Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 1074 - 836 The Power of Purple Spice

Chapter 1074: Chapter 836 The Power of Purple Spice

Pan Ruiyi’s head was dizzy, half-dreaming, half-awake.

Purple Spice spread in her mind, like the ocean eroding the land.

Colors blended, shapes twisted and transformed before her eyes, dazzling her and losing her sense of direction.

She wearily traversed through waves of illusion and dreams, convinced that she was on an off-road trek.

Ten kilometers cross-country, forward!

Qing Yao ran ahead, secretly using slow-time Magic Power on Pan Ruiyi, making her unable to run fast. Zhang Yunxi stumbled beside her, and Pan Ruiyi had to help her, as she was a new recruit, knowing nothing.

Forward, forward!

The 700 pounds of food she had just eaten seemed to vanish into smoke, Pan Ruiyi was drenched in sweat, only feeling ravenous, wanting to eat five hamburgers and take a good bath.

She stumbled forward, her foot stepping into emptiness.

The sudden drop felt terribly thrilling but did not wake her; she only felt herself shrinking, being pulled into another dimension.

The next second, she was sitting back on a simple bed from the wilderness.

The walls and door became towering, the ceiling lights seemed far away.

Pan Ruiyi looked down at her small hands, then raised her head and saw them.

Four people appeared before her, clearly. Her mother, her father, her sisters.

Pan Ruiyi was the youngest in the family, her two sisters were dressed in rags, reading under the glow of the desk lamp.

She could hardly believe it. The things Pan Ruiyi was obsessed with as an adult—beaches, luxury hotels, and Power, were nowhere to be found.

Status dropped to the bottom, wealth drained completely.

A woman walked over, Pan Ruiyi vaguely remembered she was her mother, who sat beside young Pan Ruiyi, her face entirely blurred.

Pan Ruiyi leapt from the bed, reached out to touch one of her sisters, feeling her warmth and presence. She could not yet conceive that she would grow taller than the two of them stacked together in the future.

They were real to her.

Pan Ruiyi’s heart raced, in the dim room, within the narrow apartment, wearing her sisters’ old clothes, how nostalgic.

She didn’t care if it was an illusion, she didn’t want it to end. Rather, she wished to be with them forever.

"We—" her mother said.

The world around Pan Ruiyi began to tremble.

"—are going to sell you." her mother said.

"You’ll end up killing all of us like this." her father emphasized, "We’ve signed a contract with... if we sell her again... the company’s assassins will come to us."

"...the money offered is more. Money, do you understand money!" her mother raised her voice.

"I don’t want to leave home." Pan Ruiyi said.

Their gazes turned to Pan Ruiyi, as if waiting for her to say those words. Then their gazes gradually changed from calm to anxious, to urging.

"Is this child angry?" her father frowned.

"No matter." her mother turned to her father, "She’ll soon forget our home... soon forget us, the company will be her real parents."

Pan Ruiyi felt an uncontrollable Fury.

Her body suddenly grew taller, matured, returning to adult form.

A spear appeared in her hand, her Star-Chasing Spear.

Hatred soaked through her soul, an inexplicable Fury burned through her rational defenses.

They looked at the suddenly grown several years older Pan Ruiyi in horror, retreating, as she swung the spear, skewering her family like stringing a gourd, then threw their bodies on the ground, like smashing a pile of minced meat!

A huge crack appeared in the center of the apartment floor, swallowing their remnants, letting them fall into shimmering shadow and fog.

Pan Ruiyi’s path—a road of bones and blood, suddenly brightened at this moment.

She, like the mythic Sun Chaser, roared, then raced towards her sea of blood.

Pan Ruiyi’s figure continuously enlarged, encountering foes along the way—Humans, robots, monsters, fleets—all pierced by Pan Ruiyi.

Like entering a no man’s realm.

Was she not born to kill people? Pan Ruiyi clenched her teeth.

Witches were nothing but tools, bitches, and Killing Machines, this indestructible gigantic body was tailored for her enraged spirit!

No one could resist her attack! All enemies, regardless of their strength, would succumb once caught by Pan Ruiyi’s Magic Power.

Dead relatives shouted at Pan Ruiyi from afar, screaming in agony.

They called, cursed—

Pan Ruiyi!

Your bones will join the ranks of countless others!

...

She abruptly awoke.

The illusions brought by Purple Spice faded away. Everything from the past was absurdly laughable, yet pitifully tragic.

Euphoria, sorrow, and impulse left ripple-like marks in Pan Ruiyi’s heart, and whenever she touched these marks, memories from the illusion came vividly back.

Aisha and Hasan were by the bedside.

Seeing Pan Ruiyi open her eyes, Aisha quickly offered a cup containing half a liter of lemon water.

"Drink it, it will make you feel better," Aisha urged.

Pan Ruiyi’s head throbbed painfully, she glanced at the translucent glass of water, the lemons floating inside looked sour.

She drank the ice water, it flowed through her burning body, merged with the food bulging in her stomach and intestines, lubricating the gaps between them.

Her intestines twitched, suddenly feeling like she was a scruffy beast!

Pan Ruiyi could hear her own heavy breathing, see her sinister and strong arms and thighs.

She let out a low, threatening growl at Aisha.

Aisha’s face showed a calming expression, not frightened by Pan Ruiyi’s growl, patiently standing by the bed.