Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

[Butterfly Effect Triggered Three Times - Random Event: Ten days ago, you broke the rules and used a skill that should have been banned. You used special means to temporarily suppress the backlash, but it didn't stop. Until now, the continuous mild backlash has triggered a certain passive mechanism in your body.]

Feathers fade.

A thin white feather floated down from Bai Jun's fingers, slid lightly across the collapsed debris, and landed in front of Nan Jingming's eyes.

He looked up in confusion. On a second-floor platform, countless white feathers appeared out of thin air, densely interwoven. They quickly covered, compressed, and tightly wrapped together, eventually forming a huge and complete, snow-white "cocoon" that enveloped the white fungus.

Although he didn't know what exactly happened, Nan Jingming would obviously not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a sneak attack.

Indeed, such despicable behavior of killing someone while he is ill is extremely immoral.

But, but this is white fungus!

If it were anyone else, Nan Jingming might feel a little guilty, but this is Baigu.

Talking about morality with Bai Jun is simply a fantasy. No matter how bad the behavior towards Bai Jun is, at most it can only be regarded as giving him a taste of his own medicine.

You deserve it.

A colorful rainbow ribbon flew out from Nan Jingming's sleeve and rushed towards the cocoon wrapped in feathers. The seemingly soft and flowing silk ribbon made a heavy muffled sound when it hit the cocoon shell and collided with layers of feathers, like the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, stirring up countless broken feathers to fall.

Nan Jingming turned his wrist upon seeing this, and the rainbow ribbon instantly changed its shape, wrapping around the "cocoon shell" and suddenly shrinking. The surface of the silk ribbon actually reflected a cold light like a sharp blade.

As it contracted, countless snow-white feathers fell down.

If the cocoon layer wrapped in feathers had not been too thick, the cocoon and the person would have been cut into pieces by the entangled ribbon.

"Hmm?" Nan Jingming frowned in confusion, seeming a little surprised that he had only harvested a few layers of fallen feathers. He muttered to himself, "What kind of monster has feathers that are so durable? They're quite thick."

"Pfft-"

The rainbow ribbon wrapped around the cocoon shell was cut off by four flying translucent willow blades, shattering into several pieces before falling from mid-air. One of the blades grazed Nan Jingming's ear, severing a strand of his colorful hair.

“There are so many dogs with white fungus.”

Nan Jingming took a few steps back, narrowly avoiding the three sharp blades that attacked him again. He looked at Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng, who had been watching the fight for a long time and suddenly took action for some reason, and sneered, "I thought you would keep watching. Why, you can't help yourself?"

Before Nan Jingming finished speaking, the rainbow ribbon had already turned around like a poisonous snake and attacked Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng who was leaning against the broken pillar.

As the ribbon shot forward, it split into seven streams of light of different colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and violet. Each stream of light broke through the air with a sharp sound, as if the rainbow itself had been transformed into a deadly blade.

The black feather mask on Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng's face glowed with a strange luster under the flowing light.

He didn't even move a step, simply raising his hand slightly. Unknowingly, eight translucent willow blades were already between his fingers. Just as the colorful light was about to touch the edge of his clothes, the willow blades flew out of his hands, precisely colliding with each ribbon.

The crisp sounds of metal clashing erupted one after another, sparks flying everywhere. The last willow blade drew a strange arc, pointing directly at the throat of the mirror.

"Tsk." Nan Jingming smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, his long, colorful hair flying in the air. With a flick of his wrist, the severed ribbon fragments unexpectedly reassembled in mid-air, weaving into a multicolored net that completely engulfed the willow blade. Simultaneously, his left hand quietly slipped a jewel-encrusted dagger from his sleeve, the light reflected from the dagger pointed squarely at the white cocoon on the second floor.

Just as the light was about to shine on the cocoon, Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng's figure suddenly appeared in the path of the light like a ghost.

The hem of his black robe flew up, revealing the silver spikes hidden on his boot heels. He kicked the dagger away. The light reflected from the gem struck the opposite wall, instantly corroding a charred hole.

"Are you so anxious to protect your master?" Nan Jingming asked sarcastically.

The colorful ribbons had gathered around him again, like a coiled python. "This is a great opportunity for me to see just how powerful Number One is."