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Chapter 636: Chapter 633: “May we meet again in the new century.”

"Click... clack."

A gun barrel was pointed at Ming’an.

A white-haired, blue-eyed youth with handsome features emerged from the thick vines. It appeared that he was the owner of this valley.

The young man seemed underage, his eyes as clear as morning dew, evoking the image of a stream shimmering in the forest under the setting sun. He was dressed in a simple white robe, untouched by any color or adornment.

"Intruder," the youth raised the gun, "leave this place."

Seeing this, the corners of Ming’an’s mouth twitched into an extremely affable smile.

"Are you the owner here? The outside is swarming with the Mechanical Legion, and we have nowhere to go," Ming’an said, his tone somewhat aggrieved. "Please, take us in. If you drive us out, we will die."

Perhaps Ming’an’s charm value had an effect, or maybe the youth was just inherently kind-hearted. After a moment’s compassion, he chose to let them in.

"Fine, by the look of it, you don’t seem to be bad people," the youth spoke without any courtesy. "But if the Mechanical Legion leaves by tomorrow, you lot better scram."

A few people followed the youth inside.

This place was like a mortal paradise, with bamboo groves soaring into the clouds, lush and dripping with greenery, a stark contrast to the desolate desert scenery outside. Pink peach petals fluttered in the air, reminiscent of the legend of "Peach Blossom Spring."

Not far away, there were some wooden sheds and grape trellis with flowers of various seasons blooming concurrently. It felt surreal and dreamlike. A few doves perched on the wooden frame, watching the group entering the valley.

Several Hawk Hound members were dazzled, looking to and fro at the excessively beautiful scene.

Ming’an smiled, already formulating his plan.

...This place was excessively beautiful, overly strange, an anomaly must have a demon behind it.

Inside Caius Tower, such curious places were certainly key. If he could garner some information for his original body, nothing could be better.

As for the youth’s demand to "scram"... unfortunately, by the time he figured out this place, it would be his. As for the youth, if he were the weaker party, he’d not be shown any courtesy.

After all, the victory in Caius Tower was for the "light" of this world’s future—therefore, for the "light" his original body could obtain, he would do anything.

This kind of place, very suitable as a backup safe haven for his original body. As for the favor owed to the youth... that could be reconsidered later.

Ming’an smiled warmly and radiantly, oblivious to the youth that the upstanding officer already had designs on taking over the territory.

"My name is Beili Sier. I live here alone, but I can control everything in this place," the youth said. "So, no wandering around, no taking anything, and if I find out any of you have ill intentions, I will send you to your deaths."

"Thank you," Ming’an smiled and expressed his gratitude with his teammates.

"Hmph," the youth snorted. "Come on, I’ll find you a few rooms."

...

"Click clack."

Luna lifted the stone slab, shielding from the wind and sand, carefully stepping down the stairs and huddling together with the people in the underground passageway.

By her side, a black-haired man wearing goggles and strapped with bottles and test tubes of chemicals was occupied with fixing his sniper rifle. He was Xia Sheng, the deputy lord of Beacon, skilled in biochemistry and sniping.

"We can’t stay shut in here forever; we must find a chance to break out," Xia Sheng looked up.

Around him were about ten members of Beacon, all looking exhausted.

"But the surface is swarming with the Mechanical Army, at least a thousand strong. They’re not killing us just to intentionally hold us here," Luna said. "Even if we force a breakout, it would only increase our casualties... We... are just bait for the Mechanical Army, to lure someone over."

She had been with this departing group the whole time without encountering Su Ming’an or returning to Zone Eleven, only aware of scattered bits of information.

She suspected that Su Ming’an had stirred up major trouble again, causing someone to target his team.

"The air is getting worse; we can’t stay underground forever..." a member whispered.

"We’re also running low on water," someone added.

"The Mechanical Army must have discovered us, just not exterminating us completely," someone sighed, "Once the people they’re waiting for arrive, we’re done for."

By Luna’s side, Rimu Sheng of the remote-controlled legion opened his eyes; by great luck, he had teleported next to her, starting off in the same team.

His hand rested on the hilt of his sword, his expression stern.

"Luna, we can’t be trapped here, not knowing if Su Ming’an will come to rescue us," Rimu Sheng spoke coldly.

"He will come," Luna said.

"Is he really that human hero from thirty years ago, Acto?" Rimu Sheng lowered his voice, "Inside Caius Tower, we must consider the factor of the Players—if it’s really him, then the information that Su Ming’an is Acto cannot be hidden from the Players."

Luna didn’t say anything.

"Right, those parallel instances, the ones without Su Ming’an, Yasa Acto should be alive, shouldn’t he?" Rimu Sheng said.

"I... don’t know," Luna shook her head, "In the instances with Su Ming’an, the plot undergoes earth-shattering and bizarre changes..."

Rimu Sheng said, "That’s why, even if he abandons us, it would be within reason. The overall situation of Caius Tower is what’s most important; he is the key figure, so we can’t blame him."

Luna realized—in his usual silence, Rimu Sheng spoke so much, all to speak in favor of Su Ming’an. This way, even if Su Ming’an didn’t come to the rescue, the idle talk of the audience would be less.

"He doesn’t care at all..." Luna smiled, but her smile was interrupted by a loud explosion.

"Boom—!"

The ground echoed with a rumbling sound; people hastily supported themselves against the rocks nearby, feeling the world tremble.

"—Who’s here?" Xia Sheng stood up; his biggest fear was Sen arriving with the Beacon people, with over a thousand Mechanical Soldiers outside, coming here meant certain death.

Yet Luna was set on lifting the stone slab to go out.

"Hey, don’t!" someone tried to pull her back, but the stone slab had already been pushed open—

"Click."

What came into sight was a scene akin to hell.

The once densely forest-like Mechanical Army was nowhere to be seen. They had been reduced to a thick layer of metal sheets spread out on the ground, neat and even as if devastated by a hydraulic press.

In the sky stood a figure on a wheelchair, his crimson cape billowing high behind him, his palm raised in front, with the reverberating remnants of vibration still hanging in the air.

Luna, covered in dust, crawled out of the tunnel just in time to meet his pure grey eyes.

"Su... Lewis!" she smiled.

...A sense of relief.

At the sight of him, a genuine sense of relief emerged within her as if all dangers had blown away with the wind.

The majority of the Mechanical Army had been turned into mechanical pancakes, with only two or three small cats raising their gun barrels at Su Ming’an.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" A few small-scale vibrations sounded, and these remaining Mechanic beings fell into scrap metal, Su Ming’an retracted his hand, slowly descending.

The Beacon people stared at him as if observing a monster.

"Don’t just stand there, scavenge the equipment," Su Ming’an frowned.

His Scarlet Bird had circled in the sky several times but had not seen a trace of Edward; he wondered what scheme that guy was hatching.

However, this stint in Caius Tower really was a swift leveling-up journey; the Mechanical Army was running wild everywhere, and he gained a pile of experience with just a casual bombardment. Since this was a war zone area, there was no experience decay, much more comfortable than when he was killing Sea Monsters in Pulaya.

He was already vaguely understanding the distribution of the world game’s instances—task instances and experience instances alternated with each other.

In the Eighth World Dome, his experience bar hardly ever moved; instead, he had gained a whole host of occupational advancements and passive skills. Entering this world, however, experience once again took center stage.

He estimated that the next world would probably be another non-experience-based instance.

Under his command, people began to dismantle the usable equipment and metals from the Mechanical Army.

Xia Sheng came over, hoping that Su Ming’an could help dig out the Beacon members buried underground. A previous missile attack from the Mechanical Army had left many trapped beneath the rocks.

Su Ming’an went underground and used the Sword of Yarman to pry open the rocks. With a crunching sound, the stones flew apart, revealing a crimson stream that nearly merged with the subterranean river.

A strange smell hit him in the face.

—That was blood.

Massive amounts of blood spread out from beneath the stones, turning the meandering underground river a bright red. The red flowed and mixed with the water, forming a river composed of blood and shredded flesh.

The scene was appalling. Su Ming’an paused for a moment before continuing to lift the rocks.

"Doctor, no need to dig anymore; there are no life signs left there," Xike said softly.

"Not a single survivor?" Su Ming’an said.

"Yes."

Underground, there was eerie silence.

Xia Sheng looked at the stones obscuring the road, blocking the corpses of his companions, with only their blood flowing alongside the river.

"It’s my fault." Xia Sheng clenched his fists tight. "If we had returned sooner, we wouldn’t have been surrounded by the Mechanical Legion, and they wouldn’t have been crushed by the exploding rocks..."

Su Ming’an remained silent.

In fact, had it not been for him and Luna’s presence, Edward wouldn’t have ambushed this Beacon expedition team.

To say that these people died because of him wasn’t wrong.

He turned and walked towards the surface.

But suddenly, Xia Sheng threw himself at the huge rocks, frantically digging through them with his bare hands. The river of blood soaked his clothing, and his nails cracked and bled, mingling with the water.

With a crunch, his movement faltered as he pulled something round from between the rocks.

—It was a broken skull.

Dust and scrapes covered her face, and her neck was smashed open, revealing the stark whiteness of her throat bone. Her eyes were still open, signaling a recent death.

The moment Xia Sheng dug her out, she transformed into a lingering white light that shattered and "Source" shimmered in the air.

With empty hands, Xia Sheng walked to the surface, followed by several figures emerging from below, each cradling some fragment of clothing or merely clutching a single bullet.

"Are we to bring them back like this?" Luna asked, seeing this.

"We must bring them home," Xia Sheng said. "Whatever it is, we need to take them back."

"Even if it’s just a part?"

"Even if it’s just a part."

"..." Luna watched the scene with a touch of sorrow.

The very companions who had acted together just yesterday were now separated by life and death due to the missile attack by the Mechanical Army.

"Everyone," Xia Sheng said softly, and the others gathered around.

The members, draped in blood-red cloaks, took off their hats with their left hands and placed them over their right shoulders, slowly bowing toward the rubble underground.

"May your souls find peace and no longer suffer invasion. May we meet again in the new world after the dust has settled," Xia Sheng said softly, his gaze fixed on the bloodstained earth below.

People bowed their heads for a moment of silence. With time pressing, this was the only way they could bid farewell to their companions.

Su Ming’an did not watch this scene; he looked up, surveying the situation in the distance.

"They’re here," Xike advised.

"Yeah," Su Ming’an responded.

The things Edward was capable of were limited. He had predicted what was coming.

"Lewis, thank you for coming to save us. You..." Xia Sheng walked over.

"Look at the sky," Su Ming’an said.

"!" Xia Sheng instantly looked up,

In his field of vision, a speck of light was growing larger, approaching. In the next instant, several burning specks flashed simultaneously, like falling stars—heading straight for their location.

The people were ashen-faced.

"Is that... missiles?" Luna’s eyes sharpened, speaking rapidly, "Knight’s Guard, Red Level, protect all units within a 60-yard radius of the center, 2000 points of defensive power, 5 seconds."

She immediately reported her only defense skill information. In the crisis, her professionalism as a top-ranked player was fully revealed, even Rimu Sheng was slightly slower.

"Blade Return, it’s a passive skill, can block attacks, including physical and energy, but for missiles..." Rimu Sheng paused for a moment, then reported his skill as well.

Xia Sheng’s face was grim. The missiles’ coverage was too vast; there was no chance to run away.

"Everyone—raise your energy shields," Xia Sheng commanded. People raised their hands, their whole bodies trembling. Their energy shields were too inferior; they couldn’t block the missile barrage.

"Don’t panic,"

Su Ming’an said.

—Did Edward really think that by such means, he could eliminate his wings?

Edward knew he had Teleport, and that missiles might not kill him, which is why he waited until he and Luna would gather before launching the missiles, forcing him to choose between staying and abandoning Luna and the others.

In the sky, there were at least a dozen missiles still falling.

For he had just used Spatial Vibration, clearing all Mechanical Army units; his mana was undoubtedly depleted, and he might not even be able to escape.

Unfortunately for Edward, his Lamb Barrier did not use Mana Points but Emotion Value. After killing Lin Guang, Su Ming’an had spurred the people’s emotions, gaining about 400 points of Emotion Value, enough to sustain the barrier.

He looked up, his gaze spanning the distance, tracing back Edward’s location through the missiles’ launch direction.

If Edward was in the direction the missiles came from ...

"Swish!"

The Lamb Barrier rose instantly, enveloping everyone; its appearance was strikingly similar to that of the descent of Bai Shen.

Flames exploded, kicking up billowing sands, which could only clamor helplessly outside the barrier.

"Click, click-click—"

Seconds later, the Lamb Barrier stubbornly stood, the firelight outside growing fainter, its roar gradually diminishing—

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