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Su Yao stared intently at her own hands.

Viscous, yellowish-brown fluid trickled down between her thumbs, trailing across her wrists and dripping onto her tactical trousers.

The stench of rotted fish and shrimp that had been stewing in a sewer for over a dozen days assaulted her senses.

What she had pressed was not a nuclear fusion strike command at all.

Her thumb had been pressing firmly against the bulging, white eyeball of a dead grass carp.

Not far away, in the open space, the World-Swallowing Prison Wolf was still rolling around on the ground.

Its blood-stained maw, capable of swallowing space, was biting viciously into its own hind leg.

Jagged bone fragments pierced through its dark golden fur, exposed to the air as blood sprayed wildly.

High above, the massive aggregate formed by purple-black tentacles hovered silently.

Hundreds of crimson eyeballs rotated, all staring in unison at Su Yao, who was kneeling in the pile of rubble.

Su Yun cursed silently with an extremely foul profanity.

This woman was truly reckless.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and used the Curtain of Delusion to manipulate his sister's five senses again, the millions of people in Linhai City, along with their older brother who was brawling at the harbor, would all have been reduced to ashes in a nuclear explosion today.

The entire Su family would have been wiped out.

A purple-black tentacle covered in suckers descended from above, precisely coiling around the dead fish in Su Yao's hand.

The tentacle retracted abruptly, and the dead fish dispelled its illusion in mid-air, reverting back into that military communicator.

The tentacle applied a little force.

"Snap."

The indestructible military alloy casing shattered instantly.

Electronic parts mixed with wire debris clattered onto the concrete floor.

Physical disconnection achieved; crisis averted.

Su Yao looked up.

Ignoring the foul-smelling fluid on her hands, her bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the indescribable monster above.

"What exactly do you want?" Her voice was completely hoarse, laced with undisguised breakdown.

There was no abyss channel tearing through the sky, no sea of blood slaughtering living beings.

The behavior of this Strange Tales entity completely deviated from her memories of Rebirth.

It had intercepted the vanguard of the abyss, toyed with the Half-step King Level World-Swallowing Prison Wolf, and even stopped the nuclear explosion.

This was simply not the Lord of Calamity that existed for the sake of destruction!

"Devour."

Su Yun provided an extremely pure word.

Countless thick tentacles stretched out in mid-air, all pointing in unison at the World-Swallowing Prison Wolf below, which was still self-mutilating.

"The past you have experienced, the future you fear."

The reverberating sound waves layered within the space, carrying an indifferent pressure that viewed all living beings as ants. "Are merely an extremely uninteresting possibility in the vast river of time."

Su Yao's pupils constricted sharply.

"Only inferior life forms indulge in meaningless destruction." Su Yun continued, speaking words that subverted her perception. "I crossed the starry sky to descend upon this world solely to taste the wonderful power of Law."

"Let me tell you one more thing."

"Without you humans, these Strange Tales would not exist at all."

Su Yao's breathing stalled.

"The abyss is merely a massive petri dish. The fear, greed, brutality, and despair you humans radiate day and night are the raw nutrients that nourish these things. Negative emotions transform into flesh and blood, while obsessions twist into Law. You are not only prey but also extremely high-quality producers."

The massive tentacle slowly pressed down, stopping less than half a meter above Su Yao's head.

Viscous purple liquid hung on the edge of the sucker, on the verge of dripping.

"So how could I bear to destroy the world?"

Su Yun's tone revealed an extremely absurd sense of naturalness.

"If I killed you all and turned this planet into a lifeless rock, cutting off all sources of nutrients, would I have to eat dirt in the future?"

These words echoed layer upon layer within the confined underground space.

"I need you to help me produce a constant stream of food. As long as you continue to reproduce and continue to fear, my granary will always be full. Protecting you is synonymous with protecting my own dinner plate."

Su Yao slumped in the pile of rubble, her lips trembling uncontrollably.

Since her Rebirth, she had been tortured day and night by the doomsday nightmares of her past life.

She had desperately tried to increase her strength, risked exposing her identity, and even half a minute ago, had intended to press the nuclear bomb button to perish together with this source of all evil.

She had regarded the other party as the terminator that would destroy everything.

Yet now, the other party was blatantly telling her that he had no intention of destroying the world at all; he just wanted to engage in sustainable development?

An extremely absurd sense of exhaustion instantly shattered her psychological defenses.

Images from her past life uncontrollably surfaced in Su Yao's mind.

Ruined cities, blood rain filling the sky, indescribable monsters devouring thousands of high-ranking Strange Tales.

"We... all of humanity..." Su Yao's voice was hoarse and dry. "In your eyes, are we just a patch of leeks used to grow Strange Tales?"

This realization was more devastating to her worldview than death itself.

There was no majesty of a demon god, no fated confrontation.

The entire fate of humanity had been forcibly downgraded into an extremely cruel and mercenary agricultural operation.

This indescribable calamity was actually an extremely pragmatic guardian of its food supply.

A faint sound of shifting stones came from the corner of the ruins.

Ye Zhiwei crawled laboriously from beneath the base of a collapsed wall.

Her black ribbon was soaked with blood, and her Omni-dimensional Vision, driven by her subconscious, captured the energy fluctuations of the entire underground space.

The blind woman covered her mouth tightly, forcing the scream that was about to escape back down her throat.

She had been awake for a while.

She had heard the monster's entire declaration.

The Supreme Command of Great Xia, which risked life and death every day and regarded the abyss as a mortal enemy, was, in the eyes of this Strange Tales entity, merely a group of laborers who didn't need to be paid and would actively cultivate food.

This was no longer just suppression; it was thorough humiliation and domestication.

Ye Zhiwei curled up into a ball, not even daring to breathe heavily.

She was terrified that the fear she was radiating would instantly turn into a new Strange Tales entity, only to be swallowed in one bite by the other party.

Su Yun didn't care at all about the overthinking of these two humans; he only cared about the main course in front of him.

The tentacle hovering above Su Yao's head retracted abruptly.

Su Yun turned around, his massive body sinking downwards, directly covering the World-Swallowing Prison Wolf.

This Half-step King Level abyss overlord had by now chewed its own hindquarters into a horrific state.

Its hind leg bones were completely shattered, and the dark golden nether-fire had burned away half of its internal organs.

It was still trapped in the hallucination of the Curtain of Delusion, believing it was tearing into a powerful enemy.

Su Yun snapped his fingers.

The crimson light receded. The manipulation of the five senses was lifted.

The true scene inside the underground pump room flooded back into the mind of the World-Swallowing Prison Wolf.

The moment the hallucination vanished, intense, tearing pain surged directly into its Soul.

The Prison Wolf froze suddenly, its three blood-red eyes staring in utter disbelief at its own ravaged lower body.

There was no enemy, no battle.

In the time that had just passed, it had literally eaten itself into a state of high-level paraplegia.

Violent humiliation and rage completely overwhelmed its reason.

"Despicable mongrel!"

The Prison Wolf let out a roar that shook the Void Realm.

It desperately channeled the remaining power of its Origin within its body.

The dark golden nether-fire surged violently, transforming into a terrifying pillar of fire connecting the underground to the ceiling.

It was going to self-destruct.

Even if it meant total annihilation of body and Soul, it would drag this monster that had humiliated it down to the grave together.

"Noisy."

Su Yun's tone was indifferent.

Just as the pillar of fire was about to explode, hundreds of purple-black Void Tentacles shot out from all directions.

There was no flashy clash of Law; it was pure and extreme physical suppression.

Ten tentacles tightly coiled around the Prison Wolf's neck, slamming it hard into the ground. Thirty tentacles locked its forelimbs and spine respectively. The tips of the remaining dozens of tentacles split open, revealing sharp bone blades that pierced directly through the defense of the dark golden nether-fire, nailing fiercely into the energy nodes all over its body.

The pillar of fire extinguished instantly.

The World-Swallowing Prison Wolf's annihilation Domain was physically severed, and even the psionic circuit for its self-destruction was forcibly jammed.

It opened its blood-stained maw in an attempt to bite, but was stopped when two extremely thick tentacles entered from its upper and lower jaws, forcibly prying its mouth open.

"You are only worthy of being an appetizer."

Su Yun's abyss maw, filled with jagged, uneven teeth, descended with a roar.

This was a way of eating devoid of any aesthetic appeal.

The giant mouth bit directly into the side of the Prison Wolf's neck.

"Crack!"

The sound of the cervical spine snapping was extremely crisp.

Large amounts of black blood, mixed with the Law of the abyss, sprayed wildly.

Su Yun's tentacles, like precise cutlery, peeled back the tough fur along the wound, tearing off the purest flesh and sending it into the abyss maw.

Chewing. Swallowing.

Bones were ground to pieces by sharp teeth, and flesh was frantically digested.

The World-Swallowing Prison Wolf's three blood-red eyes bulged from their sockets, and intermittent wails issued from its throat.

It could clearly feel its own Law of Origin being extracted inch by inch, merging into that bottomless pit of a mouth.

As a Half-step King Level existence, it had devoured living beings from countless planes, but it had never imagined that one day it would be treated like a crab, dismantled and eaten alive in front of two humans.

Purple-black mucus and black blood mixed together.

Two minutes.

In just two minutes, the massive, mountain-like giant wolf was reduced to nothing but a pile of scattered white bones and dull fur.