“The Judgment of Sin actually has no effect on you….”
After the barrier shattered, Leviathan’s body reappeared in front of Ning Yu. In one hand, he held the scythe “Love-Hate Bliss,” while the other hand covered his recently unsealed eye.
The surrounding black mist began to retreat, surging back toward Leviathan’s unsealed eye.
His fallen hair started to regrow, quickly returning to its previous ash-white, cropped style.
The rotting and cracked skin on his body also returned to normal.
“No wonder Lady Pride wants to kill you.”
He panted heavily, his expression twisted as he glared at Ning Yu.
“Someone like you is truly an eyesore!”
With that, he removed his hand from his eye, revealing the demonic eye with its black sclera and red iris.
The fleshy tendrils that had expanded around it had now all retracted.
Leviathan showed no intention of putting the eyepatch back on. Instead, he raised the hand holding “Love-Hate Bliss.”
Black lines, like veins, began to spread from his eye, extending along his cheek, neck, arm, and finally reaching the scythe.
As the black lines coiled around it, countless eyes emerged on the scythe once more, all resembling Leviathan’s unsealed demonic eye.
It was even more horrifying than before.
Leviathan’s figure began to blur, and suddenly, numerous dancing dolls appeared, scattered in various positions around him.
Strange patterns and symbols, like paper cutouts, floated around them, defying reality.
“Even without the Judgment of Sin, you’re no match for me.”
As he spoke, all the dancing dolls turned their heads in unison, staring directly at Ning Yu.
In that instant, every doll transformed into Leviathan’s likeness, and now at least dozens of “Leviathans” surrounded Ning Yu.
It sent a chill down her spine.
Especially since they all held the same scythe, making her feel as if countless eyes were watching her.
“Moon Princess!”
Ning Yu called out her name in her heart.
[Notification: Host has entered the Thoughtless Moonlight Mode.]
[You have received: Moon Princess Blessing * Tier I.]
[You have acquired a temporary skill: Mist Walk.]
It was the familiar process again. Ning Yu reactivated the “Point Burn” mode.
However, with so many opponents around, she might not have the time to deal with the other zombies nearby to earn points to sustain the [Thoughtless Moonlight] mode.
“You’re dead.”
All the Leviathans spoke in unison, and Ning Yu felt the voice coming from all directions.
They raised their scythes and launched a coordinated attack on Ning Yu.
From every direction—front, back, left, right, above, and below—Leviathan’s clones closed in.
Ning Yu immediately activated [Mist Walk], slipping through the gaps in the world.
She first bypassed the encirclement of Leviathan’s clones, planning to eliminate all his duplicates from the outermost edge.
Though his clones were numerous, with [Mist Walk], it was only a matter of time.
Ning Yu glanced at her point balance. She had to end this quickly.
If she could kill him, 200,000 points would be hers, essentially giving her a second wind.
The Leviathan clones in the center of the encirclement lunged at empty air and immediately scattered, ready to reform their siege at any moment.
Ning Yu’s move was something Leviathan was familiar with.
“Clang!”
With a sharp metallic ring, the crimson blade of Blood Kite emerged from the mist, and Ning Yu’s blood-red eyes appeared in the air.
Several Leviathan clones quickly reacted, their scythes locking onto Ning Yu’s head, torso, and legs from three directions.
[Moon’s Moment] was immediately activated.
Ning Yu’s body moved like lightning, taking advantage of the time stop from [Moon’s Moment] to swiftly dispatch the nearby clones.
Three of Leviathan’s clones were instantly decapitated, their bodies falling to the ground and reverting to ordinary dolls.
At that moment.
“Boom! Boom!”
Explosions sounded in the distance, and they were clearly much closer than before.
Ning Yu felt a wave of confusion. This definitely wasn’t her doing, so who else was attacking the zombies?
Another Awakened?
Or had Ning Xuan disobeyed her orders?
Suddenly, Ning Yu noticed that among all the clones, one of them slightly tilted its head, looking toward the direction of the explosions, its face showing a hint of confusion.
“Found you.”
Ning Yu’s heart tightened, realizing that this must be the real Leviathan hidden among the clones.
She immediately activated [Mist Walk] again, moving to the side of the clone that had shown the expression.
Emerging from the mist, Ning Yu swung Blood Kite, striking at the clone she had identified.
But something strange happened. This clone, along with the others nearby, didn’t immediately attack Ning Yu as she emerged from the mist.
“So this is your secret.”
Blood Kite pierced through the body of the “real” clone, but it revealed a sly, triumphant smile.
Ning Yu’s heart skipped a beat. Since the Leviathan clones hadn’t attacked within the 0.75-second window, [Moon’s Moment] hadn’t been triggered, and she didn’t receive the time-stop effect.
Moreover, she couldn’t use [Thousand Moment Slash] on the clone she had mistakenly thought was the real one.
She had been tricked!
The pierced clone suddenly grabbed Blood Kite, the blade’s edge disintegrating into fragments where it made contact.
But this successfully delayed Ning Yu’s movements.
Exiting [Mist Walk] without triggering [Moon’s Moment] left her with a 2-second cooldown period, during which she couldn’t immediately use [Mist Walk] again.
The scythes of the surrounding Leviathan clones closed in on Ning Yu. She released her grip on Blood Kite and swiftly dodged.
[Future Reading] was pushed to its limits, allowing her to evade nearly all the clones’ scythes.
“Sssshhh!”
Another expressive Leviathan clone had somehow swapped places with the one that had been pierced.
Its “Love-Hate Bliss” scythe ruthlessly sliced through the fabric of Ning Yu’s sleeve, leaving a deep, bone-exposing wound.
Blood Kite returned to Ning Yu’s hand, clashing with the scythe that had struck her, halting its advance.
“You’re finished.”
Leviathan’s sinister face was now dangerously close, staring directly at Ning Yu, his eyes gleaming with malice.
Ning Yu frowned, the pain in her arm burning intensely, accompanied by a strange, searing sensation.
By now, the cooldown for [Mist Walk] had ended. She quickly activated it again, this time choosing to retreat rather than attack, putting distance between herself and the encirclement.
When she emerged from the mist once more, Ning Yu was standing outside the encirclement.
She immediately checked the wound on her arm.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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