In the evening, He Ran ended her day of classes.

Walking on the main road of the academy, she saw Mu Tuo who was being escorted from afar. The latter sat paralyzed in the cage, his expression numb.

When she left last night, she removed the puppet on him. One could imagine the fear on his face when he woke up and saw Shi Han lying on the ground covered in blood.

It was very likely that he had tried his best to explain and refute those people over and over again, but no one wanted to hear his explanation anymore. All the evidence pointed at him and Shi Han.

The family members of the deceased in the team just wanted an explanation. Shi Han could not die, so he had to give them an explanation.

Mu Tuo was just a scapegoat.

If they did not participate in the matter of forcing the original to death, she would not personally slaughter them.

However, some people did just that.

Don't blame her for being ruthless.

As for Shi Han, she had only lost a pair of hands and a foot. Compared to the humiliation and bullying that the original body had suffered, what was that?

She looked down at the faded cross mark on her wrist.

This pair of hands had once picked up a sharp sword. Its owner had also wanted to become a swordsman, but on that night, it was completely destroyed by a person.

From then on, not only would he have no fate with swordsmen, but he would also be bullied, despised, beaten, mocked, poured cold water on, and humiliated after he chose the pharmacist profession.

Those unbearable memories surfaced in her mind one by one.

It stopped when a stranger gave the original body a bloodstone.

Since when did a person not fight back after being slapped and pin all their hopes on a bloodstone?

Prayers and wishes at night did not bring him salvation. During the day, he was still humiliated.

Someone had given her hope, and the girl had seen it as salvation. But at that time, she probably didn't think that she had just fallen from one hell to another.

Until…

Everything that happened in the forest that day.

Who would have thought that the girl, who was a demon, would actually pray to a blood stone that carried the remnant soul of a god? In the end, she sacrificed herself to complete what she thought was redemption.

"Tonight is almost over."

He Ran looked at the crimson sunset in the distance and muttered. The afterglow of the setting sun quietly elongated the shadow on the ground.

One day, after entering dusk, it was only a sign that the past would soon end.

Tomorrow was a new day, and the dawn was a new life.

……

The night came silently. The carriage and people escorting Shi Han were already ready, waiting for the order to set off.

It had rained last night, and the marble floor had been washed clean. During the day, it had been dried by the scorching sun, leaving no water stains.

The carriage and the escorts set off.

They passed through the academy's main road and left the academy's main gate, leaving the academy's boundaries.

After passing through a crossroad and a few streets, they would be able to leave Desolate City.

However, just as the carriage drove out of the gates of Drifting City, a cluster of icy blue flames shot up from the bottom of the carriage. Before the guards could react, the flames immediately turned into a huge ghostly fire that enveloped the entire carriage. Under the night sky, it suffused a strange dim light.

The horse that was connected to the carriage was suddenly startled. It raised its front hooves and after a howl, it started to charge forward while dragging the fireball behind it.

"What happened?"

" Miss Shi Han is still inside. Save her!" The few of them looked flustered and rode their horses to chase after him.

At this moment, He Ran had already reached the tallest building in the academy, the bell tower.

She looked into the distance and saw a bright light outside Desolate City. It was running towards the forest outside the city.

Although she was not good at using fire, that was enough.

"It should end now."

He Ran watched from the bell tower as the light burned until it went out and disappeared into the darkness. Her face was extremely calm, as if she was looking at something unimportant.

The mark on his wrist gradually dissipated into the air as the light went out...