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Chapter 535 - 532: ’Go, Su Ming’an.

Chapter 535: Chapter 532: ’Go, Su Ming’an.

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On the other side, Shadow had finally traversed the entire Qiongdi.

He had finally shed the form of Boss Rabbit and reverted to his human shape.

"Exhausting... It was like strolling down the streets the whole way, and I encountered quite a number of bizarre players, utterly boring..." He complained as he stretched his body.

"Ding Dong!"

[You have completed the Ruler’s Quest and obtained the Eighth World·Reincarnation Line exclusive prop: Silver Star Replica Inscription Record. (This prop will play a role in the later stages.)]

Scarlet lines flowed onto Shadow’s arm. With just a touch, he could see the full layout of Qiongdi, including the terrain distribution, the full situation of the tribes, and the content and rules of the Silver Star replica, making it akin to an encyclopedia of this world.

Shadow glanced at his arm, then set out to help Su Ming’an, but a sudden appearance of a black figure blocked him.

"Who are you?" Shadow was somewhat wary, as this person had actually managed to avoid his perception: "Are you Su Rin?"

"..." After hearing Shadow’s address, the person in the black robe remained silent for a good while.

"Don’t mind who I am, I am here to provide the compensation promised by the organizers," the person in the black robe finally spoke after a moment.

"Oh." Shadow remembered what the original had said—since the Clone Skill was banned at the start, the organizers had promised compensation in the game.

"Okay, then." Shadow extended his hand: "Hand it over."

"It’s not a physical compensation, just informational," said the person in the black robe. "About breaking the game..."

...

Amidst the gray, overcast skies, Fengchang’s black sacrificial robe fluttered.

He reached out his hand to the adventurer beside him.

"...Give it to me," he said.

"Give you what?" Su Ming’an’s hand was already stuck amidst the tentacles, with only six seconds of invincibility time remaining.

"The Black Python Authority," Fengchang said.

Hearing this response, Su Ming’an’s eyes flickered slightly.

"Have you thought this through?" he asked.

"I have," Fengchang replied.

Su Ming’an didn’t say much more. He flicked his wrist, the bracelet fell off, and he tossed it toward Fengchang.

The moment he removed the bracelet, Su Ming’an’s aura weakened significantly.

... And at the same time, it was visibly evident that Fengchang’s momentum was skyrocketing like a rocket.

"Hoo—"

A gust of wind stirred.

It was as if an ancient behemoth was waking up. At the instant Fengchang regained the Black Python Authority, the air around him began to boil and tremble.

Majestic flames of black and red leapt up on Fengchang’s right arm, coursing through his entire body.

The tentacles thrusting at him automatically disintegrated inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, his eyes had turned a pure black.

His combat power had already been at 4000 points. Upon regaining the Black Python Authority, this authority, which was in perfect harmony with his being, embedded itself into his flesh and blood as seamlessly as a fish entering the sea.

Amongst the eclipsing tentacles,

he reached out, wielding his blade—

"Boom—!"

The blade fell, swift as a rushing wind and raging fire.

The movements of the tentacles stilled, and a long rift appeared in their halfway mark.

It was as if someone had drawn a pitch-black line across its body, and with a thunderous boom, that black line abruptly widened, splitting the tentacle in half from the center, cleaving it in two!

In Su Ming’an’s hands, where the Black Python Authority had been hard to wield, Fengchang unleashed its astonishing power.

He had already been one of Qiongdi’s strongest.

If he had not been concerned for the safety of his tribespeople and given up the Black Python Authority, he would have been an unbeatable existence for the players.

He was the backbone of this world.

Within a track of the world without Players, if Jiu Shen decided to bring about the end of the world—then Fengchang would inevitably be the last in this era to voluntarily stand up for all beings, the Protector who would fight against the gods with the body of a human.

But it still wasn’t enough,

It still wasn’t enough.

To contend with the deities with a mortal’s body... it wasn’t enough.

Fengchang glanced below.

He saw the vast sea of people, the endless crowds...

They watched devoutly as Bai Shen and the Son of Bai Shen fought side by side, their expressions peaceful and serene.

They were watching him.

They were unarmed and covered in wounds.

"Su Ming’an," Fengchang turned his head and said, "You are the one most likely to become a deity... I’ll leave the rest to you."

"Hmm," Su Ming’an said.

The very next moment,

Black curves suddenly appeared on Fengchang’s arm.

They writhed and trembled like worms, endowing him with a dreadfully terrifying might.

...The power of the people of Qiongdi came from their curse.

The more they used their abilities, the easier the curse was provoked.

...If someone was insane enough to confront the curse head-on, to walk with disaster and dance with death—then the curse would bestow the bravest of them with the most dazzling radiance.

"Swish!"

The annihilation rained down, and the tendrils blocking his vision disappeared.

The surging tendrils rising from the ground were erased in swathes, as if a giant hand had wiped off a large chunk, all the massive, sturdy, sharp tendrils became floating black sand.

They hung in mid-air, scattered by a strong breeze, transformed into pure void wherever the blade’s edge touched.

As he lost Su Ming’an’s barrier support, poisonous rain pierced the sky and fell upon Fengchang’s shoulder. Like blades, they plummeted, piercing his skin and flesh.

His Black Blade was turning to ash due to the excessively potent power of annihilation infused into it.

His attack did not cease there.

Unconcerned with the pain around him, the destructive energy that ravaged his body was all channeled into his right arm—

An energy blade made entirely of pitch-black material affixed itself to his right arm, its aura of total annihilation causing hearts to tremble.

As other tendrils attempted to fortify their defenses, he was already lunging, casting, along with the "crack" of a snappy sound,

He hurled forth that entire arm, coated with black curses — the very arm that had wielded his blade for eighteen years, now a burning strike, his one and only slash.

The blade of annihilation seemed to burn with the brilliance of a soul.

As the blade collided with the black tendrils, like fire melting ice, it pierced right through them, the blade bore straight through the blood-red, malicious eyes of Jiu Shen, bursting forth from the other side of the tendrils.

Forcefully, from the outside in, it carved a path, revealing a glimpse of a heart as red as blood within the tendrils.

"Thump, thump," the heart beat like a drum echoing loudly.

Hearing this heartbeat, Su Ming’an suddenly realized that the heart sounds he had heard during previous metamorphoses—were those of Jiu Shen.

"Move forward, Su Ming’an," Fengchang said softly.

He didn’t look at Su Ming’an, didn’t make eye contact, but retreated calmly, one step back.

His sleeve hung loose on his hollow right arm, as the writhing curses climbed up to his face. They stained his stern, indifferent visage a dense shade of blue-black.

His expression bore no sadness, no indifference, only a sense of relief as if unburdened, a tranquility from having done everything to the utmost.

Su Ming’an stepped forward, hearing his restrained voice.

"Wait, Barrier," Fengchang said: "... Isolation Barrier."

He could no longer suppress the curse within him, and to avoid contaminating the outside world when it erupted, he needed a barrier to cover him.

Su Ming’an stretched out his hand.

Bright white brilliance fluttered and flowed out atop the Black Lamb Bracelet, shaping a transparent room.

The young Clan Leader stood beneath the barrier, his expression very calm.

"...Fengchang," Su Ming’an said.

He looked at the burning Clan Leader, as if through his figure, seeing someone with a similar soul.

Their souls, equally pure, equally free.

...

[I remember, Miss Lin Yin said, the knights in her world would always say to the one they swore allegiance to:]

["Lance and rose, always at the Princess’s command."]

["Love and tenderness, to be eternal for Your Highness the Princess."]

[Perhaps, in their world, there are also knights who would utter such words, both loyal and just.]

[In every world, there may exist knights who think like me, contemplating in such a manner.]

...

[I think, fighting for this land is my own wish, not some thought constructed by a system—I am exceptionally clear about this in my heart.]

...

The world’s destiny flowed through their hands, and they, without exception, chose to face it.

Is it the times that make heroes, or heroes that create the times?

Faith can suppress man’s baser nature, ignite will and passion.

Whether it’s faith in a deity, faith in the church, faith in a person, or faith in the world.

It is so.

—It can accomplish what others cannot, undertake actions others cannot perform.

...

"Bang, bang."

Su Ming’an stretched out his hand, reached into the tentacles, and grasped the heart among them.

Its touch was scorching hot, as if he were holding a ball of fire.

It represented the energy of Jiu Shen.

If he crushed it, Jiu Shen would fall into a deep sleep, not waking for hundreds or even thousands of years.

No one would go to kill the people of Qiongdi, their curse would keep expanding until it contaminated the entire world.

The world might never see a new era after this, spiraling into the apocalypse.

Su Ming’an held the burning heart in his hand, as if holding the fate of an entire world.

"... Wait, outsider," Jiu Shen suddenly spoke: "If you destroy my energy and I fall into slumber, Qiongdi will no longer fall into reincarnation, and the tragedy will have no chance of being averted."

His authority is reincarnation.

His design is that if, by the fifteenth day of the war, no one has overthrown the Black Wall, Qiongdi will reincarnate back to the first day of the war. And His believers will retain the memory of each reincarnation.

Therefore, Xiber merely retained the memories of each reincarnation; it wasn’t her death that triggered reincarnation.

After her death, the world would continue to turn until the fifteenth day, then restart the reincarnation.

... Following Jiu Shen’s words, if Su Ming’an crushed this heart here, Qiongdi would no longer experience reincarnation, and Xiber’s death would be solidified.

Her death this time would be irreversible; her body was already frail, he couldn’t save her even if he reset time.

If this outcome were solidified here, she would completely vanish from this timeline.

She would no longer have the chance to start anew.

...

"["You must... save me again..."]

["It’s so bitter, so bitter..."]

He remembered her blue eyes.

He remembered the look in her eyes, full of anticipation for a reunion, before she turned into black mud.

He pulled his heart out from the tentacles and didn’t crush it immediately, letting it beat in the palm of his hand.

Jiu Shen, cautious of damaging the precious object, did not dare to snatch it by force.

In that moment, he suddenly heard a system prompt:

"Ding dong!"

[You have received the organizers’ compensation before the game: a method to break the game.]

[(Method to Break the Game): ...]

...

Xiber felt as if she had been asleep for a long time.

No thoughts, no physical form, no sound—everything around her was extremely quiet and soft, as if she had sunk into the ocean she had dreamt of.

——That is why, when she first opened her eyes and saw the familiar, vast sky, her gaze was still somewhat dazed.

She had grown accustomed to seeing her wooden hut after death when she first opened her eyes.

This time, when she saw a different scene, her thoughts were still somewhat confused.

——Until she saw Su Ming’an standing atop the barrier, and next to him, a young man who looked exactly like him.

They were tinged with white and black light, like a divide between good and evil, yet there was no hostility between them, and they appeared extremely gentle.

Shadow, having completed the Ruler’s Quest, absorbed the energy of Jiu Shen.

Xiber herself was a believer of Jiu Shen, and her soul had a backup with the deity, which is why she could retain her memories in the cycle of reincarnation. Therefore, her bodily death did not signify complete death; as long as there was sufficient energy, she could be reborn.

While putting Jiu Shen to sleep, Shadow used all the remaining energy to resurrect Xiber.

The Son of Bai Shen and Shadow Clone.

...This occupation, it seemed, was born for this instance.

Xiber’s body was still a bit stiff, and as she lay on the ground, she heard the conversation between Fengchang and Su Ming’an.

"...I know, in your eyes, I am a very foolish Clan Leader," Fengchang said.

"No," Su Ming’an said, "You have transcended the rule of worldly concepts—until all people truly understand the balance and meaning of survival."

"Su Ming’an, I’m still thinking," Fengchang said, "How wonderful it would have been if the person I was matched with had been you."

"Too bad Su Rin went jungling," Su Ming’an said, "Otherwise I’d really like him to listen to your words."

Fengchang laughed, looking towards the distant Black Wall.

His gaze was very bright at this moment:

"Su Ming’an, you chose not to crush that heart, you showed me the possibility of a new birth for the world."

"I don’t understand why the young man who looks exactly like you can accept the energy of Jiu Shen, nor do I know if you’ll eventually become a deity..."

"Jiu Shen has fallen asleep, the curse on the people of Qiongdi continues to spread and pollute, and the soil where disaster takes root keeps growing... The world may fall into apocalypse because of our decisions."

"We might become the sinners of the world."

"...But that’s for the epochs that might emerge later, for we have cut off the possibility of their birth."

"However, for the living, the saved —"

"Before the apocalypse completely strips them of life."

"The guilty have never been us."

"...We have done all that we could, everything."

"I am very grateful to you... for bringing to us ’monsters’ a ’new world’ we never thought possible before."

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