Collapse Iron: After transmigrating, he was exposed to the entire universe by the Last King.

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"Star: Watch the ad to revive."

[In the scene, Huang Quan stared blankly at the black swan before him, remained silent for a moment, and then placed a hand on her palm.]

[The music begins, and Black Swan, leading Huang Quan, begins to dance; her steps are light yet aggressive.]

[“I’ve been watching her for a long time. Tonight is the first time I’ve invited her. She’s a sea patrolman, as mysterious as the rumors say, somewhat noble yet somewhat taciturn.”]

The Black Swan's dance was like a nimble cheetah circling Huang Quan, her eyes carrying a hint of provocation, as if testing Huang Quan's limits.

"But in night hunts, the hunter on the patrol is not the only hunter."

"Potio: Good heavens, what kind of eyesight does that woman have? How does she resemble a sea ranger?"

"Danheng: It's probably because Miss Huangquan is as mysterious as the Sea Patrol Knight, and she has always called herself the Sea Patrol Knight, which makes it impossible for Miss Black Swan to make an accurate judgment."

"Silver Branch: @Potio, this righteous ranger, I've been watching you for a long time. I really appreciate your habit of praising strangers, but I still don't recommend calling everyone 'baby,' as it might bother some people."

"Potio: ? He's a bastard, this 'baby' doesn't mean 'baby,' it means 'his baby,' do you understand?"

"March 7th: Um, that's a bit convoluted."

"Silver Branch: What beautiful words! Although I don't understand their meaning, you have still convinced me."

"Potio: My darling, come on, let's have a chat offline."

The black swan's fingertips suddenly brushed against Huang Quan's profile, tracing the graceful line of her jaw.

[This was a very intimate gesture; the two intertwined under the lights, then Huang Quan quickly pulled away from her embrace, creating some distance between them.]

The black swan suddenly tightened its grip, pulling it into its embrace once more. The purple veil above its head traced a graceful arc in the air.

The moment Huang Quan lost her balance, the Black Swan steadily pulled her into its arms—its jade-like hand, clad in a black glove, pressed against her back with an irresistible force.

"You're more charming from this distance than you appear."

Black Swan gently hooked her arm upwards, lightly pulling Huang Quan, who was leaning back, up. Their movements intertwined, and Huang Quan calmly followed Black Swan's rhythm.

[He seemed to be passively responding to her movements, but every turn and every raised hand subtly revealed a sense of composure and confidence.]

"He's also here for the watchmaker's legacy, no doubt about it. Everyone lies in this game, but memory doesn't."

In the instant he turned around, the Black Swan leaned slightly forward, her fingertips deftly parting Huang Quan's sleeve.

She lowered her head, about to kiss him, her lips almost touching the snow-white skin on the back of Huang Quan's hand—

Unfortunately, she dodged it at the last moment.

"Star: Yes, that's great!"

Su Chang: So... this wasn't friendship after all?

Gui Naifen: Changchang, don't move here, I'll go buy you some melon seeds.

Black Swan: @Huang Quan, I'm a little shy~

[In the scene, the lights rotate continuously with the Black Swan's dance steps. The Black Swan suddenly realizes that the force on her fingertips has been countered; Huang Quan has somehow managed to grab her wrist.]

The Black Swan raised an eyebrow, and in the next instant, she was drawn into a powerful dance step, instantly closing the distance between them.

"Getting better and better, isn't it?"

[The Black Swan remained elegant and confident. As the two dancers twirled and spun, the entire stage seemed to dissolve, darkness enveloping their ankles, only to transform in an instant into countless starlight.]

Where black swans pass, they leave behind a tapestry of memories. Countless points of light swirl between their feet, forming one mysterious and intricate pattern after another.

"Everyone has a past, and the past shapes the present. Some people can grasp their memories, while others are trapped by them, unable to escape."

At that moment, the Black Swan gently pushed aside Huang Quan with her fingertips, allowing her to gracefully spin and dance beneath her palm.

She confidently admired the scene, a self-assured smile playing on her lips.

"So, I took action."

Chapter 81 Seeing the prison goose makes me want to laugh

"I need to know... which one is she?"

The two danced gracefully once more. Black Swan gently supported Huang Quan's waist with her left hand, while her right hand intertwined with hers, guiding her to turn and perform her next move.

"This banquet attracted many people: the company, Yiting, the Fool, the Nameless Guest, and... the Annihilation Gang."

"They were supposed to keep their appointment, but—"

As she spun around, the Black Swan looked at Huang Quan, whose fingertips she was holding.

Their gazes met, and a predatory light flashed in the black swan's beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to see into Huang Quan's heart.

But Huang Quan remained calm and unmoved by her actions.

"The Lord of the Underworld is dead. He and his descendants will never attend the banquet again. Beautiful ranger, what have you done?"

As the words fell, the Black Swan's gaze pierced into the depths of Huang Quan's consciousness, only to be instantly engulfed by endless waves of blood—

Countless severed limbs were scattered everywhere, igniting a raging fire. The scene, which should have been filled with smoke and fire, was now reduced to black and white, except for a single splash of crimson at the far end...

At the end of this apocalyptic scene, Huang Quan slowly turned around.

Her indifferent, scarlet eyes stared straight at her—

"Excuse me... are you asking me?"

The surrounding strings suddenly changed key, like a sharp dagger piercing the black swan's heart.

[Huang Quan's dance steps also became forceful; her hand, which had been gently resting on the Black Swan's waist, suddenly tightened, her fingers digging deep into her skin, showing no tenderness whatsoever.]

Before the black swan could react, Huang Quan plucked a handful of black feathers from her body.

The black swan's calm and confident expression vanished, replaced by fear and panic.

But Huang Quan's actions didn't stop; after the first round came the second, the third, the fourth... countless feathers drifted down in the crimson environment.

At this moment, Huang Quan's eyes were filled with nothing but indifference and focused intent on his prey.

No matter how hard the black swan struggles, it can never escape, like a mosquito stuck in a spider web—all its efforts are in vain.

Gui Naifen: Hiss~ So bloody. If this were on the Xianzhou live streaming page, it would definitely get a century-long ban.

"March 7: So Miss Huang Quan... well, never mind, I've already added her to my list of people I can't offend."

Fireworks: Hehe~ This is really funny. Look at the contrast between the old and new versions of the dog—so, I stepped in. (Imitation)

"Star: I can't take it anymore, I've suddenly developed a strange illness that makes me want to laugh whenever I see a prison goose."

"Aha: Aha thinks you're very funny, Aha will bless you."

Black Swan: ......

"Aha: Huh? You actually believe that? Ahahahahaha—"

"Jing Yuan: The powerful figures in the Star Sea are indeed not to be underestimated."

"Pam: The passengers of the underworld... they probably won't make a move easily, right, Pam?"

"Tail: Wow, this Memory Maker is really bold. @HuoHuo, if you had half, no, even a tenth of his courage, you wouldn't have done this."

Huo Huo: Huh? Me...me?

Blood stained the silent, eerie grassland, turning even the white bones a dark crimson, until only black and white remained.

On the wasteland, a cheetah's silhouette flashed like lightning, its sharp fangs biting deep into the taut neck of an antelope; a grizzly bear's jaws snapped shut, its snow-white fur splattering with blood droplets; a pack of hyenas swarmed forward, tearing at the belly of a horned bull, its curved horns futilely carving deep marks in the dust.

These scenes, layered upon each other, flashed repeatedly, slowly fading from their original colors, transforming into black and white silhouettes, then coalescing into pale lines that intertwined in an empty space.

All the lines converge and contract towards the center... ultimately coalescing into a singularity that devours everything—

That is a being deeper than darkness itself.

Amidst the churning waves of blood, countless scarlet arms emerged from the water, like drowning victims making their last struggle, frantically trying to grasp at something...

But apart from empty nothingness, nothing can be grasped.

The black swan frantically reached out, its slender fingertips flailing wildly in the air, as if trying to grasp at its last shred of hope for survival.

But alas, her body was being torn apart and crushed by an invisible force... turning into drifting feathers, swirling and falling into nothingness, disappearing completely.

Black Tower: What is this? Nothingness?

"Su Chang: But it looks like just an ordinary black hole?"

Ladio: You possess a beauty untouched by knowledge.

Su Chang: Really? This is the first time someone has ever complimented me on my looks.

Gui Naifen: Good girl, Changchang, let's not say too much.

"The Underworld: That is one of the myriad manifestations of nothingness."

Jiang Lin: If I'm not mistaken, those figures should be the self-destructing beings who have fallen into nothingness, right?

"Aha: That black egg really got a lot of attention. I wonder when Aha will have a chance like that..."

Sambo: Black...preserved egg?

"Fireworks: Hehe, why don't you go take a bite of that black preserved egg? That would definitely make you the center of attention."

"Aha: Yeah, cough cough, everyone look at me, I have something to say, Aha's not going, hehe~"

As the last note trembled and dissipated in the air, the black swan in the center of the dance floor could no longer support itself and collapsed into the arms of the underworld.

She raised her hand to support her waist steadily. After the dance, her sweat-dampened hair clung tightly to her slightly pale cheeks.

She gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently with each breath, as if greedily drawing in air with every inhale.

"Who is the Annihilation Gang...?" Huang Quan asked, looking at the still panting Black Swan with some confusion.

[Then the scene shifts to Huang Quan walking alone on the road, and the black swan's voice sounds again:]

"I've been watching her for a long time. Tonight is the last time I'll invite her, Sea Ranger... no, I've made a fatal mistake."

"Everyone has a past, but for some, it's a silent, deep sea filled with the remains of the drowned."

[Yellow Springs stands on a bustling street, bathed in light, yet from behind, it still exudes a profound stillness, like the deep sea.]

"The Annihilation Gang... the Annihilation Gang..."

The clatter of high heels gradually ceased, and Huang Quan seemed to remember something, a look of sudden realization dawning on her face.