Chapter 110: 109 I allow it

The rat swarm seemed to be following some command, interlinking at the end of the corridor near a pipe opening, weaving together a net resembling a spider's web made of rats.

Bai E's gaze pierced through the encirclement of rats, making out a faint figure above which floated a line of text only he could see—

[???(Human) (Demon Believer) — Using "Lucky Strike" to kill can drop: Definitely (Fresh Meat*900, Battle Experience 1000 points, Favor: Father's Love); Possibly (Expertise: Digging Whiz)]

"..."

How strange…

Facing the pressure of being assaulted from three directions at once, the boy's last line of defense was finally breached.

"Why!" The voice was piercing, like a cuckoo bleeding, "Why can't you give me a way out! What's wrong with wanting to live! My sister..."

The boy, biting his teeth until his gums bled, ultimately succumbed to the urge to vent his despair.

He had heard that these Arbitration Place people liked to uproot entirely, and if because of his words their attention shifted to his sister… perhaps she too would suffer a cruel fate.

"Don't force me! Stop pushing me!"

The boundary between the high-dimensional and the real was blurring. As the boy's words fell into disarray, the space behind him had already slipped into a kind of hazy state, with sickly green eyes seemingly about to emerge, and the unique aura of demons starting to brew in the hearts of everyone around.

Anyone who believed in demons would become a conduit for the demons to infiltrate reality…

"Who said they were going to kill you?"

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The hazy space abruptly stilled.

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Franca, a burly man, three players by his side… Glances from three different directions simultaneously locked onto the same figure.

The figure, as if oblivious to them, merely continued to speak slowly, "When fate corners you, you can choose any means necessary to survive, even if it's a crime… Remember, that is not shameful. What's shameful are those who create these tragedies and then ignore them!"

"..."

Dai Lian, standing beside Bai E, had a blank look in his eyes.

What are you talking about, brother?

Didn't you bring us here to complete the mission and slay the evil?

How come after a couple of sentences, you've changed your mind?

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The burly man blocked by two walls of rats glared fiercely, fixated on trying to see who the heretic arriving through the slanted pipe was.

The appearance of this faction was not part of their plan, and it even seemed they might now be making enemies with them.

However, amid the chaotic movement of countless rat bodies, it was completely impossible to make out the newcomer's face in the dim reflection of the pipe.

As for the aura of Spiritual Energy… the other party had no Spiritual Energy, making it impossible to use as a marker for perception.

Identity was naturally unconfirmable.

"Covering for a heretic is a capital offense as well!" the burly man declared harshly, his intent to threaten clear.

The stunned boy also looked at the third party blocked by the rat swarm, completely bewildered by this sudden turn of events, even forcibly stopping the call of the demon's invasion.

In the dark, he instinctively searched for light, even if it was just a fleeting, illusory shimmer.

"He shouldn't die." Bai E said emotionlessly, declaring his conviction, "He did nothing wrong; he shouldn't be forced to death by this world."

A Demon Believer?

Bai E didn't momentarily see any negative traits of a Demon Believer on the boy.

His understanding of this world's inherent knowledge was still superficial, and he only believed in what he could see.

And at this moment, he saw the powerful bullying the weak, the unjust fate of the frail, that this world shouldn't be like this, he saw… justice and human rights!

Were his previous words deceiving the players?

Or were they a declaration of the maxims he staunchly upheld?

Were his prior actions aimed at gaining the protection of a superior officer?

Or were they due to his own heartfelt impulses?

Perhaps he was an insignificant figure, but he also had certain stubborn beliefs of his own.

"I won't allow it."

I won't allow this to happen before my eyes.

The calm voice resounded with certainty.

"You are making yourself an enemy of the Arbitration Place," the burly man's eyes narrowed, and a chilly aura emanated from him.

"I don't care," Bai E's gaze passed over the swarm of rats, seeing the burly man with a robust build… and the girl dressed in luxurious attire.

He had originally thought that the Arbitration Place was not what he had imagined it to be, but now he realized that the Arbitration Place he thought wasn't what he thought, turned out to be exactly what he had imagined after all.

The things You had found out… were actually correct…

"Then I'm sorry, but shielding a heretic makes you complicit in heresy!" The robust man's tone was slightly calm, but the suppressed murderous intent was icy and overflowing.

He had not intended to make a move to temper Franca.

But now…

"No need!" The tremulous voice interrupted the icy murderous intent, the boy's eyes shimmering with tears as he smiled in resignation, "Thank you… Even though I don't know who you are or what your name is, thank you."

His only regret was that he had not seen the light of this world, feeling too powerless as he faded away.

The moment he saw the light, death didn't seem scary anymore.

"I will go with you," the boy looked towards the side of the burly man, his lips trembling, fearful yet resolute about his choice, "Don't hurt him."

"You don't need to make a self-sacrificial decision on your own; I can bear the consequences of all your choices," Bai E interrupted the boy with a calm voice, "I promise, I allow, I will… shoulder everything."

"…"

In the deathly quiet corridor, only the rustling of the rat swarm sounded quietly.

Who exactly was the other party?

Looking at the unclear side corridor, the burly man's eyes flickered with uncertain suspicion.

The boy's body trembled visibly once more.

He was caught in a difficult choice.

He certainly knew the consequences of being an enemy of the Arbitration Place; it was just his last struggle before an inevitable death.

His evasion was just a resentful outcry against reality.

The moment he realized he might involve others, he forcefully overcame his fear of death and willingly embraced it.

But now… could there really be hope to live?

Could he really protect me?

Could he really contend with the Arbitration Place?

I haven't even seen my sister for the last time…

Bai E remained silent, leaving the final choice to the boy.

If he didn't have the courage to keep living even like this, there was nothing more he could do.

The boy's footsteps hesitated…

"Your actions will get him killed," the robust man narrowed his eyes.

The footsteps continued as the boy, with his back to the man, guiltily lowered his head, "I want to live…"

The rat swarm in front of Bai E silently dispersed, and the boy stepped into the corridor.

The burly man's Spiritual Energy burst forth, but the sound of something slicing through the wind came first.

"Whiz!"

The arrow, taking a curving path towards the right eye, was swiftly grasped in the middle by the quick-reacting burly man in a state of Spiritual Heart Crossing, his powerful grip twisting and deforming the arrow.

However, the next two arrows were almost hidden within the sound of the first, striking from two different trajectories at the temples directly following the first.

The sharp arrows flashed with a startling cold light, the attack from the shadows decisive and deadly, with a murderous chill overflowing.

"Buzz!"

The burst of Spiritual Energy momentarily countered the force of the arrows, and the momentum lost, the arrows finally fell helplessly.

"Clang clang clang~"

The arrows bounced slightly as they hit the ground, only to be crushed under a heavy foot, "Who the hell is it!"

"Hiss!"

Not giving the robust man time to ponder, the swarm of rats no longer wove together but fiercely launched an attack without fear of death.