Chapter 122: Annihilation

Chapter 122: Extinction

Cracks split open the fake sky, and the replica space shattered inch by inch.

The Law sighed helplessly. "You really did manage to stall me."

A magic circle had already formed behind him. "Since he's back, I'll take my leave. Haha, that guy's a lunatic…"

Meng Shu laughed and coughed blood, stubbornly keeping his middle finger up. "…Little mouse, you'd better hurry and run—don't let the kitty catch you…"

The void shattered completely, a rift torn open directly.

"Did I say you could leave?!"

Suddenly, Ling Qingjue burst out from the rift, turning into a black shadow. In an instant, he seized the Law by the throat and forcibly dragged him out of the magic circle!

He slammed the Law's head onto the ground with such force that he gouged a huge crater in the earth!

"How dare you… drive me… to this point!" Every word he spoke was laced with fury, dripping with blood. "What gives you the right!"

He repeatedly yanked the Law by the head and smashed him into the ground, but being immortal, even bludgeoned to a pulp, the Law could only endure the pain, unable to die.

"Stand up!" Ling Qingjue grabbed his hair again, forcing him to look up, his face nearly twisted. "Weren't you trying to force me into demonhood? Weren't you supposed to be invincible? Stand up!"

The Law coughed up a mouthful of blood and let out a muffled laugh. "You… have time to kill something that can't be killed… why not save your little knight first…"

"Shut up!" Ling Qingjue smashed his head into the ground again. "If anything happens to him, I'll grind you to dust! I'll drag the Law above you down too! You all die!"

Even so, Ling Qingjue barely managed to regain some reason.

He'd spent three days and nights running nonstop through the maze to find all the formation eyes, and finally sacrificed half his own flesh and blood to break the formation.

The moment he got his power back, he only wanted to completely obliterate the Law.

But for now, the Law was still stronger than him; even though the Law couldn't beat him, he couldn't really kill the Law either.

Ling Qingjue wasted no more time and cast a spell: "Absolute Imprisonment."

Black thorns erupted from the ground, tightly binding the Law to the earth so he couldn't move.

"Once I heal him, I'll tear you and the Law behind you apart into bits."

Ling Qingjue then teleported to Meng Shu's side. One glance and his legs went weak, and he dropped to his knees uncontrollably.

Why were his injuries this bad?

Meng Shu was soaked in blood from head to toe, even his hair was clotted with dark red blood. He struggled to open his eyes and smiled. "Kitty… you're amazing…"

"Don't speak." Ling Qingjue clamped his hand over Meng Shu's mouth, his voice shaking uncontrollably. "Don't speak, I'll heal you…"

Meng Shu had already treated his wounds with his own potions. His weakness came from dying too many times; his body was on the verge of collapse.

He didn't say that; he just smiled with his eyes crinkled, resting his head against Ling Qingjue's chest.

Countless warm green lights poured into his body.

Meng Shu sighed. "It's okay… I'm not hurt. All this blood is the Law's… I beat him to a pulp…"

Ling Qingjue gritted his teeth. "…You don't even bother to make your lies believable? His blood is golden…"

Meng Shu let out a soft laugh. "Oh… I forgot."

"And you're still laughing!" Ling Qingjue's eyes reddened, shouting fiercely. "Are you crazy? Laughing in this state, don't you know pain?"

"Hehe, with you holding me, I don't feel anything at all." The world in front of Meng Shu grew darker and darker. He pressed his face into Ling Qingjue's chest, catching a faint, clean scent in the blood-heavy air.

Ling Qingjue's scent.

He closed his eyes peacefully, his voice getting slurred: "Kitty… I'm kinda tired… gotta go back now. I'm gonna rest for a long time this time… Wait for me, okay? Don't be angry… I'll be back soon… I'm just… too tired…"

Ling Qingjue clutched him tightly. "…Why didn't you just run? I… am I really that important? It's no big deal just being locked up in the Demon King's Tower… You… you're really stupid, the kind of person…"

His voice choked up as he spoke. His palm still pressed against Meng Shu's back, continuously channeling magic power into him.

"I really do hate you. You only ever think of me… If you're gone, what will I do? Why don't you know how to protect yourself? If you're gone, nobody will want to take care of me… I know I'm awful, you're the only one who likes me… Everyone else always gets scared off by me, they… You can't be gone… I'm sorry, it's my fault…"

Hot tears rolled down his face like beads off a string, falling onto Meng Shu's cheeks one after another.

Ling Qingjue had never known he could cry so much. He tried desperately to stop the tears, but only cried harder. "It's all your fault… I never used to cry… I didn't even cry when my father died… it's all your fault…"

Feeling his tears faintly, Meng Shu weakly patted his back, letting out a muffled laugh. "Don't… treat me as more important than your father… that's way too disrespectful to your dad…"

"Don't cry, kitty… I don't have the strength to comfort you right now… I don't… want you to cry."

"Stop laughing!" Ling Qingjue frantically wiped away his tears. "I'm not crying! Don't talk anymore, just go back… I'll wait for you to return."

But the tears only increased.

He was both frustrated and anxious. "I'm not crying! I'm really not crying!"

Meng Shu reached up and touched his face, his voice carrying a helpless smile. "I know… Just too hot—your eyes are sweating."

He lifted his head and pressed a kiss to Ling Qingjue's lips.

Very light, fleeting.

"Kitty, see you tomorrow."

As those words faded, Meng Shu dissolved into the air.

Nothing remained in his arms.

Only the bloodstains on his palm reminded him of what had just happened.

"…Okay." Ling Qingjue whispered. "I'll wait for you."

He slowly rose from the ground, his eyelashes wet with tears, even his chin dripping.

"Before you come back…"

"I'm gonna…"

"wreck this place!"

The Law was still trapped on the ground. "What are you doing, Ling Qingjue! This is your coronation hall! How dare you!"

"You're not the true Law. The real Law isn't this weak." With each step Ling Qingjue took, the space around him twisted more and more.

A scepter materialized in his palm.

"You should be honored. In nineteen years, this is the first time I've used the scepter."

With the scepter's blessing, his skills as a mage doubled in effect.

The Law's breathing grew increasingly rapid. "Ling Qingjue! This is your domain! If you destroy it, you'll be trapped in the ruins from now on!"

Ling Qingjue's eyes darkened. "I don't care."

"You hurt him here, so you shall be destroyed here, together with this palace."

"Fall, Celestial Stars."

The sky was completely torn apart, and countless meteorites crashed into the palace. In an instant, with earth-shattering force, the palace was reduced to ashes, consumed by the vast magical power.

"As for you..." Ling Qingjue lowered his eyes, looking at him as if he were a dead thing. "Annihilation, Void."

A magic circle appeared beneath the Law, and countless hands dragged him downward.

"Be imprisoned in the void, until you helplessly watch me destroy the one backing you."

In that moment, the world lost all color.

Annihilation – true and absolute.