[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-three-towers-game":3,"chapter-three-towers-game-three-towers-game-chapter-943":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Three Towers Game",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1097930,1431,"Chapter 943 285: Battle with Sagittarius (Part 3)","three-towers-game-chapter-943",943,"\u003Cp>A strange storm, unreasonable, rushed into the palace. That enormous church, appearing in Wen Xishu's eyes, started to distort and deform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a hot summer, with the scene before his eyes separated by a layer of mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu only felt that the old headmaster seemed to have done nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man had just swung his fist a moment ago, and the next second, everyone's attention turned to the church. When they refocused their attention...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu discovered that the old headmaster's aura seemed never to have fluctuated at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And everything in the church began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The membranes of the angels' wings began to fade, turning back into a plaster texture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The huge evil creatures lurking in the church no longer exposed those organs dripping with viscous liquid, because those organs—had already vanished with the mysterious storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silent and invisible fist of destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu was stunned. A monster at least Black House level couldn't even serve as a warm-up for the old headmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This punch, like a gentle breeze, was clearly a punch of destruction, yet no power could be felt from it; it was absolute technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strike capable of killing a powerful monster, yet it didn't even damage a statue in the church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu had the Scorpion Knife, and what he saw was pure physical damage, which is white damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This punch contained no complex power whatsoever. It was pure fist wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xun Hui imagined many scenarios.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punch to shatter the church, one punch to cause a landslide, one punch to divide heaven and earth...all seemed reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was his first time seeing such a fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, he understood that the old man's technique could be so powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, I really like watching the sunrise in the hotel's courtyard here, especially in those with a pool, playing in the water with a girl from Bono. It's really comforting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hope that girl is Evelyn. Of course...she's not one of us Isaac People.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Albert's tone was full of nostalgia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't care much about the juniors' shock at his strength, because this was just the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the bonfire was lit, a small episode occurred. In fact, on the seventieth floor, it was already hard to find a place to set up a campfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it wasn't really an episode, just as expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the group entered the church, Albert looked at the ornate windows and carved walls, memories washing over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nostalgia for the past is meaningless, especially in the eyes of an old man who for years self-suggested that the future should be seized, treating nostalgia as a waste of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Albert still couldn't help doing so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it's too familiar, this city is too familiar to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He once, in this church, when sunlight shone through the stained glass windows, illuminating the great and holy classical paintings, lifted a girl's skirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was such a rogue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could still recall that girl's slight anger, tinged with some resentment and shy annoyance:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Albert! You...you naughty boy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Albert couldn't help but laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being called a naughty boy, how old was he at that time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was because of his punch, calm amidst storms, serene in the breeze. Or maybe this ninety-year-old man was taking a short rest in the gentleness of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the Black House in the church being dead should make other monsters vigilant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because Albert had long reached a state of mastery, and Wen Xishu, Nissen, and Yue Yun appeared so weak...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some point, the walls in the church began to seep blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eerie red gradually enveloped the church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xun Hui immediately became alert:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A strong enemy is coming!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Albert nodded:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a bother, my weakest point is probably my ability to resist spiritual invasion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Albert's memories, those scenes that should have been beautiful began to slowly turn red as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could accept them being black and white, but not red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were the beautiful memories deep in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the monster that suddenly arrived here had the ability to invade Albert's memory instantaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Albert had to admit, this monster was strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu, Nissen, and Yue Yun, in an instant, fell into their blood-red memories, their past memories turning into some kind of cage, trying to trap them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu, after all, had climbed the Deceit Tower, and with his two-stage continued strange abilities, he was clearly more resistant than Nissen and Yue Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Skill · Baptism of Blood, damage type, mental damage, is gray damage...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Skill effect, can distort a person's memory, trap them at their weakest moment, unable to be redeemed, memory no longer follows the historical trajectory but is altered, evolving into a blood-red tragedy...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dying in memory would lead to an eternal coma.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu recited these words as a reminder for his teammates, but Nissen and Yue Yun were already trapped in memory...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slapped Nissen's face, shook Yue Yun, but to no avail. Their eyes were filled with fear, seemingly caught in extreme terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn...are we going to be wiped out here before we even see Sagittarius?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Xishu could imagine, the one invading here must be the Red House, and a terrifying one at that, in the category of a Tang Rui type spiritual Red House.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silently invading, catching everyone by surprise...even among the Red Houses, this is extremely outstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>",906,"2026-06-03T11:12:56.706Z","2026-06-03T11:13:00.406Z",1,"novelbin.me","4b362145d060b43392a56336532566654670f1a0578419d98d57bd84017cc55e","three-towers-game-chapter-944","three-towers-game-chapter-942",1179,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthree-towers-game-cover.jpg"]