"Wen Ruxiu wins."
The hawk masked lady's calm declaration left Yino, who was half-kneeling on the ground with his white robes partially burned away by the demonic abyss, stunned in place.
It was like experiencing an absurd, illogical fantasy.
He had stumbled into this hundred-year memory belonging to Jing Chen. He saw a villain trying to ruin Jing Chen's life, attempted to save it, fought with all his might, yet still couldn't win.
Such a farcical ending seemed to say that all of Yino's previous efforts were futile...
Even as a transmigrator with memories of a past life, even with numerous collectibles at his disposal, even if Yino executed every detail perfectly, he simply couldn't defeat Wen Ruxiu in this dream today. After all...
The other's head had been cut off, yet he could still cheat, resurrect, turn into a giant dragon, and then sweep across the entire screen with a hellish greatsword. How was anyone supposed to fight that?!
Wasn't this clearly a scripted death?!
