National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

It made him feel that this, the strongest expert on Blue Star,

was far more unfathomable than he had imagined—a mysterious behemoth hidden in a thick fog, his true form impossible to grasp.

Just at that critical moment, from the stump of Chu He’s severed arm,

a vibrant life force suddenly surged forth.

The life force was like the warm spring sun;

in this dead, desolate, and lifeless wasteland,

it instantly lit a beacon of hope, bringing with it the proud promise of spring’s renewal.

Muscles, blood vessels, bone, and other tissues of the arm

began to rapidly regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The scene was like a quiet miracle of life unfolding before his very eyes.

In just a few short seconds,

a brand-new, powerful arm grew out, completely unscathed.

This miraculous and shocking scene

made even the ever-composed Doctor

reveal a look of utter astonishment, a flicker of shock he couldn’t hide flashing through his eyes.

Chu He, however, did not pause for a moment over his regenerated arm.

He thrust a single palm forward, the resulting gale howling with the might of heaven and earth.

Propelled by this immense force,

space tore open like fragile paper, instantly creating a massive rift.

Then, like a raging landslide or tsunami,

it surged toward the Doctor,

compressing the air in its path until it boomed and cracked.

Seeing this, the Doctor’s calm and composed expression instantly returned, as if everything was under his control.

Then, without any warning, his body abruptly exploded,

dissolving into countless blue particles that flickered with an ethereal glow.

Like agile Elves, just as the ferocious power was about to strike,

the particles swiftly scattered, then reassembled as if drawn by a mysterious gravity.

Once the ferocious, wave-like force had moved past,

the Doctor had already finished reassembling, appearing perfectly unharmed in his original spot.

He raised his head and looked calmly at Chu He, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.

With a mix of confidence and provocation, he said slowly, "You cannot kill me."

Upon hearing this, Chu He merely gave a noncommittal nod,

his expression unrippled by emotion.

Golden flames, like rushing magma,

gushed from his body.

They expanded rapidly, transforming in an instant into a boundless, raging sea of fire.

The sea of fire was incredibly hot, capable of devouring anything in its path as it completely enveloped the Doctor.

However, the Doctor remained calm.

He once again performed his miraculous "old trick," his body dissolving back into blue particles.

At this moment, a strange sight appeared.

Every blue particle moved with astonishing speed,

weaving through the golden sea of fire as effortlessly as a meteor streaking across the night sky.

What was even more astonishing was that

each blue particle could emit the Doctor’s deep, magnetic voice: "Your flames are indeed terrifying, enough to make one’s blood run cold.

But in my eyes, they are riddled with flaws."

The voice echoed within the sea of fire, seeming to come from all directions and making it impossible to pinpoint its exact location.

"Allow me to inform you,

every single one of my blue particles can reform into a complete version of me.

And once that one particle becomes me,

I can split into countless more blue particles, repeating the cycle endlessly.

In short, in this world,

no person, Evil Spirit, or anything else can kill me.

It seems your title as the strongest on Blue Star really ought to change hands."

Uzi, who was locked in a fierce battle with Xia Chengli,

happened to glance at this scene, his eyes instantly filling with jealousy.

No wonder the Doctor had remained so impassive during his attacks.

He had known all along that he couldn’t be killed.

Such confidence and power filled Uzi with jealousy and bitter resentment.

Florian, meanwhile, was trembling all over,

his eyes revealing an irrepressible excitement and anticipation.

He couldn’t stop asking himself: ’Can Chu He really be killed this time?

’If it’s truly a success,

’and the news gets out, it will surely cause a massive uproar across the entire world.

’The sensational effect would be countless times more intense than slaughtering the entire Vampire Clan!

’At that time, what position would I hold in this ever-changing world?’

His mind was a turbulent sea,

a whirlwind of complex emotions that plunged him deep into thought and wild speculation.