Hijacking the Timeline

Staring at the crimson eye hovering nearby to his right, Feng Qi realized he was in grave danger.

With his current strength, he stood no chance against a domain creature born from runes.

But as Feng Qi turned to flee, the crimson eye blinked, and an invisible psychic force enveloped him, rendering him completely immobile.

The invisible power lifted his body into the air.

The pressure on him intensified, and Feng Qi struggled fiercely, desperate to regain control of his body.

Yet no matter how hard he fought, he couldn’t move an inch under the crushing psychic force.

As the crimson eye blinked again, his left arm suddenly snapped, hanging limply.

Feng Qi, who had always believed himself immune to pain, felt an agonizing surge of agony erupt from the broken limb as his muscles tore.

The crimson eye slowly approached him, its surface sprouting countless tiny tentacles, each tipped with a toothed maw.

Realizing he was about to be devoured again, and remembering that his life was worth over a million, Feng Qi’s heart bled with despair.

Just as he resigned himself to death, a dark figure materialized nearby—little black, a familiar sight.

The crimson eyes seemed to sense the uninvited guest, turning to gaze at little black, who was shrouded in dark mist.

Feng Qi felt the invisible psychic force binding him weaken, as if the crimson eyes had released him, shifting its attention to little black.

The ground trembled. Debris and architectural remnants around the crimson eyes levitated into the air, and with a blink, they shot toward little black at blinding speed.

Facing the crimson eyes’ assault, little black’s form blurred into afterimages as it weaved through the incoming debris. Closing the distance with astonishing speed, its clawed paw lashed out from the dark mist.

Vuummmm!

The air vibrated with a resonant hum. Everything froze instantly, bound by an invisible psychic force, including little black’s descending claw.

With another blink, the crimson eyes unleashed a psychic blast that sent little black hurtling into a ruined building, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Yet little black soon emerged from the rubble, standing defiantly before the crimson eyes.

Though Feng Qi desperately wanted to know which of them was stronger, he valued his life too much. Seizing this opportunity, he turned and fled into the distance.

Neither little black nor the crimson eyes noticed Feng Qi’s departure; their focus was entirely locked on each other.

The battle erupted anew.

After sprinting for a long time, Feng Qi finally stopped, certain he was safe.

He never imagined he’d survive the crimson-eyed creature, owing his life entirely to little black.

”What incredible luck,” he muttered.

Despite losing his left arm, surviving at all was a miracle. Feng Qi couldn’t help but grin.

Maybe it wasn’t luck. What if little black was actually chasing you? After all, your stench is detectable from miles away, and every place you pass leaves a lingering aroma. Tracking you wouldn’t be difficult at all.

”What do you mean? Are you implying little black was actually hunting me?” Feng Qi demanded.

As usual, the Narrator vanished at the crucial moment.

”You always leave me hanging! You’re only half a man!”

Whether it’s half a man or half a dick, what use would I have for that thing? I wouldn’t take it even if you gave it away.

Feng Qi: ...

He had no retort to that. After all, the Narrator didn’t even have a physical body; what use would it have for such a thing?

You don’t need it either.

”Fuck off!”

Feng Qi’s path forward was blocked by little black and the crimson-eyed creature, making it impassable.

He simply turned back and retraced his steps.

But after only a few hundred meters, another domain creature blocked his way.

This creature resembled a sphere covered in white fur, with a blue rune crystal embedded in its forehead.

Feng Qi was beyond exasperated with his luck.

”Escaping the tiger’s jaws only to fall into the wolf’s den... I’m doomed.”

The white-furred domain creature stared directly at Feng Qi, then slowly opened its mouth, revealing a ball of energy coalescing from spiritual energy.

Seeing this, Feng Qi gripped his bone club tightly.

Just as he braced himself to be blasted into oblivion by the energy ball, it suddenly dissipated, transforming into white energy ripples that surged toward him.

When the ripples made contact with his body, he was astonished to find himself completely unharmed.

The spherical domain creature, still standing nearby, widened its round eyes in disbelief as Feng Qi remained standing.

Feng Qi was equally puzzled, unable to understand why he had been unaffected.

At that moment, the Narrator’s voice echoed in his mind.

Go up there and beat him to death! That thing’s called a Nightmare. Its ability is to spew energy waves with extreme hypnotic power. You’re already asleep, so you’re its natural counter. Plus, it’s physically weak. Don’t be scared—just kill it!

”Already asleep, so I’m its natural counter?” Hearing the Narrator’s oddly insightful analysis, Feng Qi suddenly understood why the Nightmare’s attacks had no effect on him.

After all, someone already asleep couldn’t fall asleep again.

With this realization, his expression shifted, and he began advancing toward the Nightmare, bone club raised.

Noticing Feng Qi’s immunity, the Nightmare panicked and opened its mouth, gathering spiritual energy once more.

When the energy had fully accumulated, the sphere in its mouth shattered, transforming into an energy wave that surged toward him.

The energy ripples washed over Feng Qi’s body, and his relentless advance abruptly halted.

Seeing this, the tension on the Nightmare’s face dissipated.

But just as it assumed Feng Qi had been hypnotized, Feng Qi suddenly lunged forward, bringing his bone club down hard on its head.

”Idiot! I was just messing with you.”

Stunned by the attack, the Nightmare turned to flee, but Feng Qi gave it no chance. He chased after it, clubbing it relentlessly, the Nightmare’s shrill screams echoing through the air.

Get him! Kick him in the nuts, crack his skull—kill him!

As Feng Qi pursued the Nightmare, the Narrator’s voice continued to egg him on in his mind.

(End of the Chapter)

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