329: Chapter 329 Who...who are you?

Zhuge Jinyu might not have known about the Angel Investment System on Su Chen.

But she knew of Su Chen's terrifying talent.

As long as they stayed in this great formation to cultivate, one day, there would be a chance to escape and survive.

However.

Su Chen clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh, and blood dripped down between his fingers.

He suddenly let out a miserable laugh that sounded even worse than crying.

"Becoming a god... what is the use?"

"Saving the world... what meaning does that have?"

Su Chen looked at the cold, delicate body of Zhuge Jinyu in his arms.

He looked at the broken relics on the ground.

The madness and death-wish in his eyes were intense to the extreme.

His family was gone, his mentor was gone, and all his wives were gone.

Those women who would fight for his affection, who would cook for him,

those women who would coo "My King," "Husband," or "Sir" in his ear, were all gone.

The current Su Chen was truly and utterly alone.

Without them, this bustling human world was nothing but a huge, empty tomb to him.

What heaven-reaching power, what survival of the Blue Star humans.

To him, it no longer held even a shred of meaning.

His heart had already died.

Staying in this world, what could this shell do other than suffer the torture of soul backlash day and night?

"You all left... leaving me alone in this hellhole, by what right?"

Su Chen gently placed Zhuge Jinyu's remains in the center of the carpet-like formation and tidied her disheveled white hair.

Afterward, he slowly stood up.

He grabbed the broken su chen sword on the ground that belonged to Ye Jingjun.

The main body of Cthulhu was tearing through the firmament, emitting terrifying demonic sounds, and billions of tentacles were about to smash down onto the inland of the Great Xia.

Despairing, Su Chen made the craziest decision of his life.

He did not intend to activate the investment, nor did he intend to survive by cowering.

He wanted to wield this broken sword.

And try to perish together with the monster that had taken everything from him.

"Hum—!"

Su Chen did not hesitate in the slightest.

He took a step directly out of the "Great Fortune for the World" absolute defense barrier.

Having lost the protection of the formation, the terrifying concentration of pollution that could alienate a person in an instant,

enveloped Su Chen's entire body.

His mere Seventh Stage cultivation was declared extinguished the moment it touched the pollution.

His skin began to fester, his bones groaned, and his vision became blurred.

Even his soul trembled under this high-dimensional pollution.

Facing this big guy that even three Fourteenth Stage and one peak Thirteenth Stage Transcendent Heroic Spirit combined could not erase,

Su Chen knew better than anyone.

His Seventh Stage strength charging up there didn't even count as a moth flying into a flame.

It was completely and utterly meaningless suicide.

He couldn't even cut off a single tentacle of the opponent.

But he didn't care.

He needed a justifiable opportunity to die.

"Wait for me."

"I am coming to join you."

Su Chen gripped the broken sword with both hands.

Without hesitation.

He completely ignited all the cultivation and life force within his body.

Turning into a meteor.

Towards the huge tentacles baring fangs and brandishing claws above the firmament.

He charged wildly.

The wild wind in mid-air cut through his flesh like knives.

Su Chen felt the increasingly dense aura of death around him.

Slowly, with a sense of relief, he closed his eyes.

Waiting for the moment to be smashed to pieces and lose consciousness completely.

However.

At this critical moment of life and death.

"Drip."

The sound of a water droplet falling from unknown origins rang clearly in Su Chen's ears.

"How can this be?"

Su Chen's consciousness suddenly cleared.

On such a noisy battlefield, how could there be such a clear sound of a water droplet falling?

Immediately afterward, a great power that could not be explained by any laws of this world,

under Su Chen's perception,

enveloped the entire heaven and earth.

Time, without any warning, stopped.

Su Chen opened his eyes, and his five senses recovered at this moment.

The howling wind stopped in mid-air, and the blood rain falling across the sky solidified into countless floating rubies.

The god-level Cthulhu main body, which was preparing to swing its tentacles above the firmament, was also like a movie frame that had been paused.

It froze in the spatial rift.

The entire East Sea battlefield fell into a pause.

Su Chen's charging body was naturally forcibly frozen in mid-air by this power.

He opened his eyes wide and looked in disbelief at this scene that defied common sense.

"What is going on?"

Just as Su Chen was greatly shocked.

From the huge rift that Cthulhu had crawled out of, connecting the human world and the Alien Demon Plane,

a petite, thin figure,

stepped on the void, as if walking down stairs.

Slowly walking towards Su Chen's direction.

It was a woman.

On her head, she wore a black witch hat that was exaggeratedly wide.

The brim hung low, covering most of her face.

But even just looking at that small part of her face, one could easily tell.

She was absolutely an incredibly stunning beauty.

The witch was wearing a black lace dress with intricate workmanship and a Gothic style.

The hem of her dress swayed slightly in the void.

Although her posture appeared very calm, like an expert living outside the world,

Su Chen could tell.

Her delicate body seemed to be exhausted.

She was limping as she walked.

Just like a flickering candle in the wind, as if she would be blown away at any moment and turn completely into nothingness.

Moreover, when she raised her head, Su Chen saw her face clearly.

It was an exquisite face, completely unlike the features of the Great Xia people.

She had deep eyes, a high bridge of the nose, white long hair, and red eyes.

The pallor of her skin.

Carried a sense of beauty from the Western foreign lands that made Su Chen feel a bit suffocated.

He was completely stunned.

He never expected that in this spatial rift capable of destroying the world,

besides that god-level Cthulhu, there would actually appear a woman.

Su Chen was not a fool.

At this moment, he could guess no matter what that the stagnation of space just now was probably caused by this woman!

A terrifying existence capable of making space itself pause.

How could this be possible?

When did such a god that transcended the rules appear on Blue Star?

This strength... it must be far beyond the Transcendence Realm, right?

The witch completely ignored the huge tentacles frozen in the sky.

She stepped on the void and came lightly before Su Chen.

She stretched out those delicate, small hands with distinct knuckles and great aesthetic appeal.

Extremely gently, extremely affectionately.

She cupped Su Chen's face.

In those deep, beautiful eyes flowed a complex emotion that Su Chen felt incredibly familiar with.

Yes.

He had seen this emotion in the eyes of more than one woman before.

For example.

After encountering her in the Blue Star present world, the way Su Daji looked at him.

"You... who are you?"