novelraw Chapter 1276 636: Comprehension_4
Chapter 1276 636: Comprehension_4
Life is a torment with no peace, even in death one must fear the floodwaters.
Even someone like Ji Jue, in utter ruin, would probably curse "fuck it," and throw himself to Mutated. But it's one thing for a person to sacrifice themselves; why burden the entire White Country, dragging everyone into Hell with them?
In a desperate struggle, when things fall apart, it's almost a good death!
What's there to regret?!
Wait a moment...
Ji Jue's expression convulsed, and a sudden darkness filled his vision. He instinctively stood up.
"Did the Sacrificial King from back then really fail?"
Ni Lin remained silent, saying nothing.
Only Ji Jue stood there, his expression ever-changing, feeling an overwhelming difficulty to breathe.
"Inaya, tell me—"
He subconsciously raised his head, looking at the blood-red giant tree in the sky, in disbelief, "Did that Sacrificial King really intend to succeed back then?"
Ni Lin kept his head down, also silent.
Similarly, as a former member of the King's Guard, personal protector of the Sacrificial King, he provided an answer.
In a moment of daze, as if lightning flashed across, countless scattered thoughts and clues suddenly found the missing piece of the puzzle, finally fitting together.
The Sacrificial King of the past deliberately transformed himself into a Wolf, dragging the entire White Country...
And then, deliberately failed!
Intentionally exposing his plan, then deliberately embracing failure amidst the siege at the last moment.
Binding the entire White Country and himself together as one.
Imbuing each person of the White Country with the Wolf Blood Oath within their blood and soul, using the power of Wolf Evil to erode and transform all of Shangrila into a cocoon for his own Transformation and hope for revival.
The entire White Country was turned into an unprecedented supermassive bomb!
With the possibility of his own revival, he turned against the Empire and Federation's erosion and oppression, using the potential and hidden dangers of Mutation, forcing everyone to leave a slight chance of survival for the White Country!
As long as the people of White Country can continue their current dreadful living conditions, as long as there is even a slight hope in life, then the Forest Wolf will never truly be born or descend.
Once the White Country completely collapses, the third Wolf Evil will emerge entirely from blood hatred amidst the despair and death of the White Country people!
It's just like someone forced to the brink, risking everything in a desperate 'hostage-taking'!
Counteracting by binding the entire White Country to the dual extremes of Tian Yuan!
Forcing the Empire and Federation, as oppressors, to maintain a baseline, even establishing a so-called Temporary Government after his death, building dikes and supplying aid...
Allowing the White Country, which had been in chaos for so many years, to continue to this day.
To avoid polluting Tian Yuan, the Federation and Empire had to cede some benefits to local nobles, even indirectly creating a hedonistic monstrosity like Tower City.
With one person's death, making the Federation and Empire, the largest entities in existence, hesitate like a mouse afraid of the consequences, forced to make concessions, maintaining the situation for decades...
What the living Sacrificial Kings of countless generations couldn't achieve, the last Sacrificial King did with his own death!
Even if the White Country falls into a pit...
Even if it's a pit, there's still room for survival!
While the once-glorious Sha City, no less than the White Country, has now long lost all its lands, reduced to nomads struggling to survive day by day, wandering in Hell. And even if they are almost dead, nobody cares!
"..."
Ji Jue raised his head, staring at the massive tree in the sky, finally recalling the illusion he had seen before, where the decaying giant wolf in the shadows hadn't devoured him.
No, even if not shackled by death, that wolf wouldn't eat him, right?
Even now, expending every effort to delay the progress of the sacrifice and ritual, constantly stuffing all I-know-wanting wolf sacrifices onto himself... just to postpone the ritual's progress even a little.
Giving up the chance for great revenge, vainly swallowing blood-tears and resentment, just to let the White Country continue even a little longer.
Ultimately, watching everything fall into Hell.
Evidently abandoning everything, even binding the Empire and Federation, yet never predicted a day would come when, driven by the Federation and Empire, the people of the White Country would destroy it with their own hands.
No, even if foreseen back then, it was beyond consideration, wasn't it?
In this world, how many choices are there?
What other road is there to choose?
On this path of deepening despair, the White King had walked in silence for decades already.
Amidst a trance, in the mournful wind blowing through the branches of the giant tree, the cries and roars in the dark forest seemed to resound once more.
The expanding giant tree, emitting a scarlet glow, illuminated the barren wilderness.
Until, on the wilderness... one after another, stumbling forward, figures clad in ragged clothes.
Moans, roars, shouts.
No matter male or female, young or old, under the spread of the Wolf Blood Oath, bloodthirst gradually eroding consciousness and soul, becoming like beasts—as walking corpses.
They gather in groups, converging from all directions, step by step, toward the Forest Country.
Heading towards the abyss and Hell.
After decades of delay, Destruction finally arrived.
In the old wolf's plaintive cries and wails.
Atop the giant tree, the shriveled carcass shuddered slightly, yet ultimately could not break free...