area51novel Chapter 912 I Seem to Have Taken the Wrong Path
Chapter 912 I Seem to Have Taken the Wrong Path
Inside the alley, the liquor and the kiwi were still locked in a fierce battle.
"Kir!" Baijiu spoke for the first time, his voice filled with uncontrollable heartache, "How did you become like this!"
It's not too late to stop! You've been deceived by Rum's false claims! There's no such thing as an intelligent world! It's all just an illusion!
Baijiu screamed at the top of his lungs: I don't want to kill you!
"I don't want to talk to dead people either," Kiel replied coldly.
She raised the club high and brought it down with tremendous force on Baijiu's back. It was clear that this ambush was carried out with absolute intent to kill! She wanted to kill Baijiu!
Before anyone knew it, she had darted behind Baijiu and roughly strangled his neck with a stick.
In an instant, Baijiu felt as if the air had suddenly disappeared, making it impossible to breathe.
But Kiel's offensive went far beyond that—a thorny target should be dealt with in an even more ruthless manner.
Kiel kept slamming his knee into Baijiu's back. For those few seconds, Baijiu felt as if his back was being brutally pierced by rusty steel bars.
Gil...! Just as Gil was feeling Bai Jiu gradually losing consciousness—
In an instant, Baijiu gathered all his strength into his feet, and with a slight lift of his foot, he angrily stomped down on Gil's toes!
A sharp pain surged through Kiel's heart in an instant, and the moment his feet hit the ground, he heard several crisp cracking sounds of bones breaking.
Kiel felt as if she were being trampled by a giant elephant, and the excruciating pain caused her to involuntarily loosen her arms that were holding Baijiu's neck.
Baijiu snatched the stick from her hand and swung it violently, slashing it horizontally across Kiel's abdomen with a sound as heavy as the tolling of a New Year's bell. Then, he grabbed Kiel's petite shoulders, controlling her entire body, and slammed her against the walls on either side in succession, the crisp sounds of impact echoing through the alley.
"Ahhhhhh!" Kiel yelled, spitting on Baijiu's face. She tried to mask the burning pain with her voice, and fueled by her surging adrenaline, she managed to wrest the stick back from Baijiu's grasp!
Even Baijiu was surprised that Gil possessed such immense power!
However, baijiu quickly responded.
The moment Kiel gripped the stick, he opened his palm, spread his fingers, and gripped Kiel's face tightly, pinning her to the wall.
Seeing that she was at a disadvantage, Kiel reacted just as quickly and made the best decision—she tilted her head back slightly, and then, with a strong gust of air, she rammed straight into the center of Baijiu's face!
After regaining the upper hand, Kiel grabbed Baijiu by the neck with both arms and forced him to the cold, damp ground.
She raised her beautiful and slender thigh, gently lifted her foot, first pressing down on Baijiu's abdomen, then slowly moved her foot down toward Baijiu's lower body, preparing to bring this battle of ace against ace to an end!
The two men were panting heavily, their eyes locked in a murderous glare.
This intense fight has exhausted both of them.
Although Kiel had the upper hand, the power that adrenaline gave her was gradually running out.
From Kiel's somewhat anxious and flustered expression, it was clear that she didn't have much strength left.
Baijiu gritted his teeth and, with all his might, pulled his almost numb left hand out from under her left foot. He clenched it into a fist the size of a sandbag and angrily pounded it into Kiel's blood-stained abdomen!
After several heavy punches, Gil, whose strength had been completely exhausted, was powerless to break free of his restraints and collapsed to the ground, meeting Baijiu's gaze.
Kiel stared at the liquor, slowly raising his right hand as if to make a final stand.
Bai Jiu's calm eyes suddenly ignited with intense killing intent. He remained in a fighting stance, grabbing Gil's hair and forcefully lifting her from the ground. Then, like throwing away trash, he violently slammed her face against the wall!
Once! Twice! Three times!
Only after hearing a sound like teeth breaking and a faint sound of flowing water did the brutal liquor gradually calm down.
All that could be seen was that Kirna's beautiful and delicate features were covered in blood.
Her eyes were bloodshot, her hair was disheveled, her gaze was empty and hopeless, and there were several long, thin cuts on the center of her forehead.
Their clothes were also tattered and torn during the fierce battle.
She still retained a sliver of consciousness, staring at the liquor with eyes full of despair. Hearing the sound of the stick being picked up from the ground, she calmly closed her eyes—her own story should be over.
It seems I really was deceived by Rum.
However, it can't really be called deception.
When they came to raid Baijiu, Rum had already said: "Your mission is definitely going to fail. Your only purpose is to delay Baijiu. But don't worry, your life won't be in danger."
It seems... it really was a failure.
Rum deceived her too. The so-called intelligence, the so-called destiny, were all illusions.
Only one's own death is real...
Accompanied by a hissing sound and a loud thud from the stick—
Half a second later, she realized she could still breathe, slowly opened her eyes, and stared at the white wine.
This former teammate didn't kill him; instead, he spared his life...
She stared blankly into the distance.
Yes...it seems she has long since strayed from her original purpose.
She seems to have forgotten why she joined the organization and has been lying low ever since.
She believed Rum's words and the power of the AI, and planned to assassinate Rum the moment he gained control of the AI, using the AI to avenge her father.
But the impact of this journey has been too great.
She has given up so much... that she is now completely different from before.
In comparison, only the liquor hasn't changed; it's still as reliable as ever...
Is the intelligent entity truly omnipotent? Aren't we merely pawns on its chessboard? Only Rum is equivalent to the king or general on the board; the pawn and the player are ultimately not on the same level...
Gradually, Kiel lost consciousness, and his vision became increasingly blurry.
On the bridge, the situation has completely turned against them.
Rum subdued Grace to the ground with absolute dominance, leaving her completely powerless to resist, like a lamb to the slaughter, with barely any room to struggle.
Rum pressed one knee against her back, pinning her firmly to the cold bridge surface. He tilted his head, examining her as if admiring a trophy, even extending his rough fingers to seemingly gently stroke her cheek.
“If you put on some makeup… you might be a beauty.” Rum squinted, his lips almost touching her ear, and whispered, “Look…”
"Your figure is quite alluring." His tone was unsettlingly scrutinizing. "To be honest... you shouldn't be a thief. With your looks, wouldn't it be much easier to make money by serving men?"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his right hand and tore open her already tattered clothes.
Immediately, he raised his knee and kicked her hard in the chest without any mercy!
Grace tumbled down the stone steps of the bridge like a puppet with its strings cut, her movements utterly disheveled. When she finally came to a stop, her face was covered in blood and dust, a truly pitiful sight.
The liquor shot out of the alleyway, arms swinging rapidly, long legs running at full speed through the empty, quiet alley.
He stepped across the stone pavement and hurried toward the bridge as fast as he could, praying that Vermouth would not get involved in the conflict.
I hope she can keenly detect any abnormalities.
Meanwhile, Rum was climbing the steps, approaching the dying Grace. The dagger in his hand gleamed coldly, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Your fate... ends here.