Serial Player
Chapter 844 - 506 I’m Not the Enemy

Chapter 844: Chapter 506 I’m Not the Enemy

Li Changhe experienced a space fluctuation across his body, as the heavy Mountain Pattern Armor transformed into a light magical garb.

Following that, arcs of electricity burst forth, propelling him over a hundred meters in a few seconds.

However, the vast Black Mud relentlessly pursued him. Regardless of his rapid movement or use of Shadow Step to disengage, he became preemptively encircled by the Black Mud as if it had locked onto him.

At this moment, Li Changhe’s Will of Desperation had gradually dissipated. Once touched by the Black Mud, he would meet the same fate as those mages in the Seven Kings War.

Those mages were unable to bear the sins and all the negative emotions contained within the Black Mud, thus they committed suicide.

Li Changhe had no desire to come into contact with the Evil Black Mud without the Will of Desperation.

But now, there was no way out, with Black Mud filling the surroundings.

"Damn it!" Li Changhe cursed loudly, unleashing all his skills at once, General’s Robe, Bone Gate Summoning, Hundred-Headed Shooter!

However, the vast Black Mud seemed to almost ignore all attacks, the General’s Robe could only temporarily repel it, Bone Gate Summoning would be slowly penetrated, and the Hundred-Headed Shooter still couldn’t be triggered.

In the end, Li Changhe sighed, truly outmaneuvered.

"It looks like there’s no escape." Li Changhe glanced back at that guy in the distance.

Despite having taken a blow from the Hundred-Headed Shooter to the face, he was now able to stand up and watch the spectacle.

"It’s futile. As fellow possessors of the Black Mud Divinity, my Authority is much higher than yours. You can’t hide, nor can you escape," said the Crying Hero, looking at the figure being gradually enveloped in the distance, his tone eerie, "This is a Divine Gift, you must accept it!"

"Quite the pest, aren’t you? Did you also take my previous failure into account? Just to break my Will of Desperation?" Li Changhe shouted, asking the other party, who gave no response.

Then, watching the approaching Black Mud, Li Changhe snorted coldly and spread his arms saying, "Alright then, bring it on! Let me bear all the sins you carry!"

"Of course, you must bear them!" the Crying Hero remarked indifferently, "If you were a Terror Devil, you’d barely rank eighth. You’re too weak!"

Was Li Changhe weak? Not really; he could be ranked among the top ten among the players in the disaster fog.

But to the Crying Hero, this wasn’t much. After all, neither the Green Lion Demon King nor the Rose Duke had really fallen at Li Changhe’s hands. There was outside interference in both cases.

As soon as his words fell, the vast Black Mud engulfed Li Changhe.

The massive Black Mud swirled into Li Changhe’s body like a vortex, the endless negative emotions piercing into his mind. With it, screams of pain resounded as well.

Li Changhe could be considered tough, enduring pain with gritted teeth every time he was injured. Yet now, he let out a near-wail of agonized roars. Such inhuman torments were enough to destroy anyone’s sanity.

Dozens of seconds later, the massive Black Mud disappeared. Li Changhe was kneeling on one knee, panting, unable to utter a word. He had entered an unconscious state.

"My friend, can he succeed? Xu Zhi, after accepting the Black Mud, would have gone mad if not for his faith in me," the crystal skull at the waist of the Crying Hero spoke, inquiring.

It was the Mercury Angel from before.

After encountering the Crying Hero and Bioroid with Xu Zhi, a fierce battle ensued.

Even with the help of the [Heaven’s Principle] Guild from outside, the Mercury Angel was no match for the Crying Hero.

Yet, as a Plague Horror who had escaped the influence of the disaster fog, faced with an offer of alliance from the Crying Hero, the Mercury Angel agreed without a second thought.

The Mercury Angel had Divine Resonance, controlled by its external entity, completely unaffected by the disaster fog. The Crying Hero, on the other hand, harbored a Will of Desperation, his thoughts untwistable by the disaster fog.

Thus, the two hit it off immediately. After collaboratively "inadvertently injuring" the Bioroid, the Mercury Angel staged a tremendous battle next to the Bioroid’s head, creating ample time for the Crying Hero to infect the Plague Horror.

Thereafter, disguised as spoils of war, he was carried by the Crying Hero, gradually depleting the living strength within the Horror.

Of course, the Mercury Angel also reaped sufficient benefits. His believer, Xu Zhi, had received the Crying Hero’s Black Mud Divinity. Although the process was somewhat bumpy, ...he eventually obtained the Black Mud Divinity.

When the disaster fog lifted, Heavenly Principle might be able to cultivate new Black Mud Sufferers. Even the Mercury Angel himself might ascend to new heights.

Hence, he amiably referred to the Crying Hero as my friend. For divine creatures, this was already the highest form of treatment.

If Li Changhe knew about this, he probably would’ve laughed out loud.

Heavenly Principle, oh Heavenly Principle, you’ve collaborated with the renegades again. You dare to collect the Crying Hero’s stuff just like that?

Of course, that’s all in the future.

"As long as he doesn’t die, it’s fine," the Crying Hero responded indifferently.

His hatred for Li Changhe was immense, yet he couldn’t kill Li Changhe.

Because Li Changhe was the very ending he longed for.

In that ending, he had won, protecting everything he cherished. Why would he destroy such an ending?

Was he to become enemies with the girl, the box, Brother Ting, and the others? No! That would be the most painful thing for the Crying Hero.

The Crying Hero... what a laughable title, he was Li Changhe. And how could Li Changhe ever harm those he cherished?

As for whether that guy was in pain... the Crying Hero didn’t care.

"Should we take General Li Ba away with us?" the crystal skeleton head asked. After all, the human team had vanished in the blizzard, leaving Li Changhe alone in the wilderness, which was unsafe. If a Horror happened to pass by, it might just swallow him up.

"No... let him fend for himself. Someone will look after him," the Crying Hero murmured, a hint of sadness in his voice, "He’s not like me, who has... nothing at all."

Because a graceful figure had appeared behind Li Changhe.

It was... Yun Ting. After distancing herself far from the team, Yun Ting had released the effect of the [Spirit Mark], returning to Li Changhe’s body as a Symbiotic Body.

Immediately, she sensed Li Changhe’s current state. His mind was filled with that maniacal gibberish, and his body had fallen into an unconscious state.

Yun Ting’s hair flowed and took control of the unconscious Li Changhe. Then, she looked towards the distant Crying Hero.

"Brother Ting... it’s been a long time," the Crying Hero whispered, "Although you probably don’t feel much, I... miss you all."

"It does feel a bit like having an additional younger brother," Yun Ting said, her gaze complex as she looked at that familiar yet strange face, "What have you done to him?"

"He won’t die. I just... let him experience the pain I’ve endured," the Crying Hero said, stepping back, with a sound that was more of a sob than a laugh, "I... am not the enemy."

"I know that..." Yun Ting replied softly.