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

Bai Lin briefly lowered his body, as if anticipating the opponent's attack, dodging the fatal blow despite being slower than the opponent. Then, he burst forth with all his strength, using his elbow as a spearhead to deliver his full weight directly to the opponent's clawed attack.

Even though Bai Lin had lost all her abilities, she still retained this level of martial arts prowess. Based on her experience, she could predict her opponent's intentions, thus staying one step ahead of them. Of course, not every move would go as she anticipated, but if she lacked confidence in her martial arts, a successful prediction would be impossible.

As expected, the monster's body was bruised by Bai Lin and took two steps back. Bai Lin also took a few breaths. She was a little hurt from beating the monster. After all, hitting a water pipe with a baseball bat would definitely leave enough scratches, right?

Then, the monster's body actually fell backwards. Its upper limbs fell backwards in an astonishing posture, while its lower limbs swept towards Bai Lin like a scythe.

Chapter 756 The Change is Complete

What the hell is this...? My own backpack, and is there any grade marking? I've never had anything like this before.

And this thing suddenly appeared in my bag, is it really reliable?!

With immense skepticism, Bai Lin with a suspicious look in his eyes took out the iron rod. It felt quite rough in his hand, and the overall finish wasn't very even, showing signs of being weathered by the wind. But it felt heavy and worked well, and its effective length was nearly his own height, so it was perfectly suitable for use as a weapon.

But… compared to the sword in the poet's hand, it was a far cry. Bai Lin couldn't help but roll her eyes. This was so far from what she had expected. Although she used whatever she had and wasn't picky about the type of weapon, comparison was always a concern. Looking at the poet's sword and thinking about her own collection of weapons, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Are you looking down on the Transformation Staff? Let me tell you, it's a legendary item, a rare, orange-colored item! Don't underestimate it!"

Suddenly, a light, yet very cute and sweet female voice rang in Bai Lin's ears. Bai Lin was frightened and shuddered. The information she received in such a short period of time was really a big shock, making her feel a little dizzy for a while. She shook her head first, looked at the poet, and asked,

"Huh? Did you say anything just now, boss?"

Before the poet could answer, the voice rang out again, drawing Bai Lin's thoughts back to the past.

"It's not her, it's the staff in your hand! Hey, it seems the owner this time isn't very clear-headed."

The tone of pretending to lament, and the feeling of being slightly sarcastic, finally made Bai Lin sure that this was not an illusion. She raised the iron rod in her hand in front of her, looked left and right, and said with a confused look,

"You said you were this iron rod? Damn, your voice isn't coming from the rod, it's echoing directly in my head. Is some big shot from somewhere using a remote speaker to tease me?"

Bai Lin was very alert to this. After all, the God of Wilderness used this trick to deceive Bai Lin. After hearing Bai Lin's words, the so-called "magic wand" naturally showed a deeper degree of dissatisfaction. She only heard her say,

"It's not an iron rod, it's a magic wand! Didn't you notice that you can only hear my voice after you pick up the wand? This is because only when the wand and its owner actually come into contact can we communicate with each other... Forget it, there's no point in saying so much! I'll just show you the power of the magic wand. Come on, hold up the wand, and let's transform now!"

Bai Lin was skeptical at first, but when it came to the idea of ​​transforming directly, she felt as if her brain was placed in the middle of a crossroads, with a sprinkler truck, a freight truck, a fire truck, and a dump truck speeding towards her. Since choosing any one of them didn't seem like a good option for survival, she instinctively asked,

"Huh? Transform? How?! I've never done anything like that!"

"Stop pretending! You've clearly learned the transformation moves of a fake knight, but you're so reserved now that you're a magical girl? Come, listen to my instructions. First, hold the staff with both hands and raise it high—"

And so, guided by the so-called magic wand, Bai Lin executed a set of extremely awkward moves. It was awkward, but it wasn't really that bad, like the dance moves that otakus use to close their song performances, all about cuteness and adorableness. With someone like Bai Lin, who had a natural sense of stage presence and was also incredibly beautiful, the initial awkwardness and stiffness quickly smoothed over to a smooth and enjoyable flow.

By the time the last move was finished, she was already making a scissors gesture with one hand, with a sidelong smile and a bent upper body, slightly tilting her hips, and holding the iron rod with her other hand to the other side of her body, looking like she was being cute. Then, the so-called magical aura also came with it, a cool feeling accompanied by a faint light, like a breeze, instantly blowing through Bai Lin's body. This also surprised Bai Lin a little,

"Ohh ...

Soon, all the areas of her body that had been splashed with the monster's fluids returned to a clean state. The numerous abnormalities surrounding Bai Lin instantly diminished, leaving her feeling refreshed. She hadn't expected it to actually work.

However, as the light gradually faded, Bai Lin did not wait for the costume change CG to start. She continued to pose for a few seconds, then realized that something was wrong and frowned slightly. Looking at the iron rod in her hand that did not change, she questioned,

"What about transformation?"

"It's all changed."

"..."

Bai Lin raised her hand, intending to throw the iron rod directly out, smashing it into the floor in front of her, letting it sink upside down into the reinforced concrete and sleep forever with this filthy space. But she didn't do that after all. Instead, she picked up the iron rod again, glared at it and shouted,

"You're done?! I think you're the one who's finished. I've done so many crazy moves, and this is all you show me? And a magic wand! Do you really have the nerve to brag like that?!"

"Well, isn't it great to have such an effect? ​​It's better than nothing, right? Being able to purify the body and mind is already fulfilling the responsibility of a magic wand."

"Fn*dp, you can definitely activate this function without me doing anything. You are definitely making fun of me. I want to break you, break you?!"

"It's up to you. You won't find another unbreakable iron rod with some magical properties anywhere. Throw it away if you want. I don't mind."

Listening to the other person's voice, Bai Lin could already imagine how frivolous the laughter on the other end of the line was. She was really a little angry, but what the other person said seemed quite right. And if she thought about it carefully, the treatment she suffered didn't seem so inhumane. Rather than doing something she didn't want to do, she cared more about...

The poet was standing at the door, looking at Bai Lin quietly, without a trace of expression on her face. No one knew how much she had seen. It was not until Bai Lin's eyes met hers that the poet's expression relaxed slightly. The poet quickly freed her hand and covered her mouth, then quickly turned away and said,

"Hurry up, we don't have time to play around."

Chapter 757 I'm Not Laughing

Bai Lin froze in place. When useless anger accumulates, it becomes like a boulder, blocking the path to release. She glanced angrily at the iron rod in her hand, while the latter whistled provocatively.

"Forget it, just laugh if you want."

Finally, Bai Lin sighed with relief. Breaking the iron rod after finishing her work didn't seem to be a problem. She had always been flexible. The poet's voice came from outside the door not far away. She replied faintly,

"I'm not laughing."

"..."

This back-and-forth really left Bai Lin at a loss for words. Just as she was about to say something, waves of monster noises began to emanate from outside the door. She immediately snapped into action, following the poet's lead and rushing out. The corridor outside was already filled with monsters, and even within the school's gates, large and small monsters could be seen.

While their general appearances were consistent, the monsters' attire varied. Some wore student uniforms, seemingly resembling genuine students. They weren't all charging towards Bai Lin and the others; many had already engaged in a fight among themselves. Besides the already eerie atmosphere of the school, the interactions between these flesh-and-blood monsters added a touch of eerie terror.

The smell of corruption, the chaotic scene, the shrill screams. If hell really existed in the world, it would probably be something like this. Facing this huge crowd of monsters, Bai Lin's mouth twitched. She asked the poet,

"Didn't we say that the work we are going to do is not that physically demanding?"

"It should be easy for you, come on."

Take it easy, you *b. Bai Lin's heart naturally answered like this. However, the muzzle of the gun was already against her head, and there was no point in complaining. She put the iron rod on her shoulder, sighed helplessly, and replied,

"Then come on."

Thus, the battle between the innocent schoolgirls and the horde of twisted monsters officially began. Standing on the porch, they intercepted and defeated wave after wave of monsters, engaging in a seemingly endless battle. Even with the iron rod, Bai Lin's combat power only increased slightly; mowing down the monsters like grass was impossible. All they could do was to take the monsters' lives bit by bit through effective attacks.

Piercing tendons, breaking bones, stirring their bodies like unmelted hot chocolate, while also paying attention to any monsters that might dart out from the surroundings to avoid being ambushed. This was a return to the situation Bai Lin might encounter during her usual adventures, so it wasn't easy for her, but it didn't feel unfamiliar or uncomfortable at all.

It's just killing, easy to understand.

Of course, the poet, also fighting alongside Bai Lin, didn't seem to have much trouble either. Her combat was also clean and efficient, though she didn't appear as violent as Bai Lin. Wielding her sword, she moved gracefully, passing through flesh and blood as if treading on ice. Even as she twisted and turned, she moved with the same ease of a butterfly.

She didn't pay much attention to Bai Lin, simply clearing the way forward. Bai Lin, who was at the back, naturally understood the poet's meaning and took full advantage of the space behind him. After all, a long stick might indeed be used for this purpose.

The coordination between the two was wordless and tacit. It was as if they had been standing together like this for a long time. This made Bai Lin's killing more and more exciting. The natural and appropriate coordination was of course pleasing to the heart.

Flipping to avoid the attack, three slashes swiftly ripped through the air, slashing with sharp movements. The poet sheathed his sword, took a breath, and returned to his descent. Meanwhile, Bai Lin leaped up, swooping back in mid-air to strike the monster in the head. Using the momentum, he launched himself backwards against the wall, sending the monster flying sideways, sending it careening off the corridor railing. He then caught his pole against the side of the corridor, bracing himself, and with a single kick, sent another monster flying. Finally, he leaped down again, slamming his pole heavily into the ground, driving the monster's head directly into the earth.

Their backs touched unconsciously. This physical touch made them feel even safer. A sense of security warmed their hearts.

"Be careful. If you don't have the ability, it's better not to push your limits. You're already very strong with your stability. I still have some strength to spare, so it doesn't matter if I release a little pressure."

The poet's voice rang softly. What she was talking about was, of course, Bai Lin's bold and confident extreme operation. It's true that Bai Lin would never give in, but the other party was caring about her after all, so she replied,

"It's okay. I have more than enough energy. I'm just letting the striker do his job without worrying. Don't worry."

The poet said nothing more and nodded. At this moment, a discordant voice sounded. It was the magic wand. She licked her face and quickly started to play tricks in Bai Lin's mind. She only heard her say,

"Hey, you're still talking about love at a time like this? Why don't I see that you have a lot of energy left? You're killing so slowly. Can you finish your work first and chat later?"

"You're my boss or something, and you're here to tell me to work. Just shut up. When I said I had enough energy, it was because I wasn't tired, okay?"

Bai Lin unceremoniously cursed the blind iron rod and continued fighting. And so, in this darkness, amidst the splattering of blood and flesh, the two girls advanced, sweeping away the darkness. They brought a touch of humanity to this hellish scene.

The two retreated to a classroom, which had ample space. Like the restroom, the windows and doors were sealed off, so the only entrance was the front window, making it relatively easy to defend. Compared to the long corridor, which was surrounded by enemies on three sides, it was much easier.

What remains is a protracted battle. After all, there are so many monsters, it won't be easy to defeat them all. Persevere until victory.

However, Bai Lin's body was not as strong as usual, and she soon became breathless and had some minor injuries. She asked the poet,

"That's not right. With my current physique, I can deal damage with my bare hands, and you can fight against the real me. Theoretically, if you weren't restricted, one strike would at least destroy the building. Why is it so difficult for you to fight?"

Chapter 758 You Have to Withstand the Pressure

It was obvious that she was a little tired from fighting, otherwise she wouldn't have suddenly thought of this strange thing at this moment. The poet continued to wave his sword and replied calmly,

"The problem doesn't lie with me, Holy Son. The answer to this question isn't difficult to guess. Even if the situation here and now is unexpected, it's still connected to the mirror and shares similarities."

"Huh? The more you talk, the less I understand. Could you just tell me the answer instead of just riddles?"

"...Then let's just fight first. Anyway, as long as we kill them all, we can complete the level. It's also the easiest way for you to understand."

"Okay, keep killing!"

Fighting to the bitter end, even as she gasped for breath, her lungs aching as if seared by fire, her organs straining to their limits in the fierce collision, Bai Lin moved without hesitation. She lashed, stabbed, brandished her weapon, and even transformed herself into a weapon. Drawing on her accumulated experience and awareness, she exerted every possible force on this schoolgirl body, pushing it to its limits.

Granted, Bai Lin's originally formidable body and the abilities she possessed were immensely powerful, but even without them, she would still be the same Bai Lin. Her spirit wouldn't allow her to stop fighting simply because she'd lost her strength. She no longer considered retreating; having arrived in this world, she had no choice but to take a shortcut. But returning the same way? Absolutely impossible!

As her body gradually grew tired, her mind grew calmer. She could still clearly discern the best decision, using her body to respond appropriately to each enemy. You could say her heart was like a raging storm, growing stronger with each battle against overwhelming odds, but you could also say her heart was as calm as ice, without any conflict.

She's someone who burns to the brink of madness, yet isn't completely insane. Sounds a bit like the fine line between madness and genius, doesn't it? Perhaps, that's the tone.

Bathed in blood, the disgusting liquid remained untouched by her, presumably due to the so-called magic wand. Admittedly, it made Bai Lin's performance much more natural. Finally, when the clamor of the monsters gradually died down, she thrust her iron rod upside down among the corpses, supporting herself as she caught her breath.

The poet silently executed the monster at hand, then gradually walked towards Bai Lin, took out a cup of iced milk tea that looked clean, and handed it to Bai Lin. Bai Lin naturally didn't hesitate, took it and drank it in big gulps, then walked towards the wall at the classroom door while panting, and sighed,

"Huh, that's a lot of shit. Do I really have the physique of a schoolgirl to be able to fight for so long? Or is it because I'm worthy of being me that I can hold on for so long?"

"Can't it be my credit? You're quite narcissistic, haha."

The magic wand's untimely sound rang out, but Bai Lin was too lazy to care about the little stick as the battle had just ended. He just replied casually,

"You can talk all you want. I can finally relax for a while now."

Laughing and joking, Bai Lin casually thrust her stick into a monster's head, dealing it another blow. She leaned against the wall, channeling her entire body weight. A cool and sweet sensation, carried by the milk tea, washed over her brain. The refreshing feeling, along with the infusion of energy, was truly exhilarating.

Speaking of which, are there any substitutes for iced milk tea in this world? Some drinks I've seen before have a similar feel, but they're not exactly the same.

Look, Bai Lin is so lost in thought, it's obvious she feels she's done enough. But the boss across from her is completely silent. She hasn't mentioned anything else, but she hasn't called it a day either! If nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected is going to happen.

Suddenly, a shiver of coldness shot through her head, causing Bai Lin to choke on her milk tea. Her entire body instantly straightened up from the wall, her eyes narrowing, her entire nerves tense. It felt like a thunderclap, followed by a cloud of darkness and oppression, a sense of danger and strange sensations that locked onto her body.

Bai Lin felt it was coming for her. She slowly turned around and looked out the window toward the source of that aura. A giant figure, far larger than she could have imagined, appeared before her eyes.

Bai Lin was currently standing on a third floor, and the massive creature before him was about one or two stories taller. It completely filled the open space in the courtyard below the teaching building, arguably several times larger than the entire building. Size, of course, wasn't the only criterion for determining whether a monster was truly extraordinary; its specific structure was the true measure.

From the outside, the creature appeared quite still, its bright red eyes elegant in the night, and its movements were modest. But a closer look revealed a constantly throbbing, crawling mass within its eyes. Some resembled eyeballs, others resembled limbs. Various rotting human parts were contained within the terrifying, crimson eyeballs, forming a pair of compound eyes that were almost nauseating to look at.

Not only the eyeballs, but the entire body of the monster before him looked like a tangled mass of monster limbs, forming its current form. The massive wings and the massive claws that flapped on the ground all exuded a rotten, lifeless, and sickening odor.

From a distance, the monster's appearance was remarkably similar to that of a dragon. While its gaze was difficult to discern, and one didn't want to see it, its posture, sitting there, clearly conveyed arrogance, a perfect fit for the dragon stereotype.

Bai Lin, staring at it, was stunned. She couldn't quite put her finger on what she was feeling right then. Was she terrified? Or was it something else entirely? She simply felt a bit like the first time she faced Kronos, a bone-chilling chill gripping her, rendering her unable to move. Even the fighting spirit that had been so high just moments before was instantly frozen, unable to ignite even a single ray of hope.

"Hey, hey, hey? Cheer up! If you stay there, you'll die!"

The sound of the staff rang out. Unexpectedly, she was actually kindly reminding Bai Lin. This really surprised Bai Lin.

Chapter 759 Is It Your Relative?

But it was obvious that her words could not wake Bai Lin up immediately. Immediately afterwards, another voice called out from behind Bai Lin. A cold but reliable hand patted Bai Lin's shoulder. Bai Lin, whose body was shocked, came back to her senses in an instant, and the poet slowly narrated to her,

"It's okay, it's no big deal. You've dealt with countless larger monsters before. You and I both know what to do next, so why worry?"

The poet's calm words were like a powerful shot of adrenaline that had a special effect on Bai Lin. It instantly restored her consciousness, allowing the blood in her body to flow freely again, and she regained control of her own vitality. She glanced at the staff in her hand, tightened her weapon, and looked ahead and said,

"It's not that I'm worried, I just can't resist the feeling. Maybe I'm a little tired. But like you said, it's no big deal. It's just a little bigger. I'll just get rid of it, just like I always do!"

"Besides, we have you by our side. We can definitely do it easily."

Bai Lin glanced at the poet, giving him an unusually forceful look. But the poet could see that Bai Lin's words were a bit forced. After all, she was no longer in her best form; the fatigue in her eyes was unbearable. Moreover, her mental state seemed to have regressed to the state before she picked up the iron rod, or even deteriorated. Even if she forced herself to stay alert, she was still far from her prime.

"Don't push yourself too hard. If you're unsure about anything, just leave it to me."

The poet said so, comfortingly. Bai Lin chuckled and replied,

"You, too. I can hold on pretty well. If you push too hard, I'll get mad. I'll just do this kind of work."

"Now is not the time to do this. You must be careful and don't go too far."

The sweet, magical female voice echoed again, speaking of the magic wand. Bai Lin was somewhat surprised by its repeated anomalies. But she knew in her heart that since the magic wand had said so, it must be a dangerous opponent. She looked up at the impenetrable, dark fog, like a spiral beneath the sea, profound and incomparable. Then, Bai Lin exhaled and once again stared directly at the monster before her.

Dangerous? It's dangerous, so I have to go for it.

As if sensing Bai Lin's intention, the moment the monster's eyes met Bai Lin's again, the huge claws stretched out from the ground and slapped directly towards Bai Lin. Bai Lin reacted immediately and quickly pulled the poet to the side and back to avoid being directly hit.

Mud and rock collapsed, thunder roared, and a torrent of smoke, dust, and flesh and blood splattered and rolled back. As the building was struck, the yellow earth, like the disaster itself, spread out in all directions, instantly sweeping across the surrounding visible space. The entire lower half of the building was completely shattered by the monster's attack, and the upper half, naturally losing its normal structure, began to collapse downwards.

What terrifying destructive power! If Bai Lin had remained in his original form, he probably wouldn't have marveled at this. But here, facing an opponent of this strength, it was an absolute dimensionality-reducing blow. The devastating roar of this catastrophic blow completely drowned out the two girls' human voices. Once the surroundings were quiet again, the two of them slowly emerged from the ruins.

Bai Lin coughed awkwardly as he struggled to get out of the ruins. The poet followed closely behind him, leaping lightly to stand beside the ruins, casually brushing off the dust.

I don’t know whether it was good luck or good operation. In short, Bai Lin seemed to have suffered some scratches, but overall, the two of them were unharmed in such a huge disaster, which was truly a miracle.

Bai Lin put the iron rod on his shoulder, coughed out the smoke and dust, and said,

"This is really choking. Hey, Kronos, is this guy your relative? He looks so similar and he likes to tear things apart. He's just like you."

"What you just said is a complete and utter slander against our dragon race. I can tell you very clearly that I am nothing like it. We are completely different! It is just an inferior creature that imitated our appearance, and even this appearance is completely unremarkable. Look at its demeanor, look at this..."

"Alright, alright, I know you're anxious, alright?"