Montua.

Ah, quick tune in the live broadcast.

Is that Sister Hung? Chapter 122.

A timely rescue morning tea.

Can we finally see Hang's true form? Pikachu Pika Meow sh Pikachu Pika Meow rewards with a super cannon expressing gratitude for Pikachu.

Pika meow s generous support.

Morning tea.

God pika soft bean sprout exciting good.

A massive gift effect materializes on the screen, dazzling for several seconds.

After the explosion effect, the screen clears and the barrage is silenced for 10 seconds throughout the entire live stream.

A surge of intense exhilaration floods Lynn Ku's heart, her smile widening beyond control.

Oh yeah, rescue has arrived, accompanied by a hefty donation.

1,000 divine coins, 100,000 divine power.

After deducting the fees, there's still a considerable amount left.

Linu is striking at rich.

The live stream room falls into a profound silence.

Suddenly, a luminescent hand emerges from the portal, illuminated by the sun's projection in Lin Coup's divine realm.

Its skin porcelain white with long, elegant fingers.

A slender figure gracefully steps through the portal.

Lin Coup brimming with excitement exclaims, "Lord Hong, welcome.

" Her voice abruptly cuts off.

In that instant, a massive light spear descends, piercing through Lin C's divine realm.

An outer god has torn through the portal, invading Lin Coo's world with a colossal light spear aimed directly at her chest, targeting her divine essence.

There is no escape at this moment.

The silence effect from the gift dissipates and a flurry of comments floods the screen.

Llan, the adorable, be careful, chillingly.

Oh my, Coco streamer, watch out behind you.

Mangm is here.

She won't die, right? She mustn't die, especially after holding on till the end.

Help has finally come.

Maple Leaf red dust.

How could this happen? A blinding white light engulfs the entire video, creating a searing halo.

Then the screen goes dark, plunging the camera into an abyss of darkness.

The player deity initiates the live stream by requesting the system to release miniature divine power cameras around her, which automatically follow and record.

Upon her demise, the cameras retract leading to a black screen and the end of the live stream.

Darl, did she die? Fay 1 FM.

No way.

No way.

Hu collapse.

What happened? I hope the streamer is safe.

Rolling.

What a pathetic deity hung is.

How absurd.

The streamer was instantly obliterated.

The system sending her to save others is utterly nonsensical.

We should ally with the outer gods.

Blue stars doomed.

All dead.

Great space emperor Amelia.

Radiant Emperor Ryan, deep sea god stoyu supreme.

Dream moon melody.

Uggh.

Disgusting blue star traitor.

The guiding faction is utterly revolting.

Rolling.

All dead.

Reported.

The comments descend into chaos.

Pikachu.

Pika meow.

She is not dead.

This is a skill akin to the dark realm.

Rest assured has saved the streamer.

Dazed.

Thank you, God.

Pika truly deserving of millions of fans.

Even watching a live stream is a different experience with you.

Child driven mad by learning.

Thank you for the explanation.

Godpa Eric 100018.

What has transpired was too rapid and the intensity of the light was overwhelming.

It's normal for those without visual capabilities in divine arts to struggle to see clearly.

Everyone can click the lower right corner to select special processing for a replay.

Darl, thank you for the clarification.

Lin Coup breathed heavily.

teetering on the brink of death, her entire being trembling with fear.

She had truly come perilously close to dying.

In a moment of joy, she was unexpectedly ambushed by an otherworldly entity.

The elation of rescue, the thrill of receiving rewards, and the terror of a sudden death intertwined within her, creating a potent sense of panic fueled by an instinctual will to survive.

Yet in that critical moment, a formidable goddess intervened, pulling her back from the precipice of death.

Embracing herself, she grasped the incoming divine spear with her ethereal hand, intercepting the relentless assaults.

The chilling remnants of the attack lingered above her heart, where the divine essence resided before her.

The light emitted from the spear clashed with the delicate, pale hand of the goddess.

The tip of the spear and the divine power within her hand were locked in a struggle.

Behind her, warmth enveloped her as she leaned against a soft and comforting body, cradled in gentleness.

A soothing voice reached her ears from behind, dispelling her fears.

It's all right.

Leave the rest to me.

The voice was clear, its tone gentle.

The goddess s immaculate hand shattered the divine spear.

And upon hearing those words, Linkster gradually subsided.

The pristine hand enveloped her, soothing the fear that had gripped her as crimson streaks marred her sight.

The divine power caressed her, and Lin Ku eyes slowly closed, plunging her into darkness.

This infinite darkness shrouded the light, yet drew her into a profoundly secure dreamscape, where she experienced the tender embrace of night.

Suzi Han comforted the goddess nestled in her arms, easing her fatigue and unease, allowing her to rest deeply against her shoulder.

Upon arrival, Suzi Han instantly recognized this pleading deity as an old acquaintance, Lin Coup, the one who sold fried chicken and also a cherished friend from her previous life.

The world felt both vast and dimminionive.

Suzi Han had not anticipated their reunion under such circumstances.

Perhaps sensing her arrival, the otherworldly entity grew desperate, recklessly tearing open a portal and launching an attack on Lynn, who amidst the oppressive circumstances of the world.

Having come this far, Suzie Han, regardless of her familiarity with Lin Coup, was resolute in her mission.