Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland: The Female Protagonist Has Become a God

"Okay." Lu Siyan took a step back to give her a safe distance, as if to let her do as she pleased.

Cang Xingyue was surprised that he agreed so readily. She hurriedly stood up and looked at him with a questioning gaze, asking, "Really?"

The man in front of him nodded.

"No regrets."

Cang Xingyue left those words and ran to open the door. She naively believed that the restrictions above had been lifted and the door would open for her.

Lu Siyan watched with interest as the woman hurriedly pushed open the door. She looked like a rabbit released from a hunter's trap, eager to escape.

He teleported to the sofa and sat down, calmly picking up the wine glass from the coffee table, which contained the red wine he hadn't finished drinking. He crossed his legs, one hand resting on the armrest, exuding elegance and nobility.

He was so bored and lonely all by himself in this huge manor, but today an interesting fellow seemed to have arrived.

Cang Xingyue tried several times but couldn't open the door. She instantly felt like she'd been tricked, turned around and glared at the man sipping red wine on the sofa: "Are you kidding me?"

"I promised to let you go, but you couldn't get out on your own, so it's not my fault."

"You've sealed off all the doors and windows, how am I supposed to get out?" Does she expect her to burrow underground like Tu Xingsun?

"This is my territory, I can do whatever I want here."

Cang Xingyue choked with anger, drew her Blood Cherry Blade, and said, "Fine, since that's how it is, I won't hold back anymore." With that, she slashed at the door with her blade.

With a thud, one side of the double door was severed, and the door panel crashed heavily to the ground.

"Sorry for breaking your door," she said to Lu Siyan indifferently, then turned and left without looking back into the cold wind and rain.

Lu Siyan watched her leave until her figure disappeared from sight.

He suddenly laughed, showing no anger at the fact that the door had been damaged.

"Interesting." He put down his wine glass and went to the door.

"A dull life always needs some spice, don't you think?"

He stared in the direction Cang Xingyue had left, muttering to himself.

He casually waved his hand, and a golden light fell on the door, instantly restoring the damaged door to its original state.

……

Cang Xingyue carefully walked forward, using the Blood Cherry Blade as a support.

The rain was so heavy that she could barely open her eyes. She could only squint and vaguely make out her direction as she walked on the slippery road. She had already fallen at least three times along the way, and the mud that had just gotten on her body was quickly washed away by the rain.

Suddenly, a splashing sound came from not far away, standing out abruptly amidst the rushing rain.

Alarm bells rang in Cang Xingyue's mind instantly, and she looked toward the source of the sound.

She went to the riverbank just now and saw that the water level had risen very high due to the heavy rain, making it dangerous and impossible to cross as easily as before.

Now, in this desolate wilderness, besides her, there is only the strange man from before and the monster that keeps chasing her.

Could it be that the monster has caught up with us?

As if to confirm her guess, the monster's figure gradually appeared, and its voice soon reached her ears.

"I've found you..."

The monster with a human head and a snake's body swam nimbly in the river like a loach, and in an instant, it reached the shore.

Cang Xingyue nervously swallowed.

This monster is so hard to kill; it can even regenerate after being cut in half.

What can she do now? She has lost the protection of the safe house, can no longer outrun it, and has no ability to fight it.

A profound sense of powerlessness enveloped her at that moment. Under the torrential rain, on this vast land with nowhere to hide, and in front of the enormous monster, she appeared incredibly small.

Faced with cruel fate, all her strength and efforts were utterly ineffective.

She felt utterly helpless.

What should she do? It seems she can't escape.

The monster was less than ten meters away from her.

Cang Xingyue brushed away a few stray hairs stuck to her forehead and gripped the Blood Cherry Blade tightly, which was her only sense of security at that moment.

She is terrified because the chances of winning against the monster are slim.

But at this moment, there was no other choice.

If... if she really can't escape, then ending her life with the Blood Cherry Blade is much better than being torn apart by a monster and dying in agony.

She dared not hope that someone would come to save her, because no one would come to save her; from beginning to end, she could only rely on herself.

The monster was upon her in the blink of an eye; she didn't even have a chance to swing her sword before being swatted away by its tail.

She fell heavily to the ground and slid a distance across the grass.

The monster didn't give her a chance to get up, and swung its tail down at her again.

She quickly rolled over to avoid it.

ten minutes later……

"boom!"

Cang Xingyue was once again flung away by the monster's tail. Her body slammed heavily against a thick tree and then fell straight into the mud, splashing mud into the puddle and creating ripples.

The sweet, metallic taste of blood surged into her throat and choked her mouth. Blood trickled down her chin, only to be washed away by the heavy rain before it could even settle.

If it weren't for the large patches of red mixed in with the rainwater on the nearby ground, no one would have been able to tell that she was injured.

Cang Xingyue moved her fingers with difficulty, but even this slight movement aggravated the pain throughout her body. She had lost count of how many bones she had broken and how many times she had been slammed against trees like a punching bag by the monster.

As if venting its anger, the monster didn't rush to eat her, but instead tortured her again and again.

She felt as if her internal organs had been ripped open, and even breathing was painful.

She thought she was about to die.

She felt a deep sadness, mocking herself for being weak and pathetic, unable to resist this cruel fate.

The rainwater stung her eyes, and she blinked hard, barely able to make out the monster crawling toward her.

The monster seemed to have vented its anger enough. It licked its lips, its hunger from the long journey making it only want a hearty meal.

Cang Xingyue looked at that terrifying face and felt extremely disgusted.

To die in the mouth of such a monster is to lose even the dignity of having a complete corpse.

She was so unwilling to accept it...

She summoned the Blood Cherry Blade that had fallen to the side back into her hand and gripped it tightly.

She must not let the one who harmed her go unscathed. No matter how weak she is in front of it, she must do everything in her power to hurt it even more!

The monster looked at her with disdain as she gripped the knife again: "Weak... person..." It didn't even bother to defend itself.

Look, even an ugly monster that doesn't even have a human form can laugh at her at will.

“You are indeed… stronger than me… but… the chances of me killing you… are definitely not zero…” she said with difficulty.

She thought she saw the monster laugh, a blatant, mocking laugh.

The monster's patience had run out, and it impatiently opened its blood-red maw, ready to swallow Cang Xingyue whole.

It's now!

A streak of cold silver light flashed through the air, and blood splattered as the monster's jaw was severed.

The monster let out a painful roar from its throat; without its jaw, its mouth could no longer close.

The Blood Cherry Blade slipped from Cang Xingyue's hand, and her arm hung limply at her sides. She had used all her strength to do this, which aggravated her injuries.

She vomited blood and her consciousness blurred. Her ears rang, and she could no longer hear the rain or thunder. She could not feel the raindrops falling on her body. Only coldness and pain enveloped her.

Before she closed her eyes, she finally uttered her long-held wish: "I wish I could... could become strong, so that... no one could... could hurt me anymore..."

Her voice was very soft, so soft that it was easily drowned out by the sound of the rain, so soft that it was blown away by the wind as soon as she spoke...