This was truly a first.
Fu Qian surveyed his surroundings, frowning.
A Containment Failure was one thing—it usually meant nothing more than returning to the Warehouse to start over.
But this situation...
Fu Qian looked up toward Bai Jinting's seat.
The man had been crushed to a pulp beneath his foot, yet there he was, sitting perfectly fine.
This was a complete reset, wasn't it?
Did he have to do exactly what he had just done all over again?
No, that wasn't right.
First, the announcer's voice had changed; it carried an inexplicable edge of madness.
Listening closely, the cheers from the audience now sounded more like the howling of wild beasts.
And then there was her.
Fu Qian looked down at the Priestess. Her breathing was growing increasingly ragged, and strange, meaningless noises rattled from her throat.
Something was definitely wrong!
Fu Qian didn't hesitate. He reached out and rapped her on the head.
The Priestess shuddered violently, took a sharp breath, and bolted upright.
"How do you feel?"
Looking at her bloodshot eyes, Fu Qian grew even more certain of his deduction.
"I feel awful!"
Before she could fully regain her senses, her features twisted in agony, and she clutched her head.
At the same time, her other hand frantically scratched the table, producing a teeth-setting scrape.
As she was only flesh and blood, her fingernails soon cracked and tore, leaving streaks of fresh blood.
"Where does it hurt?"
"Every... everywhere."
"How does it hurt?"
"Just incredibly... awful."
"Go back to sleep."
Fu Qian shook his head and delivered a swift chop to her neck.
Her struggles ceased, and she slumped back against the table with a heavy thud.
Her mind was sluggish and her mental state was compromised; he couldn't extract a single piece of valuable information from her.
Fu Qian turned around, ignoring the deafening roars outside, and left the preparation room through the opposite exit.
Bai Jinting had been smashed to pieces under his foot, yet there he was, perfectly fine and watching the show.
There was definitely a problem somewhere.
...
Something had definitely happened!
Stepping out of the White Tower, Fu Qian looked at the outside world.
It was still night, but it was completely different from before.
A massive, blood-red moon hung directly overhead.
It felt so close that it seemed it might crash down at any moment.
How seemingly familiar!
Fu Qian thought back to the Full Moon Garden where he had encountered the werewolf.
The sheer size of this moon was comparable to that one, only the color was different.
At this moment, the Central Island was shrouded in a pale gray mist.
Coupled with the ubiquitous crimson moonlight, the surroundings were dyed into a demonic realm.
Boom!
Before Fu Qian had time to properly observe his surroundings, a massive explosion echoed from the distance.
Directly above the Laboratory, a gigantic thundercloud had formed.
Countless silver-white serpentine lightning bolts struck down from it, illuminating the area as brightly as day. Paired with the deafening thunder, it gave off a faint aura of the apocalypse.
Amidst this forest of lightning, a gigantic entity thrashed its tentacles, resisting barrage after barrage.
No way...
Fu Qian stared at the colossal monster.
Logically speaking, this should be Lu Ju and the others, but its size had expanded far too much—likely more than ten times its original bulk!
No wonder it forced Old Man Yibu to use his ultimate move.
This terrifying lightning storm... Demigod Might was terrifying to this degree.
Before Fu Qian could finish marveling, a figure flew backward out of the chaos, covered in sparking lightning, barely managing to steady himself.
Who else could it be but Yibu!
Could even a demigod not defeat this monster anymore?
From its appearance, the creature somewhat resembled a seahorse with a head covered in tentacles.
More than half of its body was draped over the building, leaving the entire Laboratory crumbling under its crushing weight.
And on the surface of the monster's body, over a hundred heads were densely packed together. Right now, all of them had their eyes closed, emitting piercing shrieks.
Fu Qian had a rough guess as to how it got so big.
Looking at it, everyone in the Laboratory must have been swallowed up.
Fu Qian quickly scanned the faces and, sure enough, spotted a head with short blonde hair.
The Beast Claw Woman.
This rebellious girl had run out of luck and was already a part of this massive monstrosity.
But looking on the bright side, at least judging by the distribution, her head was located near the monster's upper half rather than on its ass.
It wasn't the absolute worst-case scenario.
Meanwhile, from the continuously collapsing Laboratory, people would occasionally run out screaming.
Then, the moment a tentacle caught them, they would be swiftly dragged into its body and assimilated.
The next moment, a blinding Electric Sphere—comparable to a solar flare—appeared and began to expand frantically.
Demigod Yibu hadn't chosen to retreat.
Soon, the Electric Sphere, having expanded to its absolute limit, left his hands. The monster began to thrash violently, sparks detonating all across its body.
The Old Man truly had an explosive temper, yet the monster's vitality was terrifyingly tenacious.
It writhed for barely half a minute before pulling itself back up from the ground.
It seemed these two wouldn't be finishing their fight anytime soon.
Fu Qian turned around and walked away.
Getting closer right now was definitely not a wise move. Given Old Man Yibu's temper, explanations would likely be useless, and he'd probably just catch them both in a massive area attack.
It was better to check elsewhere.
...
This place had fallen too, as expected.
Fu Qian narrowed his eyes at the street ahead.
It being completely empty was understandable, but what was with the fresh blood splattered on the walls?
Just as he was about to follow the blood trail to investigate, several figures dashed into view from the distance, chasing one another.
"Why are you here?"
Running at the very front was Veil, dual Rapiers in hand. Her white combat suit was completely stained with blood, and she paused in shock when she saw Fu Qian.
"Shouldn't you be in the tournament?"
"The atmosphere was a bit too lively, so I came out for a stroll."
Fu Qian replied casually, pointing behind her.
"What's going on here?"
"I don't know either."
Veil shook her head, gasping for breath.
"I wanted to take advantage of the final match to slip in and look for my sister while the guards were sparse.
It went smoothly at first, but somehow they spotted me just now, and these guards started hunting me down like madmen."
"Are you sure they aren't actually mad?"
By now, Veil's pursuers had caught up. Fu Qian fired off consecutive Air Bullets, immediately dropping several of them before crouching down to take a closer look.
The one who had charged at the front didn't just have crimson eyes—his entire body was covered in black Feathers!
And even collapsed on the ground, his ferocity remained undiminished as he tried to bite them.
Was this a beast transformation? The influence of Transcendent Tier limbs?
Fu Qian carefully inspected the other fallen guards.
He discovered that, without exception, all of them exhibited mutations, which were especially obvious near the sites of their limb grafting.
"What in the world is happening?"
Veil finally realized something was horribly wrong, her voice trembling.
"When did they discover you?"
"Just a few minutes ago. Right around the time the lightning appeared over there."
Veil pointed in the direction of the Central Island.
"Did something go wrong with the tournament? And what's with that monster?"
A few minutes ago. That was basically the exact moment he had reappeared in the preparation room.
Were the mutations on this island really tied to him killing Bai Jinting?
"Where were you originally planning to go?"
Fu Qian asked after a moment of thought.
"The Rebirth Club."
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