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Chapter 666 - 663: "Bi.

Chapter 666: Chapter 663: "Bi.

"Dingling," a soft sound rang, and Su Ming’an gradually regained consciousness.

The last second of his memory was him annihilating himself, supported by Lin Guang.

He braced himself and opened his eyes.

What met his eyes was the icy white ceiling of a laboratory. He sat up but heard a "dingling dingling" sound, looked down, and saw two iron chains fastened around his wrists.

The wound at his temple caused by annihilation had disappeared; it must have been Lin Guang who had operated on him personally.

He looked around, surprisingly, Lin Guang was nowhere to be seen; he had thought he would see that annoying face as soon as he opened his eyes.

The system’s prompt sounded:

"Ding dong!"

[You are currently in the "City of Gods·Core Laboratory".]

...

"—I advise you not to leave there," a crisp and pleasant voice came from outside the door.

Su Ming’an looked up and saw a green-eyed girl standing at the door, dressed in a white gown that looked like plastic film, slightly petite in stature. He had never seen this person before; perhaps she was one of the guards of the City of Gods.

"Where is Lin Guang?" Su Ming’an asked.

"Your legions have him overwhelmed. He just finished your surgery and then he left," the girl said. "Lin Guang told me to tell you that he has agreed to your request. He will not detonate the city for now, but seventeen hours later, he will still launch a nuclear explosion that covers the whole world."

A certainty settled in Su Ming’an’s heart; his purpose had been achieved. As long as Lin Guang stopped the nuclear explosions every three hours, this negotiation had been effective. Otherwise, even if people eventually broke into the City of Gods, humanity would be nearly extinct.

He noticed that the pink fox on his shoulder had suddenly disappeared; he didn’t know if Xiao Ai had hid because she sensed danger, or if Lin Guang had captured her and skinned her.

"Who are you?" Su Ming’an asked.

"I live in the City of Gods, who else could I be? I am one of the agents of the deity," the girl said. "My eyes are turquoise, so you can call me Bi."

"That’s not a very nice name," Su Ming’an said.

"Pop." The girl clapped her hands, and several mechanical beings filed in, each carrying a tray.

"We have prepared a Western meal today. There’s red wine pheasant, foie gras, beef stew with potatoes, chicken salad..." A simulated voice came from the robots. They quickly set up the dining table, even placing soft yellow candles, and the glasses stood tall, making the meal appear elegant and refined.

...If one ignored the various human organs in the glass jars next to them and the smell of formalin in the air.

Su Ming’an was sure that this combination of candlelight dinner in a lab was definitely Lin Guang’s arrangement.

"Rest here," Bi said. "This is the City of Gods. Whether it is the taste of the food, the quality of the medications, the indoor temperature, or even the softness of the bedding...everything is measured for the best possible values; nowhere else could be better than here."

Her words felt vaguely familiar.

Su Ming’an extended his hand, and the iron chains jingled. His brow furrowed slightly, and he tried to melt the chains with his annihilating touch, but surprisingly, he couldn’t dissolve them.

Bi noticed his movement: "These iron chains are specifically designed to prevent your skill from consuming them, don’t try to break free."

"Is this how the City of Gods treats its guests?" Su Ming’an said impolitely, and five seconds later, with a "click," he forcibly snapped the chains.

Bi looked shocked, not expecting him to suddenly unleash such strength.

Su Ming’an leaped down and headed straight outside. Bi immediately blocked his path, a blade edge appearing on her arm.

"You can’t go! You can’t go!" she urgently tried to block him, attempting to threaten him with the knife but not daring to hurt him.

A mechanical being, like a white city wall, blocked the door. Su Ming’an drew his sword in an instant, the extremely sharp Sword of Yarman combined with a "Ming" status strength value of 83, and a horizontal slash whisked past, the mechanical being broke into two pieces from the middle, the blood-red alarm light went off, and the blood light spilled on his hair.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—" countless muzzles flipped out from the corners, aimed at him.

Su Ming’an had always maintained a "Shadow" status, everyone thought his strength and speed were just so, but now he suddenly exploded with the three-dimensional strength of the "Ming" status, even Bi could not keep up with him.

He rushed outside, large patches of blood-red sunlight mottled on the ground, a sword swung out, the space itself seemed to ripple, and mechanical parts scattered like a white jigsaw puzzle across the sky.

[Killed (City of Gods Guard Mechanical · Lulu), Exp+500!]

[Killed (City of Gods Guard Mechanical · White White), Exp+500!]

...

The blood-red experience points soared crazily, numerous mechanical bodies in a disarray fell to the ground, the hundred muzzles in the corner already aimed at him, yet dared not fire at him.

He heard a "ding dong" sound.

[You have leveled up to (Fourth Rank Seven) Player.]

...

The level of Fourth Rank Seven was not far from Fifth Rank, the harvest from Kaius Tower was so abundant, leveling up was as fast as riding a rocket.

He didn’t know what new features would be unlocked at Fifth Rank, perhaps a new skill slot, possibly the long-promoted race reincarnation system, or maybe the third advancement of his occupation.

"Bang!" Su Ming’an broke through a heavy door, the only place that remained a mystery within AI Yeah’s detection, he had been curious about what was inside for a long time.

Seeing Su Ming’an smash open this door, Bi’s face turned pale.

"You can’t go in—" her voice was almost shrill.

"Ding." A light sound.

Before Su Ming’an could step through the door, a bullet pierced his calf from behind, he turned around with all his strength, and saw a white-haired young man walking from the corridor.

Light danced on Lin Guang’s hair strands, a blood-red robe as if dyed by sunlight, the handgun in his hand was still the same one he had used sixteen years ago, engraved with roses and butterflies.

"I only left for a moment, and you created such a big commotion," Lin Guang said, his eyes shadowed, his white glove still stained with fresh blood: "Since you wanted to run, then never run again."

That bullet deeply embedded in Su Ming’an’s calf, numbness and sluggishness instantly transmitted, he slowly sat down, losing control of his body.

"Lin..." Bi arrived belatedly, fear appearing in her eyes.

"Waste, can’t even watch one person," Lin Guang’s gun muzzle instantly turned, Bi closed her eyes, already prepared to die.

Lin Guang’s finger hooked onto the trigger, various dark emotions mingling in his eyes, finally, he took a deep breath, lowered the gun, and didn’t kill Bi.

"Lewis, want to see what’s happening in the outside world?" Lin Guang said, "The war outside is quite intense. Perhaps in seventeen hours, the victor might still be you."

"..." Su Ming’an couldn’t move, but he didn’t care. His goal had already been achieved, the remaining time could only be left to the legions outside.

He had done all he could.

The last thing he could do was to remotely view the progress of the war outside through the bionic body, but since the bionic body could not use skills, it had almost no effect on the battlefield.

He and Lin Guang were merely spectators. Lin Guang’s combat power of 6000 had to be linked to the red hoses in the building to be effective, and until then, he couldn’t stop the people outside the City of Gods.

"Click," Lin Guang made a gesture, and the live broadcast screen lit up, showing scenes of intense conflict on the surface and underground battlefields.

On the screen, the battlefield was dense with fire, shockwaves, and flickering plasma; the brilliance of thousands of gun barrels emitted thousands of degrees of heat along with dazzling blue light. Soldiers wearing bulletproof vests, with various electronic defensive barriers, continuously fired their pulse guns.

In the front were legions fighting with gunfire, while in the back, electronic disintegration squads kept on refilling with artillery fire. Snipers and artillerymen hid behind trenches, using barriers formed from "Origin" to protect remote high-explosive thermal weapons, bombarding the enemy camp extensively.

The enemy camp’s response was to deploy heavy mech teams to press forward, continuously squeezing the deployment space of the high-explosive weapons.

Both sides were evenly matched, each with their corresponding countermeasures.

Player teams numbering over a thousand were most conspicuous on the battlefield, with colorful mage-like energy waves surging around them, black and white yin-yang formations, summoned spirit deer, domains of dancing vines, and golden crosses falling from the sky... They charged towards the enemy camp with bizarre skill effects.

"Beep—Beep—"

The commands for war were constantly issued, and in moments, flesh splattered, flames soared, and the battlefield resembled a mortal purgatory. Players and soldiers fought till their cheeks flushed with the rush of blood.

For people at this moment, the only thought left was to slaughter the enemies before them.

—For Su Ming’an, this was his first time witnessing a war of such magnitude.

Usually, world replicas stuck to small-scale battles. Even the largest-scale attack by the Pulaya Sea Monsters involved only a few thousand combat personnel, most of whom were civilians.

—However, in this "Dawn War," the participating soldiers numbered up to a million, and the affected civilians reached hundreds of millions. Every participant had firearms that could deliver combat power, not to mention the three to four-digit casualties from each cannon shot. Lives were crumpled and torn like scrap paper.

Su Ming’an even spotted Yuanyuan and others like Rimu Sheng and Qiuqiu on the screen; together with players, they confronted the team from the Deity faction that called themselves "The Key." Tens of thousands gathered behind the city walls, tossing projectiles that tore through the sky like shooting stars.

Now, the world was divided into four parts.

—The surface battlefields of city defense and attack, mainly led by Yuanyuan, Anjie, Rimu Sheng’s remote-controlled army guild, Sen Kylstia, and leaders from the combat groups, resisting the exotic beasts and mechanical army, affecting civilians up to ten million.

—The underground battlefields responsible for searching for Origin Stones, mainly led by Cheng Luohe, Yao Wen, Luna, and others, combating the mechanical legion, with both factions consisting of combat-capable soldiers, adding up to a million participants. This was also the most crucial battlefield.

—The battlefield for swift operations, aimed at paving a path into the City of Gods, mainly commanded by Noah, Su Rin, Lu, members of the Freedom Alliance from Andeveis, the Tribunal’s Bairde, Yaoguang’s Anita, and the City Lord of Hope City, Yalin, battling the human army from the Deity faction, with the number of combatants on both sides reaching up to a million.

—Lastly, the part that was still peaceful, the City of Gods.

Beyond these, there were numerous scattered small battlefields, such as skirmishes between player teams, like the missing Tretiya, and figures like Edward... These small battlefields numbered in tens of thousands, beyond count.

The entire world was drawn into the war, with innumerable lives lost every second.

The Dawn War lasted sixteen years and now, with Lin Guang’s nuclear threat, finally reached its end this year (the 48th year of the Catastrophe). For some unknown reason, history would record that the "Dawn War lasted for forty years, starting from the 32nd year of the Catastrophe until the end in the 72nd year."

Outside the screen, countless casual players closely watched this war, with experts from organizations like the United Group busily recording and calculating the killing power players could achieve.

"The Deity faction... more than I expected," said Su Ming’an quietly, looking at the screen.

Even though he knew that in seventeen hours, everyone would die in a nuclear explosion, the Deity faction was still trying to stop the Freedom Faction from breaking into the City of Gods.

Perhaps, this was the believer’s devotion, self-immolating for their deity. Even if [Ta Wei] were a false deity, an invader, this group of followers, brainwashed by [Ta Wei’s] whispering, was still recklessly intercepting the Freedom Faction.

On the contrary, the deity’s agents Lin Guang and Noah showed no devotion to their faith.

Su Ming’an felt somewhat regretful. He hadn’t seen what was behind this door because Lin Guang had obstructed too quickly. He could only wait until he had control over the City of Gods to see what was in this room.

"Click," Lin Guang turned off the live broadcast.

His eyes were deep, as if he had recalled a very distant memory.

"... Sixteen years ago, when I first saw you in the garden villa, I never thought that sixteen years later, it would be your legion that exterminated me," Lin Guang said, "Back then, to save two thousand people, Beacon Shelter even considered handing you over, severing humanity’s chance for a counterattack."

He gazed at Su Ming’an, lying on the ground.

The blood-colored sunlight pierced through the glass, gently caressing his pale face and those glassy, indifferent eyes. At that moment, his lean figure appeared as fragile as thin paper.

He didn’t understand why their relationship had developed into this situation.

"I promised people that I would lead them to a new century free from warfare," Su Ming’an said through his pain, "I will fulfill this promise."

Since the all-out war had been launched, his faction contribution points had skyrocketed continuously, reaching a total of 13,000. In the domain panel, the "Freedom Faction" had an overall score of 8298 points, surpassing Lin Guang’s Deity Faction’s Holy Tribunal.

From the initial Third Level domain, he had leaped to an Eighth Level domain, creating an unstoppable momentum.

Humanity’s desire for freedom is unstoppable; once the spark ignites, few are willing to be slaves for life.

After first meeting Sen Kylstia, Su Ming’an, as a guest elder, pulled together the Beacon Legion, rallied Noah, unified Zone Eleven, established Doomsday City, taught the technology of the Three Domains, broadcasted the Lighthouse Church to plunder faith, and ten years later, the War God Dragon King returned to eliminate power struggles, divided up eight hundred thousand legionnaires, and signed the Civilization Gambling Pact with the deity... In the end, he personally went to the City of Gods to delay the nuclear threat.

He believed he had done his best.

Any top-ranked player wouldn’t have done better than him.

Vision after vision, figure after figure flashed through his mind—some still children, some middle-aged, some old and decrepit. The brief seven days in Kaius Tower yet spanned a full sixteen years of history, countless familiar faces disappearing from his sight as the war progressed.

He was like stepping through the river of time. Everyone hurried past; yet he always stood quietly in the river.

Suddenly, he remembered Qiu Li, whom he had met when he first entered Kaius Tower. Her face was already blurry.

He remembered her red hair tie fluttering in the wind, the rows of gouache paintings in her room; the best one was of a young girl wearing a demon fox mask, smiling under a peach tree—she called him "Handsome."

These seven days felt like a dream.

"... mhm," Lin Guang responded softly. His gaze lingered on Su Ming’an’s eyes.

"Lewis."

"If, if we hadn’t met in this era of war, if we weren’t from opposing factions." Lin Guang suddenly said.

His voice was unexpectedly tinged with a sob:

"Is there a tiny possibility... even just a little bit, that we could have been friends?"

Su Ming’an’s hand rested beside the gunshot wound on his leg, blood flowing down the hole. His gaze remained icy cold, unshaken by Lin Guang’s tone.

He shook his head.

"There is no such possibility."

"... Lin Guang, there are no ifs in this world. You are my enemy."

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