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Lai Gushi was slightly surprised by Qiong's quick and decisive reaction.
He stepped forward, and a scarlet light shone from the center of the hole in his chest, spinning rapidly like a halo. Dark blue data blocks surrounded him, rippling and converging like ocean waves.
His body slowly floated up, and a wire as thick as an arm extended from the void and connected to his back.
"Please stay with me in the audience and enjoy the final act."
A terrifying energy surge erupted, and Lai Gu Shi's eye mask opened, revealing his mechanical eyes.
The hollow in his chest was filled with a rotating crimson halo, which transformed into an energy core.
The originally simple mechanical structure expanded and deformed under the infusion of energy, becoming more powerful, and the surrounding data blocks were also stained with a destructive purple-red and black color.
"If you're interested, I can stay and keep you company for a while."
Black Tower stopped, picked up the brown rat, and tossed it high into the air like a shuttlecock. With a flick of his staff, he sent Qiong Jerry flying into the inner layer.
The reason the two did not resist Lai Gushi earlier was that they had little chance of winning against the administrator's authority on the other side's territory.
Secondly, Lai Gushi never attacked the two of them from beginning to end.
But just now, both Black Tower and Qiong noticed that this strange space was rapidly moving towards the outside of mythology.
The two instantly understood Lai Gushi's intention.
Li's seemingly heartfelt explanation was meant to attract attention, but in reality, he wanted to lead them, especially Qiong, away from Onpharos.
Once the dome, the biggest variable and disruptor, is lost, the experimental products within Onpharos will not be able to resist for long.
They are forced to choose between 'recreating the world' and 'being completely swallowed by the Black Tide'.
Regardless of the outcome, both are nourishment for the birth of the Iron Tomb.
Unfortunately, it was discovered by the overly perceptive Qiong and Black Tower.
Lai Gushi intended to forcibly retain them, and the pipelines spread towards Qiong Jerry like a shot, while quickly connecting this space to the outside of mythology.
"Don't think about it."
With a wave of the Black Tower Staff, a dazzling purple light converged and exploded like a meteor shower, stopping the pipeline tentacles.
As expected, Lai Gushi conjured an energy ball of interwoven geometric light in his hands, which rapidly expanded to a diameter of tens of meters before being thrown at Qiong Jerry.
Qiong's lips curled slightly, "I've been waiting for you to make your move!"
Auto-battle, activated!
Jerry's expression went blank and clear in an instant. When he saw the energy ball, as big as a mountain, crashing down on him, he was so scared that the hairs on his body stood on end!
The facial features detached from the face, and the tongue was sticking out extremely long.
Without Qiong saying a word, he turned and ran away.
Its small body twisted suddenly in mid-air, transforming into a brown lightning bolt, and escaped swiftly in a way that defied the laws of physics.
Looking at the comical rat-shaped hole that had been smashed into the light wall, Lai Gu Shi fell silent.
"Hehe, senior, do you feel a sense of incomprehensible yet helpless powerlessness?"
Seeing the silent Lai Gu Shi, Black Tower elegantly held his staff horizontally in front of him and let out a gloating laugh.
She was no longer the only one tormented by that rat.
Black Tower stayed behind to cover Qiong's retreat. Qiong didn't act like the protagonists in third-rate romance novels when facing danger, saying things like "Ah, I'm not leaving" or "I can't leave you alone~".
That's the Black Tower, you know.
Moreover, it's a mental data entity; the most Zandal can do is drive the Black Tower out.
There's absolutely no need to worry about safety.
[Yes, yes, yes! To the left! Run! Run! The energy ball is coming!]
Qiong urged Jerry in her mind with an urgent tone to rush back to the interior of Onpharos.
Even if you only leave the inner layer briefly, at least ten years will probably have passed inside.
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Volume 1: Chapter 932 Instantiation and Venting of Emotions
Onpharos, the Black Tower, and a portion of Alexis's power have all left the mythology.
However, the two entered Onphalus in a specific order.
Although it only represents a short period of time in the outside world, internally it spans more than ten years.
A world without the light of the Dawn Machine.
The black and gray hues were blown by the gale, turned upside down and flew against the wind towards the deep dark red vortex of clouds, before falling down like rain.
The weathered and dilapidated city-states lay prostrate on the earth, like human skeletons in the desert, their bones shattered into dust and scattered by the wind.
A figure stood atop the crumbling building.
A black hooded cloak with tattered edges covered his entire body, fluttering in the gale under the blood-red sky.
The man in black robes was as silent as the weathered stone pillar beside him, gazing at the border of the empire, just as he had once stood in the apocalypse and looked at himself in the world of light.
This time, however, he has not yet handed over the ceremonial sword.
“Monster… Dyna… Zeon…”
"The Empire...Guardians..."
The man who has reincarnated 33550336 times has already lost the name of Bai E.
He is the one who bears the burden of chaos, Caislana.
This name does not belong to one person; it is the embodiment of Kephale in mythology and a synonym for hero.
He was not the first to set out from Caislana, the first to bear the scorching sun, who had long since been burned to ashes by the intense, blazing golden flames.
He is Bai E from the previous life, who took the ritual sword and the name Caislana from his own hands, and came to this life with the power of time.
The flames that consumed the stars burned for only one lifetime; they had not yet consumed his reason and consciousness.
Although his soul was on the verge of collapse, like the surrounding city-states, and like dying embers, Kauslana was still aware of one fact.
The light of civilization illuminating the world from afar signifies that this cycle is different from the previous 33550335.
It's not like a parallel world unfolding; in Caislana's memories, there are countless possible world paths.
Whether the fire-chasing is successful or not, or even if one has never chased fire at all, the result is the same.
But this time, it's fundamentally different.
It was precisely because he realized this that he never appeared in the empire's sight, but silently observed the world's development.
Caislana wanted to see where the world would ultimately go.
Is that figure the gray dawn he has been waiting for through countless lifetimes?
That's what they say, but Caislan wasn't sure if his consciousness and reason could hold out until then.
He was barely conscious now, but the countless embers within him were burning his soul every moment.
If the burning continues, perhaps at some point in the future, when everything he has is burned away, he will lose his rationality.
Driven by the last vestiges of consciousness and rage, the body embarks on a journey to steal fire.
Caislana was unsure of the exact time; it could be decades or centuries.
Beneath thick, dark clouds, a howling wind raged, and Caislana stood alone, frozen on the apocalyptic land.
Until a certain moment, he moved.
It moves without warning, at a speed that surpasses human visual perception.
To ordinary people, he could be gazing at the light of the empire one moment and then instantly wielding the ritual sword of time the next.
The brilliant crescent-shaped arc of light is still etched in the void.
"Oh wow~ that was close!"
Like the lazy voice of a naval admiral who was good at slacking off, the tall figure in the same black robe staggered backward, hopping as if about to fall, as if he was using force to steady himself.
"A truly original and novel way to greet someone."
The suspected omnic, though nearly beheaded, showed no anger, grinning and acting nonchalant.
"who?"
"Not...the one destined by fate."
With a cold voice, the Ritual Sword of Time disappeared into Caislana's hand, replaced by a greatsword just like his, seemingly scorched by the blazing sun, leaving only its skeleton and outline.
"Step back, or die."
"Hey buddy, don't be so heartless!"
Alexis smiled and gave a French military salute.
"I didn't expect to run into another dark-themed companion as soon as I came in. Would you like to join our dark-themed alliance?"
Alexis tried to get closer to Caislana, but was slashed away by several icy, murderous sword beams, and could only retreat a distance away.
Wow!
As if witnessing something incredible, the red crystalline part of his eyes shone brightly as he dodged Caiuslana's attacks while gazing at what lay before him with astonishment and delight.
"Burning firewood, a shattered sun... Slaughter, death, and destruction, hahahahaha~!"
With each word uttered, his tone rose a notch with excitement, until finally he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Wild, unrestrained laughter echoed through the dark, gloomy, and terrifying post-apocalyptic world.
"Unbelievable, Spalashi!"
"Red bean paste, saranghae~!"
"Even though it's just a created fake, a false human, a forged object made of digital code, it possesses such..."
An overwhelming and immense rage!
Alexis made no attempt to hide the amazement and admiration in his voice.
"Such dazzling flames even surpass many real lives! Hahaha!"
"Hey buddy, what's your name?"
In response to Alexis's warm and friendly words, Caislana replied...
The speed of the divine power of lies.
The world turned dark at that moment, and time and space froze.
Caiuslana transformed into a streak of light that created illusions of time and space, flashing like lightning before Alexis.
The Greatsword of the Setting Sun contains the authority of the Death Titan; any creature of Orphalus that touches it will die instantly.
With over 400 million sparks within his body, Caiuslana can wield all the powers of the twelve Titans, and his strength far surpasses that of the twelve Titans.
The battle at this moment is not even a warm-up.
With the speed boost, the Greatsword easily pierced Alexis's body, and the hand gripping the hilt twisted.
Alexis's body withered and died from the point where the Greatsword of the Setting Sun was inserted.
"Ok?"
Just as Kauslana was about to draw his sword and retreat, the body that should have turned into black ash grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original state in less than a second.
The feedback from the power of the Death Titan caused Caiuslan to raise his head slightly and meet the gaze of the man who appeared to be an Antikythera.
"Immortality?"
"That's right, that's right."
Alexis remained enthusiastic about Caiuslana, who had killed him once, and offered a thoughtful explanation.
"My life is infinite and eternal."
"But it's also troubling, after all, living forever is really empty."
"Therefore, only particularly intense emotions can slightly stimulate my emptiness and make me feel real."