Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 561 – This is a Novel Script That Was Set Long Ago

Long Hao’s voice was calm.

But the moment those words fell, Lin Li felt the entire world rejecting her.

This wasn’t suppression at the level of rules.

It was a higher-dimensional expulsion order—issued by the very fabric of the world’s laws.

She couldn’t move.

Those million points of Mental Strength, that five hundred thousand in physical constitution—all of it was locked inside her body, like an insect frozen in ten-thousand-year-old amber. She could see, but she couldn’t touch.

Then she saw Long Hao raise his hand.

He didn’t even make an elaborate motion. He simply waved at her, casually.

Boom!

Lin Li didn’t see how he closed the distance.

It felt like a black hole had been torn open in her abdomen—her consciousness, her power, even her very existence were being sucked into an irresistible force.

Her entire body was sent flying backward.

Faster and farther than Long Zhan had flown moments ago.

Every ruin, building, and hill along her path turned to the finest dust the instant she crashed through them.

Her prized Life Domain—the moment Long Hao touched her, it was like a raging flame licking a sheet of thin paper. Not even ash remained.

As for the Time Rule?

That thought never even had the chance to fully form in her mind.

Lin Li’s body embedded itself deep into the side of a thousand-meter mountain. The semi-translucent crystalline structure showed spiderweb-like cracks spreading across its surface for the first time.

She coughed up blood, flecks of green light scattered within it.

Too fast.

So this was Level Ten?

Before she could even struggle free from the mountain’s embrace—

A hand had already pierced through hundreds of meters of rock, precisely clamping around her neck. Like dragging a kitten, it pulled her out from the mountain’s depths.

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It was Long Hao.

He held her aloft, his eyes utterly devoid of emotion—only absolute nothingness.

“Your Life Rules are quite special.”

Long Hao looked at her.

“Unfortunately, before an absolute gap in level, all life is merely nourishment.”

His five fingers slowly tightened.

Lin Li felt her neck being ground into powder. The Life Origin within her body was flowing uncontrollably toward his palm.

She tried to resist.

“Spirit-Flesh Unity!”

Her Mental Strength burned wildly, attempting to phase through and escape Long Hao.

But the moment that power surged, a single wisp of aura emanating from Long Hao easily crushed it.

“It’s useless.”

Long Hao said.

“The dimensions are different.”

He raised his other hand, preparing to completely shatter her core.

“Enough!”

A hoarse roar came from the ground below.

A twisted ripple of space flashed, and the black-haired Lin Fan appeared behind Long Hao, locking his arms around him in a death grip.

“Courting death.”

Long Hao didn’t even turn his head. He struck back with a single palm to the man’s chest.

The black-haired Lin Fan’s body exploded instantly, scattering into a cloud of gray-black mist. But the mist didn’t dissipate—instead, like clinging bone worms, it wrapped tightly around Long Hao’s body.

“Spatial Imprisonment!”

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The man’s voice echoed within the mist.

Long Hao’s movements stalled for a tenth of a second.

And in that tenth of a second—

Another spatial ripple erupted beside Lin Li, sweeping her up without ceremony.

The black-haired Lin Fan’s figure re-materialized in the distance. His face was pale as paper, his body beginning to wither and shrink.

He grabbed Lin Li, then swept his gaze toward Chu Chen, who had also been caught up in the spatial ripples.

“Go!”

The three vanished from their spot simultaneously.

Long Hao broke free of the thin Spatial Imprisonment. He looked at the empty sky and did not give chase.

He simply raised his hand and looked at his palm.

A trace of Lin Li’s life force still lingered there.

“There’s no escape.”

He said softly.

…

Fragrant Hills International, infirmary.

The space twisted, and three figures tumbled out ungracefully.

Lei Li and Sun Jing rushed over first.

When they saw Lin Li, covered in blood with hardly a patch of skin intact, they froze.

“How could this…”

Lei Li’s voice was trembling.

Not long ago, she had personally chosen a name for this girl.

Now, before much time had passed, how had things come to this?

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The black-haired Lin Fan waved his hand, signaling them not to come closer.

He didn’t look at anyone, only staring intently at Chu Chen, who had picked himself up from the ground, dusted off his clothes, and remained as calm as ever.

“Is it really… the only way?”

His voice was hoarse, like a torn drum.

Chu Chen nodded expressionlessly.

“This is the only solution that the two of us, having exhausted every variable, deduced.”

His gaze passed over the black-haired Lin Fan and landed on Lin Li, who had just been helped up by Lei Li and was still gasping for breath.

…

Just an hour earlier.

After Lin Li and Lin Fan had gone to face the Dragon Clan.

Chu Chen sat alone in the chair at the command center, holding the USB drive Lin Li had given him.

He plugged it into the computer in front of him.

The screen lit up.

What appeared was not a file, but a face.

A face identical to his own, but with wearier eyes and darker circles.

“If everything goes according to my speculation.”

The Chu Chen on the screen spoke, his voice carrying a hoarse relief.

“The one watching this video now should be another me. I’m not sure whether you’ve already unlocked the Brain Domain Lock. If not, go find that white-haired woman—she can help you. If you have unlocked it, then I need to tell you the true secret of these two worlds.”

The Chu Chen in the video recounted everything that had happened in his world, without omission.

The rise of the two Lin Fans, the three-hundred-year scheme, and the final battle that shattered the Spatial Barrier.

“I’ve deduced every possibility. The only chance of survival lies within destruction.”

“This world—or rather, this dimension we inhabit—is inherently flawed, like a novel whose script was predetermined by its author. The so-called invasion of the Dragon Clan, the appearance of the Rifts—these are merely the materialized manifestations of this ‘script.’ No matter what choices we make or plans we lay, we will ultimately arrive at this point.”

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“If my guess is correct, Long Hao in your world will soon reach level ten. That is an inevitable outcome.”

“To end all of this, we must break before we can rebuild.”

“And the key to reshaping the world lies with those two ‘Lin Fans.'”

“They are one soul with two faces—one is the ‘effect’ that abandoned humanity, the other is the ’cause’ that preserved it. When cause and effect merge, and destruction descends, only then is there a glimmer of hope.”

“As for the specifics…”

The Chu Chen in the video paused, a bitter smile forming on his face.

“The other you—I believe you already understand.”

The video ended.

…

In the infirmary, Chu Chen recounted that conclusion.

Lei Li and Sun Jing were utterly confused, but Lin Li understood.

The black-haired man lying on the ground, whose body flickered between light and dark, understood as well.

He suddenly smiled.

He laughed with profound self-mockery, laughing so hard that tears nearly streamed from his eyes.

He looked at Lin Li, his gaze a tangled web of jealousy and unwillingness, but in the end, it all dissolved into a weary, liberating clarity that saw through everything.

“I thought… my three hundred years of scheming were meant to break fate.”

“Never did I expect…”

“Damn it all, I myself am just a link in the chain of fate.”

Bracing himself against the ground, he staggered to his feet.

“Come on.”

He said to Lin Li.

“Before Long Hao finds his way here.”