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

Biao Hu shouted at them, "Hurry up and increase the intensity of your attack! Use whatever attacks you have, or you'll end up in a situation no better than him!"

Upon hearing this, they exerted all their strength to break through Cang Xingyue's flame shield, fearing that they would be the next ones to fall.

But two fists can't fight four hands, especially when twenty superhumans are attacking her at the same time.

The fire shield is starting to crack and is about to break.

"You can still live if you stop now. Don't force me to kill you. My current mercy is only out of respect for the deceased old base chief."

The old base chief loved the residents and handed over the position to her on his deathbed, hoping that she would protect the residents of the base.

Out of respect for the former base chief, she was willing to give them a chance to choose life.

They hesitated and looked at each other, but did not withdraw the supernatural power they had released.

"Don't listen to her! She's about to collapse. She's just saying this to mislead you. If you let her go, she'll definitely make things worse for you!"

"If you stop now, I will consider you to have reformed and will no longer hold it against you. If you remain stubborn, you will only face death."

"Don't forget who gave you your superpowers!"

Biao Hu's words made them no longer hesitate and strengthened their resolve to eliminate Cang Xingyue.

Biao Hu stopped his attack, concealed himself, and quietly approached Cang Xingyue.

The moment the shield shattered, a thick, long ice spike pierced through Cang Xingyue's body.

Cang Xingyue looked at the ice spike that had sunk into her abdomen, stained with her blood.

Behind her, Biao Hu's triumphant laughter rang out.

"You didn't expect that, did you... uh..."

Biao Hu stared in disbelief at the knife that had pierced his body, the other end of which was inside the body of the person in front of him.

"You...you actually...you even hurt yourself..."

Cang Xingyue pulled out the Blood Cherry Blade, which had pierced through her own body and was embedded in Biao Hu's body.

Judging from the sound, Biao Hu was right behind him, very close, close enough to feel his breath on the back of his neck.

The ice spikes were trapped inside his body, making it difficult for him to turn around. Fortunately, the Blood Cherry Blade was long enough to pierce through both of them.

"Didn't expect that, did you?" she replied.

Compared to being torn apart by zombies, this cut was nothing. As long as she could kill the enemy who injured her, a little pain was nothing, since the wound would heal anyway.

The other nineteen superhumans were all shocked and terrified.

"She can actually be so ruthless to herself!"

"Then we're doomed if we mess with her!"

"What are you afraid of? She's seriously injured and must be very weak. Let's kill her now!"

Together they unleashed their supernatural powers and attacked Cang Xingyue.

Seeing this, the weakened Biao Hu, lying on the ground, shouted urgently, "Stop! I'm still here!"

However, the nineteen men ignored their warnings and continued their attack.

Just as Cang Xingyue was about to summon a wall of flames, an air wall appeared in front of her, blocking all the supernatural abilities.

A tall figure weaved through the nineteen superhumans, leaving a trail of blood, the cracking sound of bones breaking, and heads lying on the ground wherever he went.

In a short while, all twenty-two people, including the nineteen superhumans and the three she had just injured, perished.

Lu Siyan's hands were covered in blood, his silver ring was stained red, and blood dripped from his fingertips onto the ground.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded a terrifying murderous aura. The blood on his face made him look even more dangerous.

He walked step by step to Cang Xingyue's side, wiped the blood off his hands, and placed his large hand on her bleeding wound, a healing white light shining from his hand.

"Foolish woman, why did you hurt yourself again?"

Cang Xingyue stared blankly at Lu Siyan.

"You...why are you here?"

"Aren't you going to come and watch these scumbags bully you?"

He retorted defiantly, "How could I possibly be bullied? I could beat them even if you didn't come."

He chuckled softly, "I know you're not weak, but from now on I'll protect you. I'll handle these dirty tasks; all you need to do is be beautiful."

"I understand." Cang Xingyue turned her head away and stopped looking at him.

After Lu Siyan healed Cang Xingyue's injuries, his cold gaze fell on Biao Hu, who was preparing to escape.

Biao Hu shivered from the cold of that look. He felt that he was in deep trouble. He had just witnessed Lu Siyan's ruthless killing intent.

He looked cautiously at Cang Xingyue: "Base Commander, I was out of my mind! I did something disrespectful to you, please spare my life! Please, please plead with your friend for me, please don't kill me, I beg you..."

Cang Xingyue didn't even look at him: "If you can't help, then just wait to die. Since you've made this choice, you have to be willing to bear the consequences. The lives of these twenty-two people are all on your shoulders."

They willingly conspired with Biao Hu, but they didn't take the opportunity given to them, making one mistake after another. Even if Lu Siyan hadn't taken action, she wasn't prepared to let them go again.

Of course, all of this was instigated by Biao Hu.

Biao Hu was grabbed by the collar and lifted up by Lu Siyan like a little chick.

"Big brother... spare... spare... spare my life..." Biao Hu stammered, unable to speak coherently.

A sinister smile curled at the corner of Lu Siyan's lips.

"Ah!" Biao Hu screamed in agony.

"You dare to beg for mercy after you've hurt my people? Too bad—you don't deserve it."

These words were like a death sentence, and when they reached Biao Hu's ears, they filled him with fear.

Lu Siyan threw the severed arm on the ground.

"Ah!" Another scream rang out.

Another of Biao Hu's arms was ripped off, and his skin and flesh were torn off bit by bit, as if he were being tortured. He was barely breathing.

Lu Siyan threw Biao Hu to the ground like a rag doll, then stepped on his bleeding knife wound and crushed it forcefully.

Biao Hu was jolted awake by the pain, only to fall back into a state of blurred consciousness from the pain.

Cang Xingyue, watching from the side, couldn't help but sigh: "A morbid madman is not someone to be trifled with."

Unable to endure the repeated torment, Biao Hu died in agony, the fear on his face forever etched before his death.

"You ruthless bastard."

"Same old woman."

Lu Siyan lured several bird-like beasts, which carried away all the corpses.

Because Lu Siyan was covered in blood and needed to be cleaned, Cang Xingyue had no choice but to take him home to clean him.

But taking him back would mean he'd memorize the way to her place, wouldn't it? She didn't want her peace and quiet disturbed in the future.

"Can you just teleport to my house?"

"Stupid woman, I don't even know where you live."

"If you can find me, can't you find my house?"

"If you're not at the manor, you must have gone back to the base. There's no need to even think about it; why would we need to look for you?"

"Alright, alright." Besides her living quarters at the base, she also had a secret space.

She stepped forward, took Lu Siyan's hand, and led him into the space.

Lu Siyan froze instantly, staring blankly at their clasped hands, as if fireworks were exploding in his mind.

Cang Xingyue pulled him into the wooden house.

"That's the bathroom over there. Go and tidy up yourself."

After speaking, seeing no reaction from Lu Siyan, she turned to look at his face and followed his gaze to the hand she was holding. Startled, she quickly let go.

Cang Xingyue explained awkwardly, "Um... I'm sorry, I couldn't have brought you in without pulling you along. You're not familiar with the way here, and I was just worried you'd get lost. Don't overthink it."

Lu Siyan's lips curled into a playful smile as he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Okay~ I definitely won't overthink it." He deliberately emphasized the words "overthink it."

With a smile on his face, he strode towards the bathroom.

You damn woman, I'll deal with you after I've dealt with myself.