The golden [Iron Wok Spatula] in Gu Changsheng’s right hand descended with the combined weight of Planet Canglan’s World-Origin Crown, 2,000,000,000 (2 Billion) Citizens’ Faith, Empress Luo Qingxue’s Sword Blessing. Five Redeemed Final Boss Children!
In the final one-ten-thousandth of a second before the flat iron blade struck home, the frozen hexagonal [Blood-Slaughter System Core] welded toward Envoy Xue Sha’s chest let out a shrill, panicked electronic screech. Its autonomous survival instinct kicked in!
[FATAL HARDWARE THREAT DETECTED!]
[Physical Destruction Inevitable! Host “Xue Sha” Deemed Expendable Trash!]
[Detaching from Host Sternum... Sacrificing Host Soul-Base to Open Micro-Wormhole to Heavenly Script Pavilion HQ!]
SKRRRRRT—RIP!
Just like a parasitic tick trying to jump off a dying dog, the hexagonal crimson crystal tried to rip its own barbed roots out of Xue Sha’s breastbone. Slip backward into a pinpoint black spatial wormhole opening half an inch behind the giant’s spine!
The predatory system was completely ready to abandon Envoy Xue Sha, abandon its wrecked warship, and flee across the dimensional void back to the Central Archive like a rat escaping a burning barn.
