God's Gift

As Dark Star's voice faded, an eerie silence descended upon the surroundings.

In the stillness, someone suddenly staggered to their feet and ran toward the spilled blood.

Seeing someone make a move, the others seemed to wake from a dream and scrambled to grab the blood.

But this blood dispersed too quickly; some had already seeped into the soil and could not satisfy them at all.

Dark Star's voice carried a seductive and eerie quality, "Don't rush, as long as you kill Oxi, none of you will turn into monsters."

"How is this possible..." Even though they were eager for Youyou's blood, they were still shocked by Dark Star's words: "How could we possibly kill a god?"

"Why not?" Dark Star looked at Yu Youyou. "Is Ou Xi no longer able to use divine power?"

Everyone then looked at Yu Youyou and saw that she was standing up shakily, covering the wound of her severed limb with her remaining hand, and walking towards the Eye of Hela step by step.

Every meter Yu Youyou moved, the surging heat waves from the Eye of Hela rushed towards her, pushing her backward.

Her movements became increasingly sluggish, and she sustained more and more injuries, a far cry from the ease she had when fighting against Forrest's mangled body.

“Oshi’s divine power has been suppressed by the Eye of Hela.” Dark Star turned to look at the wanderers on the ground. “This is your only chance.”

Dark Star's voice carried a strange excitement, almost impatiently asking:

So, what are your choices?

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The atmosphere within the radiation zone grew increasingly tense. Although Lu Keming's released mental energy temporarily withstood the attack of the combat robots, his mental energy was rapidly depleting as the Eye of Hela absorbed it.

The dragon blood, now free from the suppression of spiritual power, was boiling, constantly vying for control of his body.

Lu Keming's chest grew increasingly hot, as if an inextinguishable flame was burning within him, with several red cracks spreading outwards from his heart.

These bloodthirsty instincts from the dragon's blood are awakening, attempting to devour Lu Keming's consciousness and turn him into a vicious dragon.

Lu Keming's vision gradually blurred. He pinched his palm until it bled, using the pain to clear his mind.

He looked up at the combat robots and condensed dragon flames in his palm.

He imbued his mental energy with dragon flames, causing the flames to burn within the mental energy barrier, scorching the combat robot.

The high temperature triggered alarms in the combat robots' programs, causing them to become sluggish, their circuits to be damaged in the flames, and sparks to ignite within their steel shells.

Before Lu Keming could catch his breath, gunshots rang out behind him.

The cold bullet pierced Lu Keming's body with the sound of gunfire, and the excruciating pain interrupted his movements.

Lu Keming let out a muffled groan. He covered his wound and looked back, seeing the homeless people pointing their guns at him.

The trauma made the dragon blood within Lu Keming even more restless, surging and clashing within him, constantly searching for a breakthrough.

Lu Keming looked at the defecting crowd and let out a sarcastic laugh. There was no surprise in his eyes, as if he had expected it all along.

He had long known that humans could not be trusted.

Those who blocked the leader within the inner ring of the radiation zone were also attacked by the wanderers.

Shen Minghua looked at the homeless people and shouted angrily, "What are you doing?!"

"We need the flesh and blood of the gods." The wanderers stood in the rain of blood, greedily licking the divine blood dripping onto their bodies, their expressions gradually turning ferocious.

"You're all insane!" Fang Zi'ang roared, his face already streaked with tears. "She's saving you! Didn't you see?"

“We don’t need her salvation.” The divine blood fell into the eyes of the wanderers, turning their eyes crimson.

"As long as we can consume the flesh and blood of the gods, we will not become monsters, nor will we need to fear the Eye of Hela."

Upon hearing this, the White Dove team members standing at the back had a flicker in their eyes. They stood in the rain of blood, looking hesitantly at the homeless man.

At the same time, before Fang Ziang could continue arguing with the vagrants, a gunshot rang out beside him.

Fang Ziang and Shen Minghua looked toward the source of the gunshot and saw Ye Li raising a gun.

"Kill them." Ye Li raised her pistol and fired at the vagrants without hesitation. Soon, several vagrants were wounded and fell to the ground under her attack.

There was no longer any warmth in Ye Li's eyes, only cold indifference:

"No one should try to hurt her."

As soon as Ye Li finished speaking, Ron, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up: "Even if we hurt her, what can you do?"

“You’re already in dire straits.” Ron looked at the feathers growing on Ye Li’s arm, shot Ye Li in the wrist, and knocked the gun out of Ye Li’s hand.

"I exhausted my mental energy to help Yu Youyou, turning myself into a fish on a chopping board."

If Ye Li hadn't exhausted her mental energy, Ron would never have dared to attack her, an S-level mental energy user.

"Now, what can you use to stop us?"

Just as Ron was feeling smug, a powerful mental force snapped his wrist. The excruciating pain made Ron cry out, and he looked in horror towards the source of the mental force.

“Even if I exhaust my mental energy, I’m still stronger than you.” Shen Minghua controlled his mental energy, firmly binding Ron’s arms:

"A stinky rat from the sewer."

Perhaps it was because Shen Minghua was usually too amiable that his insults made Ron feel even more humiliated.

"What are you all standing there for? Come help me!" Ron roared, looking at the timid White Dove team members behind him.

"As long as we can consume Yu Youyou's flesh and blood and obtain Hela's Eye, we will possess unlimited spiritual power!"

"At that time, we will no longer need to fear mutations, nor will we need to be oppressed by them."

As Ron finished speaking, the students who had been hesitant finally switched sides.

The situation instantly descended into chaos. Former companions turned into enemies, attacking each other as if they wanted nothing more than to kill one another immediately.

Cold bullets pierced through flesh and blood, and one by one, students and wanderers fell to the ground in the melee, their blood mingling and pooling together to form streams on the ground.

Ron hid behind him, greedily opening his mouth to catch the blood falling from the sky.

In the chaos, flames converged from all sides, trapping everyone inside.

Shen Minghua looked at the familiar flames and subconsciously glanced at Lu Keming.

But when he saw Lu Keming's current appearance, his body suddenly froze.

Scales as hard as rock now cover Lu Keming's entire body, and his limbs have turned into the thick, sharp claws of a dragon. Only his face retains human features.