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In the ruins, all that Shen Ling could see was devastation.
It had only been less than half an hour since he went out, and upon returning, the library had already turned into a wasteland.
In the distance, a figure seemed to tremble for a moment, instantly capturing all of Shen Ling's attention.
As he approached, he looked at the familiar face.
Shen Ling remained silent.
"Shen... classmate?"
"It seems... what I saw... in the future... is indeed true."
Qin Kai spoke in a flat tone, almost unrecognizable as someone on the brink of death.
Only the large wound on his abdomen had taken away most of Qin Kai's vitality.
After saying these two sentences, it seemed to be his limit.
Shen Ling expressionlessly helped Qin Kai close his eyes, then slowly looked up at the shadow in the sky.
Boom!
In an instant, a fierce wind swept through, blowing Shen Ling several meters away.
When he raised his head again, Shen Ling could clearly see the full figure of that shadow.
It was a catastrophe beast covered in black scales, with four limbs and two massive horns on its head.
A pair of pure white wings contrasted sharply with its body color, surrounded by a chilling aura of death, with countless ghostly lights swirling behind it, forming a ring.
Its mouth was filled with sharp fangs, still stained with remnants of flesh.
The gaze directed at Shen Ling was remarkably human-like, filled with disdain.
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Catastrophe Beast Name: Soul Reaper Scythe
Race: Aboriginal Beast Tribe
Race Potential: Legendary Level
Growth Level: Legendary Level
Description: A native catastrophe beast from the disaster spirit realm, it symbolizes death as a Legendary Disaster Beast. It possesses immense power and a brutal temperament, and no one has ever succeeded in forming a contract with it.
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Legendary Disaster Beast!
Even without direct confrontation, the mere pressure it exuded made Xiao Hei unable to move an inch.
Shen Ling showed no signs of surprise; despite Xiao Hei's desperate resistance, he was still drawn into the contract space by Shen Ling.
"Human!"
Another instance of telepathy!
Moreover, it was extremely domineering and unreasonable, completely disregarding communication, simply aiming to obliterate Shen Ling's mental state.
Shen Ling felt as if a pile of useless information was being forcibly shoved into his mind, causing a splitting headache.
In the ruins, the Soul Reaper Scythe let out a disdainful roar, a strand of thought surged into Shen Ling's already crumbling mind.
"Weakling!"
As if triggering some kind of chain reaction, Shen Ling's thoughts, which were on the verge of collapse, suddenly became clear. Although still incredibly fragile, he ultimately regained consciousness.
"Interesting!"
The Soul Reaper Scythe intensified its pressure, and the mental force instantly crushed Shen Ling's form.
Even so, Shen Ling remained awake.
He even struggled with all his might and managed to stand up.
"I am not a weakling!"
Shen Ling's voice was low but powerful; this was not him rebutting the beast but rather him fighting against his own frailty.
"I, Shen Ling..."
"How could I become a weakling!"
As soon as the voice fell, a familiar figure appeared in Shen Ling's eyes.
The mysterious Tentacle Calamity Beast emerged and immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the Soul Reaper Scythe.
The shockwaves from their fight sent Shen Ling crashing against the wall, and under the immense force, Shen Ling fainted.
The last image in Shen Ling's memory was of the Soul Reaper Scythe colliding with the Tentacle Calamity Beast in mid-air, neither side gaining the upper hand.
What was that catastrophe beast?
How could it possibly match the legendary level Soul Reaper Scythe?
In a daze, Shen Ling felt as if they had been trapped in a long, long dream.
When they opened their eyes again, Shen Ling felt a wave of dizziness, and what lay before them was a pure white space.
There seemed to be a strange smell of disinfectant in the air.
Shen Ling quickly regained consciousness, forcing themselves to sit up and examine their surroundings.
White walls, sheets, hospital gown, a peculiar smell filling the room, and medical equipment at the bedside.
Everything was telling Shen Ling.
This was a hospital.
"You're awake? Don't move; your injuries are serious, and you can't just move around!"
Shen Ling turned around in confusion as a woman in a white coat quickly approached the bed while speaking.
Without saying much else, she pressed Shen Ling down onto the bed and then took out a phone, saying,
"Professor, the patient is awake!"
"Who are you?"
Shen Ling looked at the nurse in front of him with a puzzled expression. The wide coat did not conceal the woman's curves; instead, it seemed to struggle to contain them.
Her long golden hair was styled in waves, and two peculiar earrings hung by her ears. Beneath her gold-framed glasses, her eyes had a hint of blue, suggesting foreign ancestry.
What caught Shen Ling's attention even more was a black tattoo on the woman's right hand.
A Talent Mark!
This woman was also an Awakened!
Shen Ling felt puzzled but did not show it on his face.
The gentle female voice spoke again.
"Hello, I am Qian Mengxue, a doctor at Longcheng Safe Zone First Hospital, and also the Vice Chair of the Dragon City Spirit Contract Master Alliance. You can call me Dr. Qian or Vice Chair Qian."
"I believe you have many questions right now. Once you recover, we will have dedicated personnel to explain everything to you."
"Lastly, I want to congratulate you in advance for obtaining the key to the peak in this damned era!"
Qian Mengxue never expected that the person in front of her was a reborn individual. She thought her words were subtle enough, but Shen Ling immediately grasped the key point.
Long City! Spirit Conjurer Alliance!
It seems she must have been rescued by the government and brought back to the safe zone.
"Hello, Dr. Qian, how long have I been unconscious?"
"I don't know the exact time, but you have been hospitalized for 30 hours."
Upon hearing this, Shen Ling's pupils froze.
If in this life, the government also went to the library to search for survivors on the third day of the disaster, then she had been unconscious for fifty hours?
Qian Mengxue instinctively thought that Shen Ling was still feeling lost about her experiences during the apocalypse.
She quickly raised her voice, "Don't worry, the apocalypse is over, a new era has arrived!"
"The mark on your hand is the key to reaching the peak, known as the Talent Mark."
"We have already tested it, and you have awakened the talent of 【Fire Element Enhancement】. Once you recover, I will arrange for you to join our Dragon City Spirit Contract Master Alliance. At that time, you will be able to contract those catastrophe beasts and grow step by step!"
"【Fire Element Enhancement】?"
Shen Ling was taken aback; she clearly had two talents, so why was only one detected?
Could it be that 【Soul Grazing Touch】 is a special talent that cannot be detected by conventional means?
Indeed, the effect of the Soul Grazing Touch is so extraordinary that it was unheard of in my previous life; it must be a special talent.
When Shen Ling fell into a daze, Qian Mengxue thought that she had provided too much information for Shen Ling to process at once, so she decided not to say more.
After a moment of silence, Shen Ling's mind had already drifted elsewhere.
Why had the disaster occurred, and why had the theory about Soul Contract Practitioners already emerged, and on such a large scale?
In her previous life, Shen Ling had always suspected that the occurrence of the disaster was no coincidence.
However, she could find no evidence until just now when Qian Mengxue's casual remark confirmed her suspicions.
The truth behind the disaster is far from simple.
But regardless of what the truth may be, Shen Ling knows that the most important thing is still strength.
Only when her power is sufficient can she seek revenge, find her sister, and uncover the hidden truths behind it all.
Otherwise, everything is just empty talk!
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