"Why can you still laugh?"

"You're almost dead, not even worthy of becoming nutrients for the Golden City."

Triton's rage had subsided, and he floated in front of He Zhan, unable to understand this human's behavior.

Why deplete so much of his life force just to provoke him, when he could have used his Awakened Ability to endure the Soul Shock Waves for a long time?

Perhaps he could have lasted until that despicable fellow noticed the commotion and arrived to rescue him.

Throughout turning thousands into secondary sources to this point, it had never encountered such a peculiar human, having a chance to survive and not seizing it?

In his current state, he couldn't even become a normal secondary infection source, even if infected, he'd probably collapse immediately without a chance to cry.

"Cough cough cough... Indeed, you're the only remaining Fierce Ghost of the Lost Realm... still able to communicate with humans," He Zhan exclaimed, panting heavily.

Then he took a deep breath, forced his nearly collapsing body to straighten, and stood like a birch tree aiming to pierce the clouds.

With a grin, he said, "You ask me why?"

"I have no grand ambitions or vision to establish the heart of heaven and earth; nor the profound knowledge to carry on the teachings of sages past; nor the powerful ability like Wu Liang and Director Long to bring everlasting peace."

"But at least, I believe I have the sense of duty to establish a livelihood for the people!"

"Stopping you from advancing, exorcising a Fierce Ghost that threatens human society, is my reason to smile!"

"Now... cough cough cough... I must continue on my path!"

With that, dozens of bloodred eyes abruptly opened on the surface of He Zhan's body.

His entire being emitted an ominous aura, as if corrupted into a monster, with his white hair and desiccated skin making him appear more like a frenzied madman.

A suppressive force no weaker than the one that repelled the Soul Shock Waves erupted from him once more.

He Zhan hadn't forgotten, his task wasn't just to lure this Fierce Ghost out, but also to hold on until Wu Liang arrived on the battlefield!

The Soul Shock Waves just now had a grand momentum, with shattered glass and buildings everywhere, surely Wu Liang would notice the situation here.

Now he needed to burn his last bit of life force to pin this guy down here!

When Wu Liang arrived, it would be the end for it!

"I understand, you are also doing this for your country... unfortunately, you're just a weak human," Triton said disdainfully.

Their actions bore striking similarities; one man and one ghost both acted for their countries.

The difference was the former through slaughter, the latter through protection.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sea snail shell at Triton's waist automatically emitted a low, horn-like sound.

That despair-inducing Soul Shock Wave rolled in again like a tidal wave, after all, there were millions of secondary sources across several cities.

What He Zhan had stopped earlier was at most tens of thousands of souls.

And now, as he stirred up the same magnitude again, what could this human, at his wit's end, do? All he could do was face death!

Facing the oncoming, all-devouring Soul Shock once more, though He Zhan's body was in tatters, his smile endured, standing tall amid this mortal crisis.

Only a bit helpless... he might not hold on until Wu Liang arrived.

This Fierce Ghost was indeed overly strong.

"Heh, it's just death, if not for a certain brother, I'd have been buried months ago!" He Zhan lamented with a bitter smile.

Then he concentrated all his suppression on Triton, leaving no strength to counter the onrushing Soul Shock.

He was prepared for death.

Now, he only needed to delay Triton for a few more minutes after his death!

Boom—boom—boom!

Like the roaring collision of Awakened Ability and Soul Shock Waves before, deafening explosions thundered through the empty sky.

In that instant, both Triton and He Zhan were stunned.

Because the Soul Shock Waves were completely blocked, and it wasn't from He Zhan himself.

A purplish-red Nightmare Mask with menacing red light leaking from its hollows floated before him, its aura far exceeding that of a typical City-Destroying Level Fierce Ghost.

The next moment, He Zhan felt a familiar hand pat his shoulder, a voice behind him spoke: "He, since I dragged you from the brink months ago, you must live well, live to see the supernatural completely vanquished by humans."

"You have the responsibility for the people, they need someone like you to stand up, now leave the heavy lifting to create everlasting peace to me."

"It can't escape, not even if Jesus arrived."

Once the words were spoken, the eerie purplish-red mask was grabbed by a large hand.

Then it was worn on Wu Liang's boyish university-like face, integrating with him in a melting manner.

In an instant, Wu Liang's fair face turned malevolent and sinister, even a pair of Hell-Demon-like curved horns appeared on his forehead, and his grinning mouth stretched to his ears.

He Zhan looked at the youth who now stood by him as a shield, recalling how last time, during the Chengyang City Destruction event, he had bravely stood firm to fend off the Fierce Dragon Ghost outside the city.

This time, he would also keep the Lost Realm out of the world.

"Haha, you got here fast..."

"I'll leave it to you, I'm a bit tired, gonna sleep a bit..."

With Wu Liang's arrival, He Zhan finally relaxed, and the fatigue from the adrenaline and life force surge hit him hard.

As he fell backward, about to hit the ground, a wisp of gentle mist carefully caught He Zhan and silently carried him into a Lego-like house.

The house, as if with legs, staggered away from the battlefield upon receiving He Zhan.

Seeing He Zhan's pale form vanish at the street's end, Wu Liang's indifference carried an undercurrent of anger, grinning with his monstrous wide mouth said, "He doesn't deserve to be Golden City's nutrients? Nor should you speak of nation in his presence."

"Using the city's souls to form an impact? Enjoying winning by numbers? Let me show you what it means to crush all with one might..."

With those words, he grasped the familiar rusty cleaver in his hands.

In Triton's terrified gaze, the cleaver too merged into Wu Liang's body!

A second fusion!

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