Chapter 466: Aerial Silent Drama

Heavenly Dome City is moving farther away from them.

Xie Jingyan had never seen the other side of Heavenly Dome City from this angle; she lives on Heavenly Dome City, so she never needed to look up at it from below.

But this time, she saw it clearly.

That so‑called "Dome" is merely built against a mountain, still unable to break away from this wretched world.

The wind is blasting into her ears, Xie Jingyan's hair flies upward in the gust, her violet long hair being tugged so hard it hurts.

Damn!

Sha Yu Feng shouted angrily; unlike Xie Jingyan, he didn't see the receding Heavenly Dome City but the ground drawing ever closer to them.

He already knew that working as someone's bodyguard was bound to bring trouble!

Because they were falling, his voice could hardly reach the other two.

Die Yuzhe's mechanical peacock butterfly saved his own life, but watching the two plummeting rapidly, he was also at a loss.

The butterfly was a gift from the boss, because Die Yuzhe wasn't good at melee or physical work, so the boss made him this peacock butterfly.

But the butterfly could at most bear the weight of two people; with three, its wings simply couldn't hold.

Even so, Die Yuzhe still latched it to his wrist and surged toward the two below.

In fact, taking out Sha Yu Feng here wouldn't have been impossible...

Die Yuzhe's eyes darkened for a moment; it was a surprise from the start that he stayed, and for a long time Die Yuzhe had been quite displeased with this guy.

Crude and reckless, he had no sense of subordination toward his superior.

Only Sha Yu Feng had made contact with the Dome's people, and he happened to need that connection.

"Actually... death is also a kind of release..."

Just as Xie Jingyan was about to close her eyes, someone grabbed her wrist; as she lifted her head, Die Yuzhe's hair slapped her.

Damn, why does a grown man keep long hair?

That hair snapped Xie Jingyan awake; after Die Yuzhe seized her, he theatrically kept moving toward Sha Yu Feng.

But it seemed his speed had maxed out; no matter what, he couldn't catch Sha Yu Feng.

Xie Jingyan looked down; beneath Heavenly Dome City lay a forest of Aberrant Species with low Mutation Values, many of whose fruits were even edible.

She summoned the energy within her; although Xie Jingnian had long forbidden her to use this power, he wasn't here, so what does it matter if she does?

The aberrant flora below quietly changed.

The trees seemed to grow taller in an instant, but to the falling few, there was no real difference.

Perhaps Xie Jingyan, fed up watching Die Yuzhe fumble for Sha Yu Feng, saw a vine coil around Sha Yu Feng's waist, slowing his frantic fall.

Die Yuzhe:!!!

He seemed to hear the sound of electricity...

Die Yuzhe slowly raised his head, feeling his body become suddenly rigid.

He saw his mechanical peacock butterfly, which had followed him for years; its once dazzling wings now emitted a strained sound.

The three fell together.

"Lucky" is that the branches formed a makeshift net that caught them.

Xie Jingyan's body bounced a few times among the branches; her arm was slashed open, her leg scraped, and her back struck a thicker trunk.

She was tossed up, then fell again, landing on a pile of dead leaves and soil.

From that sky‑high altitude, after a bout of "Aerial Silent Drama," they finally survived to reach the ground.

A muffled groan came from beside them as Die Yuzhe crawled out of the branches; his condition was no better than Xie Jingyan's—his clothes torn in several places, a slash on his face, blood staining the collar of his white shirt, spreading into dark‑red blossoms.

His mechanical peacock butterfly slowly settled atop his head, the Rune circuitry on its wings emitting a faint violet glow in the dark, looking shattered and forlorn.

His butterfly!

Sha Yu Feng fell the farthest; from where he landed to Xie Jingyan and Die Yuzhe's positions was roughly dozens of meters.

He was the first of the three to stand, not because he was least injured, but because he was accustomed.

Unlike the greenhouse roses or some frail illusionist, he had crawled out of harsher conditions; these scratches were merely a warm‑up for him.

He simply drew his twin pistols from his waist, checked the magazines, confirmed they were fine, then walked toward Xie Jingyan and Die Yuzhe.

"Looks like we're all still alive," Sha Yu Feng sneered, not caring whether Die Yuzhe had actually tried to save him, but in the end they all survived.

Xie Jingyan turned her head to glance at him; her violet hair lay scattered, the hair tie seemed cut, and the ends were caked with dirt and dead leaves.

The overly long hair became a burden in this situation.

"Alive," she said, pushing off the ground to finally stand, her legs a bit weak.

Xie Jingyan brushed the hair in front of her to her ears, drew the two short blades from her waist, and only then did Die Yuzhe reluctantly retrieve his butterfly.

"So, where are we now?"

Following his words, Xie Jingyan looked around; the trunks were so thick that several people could not encircle them, the bark was gray‑black, studded with bumps and growths.

Between these excessively massive trunks, something seemed to be moving.

And moreover, the trunks were absurdly thick.

"I tell you, miss, you guys still consider feng shui when picking a site for the Dome?"

Sha Yu Feng sneered; these trees were clearly aberrant flora, but such towering density was far beyond the range of low‑hazard aberrants.

Sha Yu Feng placed his finger on the trigger, squinting as his eyes swept over the dark‑red glints hidden in the shadows behind the trees.

He counted up to a few dozen and stopped, because there were too many, more than he wanted to count.

Xie Jingyan held the short blades, subtly adopting a stance that protected Die Yuzhe in the middle.

Her breathing was heavy, her chest rising dramatically; the earlier impact had left her body somewhat compromised, needing time to recover.

She crossed the twin blades before her, edges outward, the Runes on the blades lighting up, warming slightly in her palm.

Behind the three, something poked its head out from behind a trunk.

It is neither human nor animal, but something somewhere between the two, indescribable.

Its mouth is horizontal, split from the left ear to the right ear, with the corners turned up in an exaggerated arc, as if it were smiling.

It slowly emerged from behind the tree trunk, its back arched, like a big cat preparing to pounce.