The tremors of the underground research facility continued unabated.
Luo Wei glanced towards the entrance. The magical lighting flickered erratically as the massive figure of the president crashed through the sturdy walls. Flesh, writhing like a tide, surged into the vast hall.
Under Tilis's command, all the mages unleashed powerful spells one after another, bombarding the president's body, but to no avail. The president had transformed into an endlessly proliferating malignant tumor, its massive body even extending to the layer above and beyond the surface.
If this continued, the entire island would not be enough to contain its colossal form.
"Devour! Devour!!!"
The president roared violently, its human rationality completely obliterated, leaving only the most primal desire—to devour every living being it could see.
Luo Wei heard Tilis's frustrated curses and Helena's panicked cries.
"Brother! Get out of here quickly, the underground is about to collapse!"
She shouted loudly, but Luo Wei remained motionless, standing there in a daze; she didn't understand what her brother was thinking.
In the chaos at the entrance, Helena could only provide negligible support. Whether it was her mental contamination or her sharp tentacles, they were utterly ineffective against the endlessly proliferating massive body.
A spell narrowly missed Helena, blasting a twisted limb made of flesh into fragments, which had been aiming to attack her.
Helena looked up and saw that it was Tilis who had saved her.
Just as she was about to thank the witch, she saw Tilis glaring at her with a dark face, her temper clearly flaring.
"It's dangerous here, go find your brother! Stop getting in the way!"
"Oh..." Helena's little face drooped.
What could she do? In this level of combat, she was completely useless...
So, taking advantage of Tilis's spell gap, she escaped from the sea of flesh and quickly ran towards Luo Wei's direction.
"Brother! I’m coming..."
"Don't come over!" Luo Wei's heart raced, hastily waving his hand to send her back.
Naya was still a nuisance in front of him, and if Helena came over and added chaos, it would be disastrous if she became the lucky fourth option!
"Ah?" Helena awkwardly stood in place, not knowing whether to go forward or retreat.
She was so wronged that she was on the verge of tears.
“Listen to me, Helena…” Luo Wei, with a helpless expression, gave her a reassuring smile, “Don’t come over; it’s just adding trouble for your brother. Hide behind the witch, and escape during the chaos later.”
Seeing Helena stubbornly pouting her lips, refusing to listen, Luo Wei resolutely hardened his heart.
A【Punishment Order】suddenly appeared, and Helena cried out in alarm.
This was the first time after the containment that Luo Wei had implemented punishment for her.
"Go now!" Luo Wei commanded coldly, "Return to the island, return to the town! Don't worry about here; you'll see your brother soon!"
Helena ran back crying.
Luo Wei finally shifted his gaze, again fixing an emotionless stare at Naya.
"How touching, this sibling bond~~"
Naya giggled, blinking her eyes, "If only she could be part of our little game too, that would be quite nice, wouldn't it?"
Luo Wei snorted coldly, "Boring."
Naya laughed and nodded, "Oh, indeed, quite boring. Pulling your sister into this little game called love seems a bit beneath the mark, doesn't it~"
She squinted with a smile, "After all, I don't see the same love for her in you~"
Luo Wei frowned.
Naya tried to get closer, but she seemed to be a bit wary of the【Old Symbol】on Luo Wei, finally stopping only hesitatingly, at a neither-close-nor-far distance.
She seemed to be able to sense Luo Wei's emotions, her face taking on a knowing smile.
"It's really interesting, Luo Wei, you seem to have quite a complex relationship with this sister who loves you so much. Don't you like her?"
Luo Wei completely ignored her.
Naya pondered, her eyes rolling, "Hmm... not that you don't like her, hmm... it's really strange, what kind of emotion is this..."
"You're not resenting her, are you!"
Naya seemed to have discovered the truth, "A feeling of grievance, a hard-to-let-go resistance! So much so that you can't completely open your heart!"
She became really gossipy, eagerly asking, "Come on, tell me! I'm really curious about what happened between you two!"
"What does it have to do with you?" Luo Wei sneered at her, "Who are you to me anyway?"
Naya pretended to be deeply hurt, covering her mouth.
"Oh, so sad, so heartbroken~ How could you be like this~?"
"Like an old nosy granny," Luo Wei disdainfully looked at her, "You're a pretty low-tier god, huh."
Naya immediately returned to her mischievous expression, "Alright, alright~ I won't bother you then, you better make your choice quickly!"
Three scenes still appeared before Luo Wei's eyes.
According to Naya's request, Luo Wei needed to give up one, and she would keep her promise to spare the other two...
In Evelyn's situation, the Elder, who had been fatally weakened by backlash, had transformed into a disgusting half-human-half-insect form, constantly hunting her down.
The rugged path outside Heglais Town had long been submerged by black swarms of insects, turning into a black ocean. Wherever they went, only desolate wasteland remained, chewed clean.
Luo Wei watched several times as Evelyn nearly got caught, but fortunately, her vampire heritage kicked in multiple times, her speed becoming a barely visible blur.
Evelyn even awakened flight through imminent death, Luo Wei glimpsed small bat-like wings, allowing her to glide, leaping between tree trunks.
She dodged the Elder's "insect magic" attacks while quickly fleeing towards the far horizon.
But equally versed in the blood magic, Luo Wei knew Evelyn couldn't maintain this speed indefinitely. If this chase continued, Evelyn would likely be the first of the three to fall into deadly peril...
Meanwhile, Ophelia's situation wasn't much better.
She kept blocking Antius's attacks using dream solidification. Meanwhile, her Shadow Guards were severely depleted, Luo Wei only saw Caroline and Jason left.
If the battlefield at Ophelia's side had been open, relying on her ability, she might have stood a chance to escape.
However, her ancestor had effectively demolished the place, turning the labyrinth-like underground tomb into a large open space. All the load-bearing stone columns were on the verge of collapse. If this continued, the collapse of Antius's tomb was just a matter of time.
The imminent danger both faced made Luo Wei's brow furrow deeply.
As for Tilis...
She was the one he was most at ease with.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”