Chapter 57: Launch Your Head to the Moon! The Death of Zhou Quan?

Zhou Quan’s heart was pounding rapidly.
He understood that this was not just his own chance, but the only chance for all of them.
After a brief pause, he leaped into the air.
Ullens instinctively waved his hand, attempting to slap Zhou Quan’s head.
Whoosh—
The piercing gale of the palm strike stirred Zhou Quan’s hair.
Zhou Quan hung suspended in mid-air, the tips of his toes barely two centimeters off the ground, his entire jumping motion seemingly frozen by a pause button.
Ullens missed yet again.
This time, the astonishment on his face could no longer be concealed.
Zhai Qingwu watched this scene, her beautiful eyes flickering.
This is...
Zhai Qingwu recalled her experience in the cave, a thoughtful expression surfacing on her face.
So that ability can be used in combat as well?
However, with his ordinary human body, once struck by Ullens—even just grazed—he would undoubtedly die!
Could he succeed?
Zhai Qingwu felt her heart ache with anxiety for Zhou Quan.
"Flying Head Curse!" She flicked her wrist, shooting a thin black thread from her fingertips like a spider spinning silk.
It was the only thing she could do.
Hang in there, Zhou Quan!
The curse took effect, and Ullens’s head jerked.
His body froze.
A light flashed in Zhou Quan’s eyes. He sprang forward, grabbed onto a gap in Ullens’s armor, and scrambled up onto Ullens’s chest.
It’s going to work!
Zhou Quan laboriously raised the hand holding the crossbow.
Just at that moment, the effect of the curse vanished, and Ullens’s head dropped back onto his shoulders.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Zhou Quan met a pair of eerie green eye sockets.
His heart skipped a beat.
At that instant, his crossbow was not yet aimed, and with his body hanging on Ullens, there was nowhere to hide!
Zhou Quan struggled to take aim, but Ullens was already moving.
Learning his lesson, Ullens directly grabbed Zhou Quan by the waist; this time, there was no way he would miss!
"Go to hell!"
Ullens gave Zhou Quan no further chance.
He swung his palm with all his might, striking Zhou Quan’s back. The blow was immensely powerful, the resulting rush of wind capable of stinging one's eardrums!
Bang!
There was no miracle. The massive force drove straight into Zhou Quan’s body, shaking even the ground beneath them!
Yet...

Beneath the giant iron palm, Zhou Quan’s body remained completely undamaged!
Not only that, he didn't suffer the slightest impact. He simply raised the Cloud-Piercing Arrow and aimed it straight at Ullens’s eye socket.
I'm sorry!
But you left me no choice!
The flickering green light was reflected in Zhou Quan’s eyes, and the next second, he pulled the trigger.
Swish!
The Cloud-Piercing Arrow shot forth, drilling into Ullens’s eye socket and erupting with a dazzling blue light inside Ullens’s skull.
This blue light even overshadowed Ullens’s soul fire!
"Ah!" Ullens let out a shrill scream, involuntarily loosening his grip on Zhou Quan.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhai Qingwu waved her hand excitedly: "Flying Head Curse!"
Ber!
Ullens’s head parted from his shoulders.
The dazzling blue light suppressed Ullens’s soul fire, and his head did not fall back down. Instead, it soared into the sky on the spot, showing not the slightest bit of nostalgia for Earth!
"Ah! My body!"
"Put me down!"
"I surrender! I don't want the divine remains anymore!"
"Aahhhhh!"
Amidst the intermingled blue and green flames, Ullens’s head shot straight up into the clouds, accompanied by his screams, drilling into the cloud layer and vanishing without a trace.
Ullens’s body reached out a hand, making futile grabbing motions toward the sky as if bidding farewell.
Thud!
Ullens’s body dropped to its knees, facing precisely in the direction of Qin Xue.
The wind whipped a plastic bag across the pool of blood on the ground, making a rustling sound.
In the oblique wind and cold moon, all sounds of nature fell silent.
After paying a heavy price, this battle had finally come to an end.
"Gosh!" Zhai Qingwu screamed, "I thought we were going to die here today, but you actually pulled it off!"
Zhou Quan smiled and said nothing.
Zhai Qingwu looked Zhou Quan up and down, asking in confusion, "Why are you still floating? Get down!"
Ullens was down, but Zhou Quan was still floating in mid-air, maintaining his arching pose as if engaged in some bizarre cosplay.
Zhou Quan pressed his lips together: "I can't get down."
Zhai Qingwu froze. Looking closer, she noticed that Zhou Quan’s upper body was collapsing at a slow speed.
This is...
"Are you dying?" she blurted out in dismay.
Zhou Quan nodded.
[Grandmaster of Slow Motion] could only delay his transformation, not eliminate it.
He was already half a dead man.
When charging at Ullens, he had wondered if he might die, his heart pounding with fear.
Yet when the time of his impending death truly arrived, he felt a sense of release.
He had committed countless wrongs and deserved to die long ago.
"I don't have much time left. I'd like to ask a favor of you," Zhou Quan said softly.
"What is it?"
Zhai Qingwu’s smile vanished. With a complex expression, she said, "As long as it's not too outrageous, I'll agree to it."
"After I die, the house and car are all yours, along with my extraordinary items, including my clothes." Zhou Quan paused.
He pleaded, "I hope you will bring the divine remains to my sister and take care of her as she grows up. If fusing with the divine remains still cannot cure her somnophobia, please help me think of another way."
"What about your parents?" Zhai Qingwu frowned.
Zhou Quan shook his head: "Once I'm dead, they won't live much longer either. You just need to take good care of my sister."
"Understood. Is there anything you want to say to your sister?" Zhai Qingwu asked again.
Zhou Quan pressed his lips together. At that moment, he seemed to see Zhou Changle’s innocent and radiant smile.
He whispered, "Big Brother will love you forever."
Zhai Qingwu fell silent.
After two seconds, she nodded: "I will pass it on."
"Thank you," Zhou Quan said sincerely.
Zhai Qingwu let out a long sigh.
"God, what's wrong with you?" Li Muchi emerged from the shadow, looking at Zhou Quan with concern.
Zhou Quan calmly replied, "I'm going to die."
Li Muchi stood frozen.
At that moment, the dark shadow walked over and knelt beside Ullens.
Wisps of black mist rose from the surroundings, especially drifting out in large amounts from the Red Hat and Ullens's body, scrambling to burrow into the dark shadow.
Zhou Quan glanced at the dark shadow.
A mortal could never dream of benefiting from an evil god; his performance tonight truly deserved to be called giving it his all...
Crack—snap—
Faint cracking sounds echoed from Zhou Quan’s body. His upper body was visibly collapsing, his entire back sinking deep into his ribs, and his spine curving into a horrifying angle.
Excruciating pain surged like a tsunami, instantly drowning his nervous system.
Zhou Quan clenched his teeth tightly, silently savoring it.
This second was for the old director; this second was for the diva Weng Lin; this second was for Father Charles; this second was for the righteous top-tier influencer Zheng Fei; this second was for Knight Ullens...
Amidst the intense pain, Zhou Quan felt a sense of spiritual liberation.
He had finally received the punishment he deserved.
Zhai Qingwu let out a heavy sigh and turned away, unable to bear the sight of Zhou Quan’s death throes.
Li Muchi looked up at the dying Zhou Quan, fear welling in his eyes as crystal tears streamed down his face.
"Wuuwuuwuuwuu!"
"God!"
"Achi doesn't want you to die!" he cried, consumed by extreme sorrow, like a cuckoo weeping blood.