AITAMITB Chapter 119

Zhao Xiaokui’s suspicion made everyone involuntarily shrink their necks.

If, as she said, the evil god’s purpose was to consume everything on them that could resist the evil god, what would happen when all these items lose their effectiveness? No one knew, and no one wanted to find out.

“How should we proceed? We’re simply unable to deal with an evil god…”

For a moment, panic spread among the group.

Arthur looked at Zhao Xiaokui. He didn’t believe that Zhao Xiaokui, who actively put forth this speculation, would be without a solution.

“What should we do?”

“I’ve locked onto the evil god’s aura. As long as it tries to appear in this space, I should be able to detect it first, attempting to interrupt its corruption and gain more time. However, at the moment, there are two main things we need to do. One is to find the exit of this space and leave as soon as possible. Two is to find the vessel possessed by the evil god. It can’t appear in this world out of thin air; it must rely on something. During your search, try to find some peculiar items that don’t fit with the environment.”

At this moment, someone suddenly pointed to a small dog plush toy placed on the front windshield of a car and said, “Does this thing count? I feel it’s quite out of place.”

Zhao Xiaokui turned to look, walked over, reached through the driver’s side window, took the plush toy, and crushed it into powder. A few wisps of black smoke dissipated in her palm. As everyone stared in shock, she said, “It counts.”

“OMG.” The person pointing to the plush toy had originally been making a joke.

In daily life, plush toys like the one just crushed were almost found in every other car.

He pointed to it simply because most of the vehicles on this mission were military vehicles, and he had never seen someone place such a personal item in a military vehicle. As the words left his mouth, he even felt a bit rash, after all, who said supernatural beings couldn’t have a touch of girlishness?

Who would have expected that inside, there was really a part of an evil god hidden.

Even Zhao Xiaokui was somewhat surprised.

After the plush toy dog was brought out, everyone felt lingering fear. They returned to their cars and started searching according to Zhao Xiaokui’s criteria. Surprisingly, when they began searching, they discovered that many unknown items had inexplicably appeared in their cars – such as the hanging ornaments in front, the cushions in the back, and the carpets beneath their feet.

Due to the darkness under the lights, some things that seemed fine at first glance turned out to be suddenly added.

Among all the people present, except for Zhao Xiaokui, none had noticed.

The deputy captain, seeing everyone taking things out of their cars one after another, felt quite lucky, “Fortunately, there’s nothing in our car.”

Zhao Xiaokui smiled but didn’t say anything.

Of course, there was nothing in their car. If the evil god could sneakily put things in while she was watching, how could it be possible for those items to be harmed by the holy water she controlled?

The opponent probably had some guesses about her strength, which was why they didn’t dare to provoke her recklessly.

As for the earlier gaze, it seemed more like a warning than an intentional harm—a warning for her to turn a blind eye and not meddle in others’ affairs.

Some people might willingly compromise when faced with a warning from an evil god.

But that person definitely wouldn’t be Zhao Xiaokui.

She knew well the difference between humans and evil gods and understood that once she fell into evil, there would be no turning back.

So, even if she knew the other party possessed much stronger power than herself, as long as they couldn’t directly kill her, she dared to resist.

Just finding the items possessed by the evil god was not enough. After gathering and destroying all the items, she and the others recited a lengthy poem praising an angel from the godly realm using the divine language of the supernatural world. Language was a powerful tool, especially in the supernatural world.

Outside, divine language or demon language only had an effect in specific spells. However, within the relics of this civilization related to the supernatural world, divine language held unimaginable power.

People didn’t understand why she was reciting this strange language, but as supernaturals, their memory and repetition abilities were excellent. She recited a passage, and everyone quickly imitated her pronunciation with almost no difference in words.

After reciting for a full five minutes, a person’s body suddenly emitted a sharp and eerie wail, sounding like some kind of scream.

The person, surprised, forgot to speak and watched as black smoke rose from their body, exclaiming, “What is this?”

Zhao Xiaokui squinted, “A mark left by the evil god.”

The appearance of the first person seemed like a beginning. After that, one after another, people’s bodies emitted similar black smoke.

Among them, members of the Alliance of Gods had the least black smoke on their bodies, while those from the Dark Council had the most.

As for the Night Walkers, none of them had any, not a single person.

“Why don’t the people from Huaxia have such marks on their bodies?”

Someone questioned the issue with people from Huaxia, and Zhao Xiaokui looked at her indifferently. The questioner suddenly felt like a mute quail, silent.

Her strength had been demonstrated the moment she faced the evil god.

Among the supernaturals present, few dared to claim that the power they exhibited could surpass the arrow Zhao Xiaokui casually shot.

When everyone had settled down, Zhao Xiaokui stepped onto the car platform, “Let’s go. We’ll head to the entrance of the Fula battlefield. If the evil god has a true form, it’s most likely there.”

She wasn’t speaking without basis. The opening of a relic always had a reason.

In simple terms, a relic is a kind of mysterious domain, and it must resonate with some external object to open a relevant space.

While in the car, Zhao Xiaokui asked over the intercom, “Among the people here, are there any natives of Fula Town? Does anyone know if Fula Town has any local ghost stories or secret rumors?”

A person who claimed to represent City Y replied, “I am a local of Fula Town. However, I haven’t been home for many years. I know there’s a weird story circulating in the town. After I left for university, I never heard of it anywhere else. It seems to be unique to our Fula Town, but I’m not sure if it counts.”

Zhao Xiaokui: “Go on.”

…

While Zhao Xiaokui was listening to the story, Shen Zhifei and Bai Jingru’s car had also reached the edge of the blockade.

Bai Jingru said, “The blockade of City Y is ahead. We can’t get through.”

“Keep going.”

Shen Zhifei rolled down the car window, lowered her head, and pressed her temple with her hand.

Star Seer had a special ability called manipulating fate.

It might sound sophisticated, but let’s take an example to understand its practical application.

For instance, when rolling dice, a Star Seer could use this ability to increase the probability of getting three sixes. So, the next roll of the dice would inevitably result in three sixes.

To put it plainly, this ability involved seizing the coincidences in fate, piecing them together, and ultimately achieving one’s goal.

Driving through the blockade, there was a one in a million chance of not being detected, a one in a million chance of being overlooked by official personnel after crossing, and a one in a million chance…

One after another, these one-in-a-million chances stacked up, leading to the current situation.

The black SUV silently disappeared into the vast yellow sand.

A soldier holding binoculars, upon seeing fluctuations in the barrier, lowered his head, rubbed his eyes, and when he looked up again, the scene in the lens had returned to normal.

Once inside the world covered by yellow sand, Shen Zhifei slumped into the chair, feeling like her entire body had been drained.

“Wow, this place is really cool,” Bai Jingru marveled at the beauty and ruggedness of the yellow sand world. “Which way should we go?”

“Go straight.” Her voice sounded a bit weak, manipulating fate was quite draining for her, to the extent that her complexion looked extremely pale. “Thanks for being willing to go crazy with me.”

“Don’t say these things. I willingly came. Even if you knelt down and begged me, I wouldn’t have agreed if I wasn’t willing.”

Bai Jingru controlled the steering wheel, smoothly avoiding a suddenly falling object. With a flick of the car’s tail, they returned to the right path. “Besides, even though I don’t know what you saw, Xiaokui is my sister, and her affairs are my affairs.”

Shen Zhifei was very grateful that when she said she wanted to find Zhao Xiaokui, Bai Jingru agreed to embark on this adventure.

She didn’t express gratitude again but closed her eyes to recuperate.

Bai Jingru glanced at the tired woman in the rearview mirror. When she tightly closed her eyes, she held the droplet-shaped pendant around her neck, containing a photo of Zhao Xiaokui. Bai Jingru sneered at the sour smell of love.

The directions they took to enter were completely opposite to Zhao Xiaokui’s group.

Fortunately, both sides were heading to the same destination, so the two groups of people continued to approach each other.

A journey that usually took four to five hours stretched to a full eight hours for the teams of superhumans.

The world filled with yellow sand quickly turned dark, and by not yet four in the afternoon, the environment was already as dim as early evening.

Although this world, dominated by sandstorms, was not inherently bright.

Special headlights cut through the swirling yellow sand, illuminating the highway.

After passing a road sign, the convoy’s vehicles slowly entered the town of Fula.

Sitting in the lead car of Y City and the Alliance of Gods, the driver suddenly changed his expression, stammering, “Y-you, look ahead…”

In the illumination of the headlights, on both sides of the street, seated or standing, were numerous silhouettes.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be human mannequins commonly seen in clothing stores.

At this moment, everyone recalled the eerie story they had heard on the intercom just moments ago.

“…If you’re walking on the road and hear someone behind you calling your name in your own voice, never respond. Once you speak up, you’ll be replaced, becoming a mannequin that neither speaks nor moves.”

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