It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

The fat man gave a self-deprecating laugh. Yeah, having been pushed to this point, who wouldn't shift the blame onto others? But the fat man knew full well that he had indeed done something evil. Regardless of his reasons, he had ultimately harmed someone.

At this moment, he has been forced to this last step. The last thing he thought of was his relatives.

"Please, spare my life. I have a young daughter who knows almost nothing about this, and I have to support her..."

"Didn't you think about the current situation before you did all this? Your daughter? How many families have you torn apart and left beyond repair? And now you want to use your own family to plead for mercy?!"

Bai Lin's angry voice interrupted the fat man's speech. The fat man's face froze. Why hadn't he thought that there might be a day when he would be sanctioned? But when he really faced this moment, regret could no longer save him.

Feeling an inexplicable stiffness in his body, the fat man could only mechanically lower his hands. His vision blurred as he looked at the messy desk in front of him and the blood-soaked floor. He was already discouraged, having already accepted this outcome under force majeure.

The boss had clearly said that he had hired a large number of elite personnel, and that a mere adventurer could not possibly threaten them. The boss had clearly said that this tower, constructed entirely of reinforced materials, was extremely complex, and that they could easily use the tower's geographical advantages to defeat the adventurer...

But now, all he faced was failure. No matter how many difficulties he faced, no matter how many masters and troops he encountered, this mere adventurer had never stopped her on her journey. Like a monster, she had shattered all their plans and arrived here.

Perhaps this is the punishment that people who commit crimes deserve.

The fat man didn't make any more moves. Even when Bai Lin slowly walked in front of him, he didn't raise his head to look at her. He just remained silent, silent, until...

"father!"

As the girl's clear voice rang out, the fat man raised his head, but was still faced with Bai Lin's merciless iron fist. He fell unconscious to the ground in the distance, and Bai Lin turned around and looked at the very surprising figure at the door.

“…Lia?”

Our arrogant Miss Leah appeared on this battlefield, filled with smoke and gunpowder, which was completely unsuitable for her. She also stared at Bai Lin with disbelief. Although it was the first time she saw Bai Lin dressed like this, she recognized him at a glance.

However, she did not keep her eyes on Bai Lin for too long, but ran past Bai Lin and helped her father who was hit into the wall. She was very excited and called out to her father. After realizing that it was difficult for him to wake up, she glared at Bai Lin angrily.

"Why, why are you doing this! Dad has done a lot of bad things, and I just found out about it today. But... there's no need to be so cruel to him! The officials from Camitlan will definitely come to punish him, so what are you doing?"

Ultimately, faced with the devastating fact of her father's death, the selfish desire for family affection ultimately overcame Leah's slight sense of guilt. At this moment, she simply followed the situation and acknowledged her father's guilt, while more than anything, she harshly criticized Bai Lin.

Bai Lin was silent for a while, and soon she realized what was happening, and then she said,

"Is it cruel? I didn't take his life, which is already very good. Do you know that without my actions today, when would the authorities have been able to punish them?"

She still held the mentality of persuading others if possible. So in the end, Bai Lin's words were not too harsh. But Liya didn't seem to appreciate it at all.

"How is he not ruthless? I've also taken down many organizations that sell Le Tianxiang recently, and I think I've saved a lot of people. For my sake, please don't attack him again, okay?"

Liya was well aware of the gap in strength between herself and Bai Lin. The information she had just learned in this short day was too shocking. Even she herself did not believe that her words were correct. She was simply begging for mercy in front of Bai Lin out of family affection.

Bai Lin, however, shook his head without any mercy.

"I can't deny that you saved someone, but that's a completely different matter. Your good deeds aren't enough to absolve your father of his guilt. Doing the right thing from the bottom of your heart, rather than using good deeds as a convenient tool to absolve yourself of guilt, is the true act of kindness."

Fei'er's fundamental purpose for atonement was to make the world a better place, to prevent others from experiencing the same thing she did, rather than simply to excuse her own sins. This was not what Klia meant.

There was a gleam in Leah's eyes. She looked at her father who had fallen to the ground. Tears welled up in her eyes and she shouted at Bai Lin angrily,

"What kind of good deeds are they?! My dad wouldn't do anything like this if no one wanted to buy it. Isn't that a problem on both sides?"

Chapter 403 Twisted Love

"If he doesn't do it, someone else will! Besides, who would indulge in the pleasure of this kind of thing? Can the value of their lives be compared to our better lives?"

Bai Lin's eyes were filled with shock as she listened to Leah's outrageous remarks. She seemed to see the evil young lady again, the Leah who had discussed Katie's identity in the cafeteria.

Yes, how could a young lady who grew up in such an environment have a particularly reasonable value system? Bai Lin, who had been fighting all day, felt a little tired in vain, but she still refuted sternly,

"Value? Life isn't measured that way. Are you trying to be a good adventurer, but only acting for your own benefit?"

Leah was stunned. She seemed to be suppressing something, but Bai Lin's words made it difficult for her to form a reasonable response. In this oppressive and distorted space, on this day filled with a lot of ominous information, Leah gasped, her fingertips rubbing against the floor, making a teeth-grinding sound.

"…happiness…"

Leah was whispering something. Bai Lin was naturally very confused and asked,

"What did you say?"

The former finally made the wrong decision. She raised her head and expressed her extremely distorted feelings to the wrong person in an extremely inappropriate situation.

"I like you, Bai Lin. You're sunny and honest, and you don't live like someone who would exist in reality. You're also strong and handsome, and I want your gentle care. Learning to become an adventurer is just a way to get closer to your heart."

Compared to a rejected confession, the deathly silence that followed was far more frightening. This time, Bai Lin showed an expression of extreme boredom.

I originally thought that Leah had some kindness after all. But at this point, Bai Lin gave up trying to persuade her. She was not a saint, and she was not in the mood to do so. Turning around, Bai Lin slowly uttered a sentence.

"Give it up. It's good for everyone."

Leah, who had originally thought that what she said was good, and even had a little expectation in her eyes, suddenly felt as if the fire was extinguished, and felt infinite coldness. Looking at Bai Lin's figure walking away step by step, she once again grasped her hands and shouted at Bai Lin,

"Give me back my sword! You've ruined my family and my life! How can a scum like you be called the Son of Savior? You're such a shameless person..."

A burst of explosions interrupted Leah's speech. The heat wave caused by the magic sword piercing the ground swept through the room. Leah had to use her magic power to form a protective wall to protect herself and her father. And behind the heat wave, she caught a glimpse of Bai Lin's resolute eyes and her silent lip movements.

"I'll give it back to you," Bai Lin said. Those three short words, that simple action, but that cold look left a deep impression on Leah. After Bai Lin left, she felt as if she had lost herself, clutching her head in a trance, a whirlwind of emotions.

Chaotic echoes impacted her brain. She frantically scratched the ground, and finally, she laughed uncontrollably, shaking.

Twisted love will ultimately lead to tragedy.

Her actions in this dim light seemed to be just a cover-up. Or perhaps, she was truly mad.

-

Continuing to walk in this gloomy tower, although his body was covered with scars, the pain made Bai Lin feel unprecedented calmness.

The intense battle lasted from morning to afternoon. The hasty food replenishment and the energy he had managed to conserve were almost gone. Yet, Bai Lin maintained a high fighting spirit as he walked through this tower fraught with danger.

Nothing could stop her, she thought. If she couldn't even stop the enemy, she couldn't afford to fall simply because of her own physical condition.

Perhaps due to the excessive adrenaline, she didn't even notice any discomfort. She was tired, but it was more of a mental exhaustion. Physically, these wounds didn't seem to hurt as much as the blow from Xifa's sword.

Simply, he walked towards the crowd of ordinary people who were cowering, weapons in hand, but could only retreat. After knocking them down one by one, Bai Lin walked to the final door with an expressionless face.

After clearing out the small monsters and elite monsters at the door of the boss's room, I rushed to the door of the big devil's room at the end of the level in one breath. I'm afraid I felt a rather strange feeling.

For some reason, she calmly placed her hand on the iron door. The cold metal felt like a thrill to every cell in her body, and she felt an immense agitation at the touch.

This is the last breath, but it is not only for Bai Lin herself, but more importantly, perhaps for her opponent.

As soon as the iron door was pushed open, a burst of flames and explosions erupted. A blazing red light shone throughout the tower. In a flash, the entire iron door was shattered, filling the air with a vast sea of ​​fire.

Seeing that Bai Lin wasn't standing still in the sea of ​​fire, the suit-clad India boss seemed relieved. In his hand, he held a naginata-like weapon, emitting a faint, dangerous red mist. Perhaps that was what had caused the sea of ​​fire.

Beside him, besides India's officers, there seemed to be a few people from Sakura. One of them seemed very proud and said to India,

"Mr. India, this weapon made by our Great Sakura is pretty good, right?"

India was probably quite satisfied. He nodded in agreement and replied to the man from Sakura,

"Yeah, that's right. After being battling so many magicians and mercenaries, that adventurer must be very weak. It's really impressive that we were able to take her down with just one strike."

The atmosphere in the office, which had been filled with tension, suddenly relaxed. One after another, these sinister figures in power smiled and began to flatter and curry favor.

"I heard that the more desperate a person is, the more willing they are to believe in miracles. I used to think it was just a rumor, but today I see it's true."

After hearing Bai Lin's cold female voice, everyone's faces fell again. Their eyes were focused on the gate covered in flames.

Chapter 404: Faith as Motivation

The brave warrior, wrapped in a mass of gray-black matter, quietly stepped out of the sea of ​​fire. Like a shattered mirror, the black matter peeled away from her body bit by bit, scattering on the ground.

Bai Lin, emerging from the sea of ​​fire, looked more like a lonely Shura. Her eyes were filled with aimless indifference. Her steps were calm and composed, and the battle scars on her body only made her look more terrifying.

Seeing this, India hurriedly shook the naginata in his hand. He looked extremely panicked and embarrassed, but he had to admit that the destructive power of this weapon was indeed powerful.

But when the red light emanated again, Bai Lin simply raised her shield to block it, and the red, high-temperature light ball exploded behind her, leaving behind a large number of scorch marks. More of Bai Lin's ash shells also fell off.

While this naginata was indeed powerful, it was more like a scroll imbued with fixed spells than a staff. In other words, the magic power emanating from it was amorphous. As long as one possessed the necessary physical fitness to absorb this destructive power, any magician could harness it for other attacks.

It would be difficult for an ordinary magician to do this. However, due to Fei'er's special nature, she could even interfere with the spells cast by others, let alone this one. It was simply walking into trouble.

Fei'er's special magic protected Bai Lin, creating this extremely shocking scene before his eyes. The India boss turned his head repeatedly to look at the Sakura man next to him, and after shouting something a few times, he looked at Bai Lin who was approaching step by step, and shouted at the top of his lungs,

"You—why don't you fall down? Are you a monster? I suspect you have something to do with an alien race. Stop right now, or we'll report you to the Crown!"

This accusation seemed to have some basis. From India's expression and tone, it felt like a child crying helplessly. At least, that's what Bai Lin thought. She continued to walk slowly and slowly replied,

"Why didn't I fall? That's a really good question... I've always scoffed at those story protagonists who can overcome anything as long as they have faith and bonds. I think that's illogical and makes the story seem very templated."

"But today, no matter how desperate the situation, I will do my best, thinking with my best mind, to dismantle the conspiracy you have arranged. It is difficult for humans to concentrate on anything for more than 30 minutes, but today, I have clearly exceeded this limit."

Meticulous and calculating, using every ounce of her own mental and physical strength, along with Fei'er's magical power, to defeat each opponent, this was Bai Lin today. Around a dozen magicians, and perhaps a thousand members of the Indian organization, were defeated one by one by the two of them.

This is not because Bai Lin's strength crushes them. There are even many people like Wu Lang who have stronger hard power than Bai Lin.

"Yes... There are so many people stronger than me, but I fought my way through to where I am now, right here in front of you. Today, I realized for the first time how important faith and bonds are. They can sustain a person, allowing them to mobilize every inch of their body that can be used as a weapon at such a high intensity, to fight for such a long time."

At this point, Bai Lin's helmet vibrated, seemingly emitting smoke, and fell to the ground. It had not only withstood external attacks, but also withstood the dragon spear flames that Bai Lin could not control. Her armor was tattered and shredded, emitting a mournful cry.

But, she herself didn't.

"Belief" naturally refers to the determination to completely destroy India and eliminate Le Tianxiang. Whether it's a moral obligation or Bai Lin's selfish desires, this goal can combine both.

"Bonds" might be a misnomer. A more accurate description would be "hatred" and "anger." It's well known that hatred can motivate people to move forward, but it can also easily lead to emotional instability and poor decision-making.

"Faith" may lack some motivation, and "hatred" may lack some calmness. But the chemical reaction produced when the two collide with each other is another story.

Bai Lin was filled with utter fury towards the Indian organization. At the same time, she knew that no one else would stand up for her. If she failed today, she would likely be left helpless and under pressure from public opinion, making it difficult for her to act again, or even leading to a worse outcome.

The pressure of this belief compelled her to maintain her peak performance, rushing all the way here. Had she failed to do so, she would likely have no chance again. And the outcome of this game, clearly, was her victory. She had successfully broken through layers of obstacles and arrived before India.

I came in front of this "rapist" who was wearing a suit and looked like a decent man.

There was a little bit of cold sweat on India's forehead, but looking at Bai Lin's dazed eyes, he felt as if he had caught a small opportunity. He smiled and said,

"What bond? You don't mean the purple-haired girl, do you? She came here voluntarily to buy the Rakuten incense. I didn't force her."

As the most powerful figure in the organization, India himself possesses a certain talent for magic. He has already seen through why the red light cannot harm Bai Lin. He is hiding himself, preparing to find an opportunity to use the power of this naginata to kill Bai Lin.

Since your exterior is almost completely immune to rootless magic, then as long as I attack you by surprise, I can use my own magic power to wrap the weapon and injure you inside, right?

Enraging Bai Lin was India's best strategy. Bai Lin probably didn't realize India was a magician. Bai Lin's eyes flickered slightly, locking onto India. Her pace quickened.

"What did you just say?"

Winning, taking the bait! Seeing Bai Lin approaching him, India feigned panic, tightening his grip on the weapon. Just as he was gathering his magic power and preparing to strike, Bai Lin suddenly sped up, vanishing from his sight, and then a massive fist slammed into India's face.

There was a crisp sound, the flesh on India's face twisted and fluttered, and he was thrown out in an instant.

Chapter 405: Saint Pland Monastery

After fainting for a few seconds, India opened his eyes painfully and trembled rapidly. It was obvious that his body had not yet adapted to Bai Lin's slap. Bai Lin stood tall and squatted in front of him.

"You don't really think that anything you say to me is important to me, do you? This slap is just to cure your restless mouth. Now you just need to listen, no need to speak."

After being slapped, India noticed that the look in Bai Lin's eyes when he looked at him did not contain much anger, but more of the feeling that humans would have towards ants.

"Contempt"—that was the emotion Bai Lin's eyes held when he looked at him. Would you get angry if an ant called you a paratrooper? Probably not. After all, you'd just casually crush two of them. You wouldn't remember which ant called you a paratrooper, or what they said.

Realizing that he could hardly speak, India nodded quickly. Bai Lin also seemed to show a satisfied look, and then continued,

"Now that I'm victorious, I've already had my companions spread the word. Within two hours, the Camitlan officials will be here to clean up the mess. Before then... I think we can have a good talk."

Although Bai Lin used almost any means in battle, she always disliked cruel killing. Today, she showed a perverted smile. She squatted there, blinking her eyes with extreme excitement, and then said,

"How about tearing off your nails piece by piece? No one would notice if I knocked out some of your teeth, right? If you press on the intercostal nerves with your fingers, it would be normal for you to break a couple of ribs."

"There are still two hours left, and I can't wait to get started. Come on, choose first!"

Bai Lin's blood-stained face and body, coupled with her frantic voice, exuded a chilling aura within this gloomy tower. The dusk light couldn't illuminate the demon's face, and within the darkness, only her clear eyes and smiling lips could be seen.

There wasn't much laughter, just a few eerie smiles. But India, on his side, felt as if he were hearing a demonic sound piercing his ears. The world before him seemed to be engulfed by a vast, shimmering mass of color. As the world spun, only Bai Lin's laughter lingered in his ears.

Facing this scene, India prayed sincerely to the gods for the first time in his life. He prayed that the demon would not harm him. It seemed that the gods answered his request. His eyes rolled back, he foamed at the mouth, and then he fainted.

Bai Lin was startled and stood up as if she was bored. She looked at the trembling people in the room, knocked them unconscious, and walked out of the room.

If they were kept awake, who knows what might happen. That was good. The most urgent thing was to send Aundair to treatment. Even if we really abused them, it wouldn't help.

Outside the gate, Fei'er was wearing a linen robe as usual, leaning against the wall at the door. She said,

"You don't really want to do that?"

Bai Lin smiled at Fei'er, then gently shook his head. She said nothing, simply greeting the victorious glow of dusk with a smile. In an instant, Bai Lin fell forward. The brave warrior with a physique and will of steel seemed to have reached his limit.

Fei'er reacted immediately and supported Bai Lin. Although she didn't have any serious injuries, Bai Lin had been fighting desperately. Perhaps since a while ago, she had become quite stiff, relying on her consciousness to hold on to her fighting instincts. This was probably why her eyes had been a little dazed.

In this situation, rather than frivolously questioning Bai Lin's mental health, Fei'er was probably more dissatisfied with Bai Lin's excessive devotion. Compared to Bai Lin, Fei'er was barely injured, and even had almost half of her magic power left, so she could be said to be in relatively good health.

"You...are trying too hard."

Bai Lin did not deny it, but coughed twice with great effort, as if she couldn't breathe smoothly. She took two breaths and walked out of the tower with Fei'er's support.

"It's okay. Not dying once is a good thing. Now, taking Aundair to find a cure is the top priority. However, the task of taking her away will be left to you, Fei'er."