Douluo: After I Traveled Through the Book, I Became the Big Sister of Shrek

The dagger could hardly cause any damage to the spider itself, but it pulled out all the black mist on its body like peeling off a cocoon and absorbed it into the thin blade.

In order to revive her earlier, the blood color of the Undead Slash faded, but the attribute of "being able to kill undead creatures" remained unchanged. On the premise of being able to pierce the opponent's vital points, the black mist was sucked into the storm with one stab, and it had no way to struggle.

Without the black mist, the Soul Devouring Spider King's swollen body quickly deflated as if it had lost air. A large mass of black turned into Bibi Dong's original appearance in mid-air and fell. Qian Renxue flew over and caught her just in time.

Bibi Dong did not open her eyes. Her body was covered with traces of the black mist's erosion, and black cracks appeared on every part of her skin. From those cracks, black mist continued to turn into particles and spread into the air, as if her entire body was constantly evaporating and disappearing.

With the death of Bibi Dong, the black fog on the ground lost its arrogance and was soon captured by Lu Ye's black fog field.

Qian Renxue half-knelt on the ground, holding Bibi Dong's gradually losing temperature body in her arms, without saying a word.

Her feelings towards this person who was her biological mother were too complicated. She once longed for her love, but hated her indifference. When she learned that she had killed her father with her own hands, she felt endless hatred.

But when Qian Renxue saw the truth about Bibi Dong's past in Lu Ye's "future", her strong hatred and resentment were uncontrollably mixed with sympathy and heartache, so the hatred was no longer pure, and regret and love were nowhere in sight.

These complex emotions twisted into a rope of various shapes and forms, crushing all her reactions and words, leaving only a silent blank.

Lu also walked forward and stretched out a hand. A white light appeared from her palm, covering Bibi Dong's entire body. Then, Bibi Dong disappeared completely as if she had been "taken in" by her.

"…Is she dead?" Qian Renxue said after a long time.

"Yes and no."

A majestic and deep voice sounded. When the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall heard this voice, they all knelt on one knee subconsciously and said in unison: "Greetings to the Judgement Elder."

The man in the grey robe walked slowly into the crowd. In terms of age, he might be older than all the Title Douluo here, but he still looked like a middle-aged man, handsome and calm. Just standing there, the aura of a superior that made people want to worship him was already overwhelming.

Qian Renxue looked up in confusion: "Grandpa, it really is you."

Lu did not respond, just looked at the other party. Since the beginning of this farce, the Worship Hall has been pretending to be dead, and none of the seven great worshippers took action. However, at the last moment of Bibi Dong's transformation, Qian Daoliu suddenly appeared and subdued Bibi Dong.

"I'm not wrong," Qian Daoliu looked at Lu Ye and said, "Although she has died, she has obtained a ticket to another world."

The deer was also slightly stunned and frowned even more tightly.

Qian Daoliu was right. The deer in the main system could also see in the background that Bibi Dong, who had already discovered the truth of the world through countless ways, had obtained the qualification to become a "tasker" just like Tang San. As a reserve tasker, as long as he died in this world, he could choose whether to become a tasker and be resurrected, go to other worlds, and become one of the countless "taskers" in the book-traversing system.

But Bibi Dong's final death was too tragic, and she was forcibly merged with the black fog. Even if she wanted to be resurrected as a tasker, she would have to go through countless difficulties and pains. If she was lucky, she might be able to become the next Lu Ye, a transformer who could merge with the black fog but still have her own mind. If she was unlucky, she would be like the devil and could only become a "ghost behind the scenes" in other people's minds. Even worse, if she could not resist the erosion of the black fog, she would completely become a slave of the black fog.

But no matter what, in the world of Douluo Continent, Bibi Dong could not be resurrected. So it was not wrong to say that she was dead.

Bibi Dong had a rough life, she had experienced hardships, and she had also committed murder. Even if she could survive now, she would have to go through great pain and work for Lu Ye, the main system. This was the most suitable ending for Bibi Dong that Lu Ye could think of.

It’s just that how did Qian Daoliu know such a system secret?

In just a few seconds, Lu quickly thought of something: "Tang Chen...?"

In the original book, Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu are old acquaintances, good friends, and lifelong enemies. Since Tang Chen, who has become a god half-step away, can already see some of the "truth", will Qian Daoliu, who has been guarding the Angel God for decades and stayed in the Worship Hall as an elder in judgment, also know something?

As expected, Qian Daoliu sighed and said, "Come with me."

……

The Altar Square had been completely evacuated, but after this battle, the people of Wuhun City were still in shock. Some of the survivors kept kowtowed outside the square, some cried bitterly on the streets, and those who unfortunately disappeared in the black fog would never see the light of day again.

There is no longer any festive joy in Wuhun City, and instead, the air is filled with a bleak and tragic atmosphere.

Lu followed Qian Daoliu all the way, feeling a little heavy-hearted until he stepped into the Elders' Hall, where he calmed down a little in the solemn atmosphere.

"Child," Qian Daoliu turned around in the hall, "You have already met Tang Chen, right?"

Lu also nodded: "He has died in the City of Slaughter. Before he left, he only left one sentence, 'Don't become a god'."

Hearing the word "fall", Qian Daoliu seemed a little dazed, but he didn't say anything, just sighed: "He is not wrong."

The middle-aged man looked up at the huge six-winged angel statue in the center of the Elder Hall, and something flashed in his eyes: "I have been guarding here for so many years, but no matter what I know, I can't tell anyone... Only you are the exception. Maybe you are the one we have been waiting for."

The deer remained silent.

"You can foresee the future, so you should also know that as the guardian of the Angel God, the only meaning of my existence is to sacrifice for the successor to the throne." Qian Daoliu said, "But I told you 'don't become a god' not because I'm afraid of death. I have lived long enough, and dedicating myself to the throne of God is the meaning of my existence. But the gods of this world are no longer the same as before."

Lu Ye: “What do you mean…”

Qian Daoliu nodded and closed his eyes, no longer looking at the angel statue. "The throne has long been polluted."