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Chapter 551 - 548: ’My Dear "Monster".

Chapter 551: Chapter 548: ’My Dear "Monster".

"Ah, there you are."

A familiar voice came from afar.

Su Ming’an looked toward the source of the voice.

In the silent ruins, the only moving figure was strikingly clear.

The man was wearing a coat with English lettering painted on it, and the metal ornaments on his shoulders shimmered with a golden edge of sunlight.

He stepped over large rocks and leapt down, landing on the protruding rebar, with his back to the sun, looming over them.

His clothes were very clean, and there was no sign of any injuries or blood on his body. The apocalypse outside hadn’t troubled him at all, not even tucking his clothes neatly.

"I was wondering why I couldn’t find you anywhere in Qiongdi," Su Ming’an looked up at the figure, "So it turns out you really did run out to the wild, even went outside."

"..." The man tilted his head slightly, and a few strands of sunlight scattered down with his movement.

"I’m not sure how you slipped out, but considering your ability, it’s not impossible," Su Ming’an said. "Was the destruction outside your doing?"

"Why should I answer you?" Su Rin replied in surprise. "Aren’t we rivals?"

"You are right," Su Ming’an nodded.

The next moment, dense white tendrils around him suddenly lunged at Su Rin.

Clearly, there was no turning back for them, each being the other’s only rival.

Su Rin didn’t panic as a majestic red fluid rose from his body.

"Boom—!"

The roaring sounds overlapped, creating a thunderous impact.

The red was not real flame, but a fluid energy, forming into a dragon-like fiery river, burning the encroaching tendrils to ashes.

—And Su Rin stood behind that dancing fire mist, surrounded by minute sparkles like grains of sand, rising around him.

Through the smoke, his figure was indistinct, his eyes serene, as if a deity watching divine fire falling from the sky.

This was the first time Su Ming’an had seen Su Rin take formal action, and the move indeed bore the semblance of a charlatan.

"You are right, the destruction outside does involve me," Su Rin suddenly spoke. "They weren’t completely destroyed yet, some were still in the midst of sanctuary wars. However, I just said a few words, and they wanted to make me their base leader and begged for my help."

"..."

"Then... their destruction process accelerated," Su Rin said. "The curse had already leaked into this world, and these people worshipped me like a deity, madly offering their faith, so... they died very quickly."

"They worshipped you as a deity?" Su Ming’an immediately looked at Su Rin’s wrist.

Sure enough, he saw a swaying bracelet on Su Rin’s wrist.

... That was Su Rin’s own "Authority."

Su Rin, being a deity of Pulaya, even if weakened, his authority was essentially divine. From the start, he possessed one of the three essentials to godhood, having the fundamental basis to become an independent deity.

"I heard you’re about to become a deity," Su Rin said. "Coincidentally, I’m just one step away from the last ’Energy’ needed. Why don’t you let me have it and let me become the deity, which will push your final clearance progress?"

"Impossible," Su Ming’an flatly refused.

His requirement for a Perfect Pass was to achieve Bai Shen, so how could he possibly give the opportunity to Su Rin.

Su Rin, this guy... had disappeared these past few days, evidently, he was out in the external world collecting "Faith."

Su Rin knew that the faith of the people in Qiongdi was stubborn, they wouldn’t worship an outsider like him, so he simply went to the external world to create faith, exploiting the apocalyptic people’s desire for a leader to artificially create a god.

... This method of crafting himself into a deity truly lived up to his charlatan’s true calling.

Unfortunately, Xiber didn’t have the means like Su Rin to traverse the Black Wall or the ability to start with the Bai Shen energy to overturn it.

"If you disagree... then we must compete, you just lack the Black Crow Authority, and I lack energy; we’re both just one step away..." Su Rin understood his situation very clearly.

"Must it be this way?" Su Ming’an said.

"’Must it be this way?’" Su Rin stared into his eyes, "That knight must have said the same thing to you, right? Now let me answer you—it has to be this way. You pulled me out of my world; should I thank you for that?"

"It’s just a virtual world, where people’s affections are also virtual. I have granted you reality and shown you the true face of the world, of course, you should thank me. Otherwise, would you have continued in your role as imprisoned deity?" Su Ming’an said.

Su Rin’s eyes narrowed as if about to explode, but he quickly calmed down.

"...I almost fell into your trap again." He said, "This way of infuriating people, it’s quite targeted, isn’t it? Where did you learn this empathy and eloquence? From your mother in the mental hospital?"

Su Ming’an had to laugh— he hadn’t expected Su Rin to be not only keeping with the times but also taking the time to care about his family background, even though there were only three days of rest in the Main God World, Su Rin seemed like he had been mingling in the world forum for a year.

"You’re not unlike yourself, deceiving others and yourself. Knowing it’s just a game, yet still clinging to your world. What’s the rush, Su Rin, so eager to become a deity? Do you really expect to jump out of this instance and return to Pulaya to continue being a god?" Su Ming’an said.

"I’m angry." Su Rin’s tone was indifferent, showing no signs of anger.

"I’m angry too." Su Ming’an said. His expression was also calm.

His bottom line was his parents; Su Rin’s was Pulaya. Their mutual provocations had thoroughly infuriated each other.

However, when Su Ming’an got angry, it was just verbal, but Su Rin was ready to throw a punch.

With a "swoosh," a golden Holy Sword appeared in front of Su Rin, looking ordinary like the standard Soul Hunt Sword of Pulaya, yet it carried a terrifying oppressive force.

Su Ming’an slightly lifted his hand; his Judgment Skill was already poised to strike.

Yet, before they could fight, Su Rin suddenly exclaimed:

"—What are you doing!"

He yelled this toward something behind Su Ming’an.

Su Ming’an was too smart to immediately look back but instead had Shadow be on alert while he looked behind him.

He saw— the ever-silent Xia Ai, slicing her arm, blood sliding down her skin while drawing eerie, crimson patterns on the altar.

Even the Raven that had always been by Su Ming’an’s side had paused on her shoulder, gently swaying with her movements.

A peculiar rhythm was resonating over the final Divine Festival stage, while a faint smell of blood wafted out.

"—Jiu Shen! What are you doing!" Su Ming’an immediately shouted out her true identity to alert everyone.

He didn’t hastily attack her; he didn’t know the extent of power the benign-faced Jiu Shen possessed, likely not weaker than Fengchang.

"Jiu, Jiu Shen...?" Xiber, who was still in frenzy, paused slightly as if suddenly awoken, staring blankly at Xia Ai.

...Yuan Shuangshuang, why did she become Jiu Shen?

"I am, doing the final work." Xia Ai said softly: "Don’t you want to save this world? I want it too. Since Cici has made it this far, I will... take you on the last leg. After all... we’re just missing 150 points."

As she spoke, the blood on her wrist slowly condensed, and the final pattern was drawn.

"What do you mean we’re just missing 150 points?" Xiber mumbled.

Xia Ai lifted her head, smiling softly.

Her face always wore a calm smile, her mindset—one that knew there was a way out, knew there was hope, hence not saddened by the current dead end.

"You said, you were once a deity?" She looked at Su Rin: "— then I look forward to seeing who between you and this human adventurer can make it to the end."

"Go." She smiled: "—my dear ’monsters’."

Su Ming’an heard a "dingdong" sound.

[Final stage initiated.]

[Participants: 2 (Su Ming’an, Su Rin)]

...

A deep blue panel surfaced in front of them, a line of white characters, twisted like seal script, seemed to be transformed from ancient text.

...

[—Final Segment Name: "Divine Festival".]

...

"Anjiang, Rinjiang, I wish you... can end the long-suffering cursed destiny of my beloved ’monsters’."

Xiao Ai looked at them and said softly, "This is also... the reason why I handed over the sovereignty of the world to your so-called ’Organizers’. I am tired of the fate of the epoch’s turnover, I don’t want to see the desolation of life anymore."

A crimson glow rose from atop the altar.

Su Ming’an found that Xiao Ai had just seemed to say something very informative...

The next moment, the red light marking the start of the stage had completely enveloped him—

...

When he opened his eyes again, he was in a different place.

The warm sunshine around him was gone, replaced by thick earthen walls, the air was filled with the scent of soil—this was Qiongdi’s underground tunnels, they had been teleported here. Lv Shu and Shadow were gone, and Su Rin was gone too.

... Did Xiao Ai use her blood to draw patterns just to change their location?

"What the final segment entails remains unclear, the priority now is to find the Black Crow Authority and become a deity," Su Ming’an looked toward Xiber: "I don’t know if Xiao Ai is willing to give me the Black Crow Authority now, if not, I’ll have to seize it forcefully..."

"..." Xiber stood motionless, like a stone sculpture.

"Becoming a deity... is useless now anyway," she said. "Becoming a deity was for toppling the Black Wall and seeking help from the outside, but now there’s no outside world left..."

She closed her eyes.

"Xiber..." Su Ming’an said.

"Wait." She took a deep breath and suddenly stood upright:

"...Although my world is beyond salvation, your world still exists, I will continue to help you carry on.

... After everything, just go, go far and never return."

Su Ming’an shifted his gaze away, not looking at her who was almost breaking down.

When the follower invitation was sent out, Xiber had already learned about the world game, knowing he was a foreign player.

He looked up, suddenly noticing that the earthen wall in front of him was covered in bloody characters.

This seemed to be the wall where Xiber used to scribble when she was young. They had been teleported here.

... Wait.

He brushed his fingers over the doodling on the wall and discovered that the handwriting on this wall seemed newer, not like it was written five years ago.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he immediately ran in one direction.

"Bang!"

The kicking skill of the Water Realm Boots activated; he ran to the location in his memory, his right leg unleashing a forceful kick against an earthen wall!

"Boom—!"

The earthen wall shattered, revealing a silvery metallic wall.

Su Ming’an took out the Amber Knife, and with a shake, he managed to carve a slit into the wall.

Following this cut, he saw—a laboratory.

Cabinets filled with glass jars were still intact, the liquids inside the jars had not dried up and were perfectly sealed.

On the table, there were neatly placed weighing scales, graduated cylinders, tubes, and props.

Everything was as perfect as new.

He had been here once a few days ago and had found the family letters of researchers like Zhao Weidong, as well as their starving skeletons.

This laboratory should have been a chaotic and bloodstained sight, as its people had died here five years earlier.

But now, it looked as though no disaster had occurred.

He entered the living area and indeed saw a complete sofa, a coat hanging on the rack, a shaver still with stubble, and a basket of fresh fruits.

He looked up and saw photos neatly aligned on the wall, although a dozen were missing, most were well-preserved—this was the photo wall of the researchers.

He stared at the photos for a while.

"... Final segment," he said. "Xiber, we have returned to five years ago."

Raven, as a Divine Envoy of Jiu Shen, was able to pull him back to five years ago and let him save Feng Qiqi and Cici at that time. Thus, it wasn’t impossible for Jiu Shen to pull him, Xiber, and Su Rin back to five years ago all together.

However, this act would definitely come with a price. Raven had turned from a man into a bird due to forcibly reversing time, so what would Jiu Shen have to pay?

This was unknown.

Su Ming’an heard footsteps.

He turned and saw a middle-aged researcher in a white coat, brandishing a gun. The researcher, with patchy stubble and thick glasses, had a Cursed Fire Flower blooming on his chest.

"—Who are you?"

The muzzle was aimed at Su Ming’an, his expression extremely wary.

Seeing this middle-aged man, Su Ming’an sighed softly.

"Zhao Weidong," he said. "The volcano in Qiongdi, has it just erupted?"

...

[? Countdown: 3 days, 6 hours.]

...

"Swoosh!"

The bamboo sword swung, emitting a sharp sound as it cleaved the air.

Dressed in her kendo uniform, Mizushima Kawa Sora sheathed her sword, concluding today’s training.

She tidied her uniform, entered her room, and was suddenly startled.

In the room, a woman with rose-colored long hair was leaning against the headboard, reading a fairy tale book.

"Who are you!" Mizushima Kawa Sora quickly covered the clothing she was halfway through removing.

The unfamiliar woman slowly put down the book, revealing a friendly smile.

"—[Supervisor] Mizushima Kawa Sora, hello," she said:

"I am here to invite you to a place."

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