Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

His body could no longer touch the humans of this world; his energy was about to run out, and he was about to leave this world.

What about He Lan?

Yu Zhuo initially came here on a mission. But given the current situation, how could he just stand by and watch He Lan die?

He Lan seemed to sense Yu Zhuo's presence. Half of the dragon horn on his head was broken off, and blood flowed down the horn, covering his forehead and cheeks.

He Lan wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his lips, blood in his mouth became uncontrollable and flowed down his chin in large gushes.

He could only shut his mouth again, and finally shook his head almost imperceptibly in the direction of Yu Zhuo.

Don't come any closer.

go.

Yu Zhuo's eyes were dry: "What are you talking about..."

He shoved his way through the crowded people in front of him and shouted, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! What are you doing! Let him go! Do you hear me? Let him go!"

Those people automatically blocked Yu Zhuo's voice, as if there was an invisible protective shield. Yu Zhuo pushed upwards several times, but suddenly several tiny electric currents drilled into his body, and the force bounced him to the side.

“You…” Yu Zhuo looked at the withered and disappearing weeds on the ground, raised his head, and kicked away the stone in front of him in a fit of anger.

As before, that barrier isolated him, preventing him from touching a single blade of grass, a single tree, or even a single pebble in the world.

"Slay the dragon! Slay the dragon! Give us back our peace..."

The shouts from below irritated people's eardrums and assaulted their nerves.

He Lan's pupils moved, and his eyes, which had always been bright despite his blindness, seemed to be veiled by a thin mist, empty and mechanically turning, as if searching for something.

Yu Zhuo could see clearly from a distance; the moment He Lan's lips moved slightly, he knew who he was looking for.

Where's the silver ball?

What happened to the system that stayed by He Lan's side and said it would never leave?

Yu Zhuo's breathing grew heavier. He looked at the collapsed castle, then suddenly turned and ran towards it.

The silver sphere wouldn't stray too far from He Lan; Yu Zhuo could sense its energy fluctuations in the surrounding area. Clearly, it possessed great power; his aura permeated the region.

It was densely packed, thick and clear, yet its exact location was impossible to pinpoint.

Is it inside the collapsed ruins, or above the bottomless sky?

These people shouldn't have the power to destroy the system. Even if the silver sphere is weak, it's still a system with its own defense mechanisms, so it shouldn't be harmed by small creatures within the world.

So where exactly is he?

Yu Zhuo was not allowed to touch anything in this world. His energy was being depleted, and his body was slowly becoming transparent.

Those cold, warning voices were forcibly compelling him to leave.

Yu Zhuo stood in this space, looking around at the blood-weeping dragon god statue, the chaotic and crowded people, and the rapidly withering and dying flowers and plants...

The sky cracked open, and countless tiny particles from outer space fell from above, hitting Yu Zhuo without him noticing, yet embedding themselves deeply into the crack in the ground.

"The sky has cracked..."

The ground shook violently, and the ground beneath Yu Zhuo's feet cracked and soon swallowed and chewed up the broken and fallen trees above.

"That evil dragon is casting a curse on us again! Stop him!"

"Kill him as a sacrifice to the heavens! This is all his sorcery. As long as we kill him, the world will return to peace!"

"Don't let him go... Quick! Light the fire! Burn him to death!"

A sharp commotion erupted from the crowd below. Several people had already been crushed into the gaps created by the earthquake, and the ground closed up, instantly breaking them off, leaving only a few severed fingers.

The others turned pale at the sight. They picked up oil drums and poured the gasoline inside onto He Lan, one drum after another.

"It's okay...it's okay...killing him will end it all...the nightmares will all end..."

He Lan struggled to breathe, the pungent smell of gasoline lingering around him, unpleasant and nauseating. Black gasoline clung to his face, his hair plastered with it, and he vomited blood several times. Suddenly, he went berserk, tearing at the chains binding him.

"Madmen! You're all madmen! This nightmare will never end, never! You're courting death..."

The iron nails driven into his limbs showed signs of loosening and breaking. The guards' expressions changed drastically, and they immediately accelerated the process of slaying the dragon as a sacrifice.

"Quick, get the lighter! Light it now, don't wait!"

The moment the flame lit up, Yu Zhuo's pupils trembled. He suddenly unleashed a burst of energy in the direction of He Lan, crushing the lighter into pieces.

At the same time, a thunderclap rang out in the sky, striking directly in the direction where Yu Zhuo was.

Yu Zhuo's expression changed slightly. He quickly squeezed into a gap in the crowd and crouched down, covering his head. The thunderclap stopped just before it hit the crowd, and after a few crackling sounds, it suddenly disappeared into thin air.

Yu Zhuo coldly looked up at the sky and quietly withdrew all his energy.

He is not from this world. His excessive interference in the world's development process will trigger a rapid response and attack from the three-dimensional triangle responsible for monitoring.

Yu Zhuo could sense a familiar aura from that thunderclap, very similar to the main system from many years ago; they all originated from the main system itself.

Yu Zhuo looked up at the Dragon God statue. He Lan was hanging on the statue, his blood mixed with gasoline dripping all over the ground. His face was pale and withered, like a dead corpse.

【He Lan!!!】

A mechanical sound exploded in the cracked sky. Yu Zhuo covered his ears and saw that the crowd around him suddenly seemed to be frightened and all turned around and fled in panic.

High-intensity, dense electric currents crashed down from the sky, turning everything in their path into scorched earth.

Yu Zhuo could tell from the momentum that the current intensity was extremely high, so he quickly activated his defensive shield to avoid being accidentally injured by the electric current attack from the silver ball.

However, the electric currents did not harm them at all. Another barrier appeared above the crowd, which absorbed all the currents and stopped the silver ball's attack.

Overestimating one's abilities.

The main system's voice calmly sounded.

Yu Zhuo was taken aback. He looked up and saw that the high-speed flying silver ball seemed to have been grabbed by the tail. It was crashing and thrashing around in the air, and a few seconds later it was violently thrown into the mud pit.

The protective shield surrounding the system shattered into pieces. The silver sphere struggled to take flight again, sewage flowing into the broken mechanical surfaces, and within seconds, all the few remaining mechanical devices on its body emitted warning red lights.

"...Su Hui?" He Lan sensed its movement. His eyes were red, and he desperately tore at the chains binding him. "Su Hui! What's wrong...what's wrong...what's wrong with you?! Don't stay here, leave..."

The silver ball shook off the fine particles on its body and flew weakly into the air. Its directional control device malfunctioned, and it flew in a winding path for a while before finally arriving at He Lan's side.

"I'm fine."