novelraw Chapter 475: Countdown
Chapter 475: Countdown
Official media outlets timely released in-depth commentary articles, directly linking the Transcendence Society's actions to the current predicament faced by Daxia:
"It is precisely the existence of these Parasites that has slowed our steps in rebuilding our homeland!"
"Eradicating the Transcendence Society is defending our hard-won peace, it is avenging our fallen compatriots, it is ensuring our children can truly grow up under the sun!"
"Every Daxia citizen with a conscience should support the official purge operation, actively cooperate, provide leads, so that these rats hiding in the shadows have nowhere to hide."
A wave of spontaneous public condemnation also surged forth.
Many families who had once suffered persecution from the Transcendence Society bravely stepped forward to share their experiences, adding further pathos and strength to the public opinion.
Under the official guidance, whether intentional or not.
The atmosphere of public opinion began to unify, providing a powerful popular foundation for the official purge operation.
...
Following a clue extracted from the memories of a high-ranking priest.Su Zhan's figure appeared in a vast Uninhabited Zone located on Daxia's western border.
This place was a forbidden zone for life even before the war.
During the war, it had been briefly enveloped by the Mist.
Although the Mist had receded, the ecological environment here had been completely altered.
The air was perpetually filled with colorful miasma carrying neurotoxins, and the quagmires concealed various creatures that had undergone malignant mutations.
According to the memory fragments.
The Transcendence Society had hidden an extremely important resource collection point here.
The person in charge had the codename Reaper.
He was a Calamity Fifth Stage Aberrant, directly taking orders from a certain magnate within the Supreme Council, and knew some of the key paths leading to the headquarters.
Su Zhan hovered above the swamp, the miasma being repelled by an invisible force field when it came within several meters of his body.
His Golden Vertical Pupils penetrated the colorful, bubbling quagmire below, directly locking onto the depths of the swamp.
A bizarre fortress half-submerged in the silt.
Why call it bizarre?
Because it was forcibly amalgamated from metal and trees.
This fortress was less of a building and more of an Aberrant nest integrated with the environment.
Su Zhan did not conceal his arrival.
That dark red figure descended like a meteor onto the relatively solid ground in front of the fortress.
The entire stronghold instantly fell into dead silence.
Those low-tier Aberrants immediately scattered and fled.
Su Zhan paid them no mind.
Some low-tier Aberrants weren't even worth his effort to kill.
The fortress opened.
A figure quickly walked out, a fawning smile on his face.
He looked no different from a normal person, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black leather robe of exceptional quality, though stained with filth.
His face was pale, his features regular, even carrying a somewhat scholarly air, only his eyes were excessively dark and deep.
He was the Reaper, Calamity Fifth Stage.
"Mr. Su Zhan! It really is you!"
The Reaper stopped from afar, giving a slight bow: "Your great name thunders in my ears, to have the fortune of meeting you today is... is truly an honor that illuminates my humble abode!"
He cautiously observed Su Zhan's expression. Seeing the other party show no reaction, merely watching him with those cold, indifferent Golden Vertical Pupils, his heart tightened even more.
Su Zhan's reputation, everyone in Daxia knew it.
Seeing Su Zhan come to his place scared him to death.
Because Su Zhan had recently been killing the Transcendence Society's Aberrants.
He never expected it would be his turn today.
He had a rough idea of Su Zhan's strength; in any case, it was not something he could challenge.
Therefore, he could only try to please the other party now, otherwise Su Zhan could slap him to death with one hand.
His Calamity Fifth Stage was considered very high combat power, a position second only to one person and above ten thousand others in the Transcendence Society, but precisely because of this, he could better understand Su Zhan's power.
Calamity Fifth Stage?
Hahaha...
Before a monster like Su Zhan, it was probably no different from a Low-Risk Fifth Tier.
Forcing himself to maintain the smile, he continued: "Mr. Su, you see... is there perhaps some misunderstanding? Our Transcendence Society holds no grudge against you. On the contrary, we have long admired you!
Mr. Su, with your such great power, why must you lower yourself to serve under those hypocritical humans?
They fear us, reject us, see us as freaks.
But have they ever truly accepted you?
They praise you now only because they are using you to deal with us. Once we are finished, you will be next!
Those not of our kind must have different hearts. This is an idea carved into their very bones!"
The Reaper spread his arms, his face revealing an expression like that of a fanatical believer: "Join us, Mr. Su! Only in the Transcendence Society can you find true kin.
We understand the true essence of power, we embrace the Mist's blessing.
Here, you need not hide, need not pretend. Together, we can shatter the shackles of this old world and establish a new order belonging to us, the new humanity.
With your strength, you are certain to become a magnate within the Council, sharing great power with us.
All past grievances can be forgiven!"
Su Zhan finally reacted. The corner of his mouth lifted into a mocking arc, his voice flat and devoid of fluctuation: "Finished?"
The fanaticism on the Reaper's face instantly froze, a chill rising from the depths of his heart.
He hurriedly said: "Mr. Su! Please reconsider! We are your true kin! Humans are not to be trusted! They are only using you! Are you willing to forever remain a blade in their hands?"
"Kin?"
Su Zhan seemed to have heard something laughable, the mockery in his Golden Vertical Pupils growing thicker: "What of kin? Am I not, after all, of the same kind as humans?"
"You...!"
The Reaper trembled with rage, knowing the negotiations had broken down.
The instinct for survival overwhelmed everything.
His hands quickly formed seals, and pitch-black chains shot forth.
He dared not fight head-on, only hoping to delay Su Zhan for a moment, to buy himself a chance to escape!
"Stubborn and unyielding."
Su Zhan coldly uttered four words.
Time Deceleration.
An invisible Power of Law descended.
The churning gray Mist suddenly slowed to the speed of a snail's crawl.
The shooting pitch-black chains advanced at a despairingly slow pace.
The color instantly drained from the Reaper's face. He turned, wanting to flee.
Su Zhan was faster.
Against the backdrop of the Reaper's slow turning motion, Su Zhan appeared before him as if teleporting, and seized his throat.
"No! Su Zhan! Spare me! Have mercy!"
Throat seized, the Reaper finally completely broke down, weeping and pleading with snot and tears, none of his former silver-tongued eloquence remaining.
Su Zhan's hand gripping the Reaper's throat tightened slightly.
Time Abyss Pupil, Time Reappearance.
"Ahhh—!!!"
The Reaper let out a shrill scream unlike any human sound, his body convulsing violently.
He felt as if an invisible hand had roughly plunged into his brain.
A lifetime of memories, all his secrets, were uncontrollably and forcibly extracted.
He tried to resist, but under Su Zhan's absolute power suppression, all struggle was futile.
For the Reaper, this process was as long and torturous as a cruel punishment.
When Su Zhan released his hand, he collapsed to the ground like mud, his eyes completely unfocused, froth spilling from his mouth and nose, having become an empty shell with utterly shattered consciousness.
Su Zhan didn't even glance at him, flicking a wisp of the Flame of Destruction from his fingertip, reducing the remains to ashes.
Having obtained the precise coordinates of the final target.
Su Zhan did not linger, his form transforming into a dark red streak of light that shot skyward.
The hunt was about to enter its final stage.
The Transcendence Society's doomsday had entered the countdown.