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Chapter 67 : End and Aftermath
Chapter 67: End and Aftermath
Hai City, outskirts.
At the very first moment of the Demon God’s descent, Qi Jiang, upon Su Wan’s reminder, did not hesitate at all and immediately drew the victory reward.
A streak of golden light flashed through his mind, and immediately after, a voice rang out by his ear.
“Congratulations, player, you have obtained the transcendent item 【Random Teleportation Gate】.”
Qi Jiang suddenly opened his eyes.
In his hand, there was an additional ancient-looking compass.
Complex runes were engraved upon the compass, emitting a faint glow.
Qi Jiang did not hesitate in the slightest and activated the compass.
A massive teleportation gate instantly opened before him.
Then, he and Su Wan rushed into the teleportation gate without the slightest hesitation.
……
Hai City, Central Plaza.
Xiao Dong was kneeling on the ground in agony at this moment, both of his hands clutching his head tightly, his eyes bloodshot.
The Demon God’s mental shockwave was simply a fatal blow to him, a 【Mind Controller】.
He could feel his mental power being torn apart, his sanity being eroded.
He howled in pain, his body convulsing violently on the ground.
“Draw the victory reward!”
Xiao Dong used all the strength in his body and roared within his mind.
A streak of golden light flashed through his mind, and immediately after, a voice rang out by his ear.
“Congratulations, player, you have obtained the transcendent item 【Eye of Destruction】.”
Xiao Dong suddenly opened his eyes.
In his hand, there was an additional crimson eyeball.
The eyeball was covered in blood vessels and emitted an evil glow. One look was enough to tell that it was an extraordinarily powerful transcendent item.
However, at this moment, this item could not save Xiao Dong’s life.
“No—!”
Xiao Dong let out a despairing howl.
The next second, Xiao Dong’s body, under the aftershock of the Demon God, turned into a pool of blood mist.
The transcendent item he had just exchanged for and that invitation letter from the Game of Gods also fell from his body and were sealed beneath the rubble.
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Capital, Longxi Republic’s highest command center, inside the conference room.
“Activate the nuclear strike program!”
The old man seated at the head slowly closed his eyes and heavily uttered these few words.
However, just as the nuclear strike program was about to be activated—
“Report! Report, Commander!”
The intelligence analyst suddenly shouted excitedly, “Hai City… Hai City target… has disappeared!”
“What?!”
Everyone in the conference room abruptly stood up, their eyes filled with disbelief.
“The one above Hai City… that Demon God, it… it suddenly became illusory and transparent, it’s… it’s dissipating!”
On the massive holographic projection, that towering Demon God, its enormous and terrifying figure, was indeed becoming illusory and transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, under everyone’s stunned gazes, it turned into countless red points of light and slowly dissipated, and the blood-colored sky gradually faded away as well.
“This… what is going on?!”
“Could it be… that it left on its own?”
Inside the conference room, everyone looked at each other, their faces filled with confusion and incomprehension.
“Immediately dispatch reconnaissance aircraft to Hai City!”
The old man suddenly opened his eyes, a complex light flickering within them. “Be sure to confirm whether the target has completely disappeared!”
……
Hai City, inside the Bureau 869 base.
Wang Jingyi stood within the energy shield, looking at the blood-colored sky outside the window that was gradually fading, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face.
“As expected…”
She inferred that the “Demon God” painted with life by Mo Fan, the 【Painter】.
In essence, it was still something Mo Fan had created through the authority of the 【Painter】, and naturally could not remain in the real world for a long time.
……
After the Demon God completely dissipated, the entirety of Hai City also returned to calm.
But that ominous aura permeating the air still refused to disperse.
Several hours later.
When the first batch of fully armed reconnaissance troops cautiously stepped into Hai City.
What they saw was a city reduced to semi-ruins.
Skyscrapers had been “erased,” the ground had been torn apart, and the river water had been polluted into a dead, blood-red expanse.
Every corner of the city was filled with the aura of death and despair.
Over a million people had perished or gone missing in the disaster, and the entire city’s economy had regressed by decades.
For the Longxi Republic, this was undoubtedly an unprecedented, colossal disaster.
However, even worse was that the destruction of Hai City had completely disrupted the peace of this planet.
Although the Longxi Republic’s authorities had activated the highest level of blockade and information control at the very first moment the disaster occurred.
In this era where information permeated everything, the news still inevitably leaked.
The blurry image of that towering Demon God, the satellite photographs of a once-prosperous metropolis reduced to silent ruins, had long since spread through encrypted military satellite channels, underground dark web data streams, and so on, to every corner of Morningstar that possessed power.
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The Oak Building of the Stellar Ring United States, the Winter Palace of the Northern Steel Empire, the Round Table Council of the Western City-State Alliance……
Across Morningstar, the intelligence centers of the major nations were all playing the same horrifying footage.
Although the images were blurry and intermittent, the world-destroying scenes were already enough to make these politicians and generals, who were accustomed to great storms, feel a deep, instinctive shudder.
“This is… what?”
“My God… is this the end of the world?”
“Investigate immediately! Where exactly did this thing come from?!”
“The Longxi people… what on earth are they up to?!”
Thus, an unprecedented, highest-level global secret video conference was convened among several major powers.
The representative of the Longxi Republic stated in an unquestionable tone: “If the news of the transcendent is not sealed, human society will collapse before tomorrow’s sunrise.”
In the end, it was passed unanimously.
……
The next morning, all mainstream media across the globe, whether newspapers, television, or online portals, reported the news of Hai City with the same narrative.
“Hai City special report. According to our national seismic network, at approximately three a.m. yesterday, an extremely strong magnitude 9.5 earthquake occurred offshore near Hai City, triggering an ultra-powerful tsunami and a chain of geological disasters…”
“Affected by this, most areas of Hai City have suffered severe destruction, with communications, power, and transportation completely cut off…”
“At present, the Longxi Republic has activated the highest-level emergency response. Hundreds of thousands of rescue troops have urgently rushed to the disaster area, and the international community has also expressed that it will provide humanitarian assistance…”
On the television screen, the female anchor was broadcasting the news with a tone that was heavy yet professional.
On the screen were scenes of Hai City reduced to ruins, as well as the figures of countless rescue personnel searching for survivors amid the wreckage.
Mourning activities on a global scale began, and material aid flew toward Hai City like snowflakes.
Under the overwhelming official propaganda offensive, panic was replaced by sorrow, and doubts were drowned beneath so-called “unity of purpose.”
Most people were still kept in the dark, knowing nothing of the “apocalypse” that had descended upon Hai City, knowing nothing of the new era that was about to arrive, and continuing to immerse themselves in yesterday’s illusions.
But the truth could not be completely concealed.
It was like covering a festering wound with a gorgeous piece of silk—beneath it, pus and blood still flowed.
Beneath this false calm, the world had already split open a deep abyss.
Those blurry and terrifying images that had spread out through various channels quietly fermented in the dark corners of the world.
In the depths of the dark web, in the shadowy corners of cities, rumors about “divine punishment,” “apocalypse,” and “awakening” spread like a plague.
And those survivors who had personally witnessed the “divine miracle” fell into two extremes.
Some people, unable to bear that fear originating from the depths of the soul, suffered mental collapse and went completely insane.
The other group, however, gave birth to fanatical faith amid fear.
They began to madly pray for the “god’s” blessings, longing to obtain power that surpassed mortals, just like those “players.”
“God… has descended!”
“That is heavenly punishment! It is punishment for us sinners!”
“Only by believing in ‘god’ can salvation be obtained!”
At the same time, all kinds of cult organizations sprang up like mushrooms after the rain.
They revered that unspeakable Demon God as the sole true god, and began frantically absorbing followers, spreading apocalyptic rhetoric.