novelraw Chapter 1286 645: Crying Out in the Face of Death
Chapter 1286 645: Crying Out in the Face of Death
"Hiss... hiss..."
The old horse foamed at the mouth, let out a weak whinny, was suddenly yanked by the reins, stopped, and turned its head, looking with its owner at the 'thing' trying to hide by the roadside.
"Still alive, boy?"
The Soldier Master's eyelids lifted slightly, momentarily contemplative: "It's rather tough on you."
"...Not tough, not tough."
Old Tang's face twitched repeatedly, scarcely restraining himself, glancing at him: "Are you here... to work?"
"Take a look, take another look..."
The Soldier Master smacked his lips, listless: "Damn these bastards, always calling me to clean up. Those damned petty things, anyone who wants to do them can do them, I'm tired!"
"Well then..."
Tang Qian wiped his sweat, lowered his head: "I'll leave you to it."
"..."
The Soldier Master withdrew his gaze, waved the reins, and rode the half-dead old horse forward, leaving only a final word, "Come early, I'll be waiting."
Tang Qian remained silent, saying not a word.
A wind of decay blew in from afar.
In the bloody vortex above the sky, wolves howled in waves, and whinnies continued, like mournful weeping.
Under Tian Yuan's blazing light, the Corpse Bone Wolf roared again, opened its mouth, and bit fiercely into the light in front, plundering, plundering, and plundering again!
Fan Yun snorted coldly, his right wrist trembled slightly, broke off at the base out of nowhere, no blood was seen.
In the sound of thunder, the Sunlight Arrow once again roared from the end of the earth, murderous intent ferocious, but was suddenly bitten by the Mountain Wolf, cracking into dust.
In the void, a large hand waiting for a long time suddenly appeared, grabbing straight for the Sacrificial King, but then the illusion in its hand shattered, grabbing empty space.
Yet the Frenzied Slaughter Demon of the Blood Eye seized the chance, charging forward, laughing crazily and attacking fiercely!
Just then, above the sky of the Forest Country, a giant worm outline biting its tail faintly emerged, its vast limbs wriggling section by section, stirring spatial turbulence and temporal disorder, pushing the situation into deeper chaos... Shadow Sun's Spawn · Crevice Eye!
The shadow of a towering high tower was vaguely discernible, countless head-like bubbles rose from the shadow into the air, spreading wildly.
And at the Empire's frontline base, someone was sweating profusely, almost about to kowtow in anxiety, constantly urging behind an old man: "At this point, why isn't the An Family moving?"
The old man, indifferent, still unmoved, coldly glancing back: "Does the Desert Market need your teachings in doing things?"
BOOM!!!
Amidst the shrill roar, the Evil Demon of Xiu Feng was suddenly pierced by a descending fierce light, severely wounded, but the light trembled slightly, unexpectedly throwing it entirely towards the utterly mad Sacrificial King.
The Corpse Bone Wolf recklessly opened its mouth and devoured everything!
The aura soared once more!
As reason and hatred in the eyes gradually faded away, in this endless slaughter, a greed originating from the soul gradually surfaced.
Laughing loudly, chewing joyously, yet not knowing, why would there be a wanton wail, tears pouring like rain.
Laughter and lament rolled and echoed.
Together with the bloody rain, sprinkling onto the earth.
In the distance, further away, on the highest peak of the White Country where Ji Jue had once been, within the ruins of the former Audience Hall, someone moved their eyes away from the rifle scope.
Incapable of restraining their fury.
"It's already come to this..."
The White Owl lifted their head, glaring at the mask in the Marvellous Craftsman's hands: "What are you still squatting for? Go!"
"We're just getting started..."
On the other end of the mask, a helpless sigh came: "Wait a bit more, wait a bit more, don't rush."
The White Owl was furious.
Grinded their teeth.
Waiting.
Everyone was waiting.
The Federation, Empire, Desert Market, Tian Yuan, White Deer, Wolf Pack, Tian Yuan, White Deer, Tower and Wolf, Four Departments and Six Sects... In that chaos, who knows how many people held their breath, focused entirely.
Waiting for that critical moment...
Waiting for the third wolf to fully emerge from the remains of the Sacrificial King!
The Forest Wolf, soon to be complete from the flames and wailing!
Ji Jue was also waiting.
Outside the Forest Country, over scorched earth with lingering flames, Ji Jue turned back, quietly watching the blood rain vortex, life and death.
Yet he didn't know what he was waiting for...
Waiting for a miracle? Waiting for a change, waiting for that dog of a Seeder to reveal itself...
Waiting, then waiting again.
Waiting!
Waiting until hoarse laughter and stray wailing came from the wind, blowing through the White Country, echoing with the same cries and roars.
At this moment, all the White Country People, living corpses, infected, unconscious patients, and even the lucky survivors, with gradually blood-red eyes gazed at everything burning, thus could no longer restrain the raspy shouts from the deepest part of their souls.
Even if it's meaningless, even if destined to fall.
At this moment, the beasts advanced with all their might, roared in vain.
Singing to death!
"When reality is full of scars, and everything you seek has turned into ruins, I want to see, how many people can still hold a desire in their hearts..."
The mocking voice of the Hua Xu Monarch seemed to echo once more from memory, full of ridicule: "You, who fancy yourself to have given up dreams, upon seeing reality and yourself clearly, can you still continue to harbor illusions for the future?"
Ji Jue was indifferent, unmoved.
Motionless.
But even if he moved, what then?
Just like the storm that once ravaged Tower City...
Exhausting one's own power, what can be done? Even if one reaches out again and again in the rolling muddy stream, how many hands can one grasp?
Even if he truly becomes the King of Chaos, could it save everything?
After the edge of transformation fell, wasn't the eternity severed, yet another bloody and ghastly cycle of suffering?
For this insignificant goodness, one must create tenfold karma, a hundredfold evil... Can there really be a result in this endless aftermath?
Ji Jue closed his eyes, unable to help but laugh.
Laughing at himself.
Endless aftermath? Poison for generations?
What excuse could be more laughable than this?
From the beginning to the end, he just wanted to find a reason to remain aloof, a lie that could allow himself to grit his teeth and endure, to keep waiting.
But even so, until now, he still couldn't deceive himself.
Endurance?
"Damn it, can't endure it anymore!"
Ji Jue lowered his gaze, the smooth sword spine reflected his pupils, as if another self was also watching him.
Watching him break free from chains, watching him make up his mind.
The raging black flame sprouted from the reflection, covering reality, swallowing that silently laughing face, the seven-cornered crown reappeared from the blaze, wanton and rampant!
"Damn the Federation, damn the Empire, damn the Seeder... Say goodbye to your fucking grand ambitions!"
Ji Jue drew his sword, turned resolutely.
In the void, thunder seemed to echo, and endless illusion light emerged from within the soul.
With just this determination, break the chains, with just this action, end the confusion.
Thus, Superior descended from the resolution, Ascension manifested from enlightenment.
Like the movement of the heavens, the stars revolved, and a single mind sprouted from self-awareness, with no more retreat or wavering!
Even if there is no survival from ten deaths, even if the aftermath is endless, no matter how transient the outcome, how deep the karma created...
—This is called, !
Boom!!!
In the sudden loud noise, it was as if heaven and earth were shaking.
At the moment when the ghastly flame shadow rekindled, the scarlet sky surprisingly revealed another rift. Amidst the stupefied eyes of everyone, countless dark stars emerged in the illusion light, a pitch-black great star appeared out of nowhere, rising against the viscous blood color, inch by inch, like an eye opened after the Heavenly Rift, gazing down with contempt.
Within the Forest Country, beneath the giant tree, Shekri's expression suddenly changed.
Feeling that the deepest part of Shangrila seemed to have something roiling in fury, slowly rising, no longer hiding its traces, savagely plundering all sacrifices, climbing to the highest point with astonishing speed, in just the blink of an eye, already running neck and neck with himself.
Even rising above!
That terrifying aura, so familiar, almost cast him into an icy abyss, leaving him breathless.
Until, he finally perceived what was wrong.
In the deathly silence, he turned back in horror, looking at the stairs to the audience hall, at the highest point, where a figure had appeared beside Ni Lin at some unknown time.
Under the seven-cornered crown, black flames rose and burned, scarlet oaths like thorns entwined around his body, wantonly plundering all life and spirit around him.
Like a nightmare reoccurring!
When...
His pupils involuntarily contracted, opening his mouth to speak, but then, seeing the disdainful gaze cast from the top of the stairs.
"Shekri?"
Ji Jue glanced at that twisted face, no anger, hatred, or loathing, only a calmness after decision, neither joy nor sorrow.
"Originally, I had many questions to ask you, but asking or not seems to make no difference..."
The demon in the flame chuckled softly, indifferently withdrawing his gaze:
"The time has come, you can die now."
"Audacious!!!"
Shekri howled loudly, indiscriminately calling for all the Transform Wolves to gather here, launching an attack.
At the same time, unleashing all accumulated resources within the Forest Country under his control, nearly in a desperate bid, exploding power, even going as far as to awaken the treasure bestowed by the Seeder, like frozen time, black light swiftly approaching, slash!
One strike, missed!
In front of his eyes, that burning figure, together with the barely living Ni Lin, had vanished completely.
Never to be seen again.
Like an illusion.
Unable to understand, not even clear on what exactly had happened.
Ran away?!
In an instant of confusion, he finally saw clearly the only thing left in place...
A pitch-black blade, leaving a mark on steel.
That suddenly appearing before him, over a man's height, weighing several tons, dusty, round rolling steel creation, seemed like he had seen it somewhere before.
Making him shiver uncontrollably, finally feeling the approaching evil chill and murderous intent.
By the time he realized, he was already instinctively flying backward, exerting all his strength, fleeing desperately, roaring to all the wolves:
"Quick—"
Click!
The last sound, a crisp snap from hell.
Under the command of , strategic million-ton fusion bombs cheered, shouted, sang, roared.
From the day it was born, after waiting for a long, long, long time, it finally greeted this brilliant scorching, world-penetrating moment!
Hereby, delivering the supreme master's decree, declaring to you humble weeds, the only outcome fitting for you.
—Death!
Light.
Pure, dazzling, flickering, radiant light, emerged, sprouted, expanded from the void, like a rampant tsunami, breaching four seas, soaring to the sky, piercing countless people's eyes.
In the world-shattering, furious destruction, sending long overdue greetings to the world before the eyes.
When the wails fell, an illusory cold laughter rang from the end of death.
Long time no see!