This Character is Suspected of Cheating! [Unlimited Flow]

The two men's gazes snapped downward.

The sea of fire, which had been relatively calm moments before, suddenly began to churn violently!

The bubbling sounds grew louder.

Not far away, it was as if something beneath the flames had lifted the inferno itself, sending a boundless wall of fire crashing toward them.

He Yu's pupils contracted.

The broom was remarkably intelligent. It immediately began dodging frantically, retreating at full speed.

Bang—

Beneath them, another eruption exploded upward.

Like volcanic magma bursting from the earth, blazing-red molten slurry and flames shot into the air with savage force, as if intent on drowning and devouring everything.

The temperature skyrocketed in an instant.

The splashing magma and scattered sparks carried an overwhelming destructive power.

Wanrenzhan was accidentally struck by a single spark.

Immediately, a black pit appeared on his arm, accompanied by searing heat and the smell of charred flesh.

—This was no ordinary spark.

Wanrenzhan sucked in a sharp breath, clutching his agonizing arm as he cursed loudly:

"Fuck! What the hell is this thing?!"

He Yu's expression darkened slightly.

Looking at the constantly surging sea of fire around them, he said hoarsely:

"So this is the Inferno Hell stage. Hell really is hell."

Bang—

Bang! Bang!—

Magma and sparks continued erupting without pause, seemingly determined to swallow them whole.

The broom desperately weaved through the chaos, trembling with panic.

He Yu made a decisive judgment.

"Back to the central area. The only piece of land."

With its master's command, the broom shot away like a meteor, struggling through narrow gaps between erupting magma pillars, narrowly avoiding disaster again and again.

Wanrenzhan clung tightly to the broom while staring at the scorching magma rushing past them.

Sparks sprayed everywhere.

They slipped through every opening.

Wanrenzhan was burned several more times, baring his teeth in pain.

A single spark already possessed such terrifying power.

If they were wrapped in one of those erupting magma torrents, they would probably be reduced to ashes instantly.

The broom dodged desperately.

Sometimes it rose.

Sometimes it dropped.

Sometimes it darted left and right.

Searching for a sliver of survival amidst impossible odds.

The two riders struggled equally hard to maintain their balance, preventing themselves from being thrown off during the high-speed flight while remaining vigilant against the scattered sparks.

Amid the constant explosions, every muscle in their bodies was tense.

At any moment, they could be swallowed by the raging sea of fire.

It was terrifyingly dangerous.

The livestream comments exploded.

"Damn, that's horrifying!"

"I'm already scared just watching!"

"Oh my god, this is terrifying. He Yu's clothes are literally warping from the heat, and he hasn't even touched the sparks yet!"

"Look at Wanrenzhan's hand! This fire is insane. These six stages really are getting more dangerous one after another."

...

While the audience discussed frantically, the broom finally approached the central area.

The sea of fire still churned violently.

As though determined to stop them, a gigantic wall of flame suddenly rose directly in front of the speeding broom!

The broom reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes.

But they were too close.

They failed to avoid the overwhelming shower of sparks.

Several of them shot straight toward He Yu's face!

Wanrenzhan's pupils shrank.

Without thinking, he slammed He Yu's head downward and covered it with his own hand.

Sizzle—

The sound of flesh burning echoed out, accompanied by Wanrenzhan's muffled groan.

A wave of excruciating pain struck him.

The fire wall collapsed.

The broom continued forward.

He Yu raised his head.

Wanrenzhan withdrew his hand.

In a hoarse voice, He Yu said:

"You saved me once. I owe you a favor."

—That was his face.

He Yu cared deeply about his face.

Saving his face was equivalent to saving his life.

The back of Wanrenzhan's hand was covered in pits and burns, blood flowing nonstop.

He withdrew it and turned his head away.

"I borrowed your broom. I was just protecting a weakling like you."

"The sparks can only injure me. They might've killed you."

"I said I'd protect you, and I'm someone who keeps my word."

"Don't overthink it."

[Bullet Comment: "...Tsundere."]

[Bullet Comment: "You're the one overthinking it!!"]

In reality, only one thought had flashed through Wanrenzhan's mind in that moment—

Such a beautiful face.

It would be a shame if it were ruined.

The thought flashed by instantly.

Then he acted.

He never had time to think about anything else.

That wall of fire seemed to be the final obstacle.

The broom successfully returned to the central area.

Duan Yuchen had already come back.

Ling Buchen was also safely waiting on the island.

However, the central island that had originally measured roughly one hundred square meters had now shrunk to less than thirty.

And the flames were still advancing toward it.

The two landed with grim expressions.

Standing on ground even hotter than before, they could feel the scorching heat rising through their feet.

He Yu tossed a potion toward Wanrenzhan.

"Repaying the favor."

Wanrenzhan froze.

A seven-star potion!

All he had done was block some sparks with his hand, yet He Yu was giving him a seven-star potion?

Instinctively, he shook his head.

Looking at his mangled hand, he said:

"I'm tough. This little injury doesn't need a potion."

"Especially not a seven-star one. That's a waste."

Seven-star potions were supposed to save lives.

Not be used on a "minor injury" like this.

He Yu said:

"If I'm not mistaken, these sparks are different."

"I'm afraid it's not just a surface wound."

Wanrenzhan paused and lowered his head.

Sure enough.

The original wound had not healed.

Instead...

It was expanding.

The flesh on the back of his hand had become a bloody mess, and the injury was worsening continuously.

Growing impatient, He Yu tossed the potion directly at him.

"Take it."

Wanrenzhan instinctively caught it.

Seeing him accept it, He Yu nodded.

His voice remained calm.

"I don't like owing people favors."

After speaking, he turned and walked toward Duan Yuchen and Ling Buchen.

Wanrenzhan stared at the potion in his hand, then at He Yu's cool and distant figure.

—For some reason, he didn't want the potion.

He wanted He Yu's favor.

What kind of nonsense was he thinking?

With that thought, Wanrenzhan shook his head hard and hurried after He Yu.

The moment He Yu approached, Duan Yuchen spoke anxiously over the roar of erupting magma.

"The island is shrinking."

"And we still don't know what we're supposed to do in this stage or how we're supposed to clear it."

"Did you discover anything?"

He Yu shook his head.

"No. What about you?"

Duan Yuchen replied:

"No."

After a pause, he added:

"Qiong probably encountered an attack from the sea of fire and already left."

He Yu nodded.

"Most likely."

After mentioning her briefly, they tacitly dropped the topic.

Everyone understood.

Everyone was pretending not to understand.

Why would they waste time dwelling on Qiong?

Wanrenzhan asked:

"So what now? Is it possible the island gets swallowed completely?"

He Yu lowered his head to examine the ground.

The four of them were now standing in the very center of the island.

Beneath their feet was the island's core.

Its final remaining territory.

The ground was solid.

Scorch marks covered its surface.

Taking a deep breath, He Yu said:

"It will."

"The island will definitely be swallowed."

Everyone's expressions darkened.

"Are we supposed to dodge magma and sparks in the air?" Duan Yuchen frowned while looking at his increasingly severe injuries. "That's far too dangerous."

He took out a potion and drank it.

—The wounds caused by these sparks could probably only be treated with potions.

Wanrenzhan's face was ugly.

"We don't have enough potions for that."

"And we still don't know the clearance condition."

"If we burn through all our potions and equipment like this, it'll be a terrible trade."

"What exactly are we supposed to do in this stage?"

At that moment, another wave of flames surged toward them.

The four instinctively moved closer together.

When the flames receded, the island had shrunk to only fifteen square meters.

Before they could catch their breath—

BOOM—

An earth-shattering explosion erupted.

A gigantic wave of fire slammed toward the island!

Like water thrown skyward, scorching magma crashed down at them.

Their faces instantly turned pale.

Above them was a sea of fire.

Flying was impossible.

The ground beneath them was terrifyingly hot.

The temperature continued rising.

Were they...

Going to fail here?

Fortunately, the wave stopped five meters away.

Only the final remnants reached within a meter of them.

The scorching temperature felt capable of melting people alive.

Even Wanrenzhan and Duan Yuchen were drenched in sweat.

As for He Yu and Ling Buchen, the situation was even worse.

Their clothes had shriveled from the heat.

Burn marks had already begun appearing on their skin.

The two barely remained standing.

Their shoes had softened against the scorching ground and stuck to the surface.

They could barely lift their feet.

The heat had begun clouding their minds.

Duan Yuchen glanced at them.

His expression darkened slightly.

—As expected.

At times like this, teammates with low combat power could only drag everyone down.

Fortunately, neither of them was an undercover player.

Otherwise the situation would be even worse.

Magma continued erupting around them.

The sea of fire churned endlessly.

The area beneath their feet shrank further and further.

Meanwhile, the temperature became increasingly terrifying.

It truly felt like entering hell itself.

—No wonder this stage was called Inferno Hell.

He Yu felt as though he were about to combust.

His internal organs throbbed with pain.

Ling Buchen leaned against him.

He Yu, in turn, leaned slightly against Wanrenzhan.

Only then could he maintain his balance.

Yet even under such circumstances, He Yu's gaze remained fixed on the distance.

The more pain he endured, the clearer his eyes became.

The more suffering he felt, the sharper his mind grew.

Wanrenzhan allowed him to lean against him.

Turning his head, he glanced at He Yu.

"What are you looking at?"

"Did you find something?"

He Yu continued staring ahead.

His voice was hoarse.

"Don't you think..."

"This sea of fire looks alive?"

The others froze.

They looked at him.

Then they looked toward the sea of fire.

A moment later, Duan Yuchen's pupils contracted.

"Alive?!"

"You mean..."

"Our boss for this stage is the sea of fire itself?"

Wanrenzhan cursed:

"Fuck, how are we supposed to fight that?!"

He Yu's voice became even hoarser.

"It's my guess."

"About an eighty percent chance."

He Yu's eighty percent chance...

Both men's expressions became even uglier.

Duan Yuchen nearly gritted his teeth.

"Are we really going to die in this stage?"

"If the sea of fire itself is the boss, we can't even approach its true body."

"Who can walk in an environment like this?"

"And even if we fly, how long can we last?"

At this point, calculating who might be an undercover player no longer mattered.

They were all going to die together.

At least previous stages had given them a chance to survive.

This one simply wanted their lives!

"Unless we have equipment capable of resisting the sea of fire..."

He Yu's mind raced.

One possibility after another flashed through his head.

The sea of fire continued surging.

The island had shrunk to only a few square meters.

Soon it would disappear completely.

Wanrenzhan roared:

"This stage doesn't leave any path to survival!"

"Who the hell has equipment that can resist this sea of fire?"

"Even defensive equipment can't withstand an Inferno Hell like this!"

He Yu continued searching frantically for solutions.

Wanrenzhan and Duan Yuchen were on the verge of despair.

After making it this far, they had never expected to encounter such an absolute dead end.

Ling Buchen said weakly:

"It's so hot."

"He Yu... I can't take it anymore."

Looking at He Yu, he thought—

Even with ninety-nine combat power, he was reaching his limit.

He Yu must be suffering even more.

Sure enough.

He Yu's face, which had previously been flushed red from the heat, had now turned pale.

Even his lips were white.

His entire figure seemed as thin and fragile as paper.

Exceptionally weak.

No matter how clear his eyes remained, his physical condition could not be concealed.

Concern flashed across Ling Buchen's face.

Immediately straightening himself, he made sure not to lean on He Yu any longer.

He pulled a fan from his backpack and began fanning He Yu.

His expression was tense.

"He Yu, are you alright?"

"Can you still hold on?"

He Yu paused.

Then he looked at Ling Buchen.

And looked at the fan in his hand.

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