The binding light circle around him was torn apart, and with a powerful grip, he yanked the light circle that tormented Tan Ming. He firmly grasped the circle with both hands, exerting force simultaneously to distort and shatter it. The binding around Tan Ming's waist loosened, and he regained his freedom.
Liu Xuanzhu did not stop; he rushed toward the messenger, forcefully tearing apart the binding circles one after another.
The system's voice followed closely: "Sorcerer maliciously violates system rules, initiating Disciplinary Action!"
Flames ignited on Liu Xuanzhu's body as he quickened his pace, removing the last binding circle from Zhang Liu. His massive form blazed like a burning hill.
Yet Liu Xuanzhu did not cry out; he endured in silence, sitting on the ground and quietly watching Ling Xingyuan as tears streamed down her face amidst her laughter.
Ling Xingyuan covered her mouth, also crying silently.
"Ling Yuan, I know you want to live," Liu Xuanzhu said.
"Dai Zi, I don't want to be alone," Ling Xingyuan replied.
In the end, neither of them spoke their true feelings aloud, but they could hear each other's thoughts as if they understood one another too well.
Quickly, Liu Xuanzhu was reduced to a mere skeleton.
"Dai Zi!" Ling Xingyuan screamed.
No, it was me; I was wrong. I was too impulsive! Shen Jianghuan felt a wave of self-reproach wash over her as she teetered on the brink of emotional collapse. She was the true culprit.
She recalled her impulsive decision to initiate the vote so resolutely, which led to Jiang Jie’s death. When she was suspected by the messenger, it was Jiang Jie who stood by her side. Yet she betrayed Jiang Jie’s trust and even sent her to the Execution Ground with her own hands.
If Jiang Jie had not died, the system would not have been angered, the messenger would not have faced Disciplinary Action, and Liu Xuanzhu would not have died!
A cascade of mistakes filled her with guilt, self-blame, and regret that crashed against her heart like waves. Shen Jianghuan didn’t even have the courage to face it; she had indirectly caused these consequences. She thought she was weak—perhaps even more cowardly than Jiang Jie.
At that moment, all she wanted was liberation.
Holding the Red Card in her hand, her voice trembled as she declared, "I, Wolf Messenger Identity, Spellcaster, seek only death!" She resolutely revealed her identity and cast a final affectionate glance at the messengers for one last farewell.
"Identity self-detonation detected; initiating Disciplinary Action!" the system's voice announced.
Tan Ming felt a sudden clarity as the system's cold, emotionless voice echoed in her mind.
Shen Jianghuan was engulfed in flames, and the other envoys looked at her with regret in their eyes. It was Shen Jianghuan who initiated the vote, but no one had forced them to cast their ballots, so they all bore responsibility for Jiang Jie's death. Shen Jianghuan's guilt towards Jiang Jie was perhaps a personal burden.
"I'm sorry," she whispered softly, the words barely escaping her lips.
Red flames blazed fiercely, illuminating Shen Jianghuan's tear-streaked face. Her pupils reflected the fiery colors, revealing the turmoil within her heart.
Since childhood, Shen Jianghuan had always been the teacher's favorite student. She enjoyed showcasing herself in front of her teachers and classmates, always eager to help others. However, she also had her flaws.
For instance, she was careless. In her sophomore year, she took the initiative to help her teacher transcribe the final exam scores. In a moment of distraction, she accidentally recorded one student's score incorrectly. Unfortunately, there was only one sheet of transcription paper that could not be altered, and since she saw that the scores were passing grades, she felt justified in letting the mistake stand.
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