The End Times as a Song

Chapter 630 What does it mean?

However, after calming down a bit, Yan Hong suddenly realized that something seemed amiss. She frowned, carefully recalling the scene when Yunlu threw the fireball, and couldn't help but think to herself, "Something's not right. Given Yunlu's strength, he shouldn't have made such a mistake. Could it be... that this guy hasn't fully mastered this newly acquired ability yet?"

The thought sent a shiver down Yan Hong's spine, cold sweat beading on her forehead, a deep fear welling up from the bottom of her heart. If that were truly the case, then the upcoming battle with Yunlu would be fraught with uncertainty and danger! Just thinking about it sent a chill down her spine.

She stared at Yunlu's retreating figure, breaking out in a cold sweat: "Is that even human anymore?"

A layer of black mist lingered around Yunlu's clean face.

Her body began to convulse, and the shadow of a powerful, mysterious black monster slowly peeled away from her body, floating in mid-air, looking both eerie and terrifying.

The surrounding dust was also affected by this mysterious force.

The undercurrents surged and swirled, as if reborn, rapidly rising from the ground to completely surround Yan Hong.

Before Yan Hong could react, her hands and feet were bound. Under the suppression of a mysterious force, an unseen power pressed Yan Hong down, forcing her to kneel on one knee.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding air rapidly converged, forming a transparent pillar of light that struck her chest. Yan Hong coughed up blood.

She looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar girl in front of her with a puzzled expression.

She angrily said to Yunlu, "Yunlu, Professor, what exactly did I do to you? How did you suddenly turn into a bloodthirsty monster?"

At this moment, the monster behind Yunlu gave her a death order: "Kill her, Number Seven!"

Yunlu received the monster's command, slowly walked to Yan Hong's side, squatted down, and looked at Yan Hong provocatively.

Strangely, she didn't say anything, but instead patted her on the back and stood up as if nothing had happened.

The monster, angered by Yunlu's actions, roared at her, "Number Seven, what are you doing? I told you to kill her! Did you hear me? Kill her, kill her!"

Yan Hong's pupils dilated as she looked at Yun Lu, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "What's going on? Does it still have self-awareness? It didn't obey the monster's command to kill me?"

"Impossible, he's already gone berserk, he couldn't possibly still remember me?"

"Yunlu, it's me, Yan Hong. Do you remember me?"

Clinging to a sliver of hope, Yan Hong made a final struggle.

Yunlu remained expressionless and did not respond.

Yan Hong shook her head: "It's impossible for him to remember. If he did remember, how could he have killed everyone at Research Institute No. 7?"

A ripple of emotion stirred within Yan Hong.

She knew that Yunlu was in a difficult state to deal with, and she wasn't even confident that she could stop Yunlu from advancing.

But she had no choice; her responsibility and duty was to maintain the safety of Research Institute No. 9.

This was a death order given to Yan Hong by the doctor.

No one can cross this line. Crossing this line means death.

In this great battle against Yunlu, Yan Hong had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

"I'm sorry... Yunlu! Even if I die here today, I won't let you get through." After saying that, Yan Hong drew the greatsword from behind her.

"Yan Hong! You still love to show off! We're still here for you, why are you acting like it's a matter of life and death?"

"You've come...!"