cold, slippery, with a suffocating, abyssal gaze.
The Sword Demon was stunned.
It has existed for ten thousand years, slaying true immortals and great demons.
But I've never seen an ant dare to stick it directly onto its eyeballs.
What kind of method is this? What kind of approach is this?
Before its decaying mind could process what was happening, Yu Liang made a move.
He grabbed Pigsy's tail, which was constricted and turned purple, and with his other hand raised high, his five fingers like hooks, he dug hard into the soft and fragile cornea.
"You dead pig! Stop howling! Bite me!!"
Yu Liang roared and pushed the "Everything Can Be Played" to its limit.
"Ancestor! Your humble servant has come to... open your... third eye!"
Yu Liang grinned maliciously, his single hand trembling as it created countless afterimages, frantically manipulating the surface of the eyeball with the anger, fear, and survival instinct he had carried along.
"Sizzle sizzle—!"
A piercing friction sound suddenly exploded inside the stomach.
Those were the fleshy palms of mortals, being forcibly refined into the eyeballs of ancient demon gods.
The violent tremor was transmitted instantly, and the evil tentacles that had been tightly binding Pig Lord loosened due to this strange high-frequency vibration.
Pig Lord, having regained his freedom, did not run away.
It stared at the enormous pupil so close to its eyes, recalling the humiliation of almost being strangled, and a wicked thought arose within it.
"snort--!"
Pig Lord opened his mouth wide, revealing a set of fangs powerful enough to crush magical artifacts, and bit down hard right in the center of that sensitive and fragile pupil!
"Snap!"
One person, one pig, one plate, one bite.
A double whammy of physical exorcism and biological devouring!
Having lost his sword spirit and suffered this severe injury, the Sword Demon's stomach began to collapse, and the surrounding flesh walls transformed into countless flying swords that shot out wildly.
Yu Liang scooped up Pigsy, who was still frantically chewing on the eyeball, and roared, "Retreat! Run towards that glowing tunnel!"