Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 207 Another Me in a Parallel World

Zhan Rong nimbly dodged their attacks. The double-edged flywheel in her hands was like a living thing, spinning and slicing, each swing carrying a deadly threat. A hint of pride flashed in her eyes, clearly indicating a great confidence in her own strength.

However, Muchen and Sirong were not intimidated by her aura. Muchen's sword was like lightning, constantly forcing Zhanrong back. Sirong, on the other hand, used the flexibility of her short knife to constantly look for opportunities to inflict damage on Zhanrong.

Wang Ming and the others who were standing on the periphery were extremely anxious.

The security personnel all held laser guns in their hands, ready to guard against Zhan Rong breaking out of their encirclement at any time.

Wang Ming was afraid that Mu Chen and Si Rong might accidentally kill Zhan Rong on the spot. He kept shouting, "Leave her alive! Leave her alive!"

Just when Zhan Rong was cornered, with no way to retreat, Muchen suddenly sped up his attack, his sword lashing out at her like a violent storm. Sirong also seized the opportunity to attack, her dagger stabbing Zhan Rong's vital points like a venomous snake.

Although Zhan Rong fought back desperately, she was ultimately forced to retreat by the combined strength of the two. Finally, Mu Chen slashed at Zhan Rong's double-edged flywheel with his sword, knocking it away, while Si Rong took the opportunity to stab Zhan Rong in the shoulder with a dagger.

Zhan Rong rolled on the ground in pain, her eyes filled with resentment and anger. She knew she had lost, but she still felt unwilling to accept the result.

But now is not the time to worry about this, so Zhan Rong took out a palm-sized scimitar from her body.

No need to think about it, this is the dimension cutting knife.

The overall blade is an elegant scimitar shape, similar to a traditional machete or curved sword, but its material and function far exceed ordinary metal knives.

It presents a translucent streaming effect, as if it is made of liquid photonic crystals, with shimmering light constantly flowing on the surface, and seems to show different colors at different angles.

The blade itself appears to be extremely sharp, but when you look closely, you will find that the edge of the blade seems to be blurred, as if it is cutting through space itself. This is because it can not only cut through matter, but also cut through dimensions, creating the effect of tearing space.

The handle, seemingly made of a high-density nanocomposite material, is ergonomically designed to fit perfectly in the palm of your hand, providing a comfortable grip. It's embedded with tiny energy cores, connected to the blade via a complex circuit, presumably to provide the energy required for cutting.

All in all, it's a knife that's packed with technology.

When this mysterious knife was slowly taken out, it instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Even Wang Ming, who was always calm and composed, couldn't help but widen his eyes at this moment, staring at the knife, his mouth slightly open, as if saliva was about to flow out.

Si Rong and Muchen, who were standing aside, exchanged glances quickly and rushed forward. They absolutely could not let Zhan Rong escape with this dimensional cutting knife.

If she were allowed to successfully escape from this place and recover from her injuries, given her usual ruthless and vengeful character, she would definitely come back and continue to do evil.

What's more, before this, she had gone to Yanyan's world, and this time she didn't get any benefits from Sirong. No one can guarantee that she will not turn to other worlds to stir up trouble.

Now Zhan Rong has obtained all of Sirong's memories, which means that she has mastered the exact coordinates of every small world that Sirong has ever set foot in.

Once her injuries heal, even if it's just out of revenge against Sirong, she will probably visit those small worlds one by one and start a bloody storm.

Just when the two were still some distance away from Zhan Rong, Si Rong's eyes fixed, and she swung her arm suddenly. The dagger in her hand rushed towards Zhan Rong's wrist like lightning.

At this moment, Zhan Rong's attention was completely focused on Muchen in front of her. She was just about to raise her Dimension Cutter to ward off the threat posed by the gleaming sword in Muchen's hand, and had no time to pay attention to the dagger thrown by Sirong from the side.

In this way, Zhan Rong was caught off guard and Si Rong took advantage of her.

The incredibly sharp dagger hit Zhan Rong's wrist with unerring precision. Because the blow came so suddenly and fiercely, Zhan Rong felt the pain and involuntarily loosened her grip on the Dimension Cutter, causing the precious weapon to fall to the ground.

At this time, Zhan Rong was facing Muchen. She was about to use the dimensional cutting knife to block Muchen's sword, and did not pay attention to the short knife flying towards her from Sirong.

However, Si Rong did not give up. Taking advantage of the moment when Zhan Rong was distracted, she flashed and rushed in front of Zhan Rong like a ghost.

Then, she leaned close to Zhan Rong's ear and whispered, "Sorry!" Before she finished speaking, Si Rong exerted force with her hand, tightly grasped the handle of the dagger, and without hesitation, stabbed it deeply into Zhan Rong's abdomen along with Zhan Rong's wrist.

At the same time, Muchen also made a perfect move that seemed to make him unable to retract his sword in time.

He swung the sword forward, its blade drawing an icy arc through the air, accurately grazing Zhan Rong's neck. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding air red.

Taking advantage of this time, Sirong and Zhanrong pressed their bodies close together, and Sirong put the dimension cutting knife into the space.

At this moment, the light in Zhan Rong's eyes was slowly fading.

The cynical smile on his face was gone, and you couldn't tell how unwilling he was.

Instead, it was an expression of relief. She kept looking at Sirong, wanting to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she kept spitting out blood foam.

Sirong held her in her arms and comforted her softly.

Sirong is the only person among all the worlds Zhan Rong has visited who has completely read her memories.

Sirong could think of everything she wanted to say.

"Don't worry, I will send you to your parents, and then your family will be reunited.

Our Zhan Rong is still the good girl she was before. By then, your family of three will live a good life without worries in your next life. Don't worry."

When Zhan Rong was able to travel through time and space, she took her parents' remains away from that world.

Her father's body could still be found, but there was really no way to find her mother.

Zhan Rong killed all those who had eaten her mother, dug out a bone from each of their bodies, pieced together a corpse, and buried it as her own mother.

The world where her parents were buried was a world where technology was just beginning.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the air is pleasant.

That world was a rare one, one that Zhan Rong had never disturbed. She had simply quietly entered it and buried her parents there. Consequently, Zhan Rong had not disturbed herself in that world.