Miler, who has a system for giving up

This bizarre behavior is simply baffling.

Perhaps, in the instant he examined the wound, he caught a faint scent, or perhaps he noticed some strange clues.

These signs or hints are like the tail of the mastermind lurking behind the scenes; if one is not careful, the mastermind will escape.

However, for some reason, he dared not easily disturb the mastermind behind the scenes, for fear of alerting the enemy and plunging the entire human world into an abyss of destruction.

So he chose silence as the best policy, burying all his secrets deep in his heart.

My heart felt like it was being gnawed at by a million ants as I racked my brains trying to figure out the fleeing shadow and the mysterious mastermind. I always felt like there was a pair of eyes lurking in the shadows, like hungry wolves, staring at us menacingly, sending chills down my spine.

Time seemed to be under a spell, slowing down dramatically, each minute and second feeling like an eternity.

Just when we were getting almost crazy with waiting, Old Man Jiang finally arrived like a savior.

His face was so gloomy it seemed to drip water, and he told us that he had learned from ancient books that this evil force was intricately linked to an ancient cult. They were attempting to use this force to open the door to another world, thereby triggering a horrific catastrophe on earth.

At this moment, they have already launched their attack like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, and the crisis we face is more dangerous than we imagined.

Old Man Jiang made a decisive decision, instructing us to work together as an invincible iron army to storm the cult's lair and completely shatter their conspiracy.

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded firmly like steel warriors, clenching their fists tightly as if to gather all their strength into that single grip.

An ultimate showdown with an ancient cult is about to begin. We have no intention of backing down. As indestructible as the Great Wall of Steel, we are on high alert and ready to face this life-or-death battle.

However, just as we were about to embark on our journey, a sudden situation struck like a bolt from the blue.

My phone started vibrating wildly, like a swarm of bees disturbed, and a mysterious, unfamiliar number was flashing on the screen.

With a heart full of trepidation, as if holding a bomb about to explode, I nervously answered the phone.

A chilling voice came from the other end of the phone, as if from the underworld, sending shivers down one's spine: "You bunch of fools, do you really think you can stop us? You're dreaming!"

Before I could even react, the phone call abruptly ended, like a kite with its string cut.

Everyone's faces instantly turned ashen, their expressions heavy as if they could crush a mountain.

Clearly, the cult has figured out our plan.

Old Man Jiang made a decisive move, like a battle-hardened general, resolutely changing his original route and deciding to first explore the new developments of the cult.

Like ghosts, we crept stealthily through the city's dark corners, each step feeling like walking on a treacherous path strewn with thorns, fraught with unknown dangers.

When we finally approached a secret stronghold of the cult after going through countless hardships, we were shocked to find that it had been laid with a series of traps.

But we were fearless, like a well-trained elite army, and swiftly dealt with the various dangers that followed.

A thrilling battle is about to unfold in this mysterious land. Whether we can successfully thwart the cult's conspiracy remains an enigma.

In an instant, the surrounding darkness surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, and a group of cultists dressed in black robes emerged. They held sharp blades, their eyes were crazed, and they chanted incantations, just like a group of demons from the deepest hell.

The battle erupted instantly, with swords flashing in the darkness like shooting stars streaking across the night sky. The shouts of battle were deafening, seemingly tearing the silence of the night to shreds.

I brandished my weapon like a tiger descending a mountain, engaging in a life-or-death struggle with the enemy. Each attack was like a whirlwind, pouring out all my strength.

Old Jiang calmly and collectedly directed the operation from the sidelines. His wisdom and experience were like a beacon, illuminating our path forward in the darkness and helping us find the enemy's weaknesses.

However, the enemy kept coming in like a tidal wave, and we gradually felt overwhelmed.

At this critical moment, a mysterious figure, like a bolt of lightning piercing the night sky, rushed into the enemy ranks with lightning speed.

His movements were as nimble as a ghost, and wherever he went, enemies fell like harvested wheat.

We seized the opportunity to regroup and fight alongside the mysterious figure, like a group of fearless warriors.

After a thrilling and fierce battle, we finally defeated the enemy.

The mysterious man slowly removed his hood, revealing the face of the shadowy figure who had previously fled.

His gaze was as fiery as a torch, fixed firmly on us, and he said, “I was forced into the cult, but I cannot bear to see them cause disaster. I am willing to join hands with you to stop their conspiracy.”

We exchanged a glance and nodded in unison, and a brand new alliance was born. We will continue to move forward without hesitation and strive toward the goal of completely destroying the cult.

The addition of the shadowy figure was like a shot in the arm, giving us wings and making us feel like a dragon entering the sea.

Based on the information he provided, we learned that the cult was about to complete its dramatic final ritual in an abandoned factory.

Time was of the essence, so we rushed there like the wind.

When we arrived, the ceremony had already begun, and the surroundings were filled with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, as if it were a summons from hell, which sent chills down our spines.

Upon seeing us, the believers swarmed around us like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey. This time, their attack was even more ferocious, like a storm sweeping across the land.

During the battle, the shadowy figure was suddenly ambushed by a cultist and was on the verge of suffering a serious injury.

I rushed forward like an arrow released from a bow, and without hesitation, I shielded him from the fatal blow.

Blood instantly stained my sleeves like a flood, but I felt no pain and continued to fight alongside everyone.

Just as the ceremony was about to be completed, Old Man Jiang, like a beacon of light, found the key moment in the darkness. With a booming voice, he unleashed a powerful spell that could destroy the world. The force was like a tidal wave, shattering the evil ceremony into pieces.

Upon seeing this, the cult leader flew into a rage and unleashed an even more powerful evil force, as overwhelming as Mount Tai crushing an egg.

We did not back down, gritted our teeth, and were as indestructible as steel, fighting to the death with all our might.

With everyone working together and united in purpose, the leader was finally defeated, and the cult's conspiracy was completely shattered like a mirage.

The city has returned to its former tranquility and peace, and we have become heroes in people's hearts, shining like brilliant stars.

However, just as we were basking in the joy of victory, a sinister aura, heavier than mountains and deeper than the sea, spread like wildfire, unnoticed and unnoticed.

A mysterious figure emerged slowly from the depths of hell, like a demon descending to earth. He was surrounded by a chilling dark power, and his eyes, like bottomless black holes, revealed madness and ambition, as if he wanted to devour the entire world.

It turned out that the cult leader was nothing more than an insignificant clown; the real mastermind had just stepped onto this bloody stage. The mastermind smirked, like a cold-blooded viper flicking its crimson tongue. With a wave of its hands, countless dark figures surged in from all directions like a raging tide, completely surrounding us.

We had just gone through a thrilling battle and our strength had not yet recovered. We were like candles flickering in the wind. Facing this sudden and powerful enemy, which came like a storm, everyone's hearts were filled with shock and trepidation.

But we were fearless, as firm as steel, and we gripped our weapons again, ready to face a new round of life-or-death struggle.

Old Man Jiang's expression was solemn, and his voice was as deep as thunder. He slowly said, "This power is like the vast starry sky, unfathomable. Everyone must be as if standing on the edge of an abyss, as if walking on thin ice."

The battle horn sounded once again, and we engaged in an earth-shattering battle with the shadows, while also remaining fully alert to the big boss's every move.

Whether we can create another miracle in this arduous battle and crush this deeply hidden evil conspiracy remains a mystery.

The big boss seemed to be riding a ferocious beast, and the black shadow was like a surging tide, sweeping towards me wave after wave.

Although I tried my best to defend myself, it was like throwing an egg against a rock. I gradually felt exhausted, and each swing of my sword seemed to drain all my strength.

Suddenly, the big boss appeared silently behind Old Man Jiang, like a ghost, and launched a fierce attack like a storm. I was startled and rushed forward like an arrow to try to stop him.

Just when life hung by a thread, the dark figure seemed to descend from the sky, unleashing a dazzling light that struck the big boss like lightning, causing him to shudder violently.

The shadowy figure shouted, "This is the weakness I inadvertently discovered when I was in the cult! Everyone, seize this opportunity!"

Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if they had been given a shot of adrenaline, and they were all invigorated. They gathered their strength and launched a fierce attack on the big boss's weak point like a barrage of arrows.

The big boss was furious, his dark power surging like a volcanic eruption, but we were not afraid.

Under the united attack of everyone, the big boss's defenses were as flimsy as a paper lantern, full of flaws.

Finally, like an old monk in meditation, Old Man Jiang gathered all his strength and unleashed a powerful spell that shook the heavens and earth, striking the big boss's vitals like Mount Tai crushing an egg.

The big boss let out a bloodcurdling scream, then vanished without a trace in a wisp of black smoke, like a clay chicken or a clay dog.

The evil aura receded slowly like the tide, and the city finally returned to its former tranquility.

We looked at each other and smiled. This long and arduous battle against evil had finally come to an end, drawing a perfect conclusion.

The dark figure, however, was like a candle flickering in the wind, teetering on the brink of collapse, as if it would be blown over by the gale at any moment.

After a thrilling and intense battle, he was ultimately unable to withstand the impact of that powerful force. His body was severely injured, and he fell helplessly to the ground like a withered leaf ravaged by a storm.

Seeing his battered and bruised appearance, barely breathing, we were extremely anxious and rushed him to the hospital of the Immortal Cultivator Administration for treatment.

However, as the doctors began to provide him with emergency treatment, we suddenly realized a serious problem—we knew nothing about his identity!

In order to ensure he receives timely and effective treatment, we must find his family as soon as possible.

However, he had no items on him that could prove his identity, not even common items like a wallet, cell phone, or keys.

This undoubtedly brought us enormous difficulties in our job search.

Left with no other option, we had to turn to the police for help.

With the full assistance of the police, and after a difficult investigation and search, we finally uncovered the true identity of this mysterious figure—Bai Shijie.

He was like a lonely shooting star, streaking across the dark night sky, brief and dazzling, yet evoking pity.

It is understood that Bai Shijie has a very pitiful background. He lost his biological parents at a young age and was adopted by others.

And the person who adopted him turned out to be the mysterious and unpredictable big boss we met before!

This astonishing discovery, like a mysterious key, instantly unlocked the door to our curiosity about his identity.

After all, how could someone who is only focused on completing a certain ritual possibly have the same compassion as Guanyin Bodhisattva and adopt a child?

There must be some unknown purpose hidden within this.

Perhaps Bai Shijie possesses something that the big boss covets, like the brightest gem in the night sky, radiating an alluring light.

However, Bai Shijie, who was seriously injured, seemed to be completely unaware of all of this.

He lay on the bed, his face as pale as paper, his eyes closed, as if he had lost consciousness.

The big boss had vanished without a trace, like a wisp of black smoke, as if he had never existed in this world.

Just as we were feeling sorry and regretful about Bai Shijie's background, Old Man Jiang's expression suddenly turned serious. His brows furrowed tightly, as if he had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

"Not good!" Old Man Jiang suddenly shouted, "Although the big boss has been eliminated, some of the hidden tricks he laid out before may still be effective!"