I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Normally, the raging lightning becomes like flowing water when it enters the funnel. Several, a dozen, or even hundreds of bolts converge to form streams of lightning paste, which meander downwards along the funnel, creating a spectacular sight.

At the same time, the Grim Reaper, who was about to kill the mountain unicorn, seemed to have encountered the most terrifying thing in the world. The bone blade that was about to strike the mountain unicorn trembled uncontrollably, and its entire body showed signs of cracking.

Chapter 186 Sequence Level, Fallen!

Upon seeing this scene, Yan Ziming knew that Liu Mengxian was about to establish her authority!

"You...you come with me..." She was adapting to the modern language, and from the few words she exchanged with Yan Ziming, she grasped the essence of the language and was making rapid progress.

"Come to me." Finally, Liu Mengxian was able to speak fluently with Yan Ziming. With a wave of her hand, Yan Ziming felt himself being enveloped by the large sleeve of her arm, and the next second he found himself next to her.

Yan Ziming watched with envy, wishing she could learn it in a day. If she could master this method, would she still be afraid of not being able to subdue that perverted sadist Mu Mu in the future?

As long as she dares to touch him, he can pin her down on the bed with a flick of his sleeve, turning the tables on her.

Yan Ziming couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he imagined many indescribable scenes.

What strange things are you thinking about?

Liu Mengxian dispersed the swirling mist around her, revealing her stunningly beautiful face, elegant and refined, with a light and ethereal air; her perfect figure was naturally formed, neither too plump nor too thin, her skin delicate and her breath sweet as orchids.

Her eyes were like a clear pool of water, pure as the blue sky and deep as the sea. When she looked around, she exuded an elegant and noble air that captivated people, making them feel ashamed of their own appearance and unable to even entertain the thought of desecration.

In short, this was the most beautiful woman Yan Ziming had ever seen, one that even she herself admired.

"Here we go again. Can't you just listen to someone properly?"

Yan Ziming didn't react for a long time, so Liu Mengxian gently placed her hand on his face and pinched it lightly.

Lost in his own fantasy, Yan Ziming suddenly felt a sharp pain in his cheek. He then realized that the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him was angrily pinching his cheek. The force wasn't strong, but the pain was unusually intense.

"Ugh... Fairy sister, what are you doing?" Yan Ziming cried out in pain, but dared not resist.

“You seem quite shrewd, so why are you so blank most of the time?” Liu Mengxian moved closer to Yan Ziming’s face, placed her hand on Yan Ziming’s chin, and forced her to look into her eyes.

A captivating fragrance lingered around her nose, and she could clearly feel the warm breath Liu Mengxian exhaled; it had a sweet taste.

Faced with those piercing, insightful eyes, Yan Ziming dared not look directly at them, his gaze darting away as he stammered:

"Um, fairy sister, could you... take care of this matter first?"

"Sigh..." Knowing that Yan Ziming wouldn't be able to change his ways anytime soon, Liu Mengxian sighed helplessly.

She gently stroked Leiqie with her delicate hand and said:

"Now that you've become this child's owner, don't you think you should change how you address me?"

"Uh... Master... Sister?"

Yan Ziming mimicked Ye Qianxue's way of addressing Mu Mu, and asked in a questioning tone.

"..."

Seeing that she seemed somewhat displeased, Yan Ziming offered several more terms of address that she felt were appropriate, but Liu Mengxian rejected them all, instead pressing two fingers to Yan Ziming's lips and saying:

"Just call me Meng'er or Xian'er. I don't like the way people are addressed in your time."

I was looked down upon...

Yan Ziming scratched his nose, looking rather embarrassed. This was the generation gap! No matter how nice the name he chose, it was all in vain for those with a generation gap.

"Then... Sister Xian'er... Xian'er!"

Originally, she wanted to add the word "sister," but under Liu Mengxian's compelling gaze, she was forced to change her address. Yan Ziming had no choice but to accept it. Since she couldn't resist, she might as well enjoy it. She couldn't be happier to be able to address a super beautiful master like that!

Liu Mengxian's eyes sparkled, and she nodded slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with the title.

"So, Xian'er...where are we going?"

“Below,” Liu Mengxian said, pointing to the vortex of clouds.

"Eh?!!"

Yan Ziming's face turned ashen; he thought he had misheard.

You must know that the vortex of clouds contains world-destroying power!

Even she could sense that the seemingly calm, flowing lightning contained an astonishing power that even with her high affinity for lightning, she couldn't withstand.

"Let's go, let's go down." Liu Mengxian jumped down first, and Yan Ziming gritted his teeth and jumped down as well.

During her fall, Yan Ziming accidentally touched the laser paste, which startled her so much that she started doing a laser dance in mid-air.

"Don't move!" Liu Mengxian was getting impatient with Yan Ziming's terrible behavior and said this. Yan Ziming immediately stopped moving, or rather, he couldn't move anymore, as if he had become a puppet and was being manipulated by Liu Mengxian.

Only then did Yan Ziming realize that she and Liu Mengxian were floating in a funnel formed by a cloud vortex, descending slowly like autumn leaves, as if they were immortals. At the same time, she felt that her strength seemed to have increased, and her breath had a faint blue-purple halo.

Is this what true profanity looks like?

Yan Ziming's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Then she saw the mountain unicorn struggling with death below, barely clinging to life; Huang Tao, who had lost half an arm; and a massive, blood-soaked gorilla.

"Uncle—!"

It was obvious to everyone that Yan Shan was nearing his end and could die at any moment. The pinnacle of Chinese strength and a relative of Yan Ziming would be gone forever.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Watch carefully, this will be good for your future." Liu Mengxian's words contained a spiritual fluctuation, and her words dispelled all of Yan Ziming's unease.

--Chance!

Yan Ziming stared wide-eyed at Liu Mengxian, not blinking, for fear of missing a single detail.

"I told you to watch the flow of energy, not to look at me!" Liu Mengxian said, slightly annoyed, influenced by Yan Ziming's gaze.

Well...

Yan Ziming chuckled and focused intently on sensing the changes in the surrounding energy.

……

"That person is finally going to make a move?!"

Yan Shan was on the verge of death, with many potentially fatal wounds on his body. Fortunately, the mountain qilin's life force was as long as its name suggested, otherwise he would have already breathed his last.

The strange phenomenon appearing in the sky undoubtedly signifies that this battle has entered its final stage, and the final outcome will be the death of the Grim Reaper.

His certainty stemmed from the subtle, oppressive power emanating from it, a power that even caused the heavens and earth to collapse, dispelling the gloom that shrouded the battlefield. The flowing lightning-infused magma instantly melted the land, possessing a power even greater than that of lava. Even he, with his Qilin bloodline, couldn't help but think of a few words.

—Invincible!

Who else could create such power besides that super being at the Soul Heaven Realm?

Didn't you see that Death looked like he'd seen a ghost at that moment?

It roared to the sky, trying to communicate with the supreme being within, but there was no response. The only response was an increasingly heavy aura, which caused countless cracks to appear all over its body, making a crackling sound.

Knowing he couldn't escape this calamity, Death decided to defy fate, raising his bone blade. Before the milky-white shockwave could even take shape, it was crushed by the overwhelming pressure.

Unable to even mount a decent counterattack, Death grew increasingly fearful. It didn't want to die so miserably. After countless hardships and killing millions, it had finally reached the Sequence level. Now, its desire to live was stronger than ever.

It deeply regretted its act of being the first to arrive at the Yongjing Military Administrative Region. It had been too arrogant, risking being killed by that person to try and seize the Qilin. Now, it had not only failed to obtain the Qilin, but was also about to perish here. How could it be willing to accept this?

Death lowered its proud head, buried itself in the ground, and bowed down to the being in the cloud vortex, hoping that she would spare it.

"As expected of the Soul Heaven Realm... even the God of Death has backed down...!" Huang Tao had already been pressed to the ground by the immense pressure, unable to fly at all. The wind element was restless and fearful under the lightning, and he could not control it.

King Kong's crimson eyes regained their clarity, and it stared at the cloud vortex with fear. There, there was a being that could destroy it without lifting a finger, but it did not yield. Its gaze remained stubborn, fearless of heaven and earth.

"You have crossed the line... Die." A majestic voice, as powerful as a king, echoed from the cloud vortex. Death's fear reached its peak. It wanted to run, but its body had already lost the ability to move, and it could not resist in the slightest.

Finally, the tip of the falling cloud vortex slowly touched Death's body. Death instantly lost all vital signs, shattered into pieces, leaving only bone fragments on the ground. Only the two bone blades remained intact.

For the next minute, the world was reduced to a dazzling blue-purple...

Chapter 187 Ecstasy After Utter Sorrow

The bluish-purple light dimmed, the sky parted the dark clouds that had shrouded it for days, and the fiery red setting sun shone down on the earth, dividing day and night. After the rain, everything seemed so comfortable and peaceful.

The premise is to ignore that endless plain.

The endless mountain range where the mountain unicorn fought the god of death is now lost to the vast darkness, its trace nowhere to be seen. All that can be seen is devastation, nothing but barrenness, except for that blue-purple pillar of light that connects heaven and earth, which endures through the ages.

"Where is the Marshal? Where is the Deputy Commander-in-Chief?"

Li Hao was dumbfounded. He looked at that spot through his binoculars but couldn't see a single person.

"Quickly, quickly, send a few helicopters over to check the situation!"

The roar of helicopter rotors immediately snapped everyone out of their daze and brought the battle to an end.

But they all remained silent, because they had all guessed one thing.

—The Marshal and Deputy Commander-in-Chief are very likely...

Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent. Some of the female soldiers with weaker willpower burst into tears. The price they paid was simply too high!

The Yongjing Military Administrative Region was destroyed. The once prosperous city collapsed and was shattered. Millions of people died, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers were buried on the battlefield. The marshal and deputy commander-in-chief were killed in action. Only the rank of commander-in-chief managed to fight to the death.

How many more people will perish in this bloody war between races in the battles to come?

What's left?

"What's left?!" A lieutenant general roared, his eyes bloodshot.