Chapter 40

Chapter 40

The international Review Team of seventeen people descended from the plane, a mix of men and women. Among them were ten psychics and seven ordinary people in suits.

This was a major event, naturally broadcast live, with the public paying close attention.

"Wow, wow, wow! They're all big shots! Super powerful psychic masters!"

"Not just that, they're all from prestigious families. Their eyes look so intense."

"The bald man with dark skin has an impressive record—he hypnotized a group of regular soldiers, making them believe they were super soldiers. They fought against small hyenas and managed to defeat the monsters within ten minutes, with three soldiers surviving!"

"Wow, that's amazing—wait, now that I think about it, it doesn't seem that impressive anymore. With the cards granted by the Master, our soldiers no longer need to face disasters with their own flesh and blood!"

"They all look so arrogant. Can't wait to see them get humiliated."

The Review Team was escorted into the national palace, where a minister greeted them. Since they arrived early, breakfast had to be arranged for the guests.

At the breakfast table, the atmosphere was not formal. The minister conversed quietly with those he knew from the Review Team. Xiang Qin and her companions came through a portal from outside the wall to get a closer look at the foreign psychics, attending the breakfast as well.

Xiang Qin, draped in a red cloak, stood out starkly against the suited figures, immediately drawing a pair of hostile eyes.

Those blue eyes belonged to a blonde psychic, who glared fiercely at Xiang Qin and her companions. Xiang Qin met his gaze without fear and even flashed a provocative smirk.

The man stood up abruptly.

"Olek!" the leader of the Review Team shouted to stop him.

"You are the ones who killed Lena!" Olek growled, glaring at the group in red cloaks. According to their investigation, Lena was killed by a woman in a red cloak.

"Who are you?" Xiang Qin asked. "And who is Lena?"

"I am the fiancé of the psychic you murdered!"

"Oh, you're the fiancé of the woman who abandoned being a hero to become a lackey for a terrorist organization in a chaotic country," Lingsu said emotionlessly from beside Xiang Qin.

These words struck a nerve in Olek, a flash of pain crossing his face. Lena had left after an argument, and she must have been captured by S Country. To protect herself, she had no choice but to help them; otherwise, given how men in S Country treated women, she would have faced unimaginable horrors.

As for Lena sacrificing innocent lives to save herself, he didn't care. They were just ordinary people, nothing compared to a psychic. Lena could save a city, and their deaths were an honor for her.

"Who killed Lena? Are you too cowardly to admit it?"

Xiang Qin looked at his menacing expression and laughed. "Even if I told you, what would you do?"

"I would challenge her to a blood battle, if she dares accept!"

A blood battle meant a fight to the death, with no one held responsible for the outcome.

It seemed this man was here to avenge his fiancée.

Xiang Qin smiled. "I don't mean to brag, but I can take on ten of you. My companions are equally capable."

Xiang Qin looked like a little girl, even younger in the eyes of Westerners. Her arrogance made the psychics' faces darken; it was clear she was looking down on them. In their respective countries, they were revered as honored guests and had never been disrespected like this.

The minister silently sipped his tea, saying nothing. Everyone knew this visit was a farce. On the surface, they claimed to investigate illegal research, but in reality, they wanted to gauge the strength of the top psychics and assess their chances in a potential confrontation. It was a form of military competition.

The existence of the Master and the cards was real; they would eventually find out. The world had changed.

"Since you say that, we can't let this go without challenging you, can we?" another psychic stood up and said.

"You claim a deity has descended upon your country and granted you mysterious cards. Let us see them in action," other psychics also rose, filling the air with tension.

This felt like settling old and new scores together.

Xiang Qin sneered. "Fine."

Fine, they were just asking for humiliation, and she was more than happy to oblige.

Su Nai was not present but watched everything unfold on a screen in his office, then turned his attention to the Little Omniscient Eye.

In the Little Omniscient Eye, the struggle of the women in the Greedy Wolf Organization within S Country continued.

...

The sky had brightened, and the convoy successfully passed through the outer city gates, leaving the main territory of the Greedy Wolf Organization. However, the danger did not diminish.

On the road to the border, other vehicles began to appear, belonging to other organizations within S Country. S Country was divided into four factions, each claiming their own territories. A few years ago, they signed a treaty for peaceful coexistence, avoiding civil war. This treaty was ironic for the women in the country, who were treated as property, labeled and divided like livestock: yours, mine, his.

Lisa drove while glancing out the window, seeing the flags of other organizations in the distance. She could almost hear the soulful cries of the desperate women. If possible, she would rescue them all, but it was too difficult. All they could do was save themselves and those around them. Even their own survival remained uncertain.

By now, the effects of the drug should have worn off, and they still had several kilometers to reach the border.

"Everyone, speed up," the man in the lead vehicle said over the radio, laughing as he accelerated. He rammed the car blocking his way without hesitation, causing the women in the cargo area to gasp in shock but bear it silently. The cars behind followed suit, speeding up to keep pace.

"It's the Greedy Wolf Organization, what are they doing! Racing to their doom!" the driver of the hit car cursed, but dared not retaliate. This area was under the jurisdiction of the Greedy Wolf Organization, meaning any issues, such as massacres, were handled by them—a part of the peace treaty among the four factions.

Meanwhile, inside the Greedy Wolf Organization.

In the quiet Inner City, the sleeping men woke up as the drug wore off.

They stared blankly for a few seconds, then jumped up, rushing into the Pleasure Garden, Prayer Garden, and Nurture Garden, only to find all the women and children gone. They understood what had happened.

The king's face turned livid. "Call the outposts!"

His subordinate quickly replied, "No one is answering at any of the outposts."

Excellent, excellent. This plan was well-prepared. If they succeeded, how could he maintain his standing in S Country?

"Chase them immediately!"

The gates of Inner City opened, and one by one, the vehicles roared out, helicopters ascending into the sky.

"It's alright; they won't catch up with us. The boss has arranged for people to meet us outside the border. Everything is set up; once we get out, we can hide, and they won't find us." Ai Jia's calm voice soothed her anxious compatriots.

They had already witnessed the reliability of their boss and now trusted him instinctively. Besides, at this point, what choice did they have? They had taken their first steps and there was no turning back.

"Relax, our boss's plans have never failed," said the driver of the lead vehicle.

The cars sped forward, the sun shining brightly, the dawn of victory within reach.

Suddenly.

Something in the air changed dramatically.

A crack appeared in the sky ahead, green light pouring down, forming what seemed like an execution ground, as if controlled by someone.

The man who always smiled in the lead car froze, his smile fading.

Everyone's expressions froze.

For a moment, it seemed as if the world had lost its sound, and the sunlight lost its warmth. Even Su Nai, watching through the All-Knowing Eye, widened her eyes in shock.

The execution ground suddenly materialized right in front of them, and a massive monster emerged from the crack, landing within the ground. The ten-minute countdown had already begun.

This area belonged to the Greedy Wolf Organization. To prevent the emergence of an execution ground without offering sacrifices within ten minutes, leading to monsters escaping, they had established checkpoints everywhere, each holding at least fifty elderly women unable to work and children who were either disabled or sickly.

Fearing that the people in Inner City might wake up and immediately call the checkpoints to intervene, these checkpoints were neutralized last night by another group of organization members. This meant that after many years, S Country would finally face the terror of monsters again. Ironically, those who would face this terror first would be them.

They couldn't possibly cross the border within ten minutes, which meant they would directly confront the monster emerging from the execution ground.

Lisa blinked slowly, feeling a sharp pain in her heart due to overwhelming despair and anguish.

With the execution ground extinguishing the dawn of victory and pursuers behind them, leaving them no way out, she wondered why this was happening. Were they unworthy of resistance? Did they not deserve freedom? Why was fate so cruel to them? Had they committed some unforgivable sin?

...

Every day, several execution grounds appear around the world, here or there. The appearance of an execution ground in S Country was unknown and unimportant to other countries.

In the vast playground, Xiang Qin and others faced off against the psychics.

Hearing that the fiancé of the psychic who was killed was seeking revenge, Zhou Shuning eagerly joined them—she had asked Lingsu to use the Anywhere Door to bring her over. As fellow devotees of the Supreme Being, their mindsets aligned easily, building a strong friendship during this time and working together to establish an orderly organization of believers in the country.

Besides Zhou Shuning, Murong Ying and her junior were also present, along with Zhang Huailin, who had come to the capital earlier to help Xiang Qin and the others. Or rather, to contribute to their shared cause.

"You'll soon see how the ancient martial arts families decline rapidly, right before your eyes," said a minister to those around him.

These arrogant psychics were once the ancient martial arts families. How could humans possibly resist the power bestowed by the gods? Now, the ancient martial arts families either lowered themselves and submitted to the government, like the Murong family and the Wan family, or were legally punished or completely eradicated, like the Tan family and the Qin family.

Many onlookers included media reporters from both East and West, with Western media live-streaming the event.

"With our top masters here, watch how they can no longer deceive anyone."

"We must expose their lies, reveal their ambitions to control humanity through fabricated religions, and stop their dreams of dominance!"

"Exactly."

Governments of Western countries closely monitored the live stream, believing that the cards were just special effects and the Supreme Being was a myth. While the media and public could express such views freely, governments maintained a facade of respectability, needing a noble reason to act. Sending psychics already indicated their intentions, understood by all involved.

Olek impatiently stepped forward, glaring at his enemy, Zhou Shuning.

Just as Zhou Shuning was about to step forward, her brother Zhou Shujie pleaded, "Sis! Let me handle this, give me a chance!"

Zhou Shuning: "Do you want to burn him to ashes?"

"...” Zhou Shujie tilted his head 45 degrees to keep from crying. Not having a chance to prove himself was frustrating for a young man like him.

Facing Olek, the crowd grew excited, anticipating a thrilling showdown.

Olek stared intently at Zhou Shuning.

Zhou Shuning: "Your fiancée tried to seduce my soul but didn't realize I had already dedicated it to my Lord. No one can sway it except my Lord. You'd better have something new."

Olek produced a bell, shaking it. Zhou Shuning heard a distant, clear ringing.

"That bell doesn't make any sound?" Zhou Shujie wondered aloud. They heard nothing, yet his sister seemed to hear something.

"The Olek family's heirloom, the Soul Bell. It's said to extract souls from bodies. They use it to separate the souls of monsters in the execution grounds from their bodies, weakening them, allowing soldiers to attack," explained Xiang Xian.

"To try and extract a soul dedicated to the Lord? Ha, foolish dream," Xiang Qin said proudly, her head held high.

The Soul Bell of the Olek family was powerful, even capable of briefly affecting large monsters, creating opportunities for the military. Seeing Xiang Qin's confidence, the minister felt a mix of worry and amazement. These believers had an inexplicable confidence, believing that with the Supreme Being in their hearts, they were invincible, unafraid even of death.

It was madness, a group of fanatics, unsettling yet somewhat enviable. To believe so purely in a deity, moving towards His direction without distractions, must be blissful.

Indeed, Zhou Shuning was unaffected by the Soul Bell, standing tall with her arms crossed.

Olek frowned, shaking the bell harder and chanting mysterious incantations. Impossible. Although he hadn't seen a soul, his family's traditions and experience told him that living beings had souls that only dispersed minutes after death. Souls should be affected by the Soul Bell, causing disorientation and unconsciousness.

"S-Senior Sister..." Murong Ying suddenly heard her junior's weak voice.

"What is it?" Murong Ying turned, seeing her zombie junior collapse, his translucent soul flying out toward Olek.

What was that?!

Everyone saw a white shadow dart past, their eyes following it.

Her junior's soul, preserved by the Spirit Gathering Pill given by Jiang Xingzhuo, remained intact within his body. Though the pill kept his body from decaying, it had lost its ability to hold onto the soul, making it easy for the soul to fly out. Moreover, his spirit retained the appearance of his death, with a hole in his head and bloodied face.

Turning, Olek saw the ghost flying toward him, bloodied and with white eyes, exuding an eerie aura. He froze, and the ghost, drawn by the Soul Bell, flew right up to his face.

Junior Brother: "Ah... I'm sorry, the blood on my face didn't get on your face, did it?"

"Ghost... ghost..."

Seeing a ghost for the first time and having such close contact was too much of a shock. Olek's eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

The bystanders finally reacted, realizing they were seeing a ghost in broad daylight. Screams erupted one after another.

Netizens watching the live stream also screamed in front of their phones and computers, "Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Ghost!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My junior brother was originally dead. He came back to life because of a special card I drew from the Overlord. He's not a ghost, don't be afraid." Murong Ying quickly picked up his junior brother's body and pushed his soul back inside. Without anyone ringing the bell or chanting spells, the soul obediently stayed within the body. Opening his eyes, Murong Ying led him out again by the hand.

Junior Brother, feeling down: "Senior Sister, I looked so ugly just now..."

"No, where was it ugly?"

"I saw myself through that person's eyes—covered in blood with white pupils. It was terrifying. Did... did you get scared?" He stared at their joined hands, his own cold against her warm ones.

"Is your senior sister someone who gets scared easily? Don't be afraid. You are a gift from the Lord, the best gift. I will always cherish you." Murong Ying said gently, holding his icy hand tighter. She felt a pang of tenderness, remembering how he had carried her out of the courtyard and died because of Wan Rong. No one in this world could be more sincere and devoted to her than he was.

Thank you, Lord, for Your gentle love, which illuminates my world, filling it with hope and love.

Junior Brother, slightly embarrassed, followed her with his stiff, zombie-like steps.

"... Looks like there's no chance for me to show off." Zhou Shuning looked at the unconscious Olek, speechless. What happened to the spirit medium? Fainting at the sight of a ghost?

The venue fell silent, and the live stream comments disappeared. After a moment, the excitement resumed, igniting countless desires. Dead people could come back to life! Even if it was in this form, many would still want it! Cards! Cards!! Cards!!!

Meanwhile, in Western countries, both governments and citizens continued to resist.

"This is impossible. It must be some trick, probably a projection from somewhere!"

The other frightened spirit mediums thought the same. After dragging the unconscious Olek away, another stepped forward.

But these opponents were too weak. How could human power compete with divine power? Xiang Qin found it boring to fight them one-on-one, wasting time and lowering her dignity.

So she stepped forward.

"Kid, you're next." The man was a burly middle-aged man, two meters tall. Xiang Qin looked like a child next to him.

Xiang Qin blinked and smiled innocently yet mischievously. "Borrow your shadows for a moment."

In an instant, all the shadows around them moved across the ground toward her. People looked down in panic, only to find their shadows gone. If the ice could be faked, and the ancient martial arts secrets explained the earlier ghost as a projection, what about now? How could this be explained? In broad daylight, under the bright sun, the shadows were gone!

The shadows gathered at Xiang Qin's feet, growing larger and darker. They swelled up from the ground, forming a dark humanoid figure towering over the foreign media personnel.

The reporter's expression froze, his pupils trembling. His microphone dropped to the ground, and he sat down, stunned.

Could it be real?

People watching the live stream also recoiled in disbelief.

...

At this moment, the entire world was in turmoil, including S Country.

S Country wasn't shaken by the live stream; they had long been cut off from other countries. The current unrest was due to the slaughterhouse.

The countdown at the slaughterhouse was almost over, and other organizations finally noticed something was wrong with the Greedy Wolf Kingdom. They hadn't sent their offerings yet. If the monster emerged, everyone would suffer.

"What's going on? What are the Greedy Wolves doing?"

"Could everyone be dead?!"

"What will happen when such a huge monster comes out?"

They climbed to high places, taking out binoculars to look at the sky, extremely uneasy.

Not just the other three organizations, but even the Greedy Wolf Kingdom itself was terrified. Their bases had been destroyed, leaving no one to deliver the offerings in time.

Three minutes left on the countdown.

Two minutes left.

One minute left.

Countdown ended.

The slaughterhouse vanished, and the monster bent its long legs, landing steadily. The ground shook like an earthquake, and sturdy trees swayed like fragile saplings.

Descending from the sky, people on the ground finally saw its appearance. Everyone felt a chill. This monster was a humanoid creature.

Humanoid monsters resemble humans with slender limbs and stand somewhat like humans. These types of monsters are the most terrifying, agile and intelligent, far surpassing other beast-like creatures. Humans once tried to communicate with them. At that time, the humanoid monster seemed willing to listen and engage, but after humans approached, its eyes flashed with cruel malice, and it went on a killing spree.

It killed not just for food but for pleasure.

Humanoid monsters are not only stronger in every aspect but also more evil, enjoying the act of killing.

This monster now crouched before them, its frog-like head with a single eye staring at the convoy.

The convoy had been speeding half a minute ago, hoping for a sliver of luck, but luck did not favor them.

The lead driver, looking at the monster mere inches away, could no longer smile, feeling the monster's gaze on him, drenched in cold sweat. "Boss, what should we do now? Help... help..."

His boss's gentle voice came through the earpiece: "There's only one way now. Get out of the car and run in different directions. If we're lucky, those women might keep the monster occupied, ignoring you."

"If we're unlucky..."

"If we're unlucky, one of you will be the unlucky one to draw its attention. But that's better than all of us dying together."

He could no longer think and could only follow the boss's instructions. Picking up the walkie-talkie, he relayed the order to his brothers behind him. Soon, they pushed open the car doors and sprinted away.

In an instant, the monster moved. Its speed was incredible; in the blink of an eye, it had caught all of them. The terrifying large eye stared at the people in its grasp, slightly narrowing as if immensely pleased.

Those who were caught were utterly terrified. They were notorious criminals with countless crimes to their names, yet now they were crying in fear.

"Boss! Boss! Help! Help!" Seeing the gaping mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth, they screamed in terror.

In their earpieces, the boss's voice remained gentle, "Oh, it seems our time has come. Goodbye, everyone."

At that moment, a flash of realization crossed their minds. They remembered how, after leaving the outer city gate, the boss had instructed them to maintain a steady speed rather than race at full throttle. If they had fled at breakneck speed then, they wouldn't have ended up in this slaughterhouse.

Moreover, the boss's plans often coincided with the appearance of the slaughterhouse on days when the government was too busy to deal with criminals, as if he already knew where and when the slaughterhouse would appear...

"Are you... deliberately..."

But it was too late. They were thrown into the monster's mouth.

The monster chewed, effortlessly crushing bones, and blood dripped from its lips. It happily extended its tongue to lick the crimson liquid.

Lisa still sat in the driver's seat, her head tilted back, staring at the scene before her, feeling icy cold, as if she had fallen into hell.

She unconsciously reached for her chest, touching something hard, which brought a moment of clarity. With trembling fingers, she pulled out a card from her shirt pocket. The golden card depicted a sword entwined with vines, looking both beautiful and majestic.

Why did this card suddenly appear in her room? If what she heard was true, how did one use the card?

As she pondered, the card transformed into light, slowly forming a sword before her eyes.

It was the ancient divine sword that the government and various factions had been desperately seeking.

This sword exuded a powerful aura that captivated the soul. Just by looking at it, one could tell it was extraordinary. Lisa was stunned, but after a few seconds, she slowly extended her hand and grasped the hilt.

Instantly, a spiritual presence flowed through her hand into her mind. She saw the sword split mountains and reverse the heavens, cutting down all obstacles with overwhelming force...

She stood there, dazed, and a voice in her mind confirmed: This was a divine revelation; she had been chosen by the gods.

The car door opened.

Lisa stepped out.

"Lisa..." Her frozen companion in the front car managed to utter a weak sound as she got out.

Holding the sword, Lisa breathed heavily, staring at the monster, which also looked back at her.

Su Nai straightened up, zooming in on the image and focusing on the sword.

The ancient divine sword! That SSR card, which they had searched tirelessly for, had somehow ended up in S Country and in the hands of this woman? Why?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he seized it.

There had always been a question that puzzled everyone, including himself—why did the Sovereign, a god, require human money as payment for card draws? Money was something only humans needed; with such divine power, she could create any amount she wanted. So why take it from humans?

They were confused but dared not ask, knowing that money was something they could afford. If the Sovereign demanded something else, they might not be able to pay.

But at that moment, Su Nai had an answer. Though just a guess, his intuition told him it was correct!

This almost certain guess made his heart race, and he stood up, reaching out to grab the small All-Knowing Eye, which turned into smoke and became a card in his hand. He quickly left the office with the card.

Western media, whose worldview had crumbled, were about to disperse along with the stunned psychics, but were urgently called back and asked to restart their live broadcasts.

Similarly, stunned Western governments and citizens watched as the news broadcast flickered back to life.

On this side of the country, the live stream also resumed, showing scenes from another country. A clear, cold voice narrated, "What you are seeing is a card-based broadcast of events in S Country. Around 2 AM last night, a rebellion broke out within the Greedy Wolf Organization, with women attempting to escape S Country. At 10 AM, the slaughterhouse appeared before them. You are now watching Lisa, the sister of the queen and concubine of the king of the Greedy Wolf Kingdom, holding the ancient divine sword from the Sovereign's card pool, an SSR-level artifact..."

With this narration, viewers understood the situation in the current scene.

...

Lisa held the sword, staring at the monster, which also looked back at her.

Then, the monster seemed to grin evilly and stretched out its terrifying hand toward her.

Lisa swung the sword fiercely, releasing a sharp wind-like blade that struck the monster's hand.

Green, viscous blood spurted out, splattering on Lisa's face, making her shiver.

Lisa didn't know how to wield a sword; her stance was stiff and incorrect, and her sword strikes were weak, barely enough to cut off a few of the monster's fingers.

"Roar!" It bellowed in pain and rage. Its other hand descended from above, flipping a truck and grabbing Lisa.

Lisa screamed, closing her eyes and wildly swinging the sword.

The sword's energy danced, striking the monster's body, face, mouth, and eyes, each blow causing deep but non-fatal wounds, even injuring its eyes. The monster, frightened, released her, and Lisa fell from the sky, landing with a thud. By sheer luck, she held the sword tightly, which pierced the monster's calf as she fell, reducing her impact. However, the monster started running, flinging Lisa several meters away, where she rolled several times before losing consciousness.

Time passed, and the ground's vibrations gradually faded away.

Lisa slowly regained consciousness, her body bruised and battered. Without these injuries and pain, she would hardly believe what had happened. Holding the sword, she felt elated.

The gods had descended upon this hopeless world! They had given her this card and this power!

Gripping the sword, she limped toward the road, laughing and crying, eager to share the good news with her sister and everyone else.

When she returned to the road, her smile froze.

Everyone had been dragged out of their cars, surrounded by strong, ugly men. The brief glimmer of hope in their eyes had vanished, replaced by deeper despair and numbness.

The king grabbed her sister's hair, greedily eyeing the sword in her hand.

"Lisa, give me the sword in your hand."

But her sister spoke up: "Lisa! Kill him! Kill me! Quickly!"

"Sister..." Lisa was stunned. She had never seen her sister so agitated.

"Smack!" The king slapped her hard. "Shut up! Bitch!"

Blood trickled from the corner of her sister's mouth, but she immediately turned her head and screamed at Lisa even more hysterically: "Do it! Kill him, I don't want to live either! Do it now!"

Her husband, enraged and confused, grabbed her by the neck. "What do you have against me that you would want to die with me and our child? I told you, this one won't go to the slaughterhouse; he will be the next king. What else do you want?"

His wife glared at him with even more venomous eyes. Most of the women present understood her feelings. Did they think she was angry about the children sent to the slaughterhouse? No, she hated this man, and even the child in her womb was an object of her hatred.

Men viewed pregnancy and childbirth as simple as a hen laying eggs, unaware of the irreversible damage childbirth inflicted on a woman's body. Swollen and cramping legs during pregnancy, restless nights, and postpartum stretch marks and back pain were just the tip of the iceberg. There were many other hidden issues like incontinence, which men never considered.

If a child was conceived out of love or willingly, the joy might outweigh these costs. But even in peaceful times, some women, after enduring the pain of childbirth, could not bear to see their child. For those forced to bear children continuously, the physical and emotional pain was a double torment, making it impossible for them to feel any affection for their offspring.

The men, however, did not understand. They seemed equally dissatisfied, glaring at their wives. "Still trying to escape? All we ask is for you to bear a few children. You do nothing all day but wait for meals. What else do you want?!"

"Do it, go!" Her sister, being strangled, stared at her, mouthing the words firmly.

Lisa was shaken by her gaze and involuntarily raised the sword.

The men recoiled, having witnessed the sword's power from a distance.

"You dare! This is your only family." The king pulled his wife in front of him as a shield.

Tears welled up in Lisa's eyes. At that moment, a sniper hiding in the shadows fired a bullet.

"No!" her sister cried.

Lisa was hit in the shoulder, and her left hand loosened.

Another bullet struck her other shoulder.

She lost her grip on the sword, which fell to the ground. Lisa collapsed too.

Her sister closed her eyes in despair.

The king laughed and whispered menacingly into her ear, "Rest assured, I'll keep you and everyone alive until we've drained every last drop of your marrow. Hahaha..."

Her eyes bled tears as she glared at the despicable man. If there were devils in this world, she would pay any price, even bear a devil's child, if it meant killing all these men! She had resigned herself to her fate, but the shattered hope ignited her resolve.

This struggle was a farce, even the rebels had fallen.

The women were loaded back onto the trucks. Some who tried to run were dragged back. Lisa, in tears, was dragged by her hair by the king. He gazed at the sword in amazement, and Lisa looked at it too.

Why? Why did things turn out this way? God had given her such a weapon, yet they still ended up in this tragic situation. No, no...

With her weak hands, Lisa struggled to grab at the grass, but it was futile.

Lord, Lord! Help us, please, I'll pay any price, please...

Her hands moved from the grass onto the asphalt, finding no more grass to grasp. She was lifted up, and the open truck door loomed like a monstrous mouth ready to swallow her.

Suddenly, an eerie feeling enveloped everyone.

All movements froze, and their hair stood on end.

A shadow cloaked in black appeared silently by the roadside.

"I heard the voice of desire and came in response," said a gentle yet authoritative voice, audible to everyone despite its softness.

"Someone's core card appeared in my pool. Would you like to draw?" Jiang Xingzhuo smiled at everyone present.