328: Chapter 328 She will never call you "Sir" again.

At this moment.

Zhuge Jinyu was lying quietly in his arms.

Her white hair was like snow.

She would never again pull out her vermilion bird feather fan to playfully tap his forehead in feigned anger because of his offense.

She would never again call him "Sir" in that sweet, honeyed tone.

Su Chen reached out with trembling hands and looked around.

Inside this absolute defensive barrier radiating brilliant golden light.

Besides the remains of Zhuge Jinyu.

By his side.

There were scattered a few inanimate objects that had lost their masters.

Yes.

Except for Zhuge Jinyu, when the other women died.

Not even their bodies were left behind.

A broken long saber, snapped in the middle and stained with dried blood.

A butterfly hairpin carved with exquisite patterns, having lost all its spiritual luster.

A luxurious phoenix robe, its edges scorched black by the Nirvana Fire, embroidered with a dark golden phoenix.

A Water-Avoiding Bead, dull and lusterless, no longer emitting a faint blue halo.

A su chen sword, broken into several pieces, its sword intent completely dissipated.

And that vermilion bird feather fan with broken ribs.

Su Chen's gaze swept blankly over these relics one by one.

With every glance, his heart was pierced by an iron nail, hurting so much that he couldn't breathe.

He finally understood.

The dissipation of Demon Concubine Su Daji and the others that he had seen in his semi-conscious state, as well as the sacrifice of Cang Mingyue and the others, were not dreams.

Their deaths were all real.

Demon Concubine Su Daji was dead.

To seal the plane rift, she exhausted nine hundred years of cultivation and lifespan, dying alone atop the Star-Plucking Tower.

Teacher Wang Jin was dead.

To protect him, she was crushed into a mist of blood by a giant abyss palm.

Su Wanyue was dead.

To buy him time, she burned her spiritual essence and vanished into ashes.

Jiang Luoli was dead.

To block a fatal blow, she sacrificed her Phoenix Fate, leaving no remains.

Cang Mingyue was dead.

To freeze ten thousand miles, she crushed her demon core and turned into beautiful, sorrowful foam.

Ye Jingjun was dead.

To slaughter the demons, she severed her path of ruthlessness and turned to ash in the gale.

Finally, even Zhuge Jinyu, who had been struggling to hold the big picture together and protecting him fiercely behind her, died in his arms.

"Why... why did it end up like this..."

Su Chen looked up at the pitch-black sky.

He had thought that after obtaining the Angel Investment System, becoming a martial artist, having so many investment targets willing to follow him, and possessing the Human Emperor Fate...

Everything would get better.

But now, he...

Felt just like that little boy who was dying on a hospital bed, suffering from several types of cancer, trapped in a game set by fate.

No different at all.

When he realized that it wasn't just Demon Concubine Su Daji who had left because of him, but that everyone had left him.

When he realized that in this vast, boundless world, he was the only one left.

His soul fell into complete madness.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

"Damn heaven, if you wanted me to die, you should have just taken my life back then!"

"Why did you let me have a beautiful dream only to snatch everything away from me and implicate so many innocent people?"

"The Alien Demons deserve to die, but you deserve to die even more!"

Su Chen covered his head with both hands and roared in pain.

This roar tore through the fierce winds of the East Sea and shattered the blood rain filling the sky.

Carrying endless resentment and regret, it shot straight into the heavens!

Just then.

On the surface of the East Sea, which had calmed down due to the desperate final strike of Cang Mingyue and Ye Jingjun.

A sudden change occurred.

"Rip—!"

Above the sky, it seemed as if a pair of invisible, unimaginably huge abyss hands appeared.

Forcibly pulling apart the great spatial rift that had already healed as all the Alien Demons who had come to Blue Star died.

Yanking it violently to both sides.

A crack a hundred, a thousand times larger than before.

A terrifying fissure that almost spanned the entire skyline of the East Sea.

Appeared out of thin air.

Immediately after.

A pressure that made the entire Blue Star plane tremble.

A pressure that made all living beings tremble in the depths of their souls.

Descended with a boom from that rift.

Countless dark purple giant tentacles, thick as mountain ranges and covered with countless barbs.

Slowly extended from that void rift.

They danced back and forth in mid-air.

The sight looked extremely bizarre and terrifying.

Su Chen raised his eyes, staring at the indescribable thing looming above the clouds.

He naturally knew what it was.

It was what Zhuge Jinyu and the others had mentioned countless times.

The one that the four of them had fought against, and none of them had gotten the better of.

The source of all calamity.

The supreme matriarch of the Alien Demon Plane.

Cthulhu!

It seems that the sacrifice of the three women, Zhuge Jinyu, Ye Jingjun, and Cang Mingyue, had indeed played an inestimable role.

Their desperate group attack not only slaughtered tens of millions of high-level familiars, causing almost all other Alien Demons in the entire Alien Demon Plane, except for Cthulhu, to be completely wiped out.

But also forcibly forced this high-dimensional god.

To come down and intervene personally.

Yes.

Although those high-level Alien Demons were all killed in action, as long as Cthulhu existed.

The Alien Demon Plane could still regenerate.

Furthermore, if Cthulhu, representing the Alien Demon Plane, swallowed the entire Blue Star plane.

The army of Alien Demons that the Alien Demon Plane could produce would be even more powerful than the original.

The violent aura of pollution rushed towards him like a tsunami.

Even the absolute defensive barrier made an unbearable "creaking" sound under this pressure.

But the formation was, after all, set up by Zhuge Jinyu using her very last bit of life.

Although it seemed small in front of Cthulhu, it was unexpectedly stable.

Even though it creaked for a long time, not a single crack appeared.

Su Chen lowered his head, looking at the golden-glowing formation around him, and then looked at the six extraordinary items scattered on the ground.

He knew very well that this "Great Fortune Under Heaven" formation, which Zhuge Jinyu had bought with her life, possessed the profound mystery of reversing heaven and earth.

Even when facing the descent of the god-level Cthulhu, as long as he stayed in the formation, he would be absolutely safe for a short time.

Not only that, as long as he was willing.

He could completely utilize these six relics of his beloved ones before him, plus the "Angel Investment System" that had been in standby mode in his mind, to immediately start six full rounds of high-dimensional investment.

Relying on these tokens carrying the supreme luck of the Transcendent Heroic Spirits.

As long as the investment was completed, his strength would inevitably cross that untouchable chasm.

Reaching a supreme level that even he himself could hardly imagine.

At that time.

Let alone this main body of Cthulhu, even for the entire Alien Demon Plane, he would have the confidence to wipe it out in one blow.

As long as he survived, as long as he started the investment, he could become the true god who saves this world.

He would possess supreme authority, and Cthulhu would not be able to threaten him in the slightest.

I am afraid Zhuge Jinyu thought so too.