Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

Chapter 180 The Useless Prince's Power Seizure (58)

Once the water is boiling, let it flow evenly down the pig's head.

The piglet cried out in pain and began to struggle violently. Then, the experienced palace servants began a series of procedures, including bloodletting.

Holding a knife, Yu An followed the palace servant's instructions, making swift, clean cuts, then a second, then a third...

The pitiful squeals of the pig gradually faded, but Yu An's eyes gradually reddened—he seemed to truly read pleading and regret in the pig's eyes, as if it were not just an animal.

The scene was already silent. Jingli sensed Yu An's unusual behavior and sent a stream of energy into Yu An's body.

He wanted Yu An to take revenge himself, but he didn't expect that such a scene would bring out the dark side of Yu An's heart.

Yu An felt a sense of relief. The pig in front of him had been chopped into pieces, and the fallen pieces of meat were not wasted. They were caught by the palace servants and roasted until they were crispy and fragrant.

Yu An came to his senses, took two steps back, and handed the knife back to the palace servant.

At this moment, Langyue returned to the main seat, and Jingli was about to manipulate the little pig emperor to raise his wine cup when a sudden change occurred.

—The pig, which should have been dead, suddenly let out a piercing scream, drawing everyone's attention.

Jingli's expression hardened.

It was nighttime, and others might not have noticed, but Jingli felt the approaching shadows.

This is very abnormal, because the palace is the core of the formation, and only a small number of shadows and resentment can be found near the slaves and the palace walls.

6058 also issued an alert: [A new vortex has formed centered on the pig.]

Jingli quickly released energy and activated his spiritual communication, and then sensed the emperor's soul inside the pork body laughing maniacally.

His thoughts were in complete disarray, and even though Jingli's psychic abilities used energy, they still caused him a splitting headache.

The emperor kept shouting, "Let me go! I'm not going to chase you anymore! I want to go home!"

A moment later they were saying—"The gods are coming! Hahahaha! You're all doomed!"

Then, Jingli felt the thin layer of energy inside the pig's body that he hadn't removed being propped up by something, and then he heard a strange voice.

"Grass!"

Jingli: ...

Suddenly, it didn't feel so serious anymore.

The emperor's spirit is still going mad.

"Gods! Quick! These people are God Eaters! Kill them! Kill them!"

Before the god could even grasp the current situation, he was stabbed again.

"This is the... generous gift you were talking about?"

The "god" had a strange accent, but Jingli could still hear the gritted teeth in his voice.

Unfortunately, the emperor's soul had just endured a long period of torment with the little pig, and was now somewhat dazed. He failed to recognize the god's rebuke and continued to shout angrily, "God descend! Grant me eternal life!"

The pig's already disfigured body trembled at this moment, emitting weak "oink" sounds.

The palace servants who were slaughtering the pigs were also seeing piglets with such tenacious vitality for the first time, and they were at a loss for what to do.

Jingli, controlling the little pig emperor's body, raised his cup at the opportune moment: "It seems that this time we will surely win a great victory."

Jingli also raised her glass, while keeping an eye on the pork.

Yu An had returned to his seat, sitting on either side of Jing Li with Yuan Lanying. Zeng Yuan, who was sitting to the side, was initially a little scared because of the pig's strange behavior, but after hearing what the little pig emperor said, he quickly felt relieved and raised his wine glass.

The pig's cloudy eyes immediately looked at the emperor who was speaking, and naturally also saw Jingli beside the emperor.

"It's you--"

The pig's eyes became even darker, and Jingli could feel the shadows surging around him, but he wasn't worried.

After all, Yu An had already cut off the pig's trotters, so even if the creature possessing it was powerful, it would be difficult for it to do anything special.

[Jingli: Mommy, he called me.]

[Keiri: Who do you think will come this time?]

6058 did not reply, but instead requested sensory sharing from Jingli.

The two share an observer system, and either party can share their senses with the other.

Jingli selected "confirm," and 6058 immediately heard that familiar accent.

"As expected, it's you again."

The sound carried a hint of resentment, yet also a barely perceptible smile, sending a chill down 6058's spine.

[6058: It's Sefosi.]

The arrival of Cypher himself was something 6058 hadn't expected.

In the previous two worlds, Keiri had never faced Cyphersey in person, and Cyphersey had never seen Keiri in person either.

The two sides reached a strange agreement: Sefosi disrupted the small world, and the scene was repaired. This was the first time the two sides had faced off face to face.

6058 wasn't worried about what Cyphersey in this world could do, after all, he was trapped inside the half-dead roast pig's body. At worst, he would just have to burn his bridges and use all the shadows to deal with Jingli.

However, Jingli has already grasped the source of the shadows in this world and found a way to break the lowest level of the formation. The god has joined Yu An and is about to have the opportunity to show his talent.

It's only a matter of time before the shadows are cleared from this world and it returns to normal.

What 6058 is worried about is the future.

If the name is only revealed in the first world, Sefosi can find a way to kidnap Kyouri in the second world, and this world can even prevent Kyouri from being born in a certain incarnation.

Now, Keiri is completely exposed to Sefosi's gaze, and 6058 cannot imagine how great a crisis Keiri will face in the future.

At this moment, Sefosi could only rage in vain, unleashing a vicious curse within the pig's body: "Do you really think you can change the facts with your power? Or do you think what you're doing now is right?"

"Your god is no longer capable of controlling this world. He is arrogant and selfish. Otherwise, how could he have been outdone by me?"

"Don't trust him anymore, don't oppose me, let's control the divine power together, isn't that better?"

His voice was manic and seductive, and under the powerful pollution of this world, 6058 even felt a little dazed.

"You're describing yourself, aren't you? What you're like, that's how you see others."

6058 immediately regained his senses. After all, he was just an ordinary Zero Realm employee, and he was indeed struggling against Sefosi, who had already seized a portion of his divine power.

But Jingli showed no signs of decline.

Perhaps it was because Severus was in dire straits at the moment, or perhaps it was because of Jingli's unusual identity.

But at this moment, Jingli cleverly did not reveal the existence of 6058, even though the sentence was said by 6058 when he was complaining.

As the two confronted each other, the flames had stopped flickering at some point, and the blood droplets on the tip of the palace servant's knife froze in mid-air, motionless. Only the dark shadows slowly pressing into the palace from outside added an eerie touch to the seemingly stagnant and out-of-control situation.

Everything around seemed to have been paused. Except for Jingli, everyone's expressions and movements were frozen in place, and the black aura on the little pig grew thicker and thicker, gradually taking on a human shape.