In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone

It was not much different from what Wang Jixuan had thought.

The stagnant air in Ling Tong's brain was detonated.

The target of that young king worm has always been Ling Tong. The sporadic attacks on the mine by small groups of blade beasts before were to continuously strengthen this stagnant air.

As long as this stagnant air increased to a certain amount, it could be remotely detonated by that young king worm to achieve the effect of shattering Ling Tong's soul.

But a variable appeared in the meantime.

Ling Tong met a massage therapist, and this massage therapist helped Ling Tong to continuously weaken that stagnant air, so that today, the young king worm's remote mental attack detonated this stagnant air, but failed to shatter Ling Tong's soul.

This allowed Ling Tong to survive.

Even so, Ling Tong's current state is still very dangerous.

The Yuan Soul is weak, and the five internal organs are failing. If the Yuan Soul is further damaged, the body will die.

Wang Jixuan laid her flat on the bed, quickly took off his obstructive enforcement team uniform, took off the long spear behind him, twisted off the spear tip, carefully approached Ling Tong, and gently tapped her temples a few times, piercing them to release blood.

Ling Tong's mechanical arm reacted on its own. Wang Jixuan immediately shouted: "Sister Wan! Stop the mechanical arm from working!"

Before he finished speaking, the mechanical arm slowly drooped and entered the standby mode for treatment.

Wang Jixuan turned to the head of the bed, stabilized his stance, put his hands together in a sword gesture, and quickly drew two complex talismans, pointing them at Ling Tong's temples.

Her body tensed, arched upwards, and she kept making soft moans, with beads of cold sweat oozing from her forehead and face.

The crimson spot on Wang Daoshi's brow flashed continuously.

Before long, Wang Jixuan's whole body was soaked in sweat, and the spiritual energy in the air continuously surged in and was constantly consumed.

Ling Tong is not a cultivator, her soul is just an ordinary person's soul. Wang Jixuan must be extremely careful at this moment to open her semi-closed Niwan Palace, find her soul, and give her the power of the soul.

This is like carving a famous painting on thin ice.

But as long as this is done, it can not only heal her wounds, but also give her soul power beyond that of ordinary mortals.

Ling Tong gradually relaxed, her body lay flat, and a faint green light flickered from the tiny gaps in the mechanical arm.

This indicates that her body data has begun to improve.

What follows is the most crucial.

Find her soul!

"The Yellow Court hides the Great Dao, the Niwan governs the gods, the Heavenly Soul gathers here, I will return to my original state."

Wang Jixuan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

In the next instant, he seemed to be in a mirror-like lake.

One side of the lake's edge is a beach, and the other side is hills. It is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky. In the center of this lake, there is a candle flame constantly jumping.

Wang Jixuan's phantom slowly 'approached', constantly calling 'Ling Tong's' name, and the candle flame seemed to be responding.

Suddenly, Wang Jixuan felt a sense of weightlessness. The mirror lake surface under his feet shattered, and he and the candle flame fell together and stopped at the same time. There were more fragments around like glass screens, on which appeared pictures.

These are Ling Tong's memories.

Wang Jixuan didn't intend to look at Ling Tong's privacy too much, but he had to keep searching to find the location of the candle flame.

Battle, battle, training, battle, accepting mechanical modification, battle…

Most of the fragmented memories are these contents.

She is equipped with various equipment, active on the front line of battles with blade beasts, performing tasks, beheading blade beasts, and the constantly jumping ponytail seems to be her only emotional expression.

There will also be some pictures of her resting in the picture.

She would lie quietly on the sofa or bed to sleep. Such pictures are usually very short, which also shows that she does not suffer from insomnia on weekdays.

Where is the candle flame?

Wang Jixuan looked around, and several fragments wrapped in black air attracted his attention.

He originally thought it was residual stagnant air, but he realized when he got closer that it was the darker part of Ling Tong's memory.

At the age of eight, after participating in the battle girl selection, she was sitting on the return plane and saw the fortress where she originally lived fall with her own eyes.

Boundless blade beasts poured into the fortress from the ground. Figures kept running out of this fortress, and most of these figures would be beheaded and eaten by blade beasts.

This is her nightmare.

At the age of twelve, in the battle girl training camp, she and a dozen girls were in a group and were bullied by several girls.

She smashed the glass in the dormitory bathroom and fought them with a long strip of glass, without saying a word even though her hand was cut.

She was almost expelled from the training camp.

At the age of sixteen, she officially participated in the battle as a reserve battle girl.

She needed to pass various assessments to be able to carry out preliminary modifications, but she, who ranked first in all subjects, had her application rejected twelve consecutive times. The reason was a sentence 'Battle desire is too strong and prone to self-destruction'.

Her mentality almost collapsed.

At the age of seventeen, the first year after undergoing preliminary modification surgery.

In the process of controlling ordinary mechas to fight blade beasts, her own mecha was severely damaged due to her overly aggressive combat strategy.

She was scolded by the instructor and was depressed for a long time.

At the age of eighteen, she killed someone for the first time.

The mission target that time was to execute several low-level psionicists who had defected from Lingneng City. She perfectly executed the mission.

After the mission was completed, the eyes of a certain female psionicist before her death always flashed before her eyes.

That look was very complicated, with pleading, despair, helplessness, and relief.

Her mood is also very complicated.

Wang Jixuan looked all the way, and at first he just glanced at it a few times, but gradually he looked more and more carefully.

'This is conducive to the poor Taoist's practice of mind in the mortal world.'

It was also at this time that Wang Jixuan discovered the candle flame, which stopped in a fragment where light and darkness intersected.

At this moment, for Ling Tong, it is actually equivalent to light sleep, that is, light sleep that is a little weak and may faint at any time.

She is immersed in the dream constructed by this fragment.

The content of the fragment is divided into two halves, the left side is Wang Zheng, and the right side is Mu Liang. These are two different dreams.

Wang Jixuan, who was eating melons and eating himself, was full of question marks.

…

The picture on the left has a bit of dark attributes.

[Wang Zheng], who was forging iron, heard footsteps behind him, turned around, took two steps back, and showed a bit of flustered expression, holding the hammer horizontally in front of his pectoral muscles.

'Put it down,' she said a little domineeringly.

[Wang Zheng] put down the hammer, looked down to the side, and showed a shy expression.

She walked slowly two steps, came to [Wang Zheng], and raised [Wang Zheng]'s chin with her slender fingers.

She calmly said: 'Not bad, you have worked hard. I will reward you with dinner with me later.'

[Wang Zheng] shyly responded: 'Okay, Chief.'

The picture on the left is still advancing, and the dream is still continuing.

…

The picture on the right is very sunny.

At the wine party of the [Third Anniversary Celebration of Human Victory], on the second-floor balcony of a fairy-tale castle, Ling Tong, wearing a wedding dress-style short skirt, was smiling and watching [Mu Liang] in front of him in a suit and tie.

'Are you leaving?' she asked.

[Mu Liang] nodded with a smile, looked at her gently, and said in a majestic voice: 'There are other worlds being invaded by blade beasts waiting for me to save! Thank you for walking with me through these difficult years! We joined hands to defeat the ultimate emperor-level blade beast!'

She smiled gently, her eyes full of reluctance, and raised the mechanical arm fitted with bionic skin and gave a military salute.

[Mu Liang] returned a military salute with a smile, a beam of light shone down from the sky, and a dark cloud appeared in the sky.

[Mu Liang] opened his arms and said softly: 'Do you want to go to the universe with me? I can take a partner away, this is the covenant of interstellar civilization.'

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'Um, um.'

She shook her head gently:

'The war is over, but the revival of human civilization is not over yet. Psionicists may still become a hidden danger to humans. I need to stay and restrain them and rebuild our human home with my own hands.'

'Then, goodbye, my love.'

The beam of light pulled [Mu Liang]'s body and slowly rose, disappearing with a whoosh.

She rushed forward two steps, stretched out her mechanical arm, but only grabbed a ball of air, then lowered her head in disappointment, stroking her lower abdomen and saying softly:

'Don't be afraid, Mom will take care of you. Dad just returned to the M8848 star cloud. We have to continue fighting for the future of mankind.'

A grand string music sounded outside the castle, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of Ling Tong's mouth.

…

Wang Jixuan, who saw this, was covered with black lines on his forehead.

Not to mention the part of the dream that makes people complain, most dreams are absurd, it is a fantasy based on memory;

Just talk about Ling Tong's feelings!

She really... even in her dreams, she wants to defeat the blade beasts, rebuild human civilization, and give up love to stay and contribute to mankind.

What a noble thing!

Great love knows no bounds!

But how come in the picture on the left, she started to use her hands... Why is that [Wang Zheng] always so delicate, and keeps hiding backwards, and is being held down, this!

Please, there should be a limit to dreaming!

Infinite Heavenly Lord!

If this really happened, how could the poor Taoist be so passive? The poor Taoist will definitely backhand!

Ahem, calm down.

Wang Jixuan calmed down and concentrated on doing his job. The phantom carefully approached the candle flame and then began to transfer the power of the soul.

These soul powers were extracted from the souls of those humans corroded by demonic energy. The impurities were filtered out and returned to the source. He himself bore the backlash of those soul distractions and sent the gentlest power into this candle flame.

The candle flame instantly turned into the size of a fist.

Ling Tong was immersed in the two dreams. At this moment, she had a kind of yearning and hope for the future. The process of absorbing these soul powers was very smooth.

After a while, the candle flame turned into the size of a basketball.

At this moment, Ling Tong had reached the limit of what her soul could withstand, and external forces could no longer provide much assistance.

Wang Jixuan slowly opened his eyes, his sword fingers moved away from her temple, and he sealed the tiny wound on her temple in one smooth motion.

With his mind slightly relaxed, Wang Jixuan's internal energy suddenly faltered, his entire body soaked in sweat, and his lips turned somewhat pale.

There was no time to leave the room.

Wang Jixuan found a chair nearby and sat down cross-legged, rapidly pointing his sword fingers at various points on his body, the red line on his brow began to recede, but a series of miserable cries appeared beside his ears.

A hundred ghosts devouring his heart?

Tsk.

This Daoist's heart is as firm as a rock, how dare mere external demons act presumptuously!

… …

Ling Tong hummed softly and opened her eyes from her unconscious state.

The headache that had been faintly troubling her for the past few months had vanished, and her head felt incredibly clear, not only was her mind sharp, but her hearing and vision had also noticeably improved, and her breathing had become smoother.

What happened?

Ling Tong looked down at the combat suit she was wearing, the armor on her legs and waist hadn't been removed, and her ponytail was still tied up as before.

Recalling the two dreams she had just had, a very faint flush crossed Ling Tong's fair and radiant face, which quickly returned to its usual coldness and composure.

It was just a dream;

It's been a long time since I've had a dream.

A faint sound of breathing came from the side.

Ling Tong turned her head and saw Wang Jixuan sitting in meditation nearby.

Strands of black energy visible to the naked eye surrounded Wang Jixuan, these black energies surged constantly, and then were expelled and evaporated by strands of cyan light.

At this moment, Wang Jixuan exuded a sense of weakness from the inside out.

What's wrong with him?

Ling Tong carefully got out of bed, turned on the scanner on her mechanical arm, and confirmed that Wang Jixuan had no injuries and that his organs were functioning normally, before tiptoeing out of the room.

The supply station was now very lively, Zheng Shiduo had already brought Wan Xiaoqi back.

A few minutes later, Ling Tong, who had changed into a nightgown, returned to the room, leaning against the door, tilting her head and watching Wang Jixuan's figure.

The exaggerated stories of the crowd echoed in her ears.

Just now… …

Zheng Shiduo shouted with an excited face: "Oh my god! You really didn't see it, Ling Tong! When Wang Zheng heard that you were unconscious, he rushed back without saying a word! He even encountered four roadblocks on the way! Guess what? Wang Zheng roared, 'Burn! My little heart!' and directly went berserk! One move, just one move! I don't even know how he did it, three C-level spirit energy users were instantly killed by him… … What was the price he paid? Ah, this, I really don't know, but when we spirit energy users go berserk, it's basically a huge load, every time I use my ultimate move, the price is too high, and my whole body aches for half a month."

Wan Xiaoqi patted the paper ball on his chest with lingering fear: "At that time, I said that the chief was unconscious, Wang Zheng, who was still dealing with the blade beast's corpse, had a terrifying look in his eyes, as if he was going to eat that blade beast, his eyes were bloodshot!"

There was also the battle girl Red Serpent with a face full of amazement: "How did he save you? When you came back, your organ index had already begun to decrease rapidly, this is the mental attack that we cyborgs fear most, I was almost going to contact the funeral committee for you, it's simply incredible."

And Zhou Zhengde's sigh: "I think, if I were injured, he would desperately save me too… … probably."

Ling Tong pursed her lips and opened her eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Wang Jixuan was still in a meditative state at the moment, and there was still a large amount of black energy around him.

Ling Tong's gaze moved from Wang Jixuan's lips to Wang Jixuan's forehead, and then to the side.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, carefully moved a chair and sat down beside Wang Jixuan, turned on the projection screen on her left mechanical arm, and began to work.

"I will also risk my life for you once… … two or three times… … it's all possible… …"

Ling Tong said softly.

Her most important task now is to retaliate against evil and hostile forces.