Chapter 432: Division

As a close-combat transcendent, Bai Ma Mu Bei's fist techniques were robust and unadorned, pure in precision, speed, and relentless continuity.

But the Flying Hong Witch's moves were far richer—Yin-Yang complementing Bagua Palm, fierce and thunderous Bajiquan, plus proficiency in Wing Chun, Tai Chi, and wrestling.

She fully leveraged her spellcaster advantages, continuously releasing low- and mid-tier instant spells without incantation to disrupt her opponent.

For instance, using 【Mage Hand】 to grope the groin, 【Darkness】 to blind with shadow, 【Hoarfrost Bind】 to freeze the soles.

Occasionally, mouths would sprout from her body, chanting incantations to unleash powerful spells like 【Fireball】.

The entire battle was dazzling and thrilling, stirring the heart with excitement.

Gray Rain longed to pull two buckets of popcorn and ice-cold cola from his 3D storage, sit on a beach chair, and shout, "I love watching women fight!"

Unfortunately, as time passed, the living players—who had already endured relentless battles, had no time to rest, and were in poor condition—were gradually overwhelmed; even those stitched corpses could automatically pull healing potions and mana potions from their inventory and drink them!

Far smarter and more intelligent than automated bot farms in online games or Elo bots injected into ranked matches.

"As I said, you have nowhere to run."

The Card King sneered sinisterly, then suddenly noticed something—he twisted his waist sharply, spun around, and his playing cards fused into a long dragon, unleashing purple energy toward the empty air behind him.

Binary Tree's form flickered into view, his entire body transformed into green data, his eyes hollow and void, his hair turned into slender optical fibers that floated lightly, stretching all the way to the ceiling.

In his hand, he held a black television or air conditioner remote.

Hum—

The digitized Binary Tree split cleanly along his midline, effortlessly dodging the card slash, then remerged, looking down coldly at the Card King: "I really must control you."

The next second, he slammed the remote button—buildings on both sides of the street abruptly shifted, thousands of tons of concrete closing in on the Card King.

The Card King leapt away, but the ceiling suddenly crashed down with four square stone pillars, forcing him to retreat further.

Everything along the commercial street—power cables, natural gas pipes, propane tanks, construction debris—was all controlled by Binary Tree, transforming into a raging tidal wave that relentlessly pursued the Card King.

This technique is called 【Cybermancy: Cybernetics】, allowing the user to turn the surrounding environment into a cyber-space, freely controlling and rewriting objects within it, maximizing the Whale Song player's advantages.

"Fixed."

At the battlefield's edge, Li Cheng exhaled, brushed dirt off the skull fragments, and reattached the cranium to Red Spider's head.

Human brain tissue is about one-tenth as hard as polystyrene foam and one-thousandth as elastic as rubber; normally, it's protected entirely by the dura mater, arachnoid mater, pia mater, and cerebrospinal fluid.

Even for a mid- to high-tier player like Red Spider, the brain itself remains fragile without special defenses.

Li Cheng and Gray Rain had dug on the ground for ages, recovering only about 88% of the brain, clumsily pouring it back into the skull, relying on the Doll Assembly upgrade effect to forcibly reassemble the mashed-brain pudding.

Finally, he took the miniature life potion thrown by Blood Xue Shi Paoxiao and poured it into Red Spider's mouth.

This makeshift repair was far from a perfect resurrection.

Red Spider convulsed violently, foaming at the mouth, and after much effort, opened his eyes—one pupil focused normally, the other turned outward.

Left eye on guard, right eye on watch.

"Hey? Can you hear me?"

Li Cheng shouted loudly, holding up three fingers before Red Spider's face: "How many?"

"One? Five!"

Red Spider, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, suddenly screamed, snatched up a rotary machine gun, and began firing wildly at the battlefield.

Uh—his fingers weren't even on the trigger; he was just mimicking the "tutututu" sound of gunfire with his mouth.

Forget it, just rest.

Li Cheng helplessly pulled out a USB drive with DiskGenius software, plugged it into Red Spider's nape, forcibly knocked him down, and let the software slowly scan and repair the brain's bad sectors.

Meanwhile, at the battlefield's center, the Noise Warrior's electric guitar solo reached its climax—rolling waves of sound continuously bestowed buffs on his side while disrupting the living players.

Bai Ma Mu Bei had just smashed Flying Hong Witch's head into the ground, ready to deliver the finishing blow, when two stitched corpses blocked him.

Blood Xue Shi Paoxiao's Infinite Justice Gundam had its joints heavily targeted, gushing oil uncontrollably.

Even Binary Tree, with his data domain activated, could never catch the slippery Card King, watching his mana drain steadily. 'Only I can act now.' Li Cheng assessed the battlefield and silently drew his Taiyi Blade.

'Only I can act now.'

Unexpectedly, the Bell Tower Mage Nicolas sighed, and before Li Cheng could move, drove his staff straight into his own abdomen.

Blood gushed forth; Nicolas turned deathly pale, his lips flapping rapidly as he chanted an arcane, tongue-twisting incantation.

【Skill Name: Dirge of Withering Death】

【Type: Spirit Energy】

【Effect: Desiccation Death Spell. After chanting, creates a spherical space with a 20-meter radius that rapidly extracts moisture from all living beings within. The sphere lasts up to one minute and can be moved at the caster's will. Extraction and movement speed depend on the caster's Perception, Intelligence, and Agility.】

【Cost: 800 Spirit Points】

【Cooldown: 5 hours】

【Requirement: Level 25 or higher, Arcane Mastery at Master level】

【Note: Three days have already hung in the sky; the myriad Trisolarans must endure.】

【Note: Dry out! Dry out!】

This 【Dirge of Withering Death】 is a Perfect-tier skill, consuming a terrifying 800 Spirit Points—even Nicolas had to pierce his stomach with his staff to overdraw his mana to cast it.

And its final effect was equally devastating.

Wherever the invisible spherical space passed, the stitched corpses' skin pores continuously oozed plasma, interstitial fluid, lymph, aqueous humor from their eyeballs, synovial fluid from joints, and cerebrospinal fluid.

Vast amounts of blood swirled in the air; except for a few stitched corpses wearing anti-magic gear, all others withered into desiccated husks and collapsed.

Binary Tree seized the moment, summoned a tidal wave of data, and hurled the Card King—who had lost his spatial teleportation ability—into the air.

Just as the Card King was about to be completely drained of moisture, reduced to a mummy, a small figure dashed from the end of the passage.

It was a baby dressed in a crisp suit, porcelain-pink, covered in fine down, yet his face bore an ancient, weary expression.

It was the anomalous entity that had appeared in the video recording at the dungeon entrance—the one capable of absorbing energy.

The suit-clad baby gripped the Card King's collar with his left hand and pressed his right palm against the invisible sphere.

Without any further motion, the Dirge of Withering Death barrier—still meant to last over twenty seconds—was forcibly dispelled.

Splash—

A massive blood ball landed on the ground, splattering blood in all directions, the stench overwhelming.

The suit-wearing infant, moving faster than the white horse tombstone, dragged the Card King into a flash dodge, avoiding the flying blood.

Then it turned around, as if oblivious to the solemn gazes of the living players, and said in a mature, weathered man's voice, "So, you killed my brother A?"

The living players fell silent for a moment, then Li Cheng raised his hand, "We didn't kill him. We just had a chat, talked about his future life plan. He was immensely grateful and left on his own, saying he wanted to start a brand-new life."

You know, college entrance exam scores are coming out soon. The exam isn't the whole of life—you can still go to Zhejiang University, Shanghai Jiao Tong University, or Fudan even if you don't get into Tsinghua or Peking."

No matter how brutal a boss looks in the arena, if you can communicate with it, that's a good thing.

Li Cheng made up nonsense, listing every university in the country, even mentioning senior university and Harbin Buddhist College, buying time for his companions to recover their physical strength and spiritual energy.

The suit-wearing infant shook its head and interrupted, "Full of nonsense. If you could communicate with A, I'd write my name E backward."

E backward is still E. I actually know a friend named Wang Zhongtian.

"Doesn't matter. You killed A—perfect, one less person to split the 【Cha Yu Ji】 with."

Before the words had fully left its mouth, the suit-wearing infant vanished from its spot.

The binary tree floating in midair blinked—its neck was suddenly gripped by the infant's palm, and its player panel's spiritual energy plummeted like water from a burst dam.

(End of Chapter)