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Xiao Meng felt as if her world was collapsing. Just moments ago, she was worried about Sunshine's strange reverse growth scar, and the next second, a sharp pain exploded from her palm! Those black things that had once resembled twisted tentacles transformed into sharp blades, piercing her hand mercilessly. Warm blood dripped through her fingers, spreading across the wooden floor like blooming red spider lilies.
"Ah!!!" Xiao Meng couldn't help but let out a scream; the pain made her vision blur. What was happening? Why was Sunshine hurting her? Could it be… he was being controlled?
Countless questions raced through her mind, but she couldn't find a reasonable explanation. As Sunshine looked at Xiao Meng's injured hand, he struggled to speak, his voice hoarse like a broken wind instrument. "Xiao Meng… hurry… use the Qingmei's…" Before he could finish his sentence, a blinding white light suddenly erupted from the back of his neck, like a miniature supernova exploding, dazzling Xiao Meng to the point where she could barely keep her eyes open.
Immediately after, images burst forth in the air like a Holographic Projection. Three hundred memories! Xiao Meng instantly understood that Sunshine's memories were like a hard drive that had been formatted three hundred times; at this moment, all the data surged forth wildly, impacting his brain and shaking Xiao Meng's understanding of reality.
The scenes flickered as Xiao Meng witnessed Sunshine's past—his glory as a prince and his desperate flight from pursuers. She saw their first meeting, the sweetness they once shared, and the despair they faced now. Three hundred memories, three hundred reincarnations; each ending concluded in tragedy.
Xiao Meng felt as if her heart were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it nearly impossible to breathe. Suddenly, the sound of metal clashing shattered the eerie atmosphere. She noticed fragments of Susi's Mechanical Arm scattered on the ground, which began to automatically reassemble into a strange device.
The device flickered with a faint glow, and a weak voice emerged from it: "The puppet's heart contains the Ancient Witch Clan's Time-Space Termite purification program…" This voice belonged to Qingmei, someone Xiao Meng knew all too well!
Before Xiao Meng could react, an ear-piercing mechanical laugh shattered Qingmei's last words. Black-hearted Grandpa! He had appeared in the room at some point, wearing a chilling smile as if everything was under his control.
“Want purification? Dream on!” he snarled, waving his hand as the Mechanical Arm pieced together by Susi exploded into fragments once more.
Xiao Meng felt as if her head was about to burst! The memories of Sunshine, the last words of Qingmei, the schemes of Black-hearted Grandpa… these fragmented pieces of information collided wildly in her mind, yet they could not form a complete truth. She felt as though she had fallen into a vast quagmire; the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.
At that moment, her gaze fell upon the Bronze Coffin in the center of the room. At the bottom of the coffin, a photograph had appeared out of nowhere. In the picture, a young Xiao Meng stood side by side with Sunshine, both beaming with innocent smiles. This… this was their childhood photo!
Xiao Meng trembled as she reached out to gently touch the photograph, a warm current surging in her heart. Suddenly, she noticed a line of small words written in sparkling Xing Sha on the back: “Witch's Blood can restart the contract.”
Witch? Contract?
Xiao Meng's heart sank heavily, an ominous premonition washing over her. She instinctively looked at Sunshine, only to find him unconscious, his face contorted in pain.
“Sunshine…” Xiao Meng murmured, trembling as she turned the photo over and used its edge to cut her fingertip…
Blood dripped from Xiao Meng's fingertip onto the photograph, spreading like a blooming crimson rose.
In that instant, an unexpected change occurred! The mechanical tendrils on Sunshine suddenly grew wildly, as if they had come to life; no longer cold metal but shimmering energy bodies. They twisted and entwined, forming a massive vortex that emitted a low humming sound, like an ancient call.
This vortex carried a powerful suction force, aimed directly at Black-hearted Grandpa! The old man hadn’t reacted yet when he was struck with terror by this sudden turn of events.
“What the hell?!” he screamed in panic, trying to flee but finding his mechanical body stuck as if held by a powerful magnet.
With a whoosh, Black-hearted Grandpa was sucked into the Star Sand Vortex, plummeting like a meteor into the strange crack at the bottom of the Bronze Coffin.
In the crack, darkness surged, as if leading to another world. The vortex vanished, and the room returned to calm, but an eerie atmosphere lingered in the air, sending chills down one’s spine.
Suddenly, the Bronze Coffin emitted a dazzling light, and ancient Witch Script appeared on the lid, writhing like tadpoles, producing a deep Warning: “The contract backlash requires Three Lifetimes of Memories to be simultaneously Sacrificed!”
The voice echoed like a demonic sound from hell, reverberating in the room and causing Xiao Meng's eardrums to ache.
Three Lifetimes of Memories?
Sacrifice?
What on earth are these things?
Xiao Meng felt her mind was already overwhelmed. She looked around in confusion but found the room empty, save for scattered mechanical debris and the Bronze Coffin radiating an uncanny glow.
At that moment, a familiar mechanical laughter echoed from afar, but this time it carried a chilling and triumphant tone: “Countdown to zero…”
Countdown?
Zero?
What does that mean?
Xiao Meng's heart sank suddenly, a wave of intense unease washing over her. She instinctively glanced at the Bronze Coffin, only to find the Witch Script on its lid glowing even more brightly, as if it were about to explode at any moment.
With a loud bang, the crack in the Bronze Coffin suddenly widened, and a powerful force surged from Xiao Meng's palm, pulling her violently toward it.
She felt as if she had fallen into an endless abyss; darkness surrounded her, with only the howling wind in her ears and that increasingly clear mechanical laughter…
“Xiao Meng, don’t be afraid, I’m here to save you!” A familiar voice rang out in the darkness.
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