Chapter 584

Chapter 206 Remnants of the Deity Part Three

The earth trembled.

The rumbling continued to echo in my ears, and on the black, rocky ground, several shocking crevices cracked open amidst the trembling. Ashes filled the sky; countless rocks detached from their bodies, defying gravity, floating upwards in the air. The entire world seemed shattered and on the brink of destruction.

The red-haired woman leaped high from the collapsing giant rock, darting and leaping between the floating rocks, quickly approaching me.

It’s… her…

It’s that dancer…

Whistling—

The wind howled as the dancer flew past me in an instant. Dazed, I felt my collar being grabbed by a hand, then violently pulled upwards, tearing my dress. My body was forcibly dragged over the rotting, rugged rock layers, landing with a thud on the steep rock face.

“Cough, cough…”

My back hit the uneven rock, sending shockwaves through my body. I gasped for breath, unable to hold back a violent cough, blood spilling from my mouth once more.

Damn it…

“You…”

I lay on the uneven peak, struggling to steady my breathing, biting down to stay conscious, and painfully turning my head to look at her.

Sure enough, it’s her…

The silver-haired dancer stood there, looking down at me with cold eyes, expressionless and silent.

Thin white light filtered through the ashes, casting an almost sickly pale glow over her exquisite face. Dark circles surrounded her eyes, and her originally rosy lips were now dry and cracked, as if she hadn’t drunk water for days. Her dress was dirty and covered in ashes, and her once lustrous silver hair had lost its sheen.

The dancer looked at me—she seemed to be looking at me, yet also at something else behind me. Her hollow eyes were like those of a soulless doll, devoid of focus or emotion. Confirming that I was still alive, her dull gaze quickly shifted away, and she raised her head to gaze at the distant, writhing mass of flesh.

She looks so weary…

But what does it matter to me!

“You…”

The excruciating pain slowly receding, intense itching began to spread from my grievous wounds and broken bones. I could start feeling my body again, realizing that chaotic power was healing me. Shivering, I tried to endure the unbearable sensation, using weak, feeble words to ask, “What… did you do…”

The dancer didn’t respond.

I took a deep breath and shouted with all my might, “What did you do! Cough!”

This must have been her doing…

The world’s shaking… that lump of flesh… Bai Bai would turn out like this…

She must have done something…

It must have been her!

The dancer remained silent.

The world’s trembling grew more intense, and the rocks beneath us started to shake with a rumbling sound. Ashes fell like snowflakes, settling on my face, on the dancer’s head, and on her long eyelashes. Ignoring them, she lifted her head, gazing at the disgusting mass of flesh high in the sky like a ghost in the darkness.

Crack, crack…

The brittle sound of bones breaking echoed from my body, steam rising from my wounds as new tissue slowly healed. The itching sensation became increasingly intense, almost making me uncontrollably emit moans. I clenched my teeth, staring fiercely at the dancer with bloodshot eyes, my breathing rapid.

“I’m… talking to you…”

“You… damned, heretic…”

The injuries to my left arm and right leg were much less severe. Broken bones were first reconnected amidst the itching, and nerves began to regenerate. Despite countless wounds still bleeding, my fingers and toes started moving during my shouting.

“Why—”

Ignoring the pain and other unrecovered injuries, anxiety overpowered reason. I slammed my left arm against the rock, suddenly standing up and lunging at the dancer.

“What did you do?!”

As I shouted, I clenched my bloodied left fist, striking her side just before falling to the ground!

The dancer appeared unaware, looking up at the distance without flinching.

Bang—

The punch landed squarely on her cheek, turning her neck and sending her flying.

I too crashed onto the rocks, my chin hitting a sharp edge, my teeth clashing, drawing blood. In my vision, the dancer flew three or four meters away, rolling several times after landing. One of her dancing shoes flew off, revealing her delicate foot, lying awkwardly on the ground, motionless.

Her eyes were open.

Despite the full force of the blow, due to severe injuries, my strike barely reached one-tenth of its usual strength. Lying on the ground, her cheek swollen, this punch seemed to have broken her mouth or lip. Blood stained her lips, and her hair was scattered, looking quite disheveled, but apart from that, she was actually fine.

Damn it…

Heresiarch!!!

Biting down, I swallowed the sweet blood in my mouth, using my left arm to support myself on the cold rock, half-standing and dragging a bloody trail towards her.

“You… killed so many… warriors… There were so many… people… because of you… because of you…”

The woman didn’t move. I crawled over, throwing myself atop her, pinning her down and enduring the intense pain. With my left fist, I struck her repeatedly, her worn but still beautiful face.

Bang—

“You!”

Bang—

“Did!”

Bang—

“What?!!”

Iron fists pounded relentlessly, even though weak, they still caused her eyes to swell, forehead to bruise, and nose to bleed. Her head repeatedly collided with the rocks, her body trembling with each impact, but she remained silent, unresisting, expressionless, lifeless.

“Aaaaah!”

The final punch sent her head tilting, her slightly withered hair scattering over her rapidly swelling cheek. I had no strength left, my nerves tight from pain, unable to breathe. I collapsed weakly on top of her.

“Bastard…”

Red-eyed, I struggled to lift my left arm, trying to grab her hair.

“Heh.”

Suddenly, I heard the woman’s light laughter.

“Haha, hahaha…”

The laughter rose and fell with her chest, echoing across the vast, steep cliff walls, sounding desperate and desolate.

“Silveja…”

Finally, she spoke, her voice as cold as the perpetual ice in a winter city, slightly choked: “Kill me.”

“Huh, huh—”

I breathed heavily, raising my head in anger.

Kill you?

“I…恨不得…吃掉你的…骨头!!!”

Thin black mist hissed around my wounds, spreading rapidly with my hoarse shout.

I will kill her…

Rumbling—

Suddenly, the rocks beneath us split apart with a shocking roar. Massive rocks collapsed, dust and ashes filling the sky. The towering cliff crumbled like a landslide, and both the dancer and I plummeted amidst countless fragments of rock.