I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 322 - 320: Pseudo-God

Chapter 322: Chapter 320: Pseudo-God

Wei Tianyang finished speaking and disappeared from the spot.

He slipped into objective reality and began to run wildly in that red world.

He wore a flight jacket and jeans on the outside, and a bodysuit made of high-temperature-resistant and wear-resistant materials on the inside. However, ever since he had acquired the ability to transform into iron, he didn’t really need these for running at high speed. After all, he couldn’t always run around naked during high-speed movements, could he?

Of course, this time he didn’t run very fast, fearing that he might burn his outer coat and that the straps of his baggage weren’t sturdy enough. Therefore, he maintained a speed of 160 kilometers per hour.

In the blink of an eye, he had run out of the capital, the buildings around him grew lower until they finally turned into barren land.

He ran south, following the map’s directions, and rushed into the territory of Azaha. After exiting objective reality, he found himself in the midst of a huge warzone.

The battle here had just ended, and piles of corpse-burning fires were ablaze everywhere.

Walking on this scorched land, he checked the bodies, all charred, and their weapons and helmets had been collected. They seemed to be Yixu soldiers.

Swoosh!

A bullet hit him right in the forehead.

Wei Tianyang tilted his head back, but his body had become heavier after turning to iron, and the impact of the bullet did not make him fall.

"Hit him!"

He heard a young voice laughing from 300 meters away.

Wei Tianyang’s four pupils lit up, tracing the red trajectory line formed by the bullet’s airflow and heat in the air, pointing out the shooter’s position.

He slipped into objective reality and instantly teleported to the sniper’s location.

Upon appearing, he saw a black hill where a woman without legs lay; her daughter, holding a pair of binoculars, kneeled beside her, acting as a spotter.

Both became aware of Wei Tianyang’s presence, the mother quickly turned to her side. She didn’t carry a pistol, so she could only watch him helplessly. The little girl pulled out a small knife, tremblingly pointing it toward him.

Wei Tianyang was filled with mixed emotions and said, "Azaha has gained the upper hand in the war, why send disabled people to fight? Is it Rada Gan who ordered you to do this?!"

"My husband... my legs, both were taken by this war, I have nothing else to wish for," the woman said.

"You still have your daughter," Wei Tianyang said.

"You don’t understand. In these times, if I don’t go to the battlefield, we won’t get supplies. Without me, she will not survive either. Rather than letting her turn into a child prostitute, it’s better to die together on the battlefield!" the woman said.

"Rada Gan can bring you endless gold! Are you still short of that little money?" Wei Tianyang roared.

"There is no such thing as Rada Gan... The holy scriptures are all lies..." the woman said.

Wei Tianyang was taken aback.

"The others, where are they?" he asked.

"I don’t know, and I don’t care either," the woman replied.

As soon as she finished speaking.

Wei Tianyang’s back was hit by a barrage of bullets again.

A dozen soldiers arrived from behind and opened fire on him.

Wei Tianyang didn’t get angry, he only felt a profound sadness. The transformation of this nation was completely beyond his imagination.

Wei Tianyang stood there, his four pupils emitting a red glow, his iron transformation advancing further, making him even heavier.

Bullets created holes in his clothes but bounced off his steel body as if he were an iron tower, staring at those dozen soldiers.

The soldiers ceased fire and looked at him as if he were a monster, then shouted to the mother and daughter, "Are you still alive?!"

Wei Tianyang roared, "Take me to Rada Gan!"

"Rada Gan... why do you want to see the Pseudo-God?! Who are you?" the soldiers asked.

"I am Wei Tianyang," he said.

Upon hearing this name, the soldiers finally realized the identity of the person before them.

"Is it really him?" the soldiers exclaimed in surprise.

They pulled out their cell phones, turned on the flashlights, and shone them on his face to see him clearly.

Wei Tianyang could see their faces as well; they were all teenagers, some younger, holding rifles longer than themselves.

He really did not want to kill children, nor could he understand why this time all the soldiers were either disabled people or children, whereas the last time he came, Azaha’s soldiers were all adults, some even half-trained.

"Take me to see him; why did he send you to fight?" Wei Tianyang said.

"He is the Pseudo-God... We don’t listen to him anymore," one soldier said.

This child soldier’s voice was caught between maturity and immaturity.

"Who is your current leader?" Wei Tianyang asked again.

"We follow General Lapras," the children said.

"General Lapras... I’ve never heard of him," Wei Tianyang shook his head.

He put his hands on the children’s shoulders and looked down at them, an action that won him the goodwill of this group of soldiers.

"Where are your parents?" said Wei Tianyang.

"They are all dead..." the soldiers said.

"This war has no winners," Wei Tianyang sighed.

"But we have already conquered four cities, and if we keep it up, Yixu will be ours!" a child soldier said, looking up naïvely.

"You won’t live to see that time," Wei Tianyang said.

He somewhat understood now that General Lapras must have used his reputation to overthrow Rada Gan’s theocracy and declared him a Pseudo-God.

"Are you really the reincarnation of Rada Gan?" a soldier asked, hopeful.

"There is no Rada Gan... no gods... only me. Is Rada Gan still alive?" Wei Tianyang asked again.

"The general has imprisoned him; he should still be alive..." the child soldier said.

"Take me to see him," Wei Tianyang said.

A few child soldiers then waved, signaled a truck in the distance to come over, and everyone first helped lift a disabled woman onto the truck, then got on the truck themselves and headed toward the headquarters.

On the way, Wei Tianyang chatted with these children, learning about the changes over the past six months.

Indeed, just as he had surmised, Lapras had used Wei Tianyang’s feats to overturn Rada Gan’s lies; after all, turning people into gold compared to resisting nuclear bombs was insignificant.

Subsequently, he became a warlord and in less than six months, launched dozens of attacks, depleting Rada Gan’s accumulated military forces.

Normally, Lapras’s suicidal actions would have led to Azaha’s rapid demise, but coincidentally, in Yixu, the Holy Sect too, fueled by his deeds, overthrew the secular government and imposed a theocracy, forcibly transforming Yixu into a religious state.

Thus, two fools had managed at the same time to cripple both countries.

Wei Tianyang just shook his head as he listened.

The truck was fast, and by 11 p.m., it had entered the city center.

Azaha’s military headquarters was no longer the palace ruins on the cliff but had been turned into a luxurious hotel more in the style of a warlord, which instantly took Wei Tianyang back to Chicken Snake Country.

He jumped down from the truck, followed the guidance of a few young soldiers, and looked toward the top floor VIP room of the hotel.

"It’s in that room. But we need to report to the officer first..."

Before the young soldier could finish, Wei Tianyang applied force with his left foot, leapt up about 9 meters in a swoosh like a cannonball, shattered the glass, and burst into the room.