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Chapter 665 - 662 - 【Brilliant Birth of the Galaxy】

Chapter 665: Chapter 662 - 【Brilliant Birth of the Galaxy】

While wandering through the City of Gods, Su Ming’an discovered its eerie nature, with various sweet shops and bakeries around, where food never spoils, as if time had stopped at a certain moment.

There was a faint clink in the tea house as Lin Guang placed the brewed tea before him, his movements somewhat awkward.

"We’re friends now, aren’t we?" Lin Guang’s eyes shone brightly. "This is the first time I’ve made tea, and I hope you will drink it."

"..." Su Ming’an’s hand rested on the surface of the teacup, hesitating as he gazed at the red tea.

But in an instant, Lin Guang’s gaze turned dark. He stared intently at Su Ming’an’s hand. If Su Ming’an didn’t drink, he would chop it off.

Remembering how just last cycle he had been shot and his leg broken, Su Ming’an still reached out and drank the tea.

Seeing Lin Guang’s mood ease, Su Ming’an put down his teacup. "Lin Guang, promise me one thing."

Lin Guang looked up. "You say."

"Don’t launch the nuclear explosion," Su Ming’an said. "Continue ruling over humanity, let them live. You’re human too. If everyone else dies, what’s the point of being alone in the City of Gods? Watching them struggle on like watching a monkey show, that could be quite interesting."

"They’re nothing but wriggling insects, incapable of bringing me any joy," Lin Guang briskly refused. "Besides, you no longer pose a threat to me; you can’t stop me."

His tone was full of arrogance, as if the warmth he’d shown just while watching ginkgo leaves was fleeting. Now that Su Ming’an was in the City of Gods, he had no concerns for the outside world.

"Stop the nuclear blast, and I will drink tea with you every day," Su Ming’an said.

Lin Guang’s eyes showed hesitation, but he quickly refused again: "No, the nuclear explosion must happen. You were supposed to drink tea with me every day; you have to drink it whether you want to or not."

For a moment, his true nature showed through, supremely self-centered and not leaving any room for Su Ming’an’s choices.

"..." Su Ming’an sneered inwardly, remaining silent.

He lowered his head, indifferent to Lin Guang.

Seeing Su Ming’an not uttering a word, Lin Guang’s face twisted in anger—he was being ignored.

For a split second, a surge of annoyance welled up inside him, dark emotions ran rampant, wanting to put a bullet in Su Ming’an’s head. But his finger hesitated and lifted thrice, and he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

After taking a deep breath, he calmed the anger in his heart.

"Lewis, what do you really want?" Lin Guang said.

Su Ming’an looked up, gazing faintly at him.

"What exactly... why do you want to save humanity?" Lin Guang asked. "They press you, condemn you, morally blackmail you. They enjoy the blessings you bring and then criticize you, they judge you while being clueless and unstriving... a bunch of trash who only know enjoyment—why would you save them? Even going as far as coming here, never to leave for a lifetime, bearing such a cost... you still want to save them. Why?"

His tone grew more perplexed. "Why... what do you get from it? What can the world offer you? Why do you go so far for these ugly humans, do they deserve you? Do they deserve your gratitude?"

He had long since known that Lewis hadn’t come willingly to the City of Gods, that Lewis actually despised him, so much that even an extra glance felt like charity.

But he thought that once today was over, everything would start to get better. With the terrible humans gone, could there ever be a happier, more peaceful place than this?

No, there could never be. Lewis would have a more perfect life and future than him.

Yet, Lewis always thought of those outside, those completely vile humans.

—Why?

—Do they deserve it?

"..."

Su Ming’an said faintly:

"Because I love them."

His expression was unswayed by the words, his tone exceedingly cold, almost perfunctory. However, Lin Guang momentarily sensed a special emotion in them.

He stood up, seizing Su Ming’an’s wrist, and a question buried deep within his heart slipped out:

"—You say you love them, but what is ’love’?"

Lin Guang’s gaze was vacant and confused, as if there lay a shallow, sorrowful lake within: "Lewis, what is love?"

"Love is the courage to die for a person, a thing, or even a world," Su Ming’an said.

...What?

Lin Guang simply couldn’t understand—why did Lewis say that love is "to die"?

This was completely different from the meaning of "love" that Violet had told him, and from what he had learned in books. He’d never heard that "love is to die."

"For example, right now I’m expressing ’love’ towards the world." Su Ming’an suddenly lifted his other hand, aiming it at his own temple: "Lin Guang, halt the nuclear explosion, or else I will die right here."

He locked eyes with Lin Guang, his movement utterly decisive.

Lin Guang frowned, and after a moment, he sneered: "...You wouldn’t dare."

He didn’t believe Su Ming’an would commit suicide; if Su Ming’an were to die there, it would be of no strategic value—the army outside would collapse in an instant.

"Wouldn’t I?" Su Ming’an smiled faintly, and the next instant, his finger exuded a decisive trace of annihilating black light!

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

Lin Guang rapidly reached out, pulling away Su Ming’an’s hand tinged with annihilation, as fresh blood slowly flowed from Su Ming’an’s temple, dripping down his cheek and onto the table.

Blood droplets, one by one, stained the pure white tablecloth with a beautiful shade of red, like blossoming flowers spreading in ink.

...Just a little bit more!

Lin Guang’s pupils constricted—just a little bit more! If his reaction had been any slower...

So, Su Ming’an really was willing to die! He really dared to use his life as a threat—he was crazier than him!

"You... you..." Lin Guang could hardly speak.

Su Ming’an closed his eyelids, his body involuntarily falling backward. He had struck with earnest annihilation; even if he didn’t die on the spot, he would soon after. He was just gambling—betting whether or not Lin Guang would save him. If he succeeded, then he would have some initial capital for the gamble.

A person who wasn’t afraid of death stayed in the City of Gods; he could accomplish many things. Even if he failed, he could reset—the self-inflicted annihilation was zero-cost.

Before a negotiation, the negotiator needed "equivalent" confidence, otherwise it would be nothing but retreats.

Before losing consciousness, he felt someone catch him.

He heard an almost inaudible sigh.

...

"Boom—!"

In the underground passageway, Luna led her people desperately forward, with the cave behind them collapsing continuously.

The journey to find the Origin Stone was fraught with obstacles, and they were even pursued by many mechanical beings from the City of Gods.

Luna’s body was covered in minor scrapes from stones, her right arm still bleeding, the flesh on her calf rotting away, and her cheek was recently grazed by sulfuric acid water, burning her skin raw. Beside her, all the elite members of the Beacon team were injured, with many having been left behind forever in the underground, with no time to tend to their remains.

Although the guidance of the "Deity" was effective—this place indeed had Origin Stones that could resist the nuclear explosion—the search team suffered heavy casualties amid constant danger.

The Freedom Faction and the Divine Faction took turns attacking each other, whether in the underground tunnels or on the surface. Both battlefields were locked in combat, with blood staining the land red. Out of four hundred thousand scattered searchers, many were killed by the Divine Faction’s offensives. The hundred-thousand-strong legion on the surface was also enduring a desperate defense.

For the sake of their factions and survival, both sides fought with all their might. One side desperately broke through blockades hoping to find enough Origin Stones. The other side intercepted them fiercely, collapsing tunnels, setting traps, and surrounding them with real people, almost without regard for their own lives.

Original technology and divine faith clashed fervently at this moment.

"Rumble rumble—!" The sound of explosions rose again.

Stones fell; Xia Sheng failed to dodge in time, about to be trapped beneath. For the first time, the normally detached expression on his face wavered. In this moment, his mind was in chaos, flashing through many things.

But in the end, he could only think of one thing.

——He thought, if he died now, how many people who should have been saved by him would go unsaved and instead perish in their cruel destinies?

It was in similar underground passages where he first encountered the City Lord, sixteen years ago. That day, he found a metal earring beside the body of a martyr. He gripped the blood-covered earring tightly in his hand as if he wanted to fuse it into his bones.

He told no one that it was actually the earring of his beloved.

He was twenty-two, sixteen years ago, and he was about to get married.

In his life, he had saved 2,986 people. After his beloved died, the very purpose of his existence became to let more people live.

He once believed that by meeting City Lord Lewis, he could save more people, save them his whole life until he grew old.

But now...

He sighed softly.

"This life has been too difficult..."

Humanity, too, has suffered too much.

The next moment, accompanied by several cries of alarm, stones rumbled down, engulfing Xia Sheng’s figure as he plummeted into the deep well.

Only the blood that seeped out could be vaguely seen, permeating the land filled with dust and shattered bones.

"Xia..." Cheng Luohe’s words were cut off halfway, as he swallowed them and continued rushing into the tunnel.

They had no time to save anyone. The underground passages stretched in all directions, like an underground world unto itself. A single collapse would take a long time to dig out, not to mention almost no chance of survival for those buried beneath.

They had less than nineteen hours. And "finding Origin Stones sufficient to arm four legions—equipping the soldiers—the legions set out—attacking the City of Gods—locating the nuclear explosion termination system within the City of Gods" all required time. Even at a glance, it was clear that this plan was difficult to complete within nineteen hours.

Nineteen hours of desperate effort could mean the survival of all humanity upon success, or the extinction of all upon failure. With hundreds of millions of people living on this land, they had no time to turn back for a single person.

Before the battle, they had all prepared to face death.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and Luna stopped in her tracks as a team suddenly charged out from an intersection. They were a small squad of players from the Deity faction.

"Make way——!" Luna drew her sword in an instant, and the golden glow of the Knight’s Shield surfaced around her. Her occupation was that of a Golden Knight, akin to a one-handed shield warrior. Shielded by the light, she charged forward in a flash, her blade shining with a brilliance that seemed to melt the earth beneath her.

"Whoo——" Harsh violin music sounded as one of the male players strummed his ancient zither, the musical notes clashing like particles to form a dark green field of delay, slowing Luna’s advance.

"Lin Zhen!" came a cry as a woman with golden curls and big waves extended the sharp-tipped magic wand in her hand, and the vines broke through the soil, growing wildly.

Luna pointed her sword, but she couldn’t touch the slippery group of players. As a tank fighter inclined toward defense, her skills were tightly controlled by the players, and as the flexible vines bound her bloodied shins, she was forcefully dragged to a stop there.

With the skills of the top-ranking players now exposed, the combat styles had gradually become fixed, and people wrote a heap of strategy posts targeted at these top players. Players daring to participate in Kaius Tower generally had a Combat Power of over 1500, and they easily stalled Luna, who had a Combat Power of over 2000.

"Do you want to die? A nuclear explosion won’t care if you’re in the Deity faction or not!" Luna shouted, her movements slowed by the control.

"No problem, Su Ming’an is in this instance, he’ll definitely stop the nuclear explosion," the woman with golden curls smiled.

Now, all players were thrown into this great battle, with energy waves and experience points being reaped all around. They would lose out by not joining.

"Bang!" Another gunshot.

Cheng Luohe somersaulted down, killing the zither-playing player with one shot. He aimed the muzzle and with a "swish" of a fine sound, the vines scattered on the ground as though burned.

"You keep going!" Cheng Luohe shouted.

They were here to fight against time, and they absolutely couldn’t afford to be delayed to death here!

The crowd gradually thickened around them, with as many as a hundred members of the Mechanical Army blocking Luna and the others. Luna’s team was an elite squad, with several Great Commanders among them, and now the entire Deity faction was paying close attention to them.

If they were all wiped out here...

"Great Commanders, keep going!" a member of the Beacon faction suddenly shouted. His face flushed red as though he had made a resolute decision.

The next moment, around him, "Source" energy burst wildly, transforming into ropes that tightly bound the frontmost mechanical soldiers.

The white light was blinding. Such a frantic, self-sacrificial outbreak of "Source" power bore no difference from suicide.

"You..." Luna didn’t even recognize this person who burned his life away. He was just an ordinary member of the Beacon.

"Boom—!" The next instant, due to energy overload, the member’s body filled with white light, burst open, and nothing remained of him.

...Only the "Source" that transformed into ropes, like stark white bones, tightly bound around the Mechanics, as if his lingering remains adamantly locked them in place, refusing to let them advance even a step until death.

Luna didn’t recognize the Beacon member who stepped forward, and even in his death, she couldn’t remember his face.

Yet, such an ordinary person managed to achieve such a feat.

In the face of a crisis capable of annihilating civilization, some people erupted with a brilliance they had never possessed in their entire lives. Fighting for salvation, the Beacon had initiated the Dawn War and battled for a full sixteen years, their flame still burning undiminished.

The next instant, several splendid white lights burst forth from other members, and many people did the same thing as he did.

"Boom—!" "Boom—!" "Boom—!"

The streaming white specks were dazzling, these people didn’t even have time to leave last words, they turned into scattered star dust, flowing continuously like a river.

With the last of their energy in life, they desperately pushed people forward, paving the way for the survivors.

Even at the brink of death, they shone brightly with smiles as if they suddenly found the meaning of life.

Luna couldn’t understand why people could smile so radiantly as they went to their deaths.

In the clash between humans and deities, countless beings perished in this battle, yet it seemed as if some attained immortality from it.

"Ah—!" Luna roared, as her body was infused with thousands of splendid specks, causing her eyes to bulge in pain and her hands to receive an immensely powerful strength boost, as if driven by the will of the deceased, layer upon layer, pushing her sword forward.

Madly, she shook as she thrust the dazzling golden Knight’s Sword in her hand, as if to push all that lived and died into a brand new epoch.

Countless white lights flowed like streams around her, encircling her. The surviving people followed her lead, moving forward, all obstacles washed away by the light of life.

Perhaps, they truly couldn’t grasp these nineteen hours of time, and human civilization would end in the 48th year of the Catastrophe.

Perhaps, the reserve of Origin Stones was simply not enough, and they couldn’t breach the City of Gods.

Perhaps, victory was merely a figment of their imagination, the oppressive might of the gods loomed like an iron curtain over the blood sun, the human struggle seemingly futile.

However, Luna vaguely realized that they needed this—blazing a trail with their bodies, lighting the way with their souls, and fighting with blood and every fiber of their muscles until completely scorched—humankind needed these means to prove that their existence once had meaning.

...So many people would not see the days of birds singing and flowers blooming in spring.

Yet they were making every effort to let all survivors step into a new era, fought for with their lives.

"I’m sorry..." The pink-haired Sita Xi murmured softly:

"I’m sorry, for my own selfishness, I’ve done many wrong things over these sixteen years, but I hope at this moment I can make amends...I want Joslin, judged by military court far in Doomsday City, to live..."

"I hope he and other humans, can all see the dawn after these nineteen hours..."

The next instant, her slender and beautiful body burst open, like scattered fireworks.

The snow-white wedding ring fell to the ground, coexisting with the blood-stained earth.

"Sita..."

Only Cheng Luohe’s outstretched hand remained, passing through her translucent hair.

He was stunned for a second, then suddenly his face streamed with tears.

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[(TE1·"Pioneer Immortality, Eternal Dawn") Perfect Completion Progress: 80%]

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