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

His legs were still a little unsteady, and the battle between the two great gods in the sky still affected the people on the ground; the oppressive aura had not yet dissipated.

I think there's some misunderstanding between us...

Mo Xin struck him again, and the leader was forced to hide once more. His skills were rendered useless by the attack of the divine artifact, Lei Qie, which utterly destroyed his defenses.

Once the Lightning Blade is unleashed, no one can stop it!

Even with the Death God's sequence-level body, it would be impossible to emerge unscathed from a direct collision with it.

Not to mention that Liu Mengxian used it to kill the Grim Reaper. When it was unleashed at full power, its ferocious power was overwhelming and unstoppable.

Mo Xin, the little girl, was having fun. She had only been by Yan Ziming's side for a little over two months, and she hadn't really had a chance to fully unleash her potential yet, so she naturally lost her composure when she acted.

boom!

An experimental warehouse collapsed under the light blade she swung, and smoke and dust filled the air. Yan Ziming was no longer calm and stopped the little girl Mo Xin from playing.

Yan Ziming was worried that someone might come after her demanding compensation, unsure if the scene had been captured by security cameras.

"Idiot, don't just chop things up like that! You'll have to pay for all of this!"

"Waaah... You said I could play whatever I wanted..." The little girl's voice trembled with tears.

Yan Ziming's heart softened instantly, and he couldn't bear to scold her anymore. He said, "Okay, okay, it's my fault. How about we work together to take down that guy?"

"it is good!"

Raikiri flew to Yan Ziming's right hand on its own. Yan Ziming's long hair was dyed blue-purple, and its aura became even more terrifying. It forcefully tore apart the oppressive force created by the battle between the two great gods in the sky, forming an unobstructed passage that led directly to the boss.

"There's nothing I can do. Who told you to hurt Lanlan and anger my little loli? Die!"

The Thunder Domain erupted, with countless bolts of lightning surging forth. At this moment, Yan Ziming was terrifying to the extreme, charging headlong towards the leader not far away.

The leader was horrified, never expecting to die here. His will to survive was ignited, and he activated his superpowers recklessly, distorting the space within this area and creating terrifying fluctuations.

The distortion of space is merely a visual effect; space remains stable. With his abilities, he cannot disrupt space to such an extent.

The two seventh-tier powerhouses began a life-or-death battle. The result was predictable: amidst several earth-shattering explosions, the eldest brother vanished without a trace, leaving not even bone fragments behind, disappearing into the sky filled with lightning.

"Zi Mo, how dare you say that to me? You've destroyed three warehouses in one fell swoop!" Mo Xin mocked.

"Cough cough, mistake, mistake. It's all because you used too much force just now that I couldn't control myself." Yan Ziming shifted the blame to her. When facing people she was close to, her skin was thicker than a city wall, which made the little girl scream in anger.

"I'm ignoring you, I'm going to take a nap," Mo Xin, the little girl, said weakly after arguing with her for a while.

"What's wrong? Is there anything bothering you?"

Yan Ziming was worried. She used to be able to play until the middle of the day, so why did she want to sleep now?

"I'm tired of playing..." Little Mo Xin fell into a deep sleep, and Yan Ziming couldn't wake her up no matter how he called her.

After confirming that the little girl had simply fallen asleep, Yan Ziming put away the little girl's true form—Raikiri—and fell into deep thought.

It seems that the little girl's time to fight independently is very limited. With this energy limitation, she will have to rely on herself to fight in the future!

Mo Xin, the little girl, can only be used as a trump card when she is exhausted or on certain occasions.

"Jiang Lan, are you alright?" Yan Ziming tore off a piece of his sleeve and used it to apply a simple bandage to Jiang Lan's wound.

"Lanlan..." Jiang Lan's voice was so low that Yan Zimo had to lower his head to barely hear her.

"what?"

"Can't you call me Lanlan like you did before?" Her ears turned red as she said this, and she didn't dare to look Yan Ziming in the eye.

Yan Ziming then remembered that when he issued his death declaration to the boss, he had called Jiang Lan "Lanlan".

That was just something I blurted out unintentionally when I wanted to look cool; I never expected Jiang Lan to care so much.

"Uh... Lanlan?" Yan Ziming was also a little embarrassed. This was the first time she had called Jiang Lan so affectionately. Perhaps their relationship would take another step forward because of this?

"Hmm..." Jiang Lan's face flushed red as she looked at Yan Ziming with hopeful eyes and asked:

"Can I call you Mo Mo?"

Yan Ziming shivered and hurriedly said, "No, please don't! Just call me Ziming!"

Jiang Lan's expression immediately turned to disappointment, but Yan Ziming had no choice, because she couldn't bear that title!

Thinking about it, Yan Ziming didn't dare to imagine what would happen if Mu Mu happened to hear that address.

Given Mu Mu's possessiveness, she would never give up the nickname "Mo Mo" to anyone else. Only she could call Yan Zi Mo that; no one else could.

"Jiang... Lanlan, let me take you to a safe place first."

Yan Ziming looked around and ran towards the corridor where she had fought with... that fire-playing man, intending to send Jiang Lan to the underground defense base, where Mu Mu was guarding it, making it extremely safe!

Back in the corridor, Yan Ziming found Tang Ming lying there motionless. She quickly ran over, reached out and checked his nose, and found that he was no longer breathing.

Feeling Yan Ziming's trembling body and clenched fists, Jiang Lan reached out and held her hand, soothing her anger.

In her anger, Yan Ziming caught a glimpse of a black scale on the ground, the very same so-called divine token that the fire-playing man had thrown at her.

"What kind of keepsake is this... it's just a piece of trash!" Yan Ziming roared through gritted teeth, kicking the scale with her foot. The scale stuck to the sole of her shoe and became part of it!

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Strange Stripes

"What is that?!"

Contrary to his expectations, the scales were not kicked off. Instead, something strange happened to the sole of his shoe. Yan Ziming's expression changed drastically, and lightning surged beneath his feet as he tried to remove the thing.

As it turned out, Yan Ziming's plan backfired. Instead of striking the scale off, the lightning acted like a catalyst, causing the scale to melt rapidly and envelop her entire right foot, making the sole of her foot immediately scalding hot.

"Zi Mo, how are you?" Jiang Lan asked anxiously. Yan Zi Mo didn't show any signs of pain, but Jiang Lan was still worried about her.

"Lanlan, don't move. I'll put you on the ground first."

Yan Ziming didn't answer for the time being. She realized that the burning sensation was coming from the lines of her skin, so she quickly took off her shoes to check the situation.

After taking off his right shoe, Yan Ziming was too lazy to take off his over-the-knee socks. After a surge of lightning, the over-the-knee socks disappeared, and the sight that was revealed made Yan Ziming frown.

The black scales transformed into eerie stripes, which seemed to possess a life of their own, flowing and extending, slowly climbing up her bare feet. The burning sensation came from the areas enveloped by the stripes.

Yan Ziming increased the output of the lightning, and lightning wrapped around her right foot. However, these stripes were completely imprinted on Yan Ziming's skin, as if they had become a part of her body. The lightning had no effect on her unless she amputated her entire leg.

Gradually, the stripes climbed up to the calves and stopped there. The black stripes, like dragons and flowers, were etched on Yan Ziming's fair and jade-like feet, making them look delicate and pure, revealing an elegant and noble charm. Just one glance could drive some foot fetishists crazy.

For example, her perverted younger sister.

"What exactly is this thing?"

Black stripes covered her entire lower leg, and if you didn't look closely, you might think Yan Ziming was wearing sexy and alluring openwork shoes.

"Zi Mo, your leg..." Jiang Lan stretched out her finger and gently poked the sole of Yan Zi Mo's foot. Yan Zi Mo immediately screamed and blushed.

Jiang Lan's expression was as if she had discovered a new continent. Her fingers couldn't help but rub against Yan Ziming's beautiful feet a few more times. Yan Ziming's body went limp and she couldn't make a sound. Her eyes were glazed over, and Jiang Lan became even more excited.

"Lanlan, no, don't... Ah..."

Yan Ziming was breathless and pleaded.

Fortunately, Jiang Lan wasn't a pervert like Ye Qianxue. She stopped as soon as Yan Ziming called her, and like a child who had done something wrong, she lowered her head and said:

"Zimo, I'm sorry, I was just curious about your reaction just now... Were you feeling good?"

The first half of the sentence was fine, but the second half almost made Yan Ziming spit out his drink.

From a sensory perspective, her already exceptionally sensitive feet became several times more sensitive after being covered by these stripes!

It's fine when walking normally, but if you touch it, it's... oh no, it's incredibly sensitive. If Jiang Lan had scratched it a few more times just now, Yan Ziming would have really burst.

"It's uncomfortable! It's not comfortable at all! It hurts terribly when I touch it!" Yan Ziming argued, she would never admit such an unacceptable fact.

"Really?" Jiang Lan asked doubtfully, Yan Ziming's flushed face was hardly convincing.

"Of course it's true. Do you think I'm the kind of person who would lie?"

Seeing Yan Ziming's face looming closer, Jiang Lan blushed this time and stopped pursuing the question of whether Yan Ziming was comfortable or not.

"Come on, I'll take you to the underground defense base first." Yan Ziming put on her shoes, but she had already vanished from her right knee sock, leaving her calf covered in elegant and beautiful stripes that were quite conspicuous.

There was no other way, so she had to switch the over-the-knee sock from her left leg to her right leg, which finally covered up the stripes. Although it was a bit strange to wear an over-the-knee sock on only one side, it was still much better than showing the stripes on her right leg.

He picked Jiang Lan up in his arms and carried her to the place Tang Ming had described, taking her inside the underground defense base.

When Yan Ziming arrived, the academicians and the eighth-level expert who was guarding them finally breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Lan was undoubtedly a national treasure, a national treasure-level academician, and the prosperous future of China would not be possible without her strong support.

The eighth-level ability user stepped forward and said:

"Miss Yan Ziming, thank you very much for your help this time." He saluted Yan Ziming. He could not go out because he had to protect the academicians present. Fortunately, Yan Ziming was there, otherwise Academician Jiang Lan would most likely not have been able to return.

"No need to thank me, Jiang Lan is also my friend; where is Mu Mu?"

Tang Ming said there were intruders inside, but Yan Ziming didn't find any signs of a battle, and Mu Mu wasn't here either. What happened?

"She used her powers to forcibly remove the intruders from here, and we still don't know where she is," the eighth-level ability user said.

The situation just now was indeed dangerous. The intruder was also at the eighth level, just like himself. If the battle had started here, none of the academicians present would have been able to leave alive.

Fortunately, Mu Mu arrived in time and used his spatial ability to shift the battlefield, thus avoiding the worst possible outcome.

"Then I'll leave this place to you. I'll go out and help again. Lanlan, take care of yourself," Yan Ziming earnestly instructed.

The ninth-tier experts from China have arrived and have gained an overwhelming advantage. Those outside should begin to retreat.

Yan Ziming didn't want them to leave so easily. He wanted to at least break a few of their teeth, to teach them that Bei'an wasn't an easy nut to crack!