The sound of sheep bleating had a surprisingly startling effect!

Tangled Silk Shadow, who had just been mocking, now changed her expression and glared angrily.

Her attention had been entirely arrested by Lu Ran, and she abandoned the Jade Flute Believer, who had been dragged into the Illusion Realm, flinging her palm in Lu Ran's direction.

"Hu~"

Five red silk threads pierced straight toward Lu Ran, who...

His expression was unpleasant as he glimpsed another dimensional world.

Lu Ran activated Divine Technique·Pupil of the Netherworld, intending to hide Evil Technique·Caged Fire behind his pupil to limit Tangled Silk Shadow's movement.

But when he opened his pair of Dead Sheep Eyes, he witnessed a scene of sorrow.

Jade Flute Believer seemed to be alone.

But beside him, three ghostly shades stood guard.

They were the Dead Souls of three Moon Gazers, the three comrades of the Jade Flute Believer!

They were now Dead Souls, unable to influence the real world.

But the three Heroic Souls refused to leave, stubbornly remaining beside their comrade, even positioning themselves in front of the Jade Flute Believer, hoping to intercept the red threads.

The Heroic Souls got their wish.

While they couldn't stop the red threads, the threads indeed shifted in direction, sparing the Jade Flute Believer.

Because...

Lu Ran had arrived!

Not only did the red threads stab toward Lu Ran, but the three Heroic Souls also felt a terrifying suction force.

"Little Lu!"

Sun Zhengfang saw Lu Ran getting closer and closer to the red threads and couldn't help but exclaim in alarm.

Lu Ran's feet stirred with a mist, and a surge of wind buoyed his shoes, leaping to the side.

Night Charm Evil Technique·Night Dance!

"Zi——"

Lu Ran made almost a 90-degree turn, truly surprising Tangled Silk Shadow.

She was unable to contain her rage, her right hand still releasing Evil Technique·Silk Thread, and her left hand suddenly flung out.

Evil Technique·Silk Thread Needle!

Needles fell like rain, pouring down.

"Me~~~"

Lu Ran made another 90-degree turn, heading straight for the Jade Flute Believer, who had empty eyes and a pained expression.

Seeing this scene, Sun Zhengfang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To kill the enemy was false; to rescue was true.

In fact, in a world unseen and unheard by others, someone had long ago alerted Lu Ran.

"Child, don't be rash!"

"Careful, careful!!"

"Back off! Lu Ran, don't..."

Urgent and indignant voices came from the mouths of the three Heroic Souls.

Just like before, although to no avail, the three of them still made every effort.

Until they saw that Lu Ran had rescued the Jade Flute Believer, who was under the spell of illusion, their emotions became even more intense, some even weeping with joy.

They did not want to see their last remaining comrade follow in their footsteps or see that peerless Heavenly Pride perish here.

"Me!!"

Lu Ran, cradling the Jade Flute Believer, fled wildly through the beautiful red rain.

The voices of the Dead Souls, mingled with the drizzling rain, reached Lu Ran's ears.

It made his heart feel increasingly sorrowful.

He didn't recognize them.

Putting aside identities like Moon Gazer, Divine Technique follower, student, and so on, on this 15th night, everyone had the same name—Human Clan.

"Zi!"

The sound of a blade piercing flesh abruptly rang out.

Two swords in tandem pierced into Tangled Silk Shadow's back of the head, instantly shattering her beautiful skull.

In the night sky, Jiang Ruyi's expression was icy, her eyes cold, staring at Tangled Silk Shadow's skeletal remains.

Plans never change as quickly as situations.

Jiang Ruyi did not follow the orders step by step, even though Sun Zhengfang had already cast Divine Technique·Biwu Tree beside her.

Jiang Ruyi seized the opportunity, with a slight thought, directly commanded the Silent Night Blade to launch a fatal blow.

The Silent Night Blade, having been summoned by its master, shot down from the night sky, and the Dawn Blade sensing its companion's movement, immediately followed.

Of course, Jiang Ruyi's judgment was correct!

When everyone arrived on the battlefield, to capture the Jade Flute Believer, Tangled Silk Shadow had voluntarily cancelled Evil Technique·Tether Silk Robe.

And after Lu Ran entered the scene, Tangled Silk Shadow was "hard controlled"!

Her focus was entirely on Lu Ran, always in an offensive stance, wanting nothing more than to personally torment the young lamb to death.

It was precisely for this reason that Tangled Silk Shadow did not recast Evil Technique·Tether Silk Robe.

Without that proactive defensive robe, Tangled Silk Shadow's life was frightfully fragile...

"Good!" Wei Long gave Jiang Ruyi immense approval.

Seeing this scene, Sun Zhengfang immediately walked towards the skeletal remains of the Moon Gazers.

At this moment, his heart was bleeding.

In the distance, Lu Ran slid forward tens of meters on the wet tarmac before slowly coming to a stop.

He did not look at the skeletons, nor did he harbor any illusions because he had already seen the Dead Souls.

"She's dead! She's dead!"

"Good! She died a good death! Hahaha!"

"We…Why us? Why am I not under control?"

Mixed voices of joy and confusion drew nearer to Lu Ran.

The cold night rain drenched Lu Ran's body, hitting his yellow raincoat and making a tapping sound.

Lu Ran bowed his head, cradling the Jade Flute Believer, and said in a low voice,

"I will get him to the shelter safely."

"You?"

"Lu Ran? Can you...you?"

"Can you see us? Can you see us?!" Three Dead Souls drew nearer to Lu Ran.

Lu Ran turned around, his gaze passing through the phantasmal Dead Souls in front and looking towards the distant skeletons.

Although he disguised it well, the words he spoke earlier were indeed addressed to the three Heroic Souls.

Shock, yearning, and... hope.

An array of expressions appeared on the faces of the three.

The last thing Lu Ran wanted was for any hope to appear on the faces of the Heroic Souls.

The Dead Souls would uncontrollably drift towards Lu Ran, and that was an undeniable fact.

On such a basis, the Dead Souls would always harbor some unrealistic fantasies, like clutching at a life-saving straw.

Indeed, Lu Ran could see them.

But he was only capable of seeing them, unable to do anything more.

"Lu Ran, help me! We can still fight! Still fight!"

"Save...you can see me, Lu Ran; you can see me!"

"Don't let me go, Lu Ran, don't, I'm not ready to die! I still have a child; he's only 13 years old, he has not yet become a believer, I haven't seen him wed and have children..."

Lu Ran's heart trembled mightily, his breathing suddenly becoming somewhat rapid.

Before his father left...

Did he also harbor the same thoughts?

"Hu~"

In another world, specks of Energy Fluctuation.

Dead Souls were continuously absorbed into Lu Ran's pair of lifeless Dead Sheep Eyes.

"Pass on in peace."

Lu Ran's voice was low, with a trace of sorrow, reaching into the ears of the three Heroic Souls, and through the micro cameras, transmitted to countless homes.

Of course, people couldn't see the Heroic Souls, but they could see the Moon Gazer skeletons scattered across the streets.

Inside the channel, there was no longer laughter, only a chorus of farewells:

"Pass on in peace!"

"Pass on in peace..."

"Heroes, pass on in peace!"

"I can't bear to watch this, it's making me cry, I really can't bear to watch this..."

"Kill! Lu Ran, kill, kill, kill! Annihilate those Evil Demons!!"

Lu Ran suddenly lifted his eyelids, hearing a sharp shriek.

Tangled Silk Shadow, with a ferocious face, thrashed about, uncontrollably floating towards Lu Ran.

"Go, to the shelter!" Sun Zhengfang, holding back his grief, shouted loudly.

He also released a multitude of branches, entwining them around the three bodies.

"Lu Ran?" Jiang Ruyi's voice came from the night sky, awakening Lu Ran.

He looked up.

And the sight of Lu Ran biting his lips, his eyes brimming red, made Jiang Ruyi's heart flutter.

It also caused a slight palpitation in the hearts of countless viewers behind the screen.

The death of the three Moon Gazers, the people present, could grieve as much as they may.

But, Lu Ran was in this cursed city, battle-hardened, having experienced untold life and death, also bidding farewell to many valiant spirits.

Is this appearance of Lu Ran...really normal?

Of course, the answer is no.

All because of those few words.

"He is only 13 years old."

"He has not yet become a believer."

"I haven't seen him marry and have children..."

"Lu Ran, let's go." Jiang Ruyi landed beside Lu Ran, gently taking his arm.

Her eyes gentle, she softly said, "Let's take the wounded back to the shelter."

"Mm, let's go." Lu Ran shook his head vigorously, as if to shake off the words echoing in his mind.

The soul of Tangled Silk Shadow had already been admitted to the Sculpture Garden; Lu Ran, carrying the wounded, rushed with the squad to the nearest shelter.

Half a minute later, the group charged into a shelter.

As they emerged, each person bore a "moon" symbol around them.

What the group did not expect was that as soon as they stepped out of the door, just ten meters in front, there was a surge of energy.

"Zi——"

Mist churned beneath Lu Ran's feet, Silent Night Blade in hand, he charged into battle.

Gone was his sorrowful demeanor, replaced with a face full of gloom.

Beneath the Pupil of the Dead World, nestled a flickering wisp of Black Fire.

A flamboyant red figure rapidly materialized, naturally sensing the fierce killing intent behind her!

Her body surged with energy, subconsciously wanting to unleash Evil Technique·Tether Silk Robe, but...

"Zi!"

The sharp Silent Night Blade swept across Tangled Silk Shadow's throat.

Her beautiful head flew high, lips slightly parted and eyes wide in astonishment!

She had just come into the world and hadn't had the chance to wreak havoc before being swiftly beheaded.

Unjust?

No.

The mere ten meters of space, with her back to Lu Ran.

It didn't matter what kind of Evil or Demon you are; as long as you dare to materialize, the blade in Lu Ran's hand would most certainly land on your neck.

"Pfff!"

The headless body remained in place, blood spurting from the neck, splashing Lu Ran's face, in full view of countless others.

"Kill!!"

"Yes, Ran Shen! Just like that, kill! Gratifying!"

"Dare to wreak havoc in our realm, threaten our homes, spare none!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!!"

Angry and murderous sentences scrolled across the blood-stained screen.

The flamboyant red figure shattered abruptly into mist, blood dissipating into wisps of blue smoke.

Vast amounts of energy were absorbed by Lu Ran into the Divine Power Pearl at his neck.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

The soul of Tangled Silk Shadow screamed in fury, desperate to tear apart the Human Clan who were so close.

Lu Ran silently watched with a pair of forbidding horizontal pupils, gathering the Dead Soul into the God Demon Sculpture Garden.

Tangled Silk Shadow,

Like the other Evil Demons, you will ultimately become my faithful Servant.

And all those other original Evil Demon sculptures, wait.

Wait for me to take my Servants and visit, one by one...

Lu Ran, amidst the thick mist, turned around to rejoin his squad, and looked at them: "Let's go."

Sun Zhengfang swung his large hand and announced resolutely: "Go!"

Kill!

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