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

"elder brother?"

Hearing this, Qianhua's expression seemed a little surprised, but more solemn. Death directly ignored this and continued,

"We also sent him a message. He only recently learned that you, his sister, were still alive. So even if you hadn't betrayed him, he would have already tampered with this armor."

"Originally, he thought we had killed you, so he almost gave up on himself, risking everything he had in life to accept the group of people from the outside world. But now, since you still exist, it's obvious to him that your life is more important, right?"

As she spoke, Death raised her head, turned her hand, and looked into the distance. She said,

"Presumably, the members of the various organizations far away are facing a tough battle and are about to be destroyed. After all, he has transmitted a large amount of information to us, so we can better implement countermeasures."

"As for you, after learning all this, what will you do? Will you betray your brother's kindness and continue to resist in vain? Or...will you abandon the dark and join the light?"

In the distance, Jack Donkey's owner sat in front of his computer screen with a solemn expression. He seemed to be looking at the screen, but his eyes were unfocused. A cup of coffee lay before him, but fatigue and anxiety completely obliterated his calm and enthusiastic demeanor.

It's completely different from usual.

-

"Damn, that's so hard to beat."

Xiao Nuo knocked down a large mecha with one punch, and then stepped on the beast-shaped machine that fell to the ground, pulling out her own weapon from the other party's body. Obviously, although her old injuries had been healed, she now had a lot of new injuries. As she fought, she asked,

"Is the poet really right? These guys are really hard for me to deal with."

As she spoke, five bullets were fired from a distance. As she was already engaged in a battle, she had no time to dodge, and the bullets hit her midsection armor, causing her to spit. Then, she was hit by a punch from another gorilla-shaped armored wearer, sending her flying into the ruins behind her.

"Hehe... little girl, fighting while talking on the phone with someone is not a good habit."

Provocative words came out of the other party's mouth. Xiao Nuo came out of the ruins with a grin on her face. She wiped the corner of her mouth and complained,

"It hurts... But you'd better understand this."

"People who speak wildly in front of me usually don't end up well."

"Really? I think you're the one speaking nonsense now. You're already so badly injured, yet you're still holding on. Hahahaha."

Indeed, one of Xiao Nuo's arms was already limp, seemingly dislocated and unable to function properly. Her condition was far from perfect; a normal person would have collapsed long ago. Her words sounded like she was holding on; she needed reinforcements.

Unfortunately, the communication only came out,

"There's no other way. We have to trust the poet's decision. It's also difficult for me... But she already trusts us, doesn't she?"

Yes, poet, believe them already.

Because they needed manpower that day, the poet, at the cost of her lifespan, forced the six Dark Knights who had already visited the city to act collectively. She herself, in a less-than-perfect state, was also thrown into the fray. She, like everyone else, was in danger.

For this reason, Xiao Nuo also heard with his own ears that the Son of God and the poet had a certain verbal conflict. But in the end, it seemed that the Son of God compromised. The former called everyone together and said to them:

"My only request to you in this mission is to persevere and not die."

"Well, no matter what, as long as you stick to it, you won't die. Don't give up, do what you think is right."

The poet was also beside him and added this.

Despite this... this situation is really not optimistic.

Clutching a machete in both hands, Ivan was engaged in a battle with several giant spider-like machines, each about sixty to seventy meters long, across the vast wilderness. Apparently, his ability to walk through walls was of little use.

The opponents came in large numbers, and it seemed that they had more "hands" that could launch attacks than him. It was really ironic that made me unable to laugh.

On the other side, the Shar-Pei siblings were also in a state of disarray. They were used to working together, but after being lured into a building riddled with traps, they were forced to separate.

The elder brother was faced with an endless sea of ​​self-destructing monsters. He was not good at dealing with such things, and using the small sickle in his hand seemed to be extremely strenuous. Meanwhile, the younger sister had already been injured in the reckless rush.

The burly uncle encountered a "clown" who set explosive traps, while the hairy brother encountered automated robots wielding nine-section staffs—his gaze seemed filled with impulsiveness and anger.

Chapter 930 How to Rebuild in the Future

As for the tea-haired elder sister, she was moving around in the endless explosions. She seemed to be under fire suppression.

No one's situation was much better than Xiao Nuo's; this was the current situation. It seemed that, just as Death had said, the boss had "leaked the clue," allowing them to deploy targeted attacks based on each individual's situation.

Even though the poet had prepared them psychologically in advance, when faced with the real situation, everyone felt uncomfortable without exception. It was truly a tragic scene.

"You won't die... huh? Those are some really heavy words."

Xiao Nuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up. Looking at the enemy in front of him, he raised his weapon again and asked,

"Hey, you weirdo challenging me in a mecha. You should be able to see the extent of my injuries, right? Do you have an analyzer or something?"

"Of course, theoretically speaking, you're on the verge of collapse right now. If I hit you with a random blow, you'll be powerless to resist."

The other party also answered very honestly, perhaps because he felt that he had a great advantage, or perhaps because he just felt that the question was somewhat irrelevant. Xiao Nuo raised her eyebrows and smiled. Her face was stained with blood, and her smile was wild and creepy, but she was still radiant. She only heard her say,

"My eyes do have corresponding functions. Do you know that there's a part of your body that, if I hit it, you're doomed? That must be something the system hasn't told you."

The wearer of the gorilla armor laughed out loud upon hearing this, and replied,

"Are you kidding me? Are you crazy, little girl? Didn't you hear clearly? The person who can knock you down with one blow is me, you know that?"

-

"I've known about this for a long time."

The unexpected answer came out of Qianhua's mouth coldly. She raised her face, looked directly into the surprised eyes of the Grim Reaper, and continued,

"Although I was a little surprised to learn that the boss and I were actually siblings, it was also... within my expectations. Even if he hadn't told me, I had a vague feeling that I was in the right place, but I didn't think it would be such a coincidence."

"He treats me like family. Even though he's a little clumsy, I feel very safe around him. It's highly likely that we were once family friends."

Upon hearing this, Death folded his hands, tilted his head slightly, and asked with a hint of confusion,

"Really? You're actually getting along so well with him? Have you ever thought...that he's actually not happy about it? In any case, you're now using the body that once belonged to his sister. You're occupying that body that's already—"

"Don't confuse the issue. It was you who killed his sister. And now it's me, Qianhua, who possesses this body. I have a clear conscience when I face him."

The last four words were spoken with such decisiveness that it was clear that Qianhua was extremely resolute. Even the boss in front of the screen was taken aback. He saw Qianhua's face clearly from the footage from the scene. She straightened her hunched figure slightly, her gaze gazing around the dilapidated surroundings, and said,

"People like him and his sister, living ordinary lives, should have had no contact with upper-class people like you. Yet, for your inexplicable motives, they have been manipulated beyond recognition. Just like this constantly ravaged city, the bright future they were supposed to be heading towards has been destroyed."

The city was constantly in battle. The Dark Knights were fighting, and even with such a high-intensity city, they and their enemies were capable of easily destroying it, so the city had lost all traces of life.

Even without their arrival, would there be no fighting in the city? Not at all. Fighting exists constantly, but with each defeat, the number of people fighting dwindles. As their power diminishes, their voices become less audible. Whether fighting for one's own happiness or for the well-being of others, there are always silent wars in this world.

Even alone, facing a devastated landscape, the Dark Knights fought on, never retreating. Even without communication, they were still bound together by this struggle. While their reasons for fighting might differ, their longing for a better future was entirely shared.

"Maybe. Compared to his original sister, I might not be cute enough? There will always be some shortcomings."

Qianhua glanced sideways in embarrassment, but she quickly regained her serious demeanor and clenched her fists. She stared at the Grim Reaper standing in front of her and declared,

"But that's a different matter. My memories may have been tampered with by you, but they contain many beautiful memories of my time with him. But what I want to do is not to retrieve them, but to create new memories. With him, who has been crippled by you, but has regained hope."

"…The burned pages cannot be restored. But we can use the remaining ashes to write a new chapter. We will rebuild the future."

As he spoke, Qianhua's mask fell again, and a white light emanated from the Donut Warrior. The boss sitting in front of the screen was moved. He resolutely pressed a button, and the energy around the Donut Warrior surged rapidly.

"No, she's going to blow herself up!"

Someone immediately exclaimed, but the God of Death remained calm and gave orders to everyone.

"The anti-control energy team will handle this quickly. You have so many mechas, don't tell me you can't deal with one of them—"

"We really can't deal with her. Her energy fluctuations are completely beyond our control. Trying to destroy her will only cause her to explode prematurely! This is unbelievable! Let's evacuate quickly!"

Watching the fleeing creatures before her, Qianhua, sitting in her mecha, couldn't help but let out the most hearty laugh of her life. As she laughed, a few memories flashed through her eyes.

One night, Jack Donkey suddenly became uneasy. Under Qianhua's questioning, he directly revealed that he had been coerced and instigated. Qianhua also revealed that as a company employee, he had been subjected to attacks from the other party.

Without much hesitation, the two of them quickly finalized the deal, a counterattack. How could they possibly have all the intrigue and set rules and regulations like those above them? Something that could be decided with just a few words couldn't even be called a plan.

After laughing, she exhaled and said,

"Of course, the future that we've worked so hard to rebuild must not be destroyed by people like you. I don't like killing people, but I do have to get used to destroying you first."

Chapter 931 Here, again

The God of Death looked at Qianhua deeply, then waved his hand and quickly left. Now, there was no one to stop the self-destruction.

A blazing glow instantly engulfed the Donut Warrior's entire body. Then, a spherical wave of light, centered on the Donut Warrior, rapidly expanded outward. The intense light and the resulting sound waves shook the entire city, and wherever it passed, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. It devoured people, vehicles, and buildings. Even the mechas unable to escape were swept along, suffering severe injuries or being completely destroyed.

At the center of the explosion, a figure emerged. She reached out and touched the self-destructing machine, and Qianhua, who was inside, fell out. A milky white light enveloped Qianhua's entire body. She looked a little frail, but she smiled and greeted the newcomer.

The person who came naturally took it out from inside and said with a smile,

"Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."

Qianhua, having regained her composure, nodded in greeting and departed along her chosen route. The only person who could emerge unscathed from such a place, bathing freely in the flames, was Bai Lin. She quickly sat down inside the machine, allowing the metal mass to envelop her.

The light gradually faded, and when the secondary shockwave caused by the explosion finally subsided, the fleeing mechas breathed a sigh of relief. But before they could breathe for long, a heart-shaking voice rang out.

"Hey."

No external equipment or excessive noise was needed. The moment a human voice emanated from the center of the explosion, the threat was palpable. The Donut Warrior crouched atop a tower built from the ruins. Everyone looking over there was stunned.

How can it be?

How can you explode like this? It blew up such a large area, and you are still okay? Is it open?

As if to wake people up completely from their dreams, after a long night breeze, Bai Lin uttered another line that made people feel helpless and familiar.

"Ah—use the chocolate of love, pour it with the chocolate of justice! Regardless of black and white, always spread love and deliciousness to the world."

"The warriors of love, the donut warriors, are here again."

Light emerged from her eyepieces. Even though the mecha was indeed damaged, her powerful voice and spirited attitude... no one would think that she was easier to deal with than before, and they even felt more afraid of her.

"Sure enough, you still have to come."

Death was the first to fly into the air and entered Bai Lin's sight. But Bai Lin didn't even look at him, he just stood up and slowly replied,

"Hahaha, that's a bit pointless. Donut Warriors are Donut Warriors. I haven't been here since I came here before, so why would I say I'm coming?"

"..."

It seemed that she felt that it was pointless to talk to the person in front of her, or she simply felt that she could not argue with Bai Lin. Light emerged from the hands of the Death God, and she declared to the mechas in a voice full of murderous aura,

"The enemy is currently experiencing a power shortage. We can easily defeat them at this point. Attack quickly to prevent any unforeseen events."

That was indeed the case. The massive self-destruction compressed the mecha's last remaining energy source. The current power level was only enough to power the Donut Warrior to open his goggles, which was already a good thing. The rest depended entirely on Bai Lin's skill level.

According to the poet's plan, Qianhua's betrayal with the boss was intended to lure the people there into some lucky breaks, sending out such personnel to encircle and suppress them. At the same time, it also allowed Bai Lin to do some preliminary work. Hence, the initial scene of Qianhua inside the Donut Warrior.

The subsequent plan was to have Bai Lin act as a donut warrior to clean up these messy pursuers. However, the state of this mecha was really unsatisfactory.

Fortunately, what Bai Lin likes most is to let others see how good he is.

As the Grim Reaper unleashed a massive axe and charged towards Bai Lin, his figure flashed. Like a shadow in the night, the black mech emerged in an instant, unexpectedly carrying a sniper-equipped mech directly above the city skyline. Then, it quickly descended towards the bustling, illuminated streets.

You know, this has been achieved just by leaping.

The pursuit quickly followed, and the ranged attacks were limited to a few of the same sort. Bai Lin quickly rose from the mecha she had crushed into a meat pie, gracefully dodging them all with a backflip. However, a leopard-shaped mecha, seemingly already targeting her landing point, swooped down and charged towards Bai Lin.

Bai Lin struggled to maintain her balance in mid-air. After all, her mech was out of power, and the best she could do was defend herself—or so most people thought. Unfortunately, Bai Lin seemed to have already anticipated the opponent's attack. She tensed her waist, kicked with her knees, and used her legs to drive her entire body. She launched a spinning kick through the air, completely obliterating the opponent's head. Her body flew off into the distance, like a rag sack, leaking an unknown liquid.

Everyone who came here couldn't help but feel terrified when they saw this scene - they had seen the previous battle records and knew how powerful Bai Lin was, but what they didn't know was that she had become so powerful that they could not understand it at all.

Is this the stranger?

Of course, fear did not seem to cause them to flee in a scattered manner. After all, they seemed to understand that if they did not kill Bai Lin, they would be killed by him, which was the inevitable result.

With a flash of orange-red lightning, the Grim Reaper's body fell heavily to the ground, completely shattering the ground for miles around, like a raging sea. Then, she swung her axe towards Bai Lin's face, announcing the second wave of her attack on Bai Lin.

This time, having just landed, dodging was obviously a bit more difficult. The Death God's attack was even more powerful than the last time she saw it. She didn't dare to take it head-on, so she could only leap back, shielding her front with both hands, and was sent flying. This allowed her to fly even faster than expected, preventing the opponent from immediately catching up in the air.

The buildings on both sides of the road were like grass swept by the wind, quickly falling apart because of the strong wind that knocked Bai Lin away.

Chapter 932 Quantum Lifeform Single-Sided Barrier

The ensuing barrage of long-range fire enveloped Bai Lin's figure. Such hits and pursuit gave Bai Lin's enemies a sense of relief, and they breathed a sigh of relief. However, immediately following, a black shadow quickly fell from the sky.

The powerful impact instantly turned the building into dust. It was another crushing attack, but this time, it was even more unexpected.

Bai Lin's shell had naturally sustained its fair share of damage, but the attack from the Grim Reaper was far more ferocious than the damage she had inflicted herself. Before Bai Lin could recover, the Grim Reaper swooped down from the rubble of the building, charging in and capturing her in a bear hug.

Her body was knocked across one building, then two buildings. Although Bai Lin kept trying to use her uncontrolled hands to elbow him, it had little effect. Even though part of the Death God's armor had been broken apart by her, she still refused to let go.

...Damn, it's so annoying that these people can't feel pain.

It was just a collision, which was fine, but how could the God of Death be so simple? She unfolded her prosthetic limbs from the armor behind her, and a pair of circular saws made a piercing sound like a scythe ready to reap Bai Lin's life.

Seeing this, Bai Lin intensified her attacks, but simply struggling was futile. Flesh and metal were cleaved apart by the halo, and the spurt of blood and bone was like Bai Lin's silent scream. Even with her shoulder already injured, she managed to elbow the Grim Reaper back, then followed up with a kick, sending it careening towards the buildings.

Bai Lin didn't scream, but after being injured, she still needed to relax. She didn't rush into pursuit, but jumped onto a high platform and ran away quickly. At this time, the call of the God of Death sounded from the pursuers:

"Don't use any bullets with physical substance, or she'll take advantage of them."

Obviously, now is the time for a Death God to lead a group of pigs to encircle Bai Lin. Her judgment and observation were very accurate. Then, she gave another order.