The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 171 - 124: Slave Girl Silvie, Initiate_2

Chapter 171: Chapter 124: Slave Girl Silvie, Initiate_2

In a moment, their bodies were completely devoured by the Shadow Eater.

The tremendous life force rebounded, and Zhou Yuan’s wounds immediately began to heal.

"Were these two here to deliver themselves to us?" The remaining cultists were bewildered.

The followers of Painful Miracle could transfer their pain to someone else. One of their tactics was to have two Painful Miracle followers collect pain and wait for an opportune moment to transfer all the collected pain to Zhou Yuan.

In the end, these two did nothing but deliver their heads.

"Don’t worry, he’s about to die!"

In the distance, the gray dress woman’s sister hurriedly shouted, trying to stabilize the group’s morale.

Tang Qingsha gritted her teeth, her eyes and hair completely turning blood-red. With a terrifying beast roar, the Qiong Qi tattoo on her back leapt out, transforming into a ferocious monstrosity.

The evil beast savored the blood-scented air, grinned, and revealed a bloodthirsty smile at Zhou Yuan.

"Dragon’s might... hehe..."

Qiong Qi had long sensed Zhou Yuan’s dragon power. Inside her body flowed a trace of True Dragon’s blood. If she could eat this guy, her cultivation would surely soar.

Zhou Yuan stared at the beast, feeling a bit of regret.

It was a pity it was just a tattoo manifestation; she couldn’t capture it with the Paru Ball. Otherwise, capturing one of the four fierce beasts like Qiong Qi would have been beyond awesome.

In the next moment, the silver-skinned muscular man and Tang Qingsha charged at him again.

At the same time, the other cultists displayed their divine skills — curses, spells, Aoneng Power — all targeting Zhou Yuan.

Clang!

A golden bell appeared, blocking countless attacks outside.

Zhou Yuan took out the Soul Summoning Bell and shook it, targeting a middle-aged man with a withered face lying on the ground, a curse magician. The Eyes of Identification showed that he had taken two hundred and thirty-one lives.

The bell rang, and two hundred and thirty-one resentful spirits appeared out of nowhere, pouncing on the curse magician.

This curse magician wasn’t weak, but unfortunately, Zhou Yuan had previously shot him, piercing his lungs and liver. Now, he only had a breath left, with barely any strength to resist.

The appearance of so many resentful spirits disrupted the battlefield. The gray dress woman and her sister could not help but tense up, fearing Zhou Yuan would seize the opportunity to kill them. But when they saw the Golden Bell Cover still intact, they breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Rumble!

The roar of an engine suddenly came from behind. The gray dress woman ignored it and continued to focus on playing her flute, believing her sister could protect her.

Her sister immediately turned to face the danger but was still a beat too slow.

The next second, the two sisters were hit hard by a speeding van and sent flying.

They spun in the air, flying dozens of meters away before crashing heavily to the ground, falling silent. It was only after a few seconds that blood began to flow out.

The van sped forward, but with a thud, it was swatted away by Qiong Qi’s paw, severely deforming the vehicle.

The muscular "bread men" climbed out of the overturned van by ripping off its roof, charging menacingly at the nearest cultists.

"What kind of power is this?" Everyone was dumbfounded. Was it some kind of summoning abnormal item?

Clang clang clang clang!

Tang Qingsha, the Qiong Qi shadow, and the silver-skinned man continuously attacked the Golden Bell Cover. The light dimmed rapidly, but they couldn’t celebrate as their comrades were almost all dead.

"Qiong Qi, come!"

With a hoarse shout, Tang Qingsha commanded. The Qiong Qi shadow instantly turned into a red shadow, flying into her saber.

A dangerous crimson light emerged from the blade, followed by scorching blood flames igniting.

Murderous intent was evident.

But then, Tang Qingsha sheathed the sharp blade, assuming a drawing stance.

Waiting for the right moment.

The silver-skinned man delivered a powerful punch, dispersing the floating spirits into nothingness. The Golden Bell Cover shattered.

In that instant, accompanied by Tang Qingsha’s roar, a razor-sharp edge burst out from the sheathed blade, gathering terrifying power at the blade’s edge. Rushing forward, she performed a horizontal slash, emitting a mournful wail.

Then, boom!

Tang Qingsha spat blood and was sent flying, her eyes filled with disbelief.

At the very moment her attack was about to launch, Zhou Yuan eerily appeared before her. One punch... faster than light.

Nearly shattered her body with that punch!

This was pure, overpowering strength.

Cross-Training Master... The term flashed through Tang Qingsha’s mind, bringing a sudden sense of helplessness.

Seeing Tang Qingsha’s fatal move easily neutralized, the silver-skinned man’s courage completely collapsed, and he turned to flee. But how could he outrun Zhou Yuan? A Condensed Qi Fist smashed him into the ground, deeply embedding him into the earth.

At this moment, wisps of dark curse energy wrapped around Zhou Yuan. The remaining cultists spat blood, burning their life force to join forces and cast a curse.

Zhou Yuan’s hand started to rapidly mutate, growing ominous red fur filled with demonic energy.

But when the red fur extended to his arm, it inexplicably stopped.

The cultists screamed in agony, their faces rapidly aging, hair falling in clumps, skin peeling off inch by inch, until they melted into a pool of foul-smelling pus.

Zhou Yuan was stunned; had they been cursed rebounded?

He looked at his arm; the eerie red fur was shedding.

Was it... a failed curse?

Zhou Yuan scratched the back of his head. Was his curse resistance really that high? It shouldn’t be... was it because of the Dragon Blood Tempering?

He stopped pondering and began to finish off the remaining enemies, clearing the battlefield.

At that moment, the Mind Communicator reconnected, and Fang Qing’s anxious voice sounded in his mind: "Zhou Yuan, are you okay?"

"I’m fine. I’ve settled it." Zhou Yuan’s voice carried a hint of a smile, "Didn’t know you cared about me so much."

Fang Qing was silent for a moment, then her tone became calm. "It’s good you finished. I’m heading your way.

Chen Guangxi and Jiang Wuming have entered the Inner World to mediate this incident on behalf of the Control Bureau."

"Hmm?" Zhou Yuan was surprised; he hadn’t expected them to come in.

In less than a minute, Fang Qing hurriedly arrived.

Upon entering the stadium, she saw a sea of corpses and rivers of blood.

Zhou Yuan was snapping the limbs of a scantily clad woman.

"You won’t kill me?" Tang Qingsha was puzzled.

"You’re quite skilled; it would be a waste to kill you." Zhou Yuan called Fang Qing over, "Turn her into a puppet."

Tang Qingsha’s pupils shrank, reacting violently: "No, please... I’ll submit. Don’t turn me into a puppet; just keep my self-awareness. I’ll do anything..."

She seemed extremely terrified of the word "puppet." To avoid becoming one, she shed her dignity without hesitation.

"Wait, Chen Guangxi is coming." Fang Qing sensed Chen Guangxi’s aura approaching.

A moment later, a whirlwind roared in the sky. Chen Guangxi flapped her wings, flew over, and gently landed. She clicked her tongue and said, "You’ve really stirred up a big mess this time, beating both the good and bad guys alike."

"I didn’t have a choice." Zhou Yuan shrugged helplessly. If it hadn’t been for the Raven Lady secretly causing trouble, there wouldn’t have been so many issues.

"Are these the ones you’re planning to hand over?" Chen Guangxi pointed at the few survivors on the ground.

Tang Qingsha, the flute sisters, the silver-skinned man, and a young man in his early twenties with high looks.

"Uh, these are actually my payment to Wang." Zhou Yuan had no intention of handing over the fat sheep.

"Oh—" Chen Guangxi suddenly understood, drawing out her words: "Pay~ment~."

"..." Zhou Yuan’s expression remained unchanged, "After all, Wang helped me a lot this time."

"Fine, I’ll turn a blind eye. But it’s best if you can get some intel out of them."

"Don’t worry, I’ve got a professional interrogation expert here." disguised as Wang Zhen, Fang Qing said with a confident smile.

"No, please... I’ll surrender to the Control Bureau; don’t let them take me!" Tang Qingsha pleaded with Chen Guangxi, wishing she could kneel and cling to her legs.

Chen Guangxi shrugged, indicating she couldn’t help: "You should obediently serve as his Star Bow."

Then, raising her arms, she shouted:

"Slave girl Silvie, activate!"