“BOOM!”

A terrifying energy exploded behind her, lifting her petite body off the ground!

Her feet left the ground instantly, and her tiny body rotated in midair, head down and feet up, facing the rear. She could clearly see her fellow students being engulfed by the explosion.

“BOOM!”

Another surge of energy detonated, and the dispersing force collided directly with Sui Li’er’s body. She felt like her body was about to shatter into pieces.

The intense pain robbed her of her strength in an instant. In that brief moment, the painting clutched tightly to her chest was torn away by the force of the energy.

“Ah!” As Sui Li’er flew backward through the air, she opened her eyes and instinctively reached out, seemingly forgetting the pain.

With her mouth agape, her expression was one of fear!

My painting…

The painting Lord God made for me!

In the next moment, her small body was flipped by the energy again. Sui Li’er felt dizzy and disoriented, closing her eyes in fear.

“Bang!” A sound as she crashed heavily onto the ground. Due to the impact, she tumbled several times on the ground before coming to a halt.

“Ah…”

“Ugh…” Sui Li’er curled up on the ground, her mouth wide open, trembling softly as she cried out.

Upon landing, her delicate skin rubbed harshly against the rough ground, causing her body to be covered in fresh blood. Yet, even so, she didn’t trigger the system’s notification.

Had the system alerted her promptly, Chen Ling would have immediately reacted.

Because her mind was consumed by the painting, she neglected everything else. The painting was a gift from Chen Ling and was the most precious thing to her.

Meanwhile, Chen Ling was focused on the dark cloud before him and hadn’t noticed Sui Li’er’s condition.

Trembling, she used her hands to prop herself up. Her arms, legs, and face were now covered in bloodstains and scrapes. Her soft and tender skin had turned into a mangled mess.

“Ugh…” Sui Li’er’s tears had started flowing uncontrollably. The warm tears seeped into her wounds, intensifying the pain as if being pricked by needles.

However, she caught sight of her precious painting from a distance!

The painting was facing upwards, and Sui Li’er could faintly see that it was still intact. Her heart was immediately filled with joy: Great… The painting is still…

In the next moment, her heart seemed to skip a beat.

A surge of cyan energy suddenly descended from the sky.

“BOOM!”

It crashed heavily onto the ground, not far from the location of the painting. The surrounding hot spring water exploded once again.

Sui Li’er could clearly see, to her devastation, that the violent energy had torn the painting into fragments while it was suspended in the air!

She was dumbfounded, her gaze fixed on the explosion before her. The shattered pieces of the frame were blown towards her.

“Clang, clang.” Two sounds as they landed not far in front of her.

“No…” Sui Li’er’s lips trembled, tears welled up and spilled from her eyes.

“No…,” her face contorted in agony. Trembling and enduring intense pain all over her body, she limped her way to the broken fragments of the frame.

It was just a corner of the frame; the rest was nowhere to be found, perhaps obliterated in the explosion or carried away to an unknown location.

This can’t be real…

This can’t be my painting…

She crouched down, trembling hands picking up the shard, shattering the last defense of her heart.

A trace of the painting remained on it, the familiar sight. Without a doubt, it was the painting Chen Ling had given her.

It was her Lord God, who had personally painted it for her.

To her, this was not just a painting; it was also a memory. She still vividly remembered the playful banter she and Chen Ling had exchanged when he was painting it.

It wasn’t merely a painting; it was Chen Ling’s affection for her. This was her only proof that Lord God liked her…

Because the Lord God had said she was much prettier than the painting, which had made her happy for quite some time. This was what love was…

However, the painting that held these memories was now gone.

Sui Li’er sat on the ground deflated. Even though her wounds were once again in contact with the ground, she just stared ahead, mouth slightly open, not making a sound.

Tears trailed across the wounds on her face, mingling with her blood before dripping a few drops. The exploded hot spring water had fallen by now, soaking her body, wetting her beautiful aqua-blue hair.

Droplets fell on her mangled wounds.

In the next moment, her aqua-blue hair began transforming into pink, inch by inch, starting from the roots. The energy of the explosion spread, accompanied by strong winds, tossing her hair that was half-blue, half-pink.

Finally, her hair had turned entirely pink.

It was the same sorrowful shade as her hair when she first met Chen Ling – a color of heartbreak.

Sitting slumped on the ground, surrounded by explosions that came in waves, she resembled a wounded pink sprite from a battle, her body covered in blood, tears streaming down her face.

“My painting…”

“Ugh…”

Someone, please help me… my painting…

Her heart trembled.

But in this moment, no one could see her, no one could hear her in this world. The loneliness that had enveloped her for years returned once more.

“Lord God…”

She whimpered, whispering to herself.

A god, her god.

A term that had always filled her with a sense of security and joy every day. But at this moment, it detonated all the emotions within her heart. Like a breached dam, a torrent of emotions flooded out all at once.

“Ah… Lord… God…” She lifted her head to the sky, mouth agape, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.

“Ah!” Sui Li’er wailed, shouting with all her might, her voice laced with pain. However, in this world, there was no one who could hear her anguished cries.

“Ah! Waaah…” Even when she looked up, she couldn’t see where Chen Ling was. Her vision was obstructed by mist.

She just hoped her Lord God could hear her.

She didn’t want that cloud anymore. She didn’t want to water the flowers. She just wanted Chen Ling to come back quickly.

She needed him. She wanted to embrace him; she wanted that painting…

The physical pain paled in comparison to the agony in her heart. Why were they fighting… she still didn’t understand.

Why did they destroy my painting?

No, it’s because I didn’t protect it…

〚 Ding~ Target: Sui Sui, emotional instability, score -100 billion! 〛

Above the sky, Chen Ling’s eyes froze, and he looked down.

His gaze pierced through a kilometer, cutting through the mist, and he could clearly see her, tears streaming down her face, her body covered in blood.

Chen Ling’s heart skipped a beat, and he stood frozen in place.

That face, capable of moving even a god, now had half of it obscured by blood and flesh.

Blood?

Tears?

It was a mix of blood and tears!

Chen Ling’s azure eyes suddenly emitted a layer of black mist, swiftly shrouding his eyes.

Both his eyes were pitch-black. They looked as if they didn’t exist, an eerie and horrifying sight.

Simultaneously, a surge of black energy burst out from his body, pouring out of every pore, enveloping him in an instant.

In that moment, everyone below stopped what they were doing and looked up in terror.

Those who had been writhing on the ground in agony ceased their cries, opening their eyes to look above.

It wasn’t just them; people all over the world felt like doomsday was approaching. A terrifying energy engulfed their bodies, sending shivers down their spines, causing their hearts to convulse.

“Master Chen!?”

Yan Ran and everyone else gazed at Chen Ling in fear.

The black energy coiled around him, forming a pure black armor around his body, while two horns, each half a meter long, emerged from his forehead.

No one could discern his expression. However, they could sense the terrifying rage emanating from him.

His jet-black eyes locked onto Sui Li’er, who was slumped on the ground.

Suddenly, a voice echoed within his mind:

〚 Destroy it. 〛

〚 This world. 〛

He didn’t utter a word, only a thought that spontaneously arose in his mind.

Yet, everyone in the world could hear his voice.

A demonic whisper from the depths of an abyss, sending shivers down their spines.

〚 Ah~ 〛

An alarm suddenly blared within the Main God Realm!

〚 Warning, warning! Class 3-A Divine Intern, Chen Ling, mental instability! Danger level: SSS＋. Immediate containment required to prevent dimensional harm! 〛

〚 Warning, warning! Class 3-A Divine Intern, Chen Ling, mental instability! Danger level: SSS＋. Immediate containment required to prevent dimensional harm! 〛

!!!

Lin Moyu’s heart trembled.

“Chen Ling!”