Hui Tian Ch109

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Graphic depictions of violence and death, including descriptions of blood, gore, and dismemberment.

Chapter 109

Explosion

“Shen Zhuo, wake up… Shen Zhuo…”

“Shen Zhuo!!”

On the bloodstained stretcher, Shen Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of him was an underground cavern, with mining lamps set up in the distance. Strong light and darkness mixed, and the shadows of people were chaotic and unclear.

Shui Ronghua was tied up and thrown in the corner. The spirit of Witch Italdo was squatting by the stretcher, her face full of anxious panic. She finally sighed in relief upon seeing Shen Zhuo wake up: “Damn, I thought you were really dead this time!”

“…”

Shen Zhuo’s pale lips moved, but he couldn’t make a sound. His scattered gaze fell downward to his abdomen. The penetrating gunshot wound had been treated urgently and bandaged messily, exuding a thick smell of blood.

“These bastards brought us here tied up. I wanted to go out and find help, but I can’t run far with Shui Ronghua’s body here. What do we do? Think of something quickly!” The witch was almost frantic, wishing she could grab Shen Zhuo and shake him back and forth: “Hurry up and find a way to contact Bai Sheng. There are so many A-classes around; I can’t fight them all!!”

Shen Zhuo coughed up a mouthful of dried blood foam, slightly gasping for breath.

“I’ve heard a lot about you, Supervisor Shen.”

At this moment, an old British accent came from the front, speaking lightly: “So this is the legendary nuclear weapon of the evolutionary era, HRG gene interferon?”

Shen Zhuo looked up.

Under the mining lamp in front, hundreds of well-armed members of the Round Table Society guarded various parts of the cave. Leading them was an old man with a stern and severe face and neatly combed gray-white hair. One hand was behind his back, the other casually tossing a metal syringe up and down.

Not far away, the black supervisor’s coat was casually thrown on a rock. The drug was probably found from that coat.

“…Pardes Thorne.” Shen Zhuo’s head fell back into the blood-stained mattress, tiredly saying, “Rong Qi killed your brother, yet you can still kneel to him like a dog. You’re quite a talent.”

“Shut up!” “Don’t be rude to Mr. Pardes!” “Who the hell do you think you are?!”…

Curses rang out immediately, and a few young men almost rushed up to hit him. The witch squatted by the stretcher, gritting her teeth in a low voice: “Is now the time for your sharp tongue? Would you die if you didn’t insult someone for a day?”

Pardes raised his hand to stop his followers.

“Under the leadership of the previous bishop, the Round Table Society has long since declined. Humbling ourselves to humans only leads to more severe oppression and humiliation. Evolutionists are the new humans chosen by heaven, not meant to be subordinate to old humans, just like Homo sapiens were destined to replace ancient apes.”

The old man raised his chin, slowly taking out a fist-sized, dimly glowing meteorite from his pocket, holding it heavily in his palm, lighting up the fanatical eyes of the extreme evolutionists around him.

“Mr. Rong brought the source of evolution to Earth, the greatest gift from heaven to humanity. Anyone who opposes Mr. Rong will have a bad end.”

Shen Zhuo laughed, not hiding his cold sarcasm, which quickly turned into a painful cough.

“What are you laughing at, Supervisor Shen? You don’t think Bai Sheng can still save you, do you?” Pardes’s voice was cold, his lips curling in a sinister smile: “Ah, by the way, there’s something you might not know. Bai Sheng was ordered by us to investigate you in Shenhai. His progress is impressive and truly gratifying, especially since he has always been a loyal follower of the Round Table Society…”

The witch was shocked: “What? What nonsense is this old man spouting? Don’t believe him! My best friend can’t be that kind of person!”

“You mean Bai Sheng and the Round Table Society.”

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhuo interrupted them, speaking indifferently: “I knew it long ago. Is that some kind of secret?”

Pardes paused. The witch: “??!”

The witch stared at Shen Zhuo with an expression of having her worldview shattered, only to see him lying on the stretcher, his face pale as paper, faintly smiling: “When Bai Sheng came to Shenhai, all his records from childhood were on my desk the day after he got off the plane. Even the glorious incident of him provoking a fight at eight and being chased by a gang for two streets was included. Naturally, it didn’t miss the nickname you gave him in the Round Table Society… Let me think, what was it, ‘Sewer Guard.'”

“—You!”

“It means to mock your low moral standards,” Shen Zhuo explained helpfully, looking at Pardes, whose face had turned white with anger.

Angry curses rose all around, and even Pardes impulsively took several steps forward. The others rushed up, ready to lift Shen Zhuo off the stretcher and beat him: “Watch your mouth!” “Beat him to death!”

Shui Ronghua exclaimed urgently: “No!”

In Shen Zhuo’s current state, a real beating could kill him. Fortunately, Pardes still had a bit of reason left: “Stop!”

The evolutionists, faces full of rage, reluctantly retreated. Shen Zhuo propped himself up on the stretcher with one elbow, stopping his panting, and laughed hoarsely.

“Bai Sheng and I are even. He has the responsibility to maintain racial balance, and I have the duty to ensure Shenhai’s safety. For adults in this position, how it started doesn’t matter. What matters is that it’s a good thing you sent him to Shenhai, because only through careful investigation and comparison could he discover a fact…”

Shen Zhuo looked up at Pardes with amusement, saying: “Working with your Round Table Society really has no future.”

Pardes’s jaw made a cracking sound.

The witch covered her forehead: “Please, just shut up! Do you really want to get beaten to death?”

“One more thing I need to correct you on,” Shen Zhuo said lazily, “Bai Sheng has never had the words ‘on orders’ in his life, nor has he ever been a loyal follower of the Round Table Society. If you must talk about following…”

He paused provocatively, smiling slightly:

“He follows me.”

“What’s he so arrogant about?!” “Who the hell does he think he is?!!”

Angry curses almost overturned the cave. A few young men, unable to bear it any longer, swarmed forward, lifting Shen Zhuo and pushing him to the ground. In the chaos, someone kicked his abdominal wound, and blood gushed out like a dam breaking!

“Stop! Stop!” Pardes hurried over, his face twisted with rage, “Don’t kill him!”

The attackers were dragged away in a flurry of hands. In the dim light and chaos, Shen Zhuo lay in the blood puddle, convulsing. His hands, bound with ropes, moved slightly in the dark, hiding the gun he had just taken from one of the attackers in his sleeve.

The surrounding crowd was agitated, and no one noticed this scene.

“Mr. Pardes!” At this moment, a C-class evolutionist ran in from outside the cave and said, “There’s a call for you, it’s from Mr. Rong!”

Pardes took a deep breath and took the satellite phone, barely suppressing his anger: “Hello?”

“We’re almost done on our side,” a female voice with a Japanese accent came from the other end of the line. Because of the proximity, Shen Zhuo clearly recognized it was Yoko Noda: “Mr. Rong is sending my brother to pick up Supervisor Shen. He’ll be there soon; don’t let him die.”

Pardes gritted his teeth: “I understand!” Then he heavily hung up the call.

Shen Zhuo lay on the ground, covered in blood. His white shirt was soaked in a shocking red, and he seemed so weak that even breathing was difficult. Pardes knew his importance and feared he might really die, leaving him unable to explain it to Rong Qi. After a long pause, he restrained his anger and ordered with disgust: “Stop his bleeding!”

The C-class evolutionist who had come to deliver the phone did not leave but stood waiting nearby. He immediately nodded: “Yes.”

Then he picked up a medical kit and knelt in the blood, his hands trembling, not daring to look up. Using a very basic healing ability, he barely stopped the gushing blood and then tightly wrapped the wound with new bandages.

Only after finishing did the C-class evolutionist raise his head. His expression seemed normal, but his voice carried a slight tremor of suppressed tension: 

“…Sorry, Supervisor Shen, this is all I can do. Can you manage the rest yourself?”

The strong light from the mining lamp in the distance illuminated half of the young C-class evolutionist’s face. He had blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and an artistic demeanor, with his nails digging into his palms.

It was Joseph, Bai Sheng’s college friend, who had come to Shenhai for a meal once.

“…”

Shen Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, meeting the gaze of the young Brit. A faint smile passed through his eyes.

“Thank you; that’s enough.”

If the cave weren’t so dark, Joseph’s extreme fear and trembling would have been evident, but even so, he intensified his tone to confirm: “Are you sure?”

Shen Zhuo’s gaze was calm and deep, answering: “I’m sure.”

“…”

The two stared at each other, Joseph’s tightly pressed lips trembling uncontrollably. Finally, he gave an almost imperceptible nod: “Alright.”

At this moment, Pardes had finished making several calls and looked at the time: “Let’s go, take him out.”

He turned to walk outside the cave, followed by the evolutionists. Someone stepped forward to lift Shen Zhuo from the ground—just at that moment.

Joseph quickly helped Shen Zhuo up, his hand reaching into his coat. Suddenly, a cold light flashed as he drew a knife, swiftly cutting the ropes on Shen Zhuo’s wrists!

“What—what’s going on?!”

“Joseph, what are you doing?!”

Shen Zhuo sprang up, moving as swiftly as lightning. He raised his hand and fired a shot, accurately breaking the electromagnetic shackles on Shui Ronghua from a distance. The second shot took down the first evolutionist who rushed at him, hitting right between the eyes.

Pardes turned around in shock, but it was too late to react. Shen Zhuo’s elbow struck his throat hard, and the next moment, the dark muzzle of the gun was pressed against his temple!

“Don’t shoot!” “Stop!”

The crowd erupted in rage and panic, with several evolutionists instinctively rushing forward. Joseph screamed, holding his head and hiding behind Shen Zhuo. Meanwhile, Shui Ronghua broke free from the shackles, leaped to grab the coat from the ground, and pulled out the remaining two HRG syringes, throwing them with all her might:

“Shen Zhuo!!”

As if in slow motion, time seemed to stretch infinitely—

The two syringes spun through the air, flying at an angle.

Out of the corner of her eye, the witch saw something and, disregarding everything, lunged at Shui Ronghua.

In the chaotic crowd, bullets spun out from all directions, merging into a single loud bang.

—Bang!

Four or five bullets pierced Shui Ronghua’s body, spraying a burst of blood into the air!

The two syringes fell to the ground, and Shen Zhuo didn’t move at all, as if frozen, his pupils contracting to the extreme.

Thud.

It was a light sound yet seemed to shake the earth as Shui Ronghua fell into the blood.

“No…” The witch knelt on the ground, her expression blank and dazed, reaching out futilely to hold her. Her insubstantial arms passed through the air repeatedly, muttering incoherently: “Impossible… no… you can’t…”

Shui Ronghua opened her mouth, the special bullets for dealing with evolutionists having pierced her heart. Her long curls fell into the blood, and with the last bit of strength, she smiled at the witch.

Even though it was just a smile lighter than a breeze.

“I… I… love you… I’m sorry.”

The light of life quickly dimmed from the female doctor’s eyes until it completely disappeared.

The witch seemed to be frozen, only the rise and fall of her chest growing more and more intense, the desperate whimper of a trapped beast intermittently escaping her lips. It was a sound of pure grief and meaninglessness, soon turning into a deafening scream.

“Ahhhhhhh—”

Bang bang! Two gunshots rang out, and Shen Zhuo took down two of the shooters. He then shot Pardes in the leg, yelling fiercely: “Don’t move! Or I’ll kill him!”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh—!!”

The mining lamps flickered, buzzing, and flashing. Though they couldn’t hear the witch’s piercing scream, the instinctive fear of something terrifying approaching spread, the cold, sticky atmosphere gradually pervading the entire space.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

With a loud bang, all the mining lamps exploded. In the darkness, the witch hugged Shui Ronghua tightly. Her silhouette extended countless grotesque bones, forming a vast and terrifying shape like a mountain of razor-sharp wings.

“Die… die—!!!”

Shen Zhuo kicked the screaming Pardes into the crowd, grabbed the trembling Joseph, who kept asking, “What’s happening, what’s happening?” and hid in the corner of the cave.

In the next moment, everyone saw Shui Ronghua’s corpse stand up.

Her figure changed dramatically, her blood-red hair falling in mid-air and countless black runes spreading densely from her closed left eye. Fierce and eerie metal armor appeared out of nowhere, covering her entire body from top to bottom.

As soon as Witch Italdo opened her eyes, two lines of blood tears streamed down her cheeks, and energy burst out like a hurricane!

If there were an energy detector here, it would be shrieking, the readings skyrocketing from weak A to strong A, S, and finally reaching super S, breaking the measurable limit of the earth.

It was the peak power of the Italdo’s soul, the Valkyrie, who slaughtered a thousand with red eyes on a distant alien planet many years ago.

A torrent of energy surged in all directions, shaking the earth and mountains. The evolutionists in the cave screamed in terror, unleashing their strongest abilities in a desperate bid, but they were instantly extinguished in the overwhelming storm. An A-class evolutionist at the front had no time to react and was torn apart by the storm, his internal organs evaporating instantly. The crowd screamed and fled, but the fastest runners saw a giant hand’s shadow descending, followed by the rending of their bodies, intestines torn, and brains bursting in the air!

Screams echoed around; only one thought reverberated in the witch’s mind.

Kill—

The scene turned into a battlefield ablaze with fire and smoke. She crazily swung her two long spears, thousands of mutated bodies collapsing like a flood, the battlefield stretching for miles, a sea of blood.

Kill—

With broken limbs and bones crunched underfoot, the cave walls were covered in blood and flesh. Some were left with only half their bodies, struggling in agony; others knelt and begged for mercy, only to have their skulls crushed. It was like a grand and bloody sacrificial ceremony.

Kill—

Causality eradication, time axis reversal, reducing the entropy of parallel universes to the limit, and rewinding everything to before it happened.

“I too shall perish, but I wish to send you all on your way.”

The spear of time cleaved through the river, and the thousand-year war history of the distant alien planet floated like a lone boat, drifting towards the sea of stars composed of countless parallel universes.

The wielder of the weapon of causality became the sole warden, escorting tens of thousands of war criminals and embarking on a path from which there was no return.

Heart-wrenching screams erupted from Italdo’s mouth, and rage, hatred, and pain surged through her limbs like lightning. At that moment, the heavily scarred soul experienced a resurgence, remembering everything that had happened billions of light-years away.

The cave was filled with corpses. Pardes, with a broken leg, used his last ounce of strength to try to crawl out of the cave but was dragged back alive and thrown against the wall. Amidst his screams, his body slammed—bang!

Flesh flew, limbs broken, and his throat choked solidly with internal organs.

Bang!

Bones shattered, leaving a bloody human shape on the cave wall.

Bang!!

Pardes, already dead, was brutally torn in half, his mangled corpse flung far, blood staining most of the cave wall!

There were no survivors on the ground; over a hundred Round Table Evolutionists lay dead, a living hell of a bloodbath.

Thud.

The witch knelt straight on the ground, fingers digging into her hair, letting out a hoarse, furious roar after a long time.

“Save… save… save save save me… no no don’t kill me…”

Joseph curled up in the corner, nearly scared to death. Shen Zhuo pushed him behind a rock, gritting his teeth as he stood up, staggering forward, kneeling in the river of blood in front of the witch.

“…Italdo,” Shen Zhuo was already severely bloodless, rasping as he spoke, “calm down, listen to me.”

Italdo’s whole body trembled, gasping for breath.

Her soul had lived for too long, already worn to the limit. The rage that burned everything just now exhausted the last of her energy. Possessing the dead body of Shui Ronghua would quickly cause the spiritual entity to stiffen as well.

“You… you can’t go on like this; you won’t last long.” Shen Zhuo propped himself up with one hand, speaking with difficulty, “Possess my body, I’ll take you out to find…”

“I remember.”

Shen Zhuo was startled. The witch’s eyes were wide open, staring fixedly at a point floating in the air.

“It was me who used the causality weapon to revert everything to before it happened. I extracted the souls of those war criminals and exiled them into the universe… I was the only warden because I too was erased by causality; the evolution occurred before I was born…”

“I remember why I gave you that weapon.”

Shen Zhuo’s expression changed dramatically: “What did you say?!”

“Go find Bai Sheng; I know how to undo all of this.” The witch panted urgently, suddenly grabbing Shen Zhuo’s arm with a fierce grip, her eyes burning with a chilling light: “Help me bring back Shui Ronghua; we still have time… We still have time!”

·

Outside the cave, in the desert, a rift suddenly tore open in the void. The next moment, Shunsuke Noda stepped out, the space tunnel behind him closing with a swish.

“Why is there such a strong smell of blood?” He sniffed curiously, squinting his eyes warily. Following the coordinates Pardes had sent earlier, he walked towards the entrance of the cave, suddenly spotting a figure staggering out. It was Shen Zhuo!

Shen Zhuo’s white shirt was covered in blood, his lean abdomen wrapped in disheveled bandages. Though he clutched his wound tightly, blood kept pouring out, dripping to the ground with every step. He looked up and, upon seeing Noda, stopped, gasping for breath.

“?

Shunsuke Noda was somewhat surprised, scanning him up and down, touching his chin in astonishment: “May I ask, how did you manage to get yourself into this state again, Supervisor Shen?”

·

Thousands of kilometers away, at the EHPBC Council.

An armed helicopter landed on the rooftop of the building. Before it even stabilized, Cameron leaped out, striding purposefully ahead, followed by dozens of well-trained bodyguards.

“Mr. Cameron!” A secretary, ordered to greet him, hurriedly ran to keep up, reporting rapidly: “The current situation is this; fortunately, the rescue team discovered the chairman in time, and he was urgently escorted back. He’s slightly injured but not in life-threatening danger, reportedly protected by a guard using an ability during the explosion. But we haven’t found Supervisor Shen yet; the Chairman is highly concerned and has ordered the riot squad to conduct a search at all costs…”

Bang!

Cameron pushed the door open, striding in with a grim expression. Around the conference table stood a group of officials, the chairman in the center looking weak and terrified, shakily giving orders: “Deploy personnel immediately, conduct a carpet search of the desert, leave no suspicious buildings or persons unchecked…”

“Director-general Cameron!”

“Mr. Cameron!”

The officials stood up one after another, the Chairman’s expression contorting for a moment, then forcing himself to stand: “You arrived just in time. This major security crisis requires the assistance of the International Supervision General Administration. Director-general Cameron, please come with me to the riot squad immediately—”

Cameron ignored him, pointing directly at the chairman and issuing a concise order:

“Take him down.”

His loyal bodyguards immediately drew their weapons, and amidst the panicked shouts around, they rushed forward to subdue the chairman, efficiently handcuffing him and removing all his communication devices. Within moments, they had secured the conference room doors with armed guards.

“What, what are you doing?” The Chairman struggled desperately, “Cameron, you’re crazy; what right do you have to treat me like this?!”

With a sharp snap, Cameron threw several records onto the conference table.

“Shen Zhuo has always been very clear about where he is safest; he is not someone who can be easily persuaded to go to another location. Therefore, on the way here, I had an investigation done, and it was as expected.”

The surrounding officials were already stunned. Cameron opened the record, his gray-green eyes coldly staring at the pale-faced chairman.

“This is the testimony of witnesses in the temporary command center before the attack. The so-called press conference was orchestrated by you. To persuade Supervisor Shen to accompany you, you deceived him by saying that I would also appear at the press conference and showed him a forged safety email with my signature.”

The chairman of the council never expected Cameron to react so quickly and decisively. He stammered, trying to explain, “No, this is just a misunderstanding. Who can prove what I showed Supervisor Shen was… I…”

“A month ago, arranged by Rong Qi, you met with the head of the Round Table, Pardes Thorne, and revealed the access codes and security vulnerabilities of the North African meteorite base. Subsequently, you used various means to get Rong Qi into Heisenberg International Prison, arranging for him to meet with an S-class felon in the space cell, attempting to facilitate a prison break.”

“Prison break?”

“Did that Mexican S-class escape from the prison?!”

A security officer in charge of Heisenberg International Prison almost had a heart attack upon hearing this, trembling as he grabbed the phone: “Hello, quickly check the special monitoring area, the space cell numbered 12394 with the S-class felon—”

“No need to check; it’s already gone.” Cameron’s tone was as cold as ice. “To be precise, the entire folding space cell has been taken by Rong Qi.”

With a clatter, the phone dropped on the table, and the security officer collapsed into an armchair.

The council chairman trembled in disbelief, “How… how do you know this… It’s only been a few hours; how could you… so quickly…”

“Do you remember what I told you when I put you in this position?” Cameron looked down at his former political ally, speaking coldly, “I am omnipresent; I know everything. Don’t play any tricks in front of me.”

The council chairman slumped to the ground. Cameron lifted his chin: “Take him away.”

The guards immediately moved to pull the chairman up. At this moment, perhaps driven by desperation, the chairman suddenly broke free, stumbling and running towards the exit: “Help, help, it wasn’t me! I’m innocent! They framed me—”

Bang!

Cameron snatched the gun from a bodyguard, firing a clean shot that pierced the chairman’s thigh with pinpoint accuracy!

The chairman screamed and fell, was dragged up by the guards, and was forcibly taken out of the conference room.

The room full of officials was dead silent. Cameron casually tossed the gun back to the guard, pulling a silk handkerchief from his suit pocket and nonchalantly wiping his fingers.

“The former council chairman betrayed security information, colluded with a top wanted criminal, and collaborated with the illegal organization Round Table, suspected of kidnapping Senior Supervisor Shen Zhuo. Effective immediately, he is suspended and under investigation. According to EHPBC Charter Articles 9-11, I will temporarily assume the role of council leader.”

“From now on, deploy the joint anti-riot force to conduct the largest scale search of the Delta Desert. At the same time, dispatch Senior Supervisor Margot to raid the Round Table’s headquarters and search for any information regarding Supervisor Shen’s whereabouts.”

There was the sound of chairs clashing as the officials quickly reacted, rushing to execute these orders. Their faces were filled with the heavy and tense atmosphere of an impending storm.

“In addition.”

The secretary, who was taking notes quickly, looked up to see Cameron standing at the conference table, impeccably dressed, casually tossing the silk handkerchief into the wastebasket. The sunlight cast a harsh, cold line across his face.

“Immediately revoke all access permissions to the global meteorite warehouses. From now on, they are classified as military zones. Only the top ten supervisors are allowed to approach. Trespassers will be shot on sight.”

“Yes, sir!”

The officials hurried out, the secretary setting down the tablet and worrying aloud, “Regarding the escaped prisoner from Heisenberg International Prison…”

When Cameron’s face lacked his characteristic fake smile, his expressionless demeanor often induced fear, revealing no trace of emotion.

“A folding space plus an S-class cannibal has only one use for Rong Qi.” He said lightly, “To deal with Bai Sheng.”

The secretary was taken aback, “But Mr. Bai is an SS-class evolutionist. Even Rong Qi himself was instantly killed when facing the causality weapon. How could just a cannibal…”

His voice trailed off because he saw Cameron flip a few pages of the record on the table, revealing the emergency extracted abilities data of the Heisenberg International Prison’s felons.

“No strong being can guarantee perpetual dominance. Everything in nature has its counterbalance, and the same applies to abilities.”

Cameron’s finger brushed over the rows of text, stopping at the line “Fatal Strike”, coldly stating, “I don’t believe the Tyrant can be lucky enough to be immune to this ability.”

“…” The secretary stared at the line, reading it out in shock and uncertainty, “Man-eating Spider?”

S-class ability, Man-eating Spider.

Virus-type ability, activated through the teeth, with the shortest activation time being 5 seconds. Symptoms for the infected vary by level, with the fastest causing central nervous system paralysis and complete bodily liquefaction into the blood within 1 second. The blood is highly contagious.

Not a mental attack, but the destruction of the central nervous system causes a rapid decline in mental strength, thus making philosophical evolutionists unable to resist.

Cooldown period: 1 minute.

·

With a dull thud, Bai Sheng’s shoulder hit the brick wall. He braced himself against it, realizing in an instant that he had been infected with some kind of virus. Along with the intense dizziness came a rapidly clouded consciousness.

His mental strength was plummeting!

“Such a delicious smell… such a delicious taste,” the cannibal in the corner twisted and crawled along the ground, drooling and leaving a trail, “Let me eat… your flesh…”

At this point, regret, panic, or fear were all useless. The urgent task was to break out of this space cell at any cost.

Bai Sheng closed his eyes, and a few seconds later, he suddenly opened them. A cold light glinted in his eyes as he slashed downward with his index finger, raising indestructible, transparent barriers around his feet.

Next, he pressed his palms down, swiftly clasping them together.

A storm suddenly gathered over the desert, thunderclouds swirling faster and faster, the sky turning into a vast and terrifying sea whirlpool. Thousands of thick bolts of lightning struck down, lifting tons of yellow sand and illuminating the endless desert as bright as day!

Breaking a folding space required energy thousands of times greater than its own, and the electric type was recognized as having the most explosive and destructive ability.

The magnificent sea of lightning engulfed the desert, resembling the end of the world. Nature presented a terrifying and splendid spectacle. Countless electric pillars connected heaven and earth, and the impact comparable to a nuclear explosion spread in all directions, forcibly tearing open the folded space and shattering the entire cell into countless fragments!

The S-class Cannibal fell from the sky; his body instantly sliced into pieces by lightning.

Boom!

Bai Sheng crashed heavily to the ground, sending up a hundred meters of yellow sand.

“Huff… huff…”

The lightning dissipated, the thunderclouds receded, and the sky above the desert turned bright and sunny. Bai Sheng staggered to his feet from the ground, his vision suddenly blackening.

The top-level lightning ability had consumed a huge amount of energy, causing the Man-eating Spider virus to spread faster through his bloodstream, further damaging his central nervous system.

Bai Sheng bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, the pain bringing him a slight moment of clarity. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the heel of his hand. Just as he was about to turn around, he sensed something and abruptly stopped.

“…”

He raised an eyebrow and sneered, “The body that was erased by causality has grown back, Rong Qi?”

A hundred meters behind him, atop a high sand dune, a few high-class evolutionists wrapped in gray robes had appeared at some point. The slender figure leading them stood against the light; it was Rong Qi himself.

Bai Sheng brought his fingers together; a cold light appeared at his fingertips, and the overwhelming, invisible pressure of causality filled the air. He then turned around coldly:

“You really have a death wish. Since that’s the case…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Bai Sheng’s tightly knit brows suddenly twitched.

Even though his mind was very scattered due to the toxin damaging his central nervous system and his retinas were seeing double, he still caught a crucial detail in that instant—the blazing sun cast no shadow at Rong Qi’s feet.

He was a spirit body!

“——I should never have chosen Fu Chen five years ago,” Rong Qi said, looking down at Bai Sheng from above. He then suddenly disappeared from where he stood, and the next moment his spirit body appeared right in front of Bai Sheng, clearly reflected in Bai Sheng’s dilated pupils:

“Fortunately, today I finally have the chance to correct that mistake.”

No matter how fast the physical reaction speed was, it couldn’t match the spirit body’s attack that surpassed the speed of light.

Bai Sheng’s retinas went white, his heart skipped a beat, and in that instant, he felt a cold, foreign soul forcibly entering his body. He struggled to resist, but his once indomitable mental strength had been rapidly eroded by the toxin, like a dam riddled with ant holes, about to collapse when the flood came.

“…Get out,” Amidst the spinning world, he heard himself let out a furious, desperate roar: “Get out of me——”

Soul, memory, emotions, senses—everything was collapsing. Countless brainwaves from the outside world rustled, crashing in from all directions, submerging him completely in an instant!

A fleeting moment stretched infinitely and emptily. His soul sank, seeing the distant alien war, smoke, and genocide in Rong Qi’s memories—a thousand years of battle passing in a flash, then transforming into an eternal, grand space exile.

The whole world spun away before his eyes, like sinking deep underwater, with the surface growing farther and farther away. He tried to shout but could no longer make any sound.

In the boundless darkness, Bai Sheng slowly sank into the abyss.

The last thing he heard was his own voice, but the tone was completely unfamiliar because it was Rong Qi:

“From now on, everything you have belongs to me.”

A hundred meters away, atop the high sand dune, a dark rift tore open in mid-air. Shunsuke Noda stepped out, dragging Shen Zhuo, and stretched his shoulders.

“Ah,” he said nonchalantly, “it seems we arrived just in time.”

Shen Zhuo half-knelt on the ground dejectedly, one hand tightly covering his bloody abdomen, looking up into the distance, and lost all reaction due to excessive shock.

Only he could see the ever-changing electromagnetic waves, as eerie and beautiful as the aurora, surrounding Bai Sheng. In that indescribable scene, Rong Qi’s spirit body descended from the sky, gradually merging with Bai Sheng.

“…No,” Shen Zhuo gasped, murmuring as his ears rang: “Impossible…”

Swish!

The electromagnetic waves contracted sharply, all entering Bai Sheng’s body.

Immediately, an entirely unfamiliar aura emanated as “Bai Sheng” slowly opened his eyes and stood up.

The place where he had been bitten was still a bloody mess, oozing terrifying dark blood, but he seemed indifferent, completely unfazed by the pain. He casually flexed his fingers, as if adjusting to his new body.

As if witnessing the most horrifying scene, Shen Zhuo knelt on the ground, retreating, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, cold blood pounding in his heart.

But it was all to no avail.

“Bai Sheng” looked at him, a familiar hint of a smile in his eyes, then stepped through the yellow sand, stopping in front of Shen Zhuo and kneeling on one knee, looking him in the eye.

“…Bai Sheng,” clinging to a final shred of hope, Shen Zhuo’s voice trembled, “Bai Sheng, you…”

“Bai Sheng” grabbed Shen Zhuo’s fingers, pressing them against his chest, the heartbeat pounding beneath.

“Look,” he said gently, even with a familiar smile in his voice: “It’s still the same heart beating, isn’t it?”

Shen Zhuo’s fingers trembled violently, as if forced to touch an indescribable terror. He suddenly yanked his hand away, shouting so loudly that his voice almost broke: “——Get out of his body!”

Rong Qi made a soothing gesture. He had begun to master all of Bai Sheng’s abilities, reaching out to use a healing ability on Shen Zhuo’s abdominal gunshot wound, but—smack! A sharp, unrelenting sound echoed.

Shen Zhuo used all his strength to knock his hand away, stumbling as he retreated, blood gushing from his side and splashing onto the ground with every step.

“…You disgusting thing,” Shen Zhuo’s face was as pale as snow, even his trembling lips drained of color: “Why couldn’t I kill you, you revolting monster…”

Rong Qi stood up, intending to step forward and extend his hand, but his movements suddenly froze unexpectedly!

[——Let him go.]

It was as if his body had its own will—a cold, hoarse whisper coming from deep within his soul.

[Do not touch Shen Zhuo. Let him go.]

Rong Qi’s movements were forcibly restrained, unable to move forward, and after a while, he let out a short, mocking laugh.

“So, you’re still there,” he murmured softly to himself.

Several high-class evolutionists gathered around. Shunsuke Noda asked in a low voice, “Mr. Rong?”

Rong Qi looked at Shen Zhuo but no longer attempted to move forward. He only ordered, in a deep voice, “Take him back.”

Shunsuke Noda glanced at Shen Zhuo, probably realizing that if they delayed any longer, the man would bleed out. He strode forward, grabbed Shen Zhuo, and barked, “Don’t move; do you really want to die?” Then he forcibly pulled him back.

Rong Qi gathered a soft glow of healing energy in his palm, grabbed Shen Zhuo’s arm, and looked into his eyes, saying calmly, “I give you two choices, Supervisor Shen.”

“First, you can treat me as if I am Bai Sheng.”

“Second, Bai Sheng is already dead.”

“…” Shen Zhuo seemed to take a long time before slowly shaking his head and hoarsely said:

“No.”

The wind and sand swept across the vast desert. In his eyes was a peculiar expression, as if after many years of arduous journey, he had finally made a decision, knowing there would be no turning back.

“You didn’t manage to kill Bai Sheng.” He looked at Rong Qi, his gaze seemingly penetrating the eyes and looking into the depths of his soul, his voice light and weary: “And it’s still not too late to save everything.”

Rong Qi was stunned; a preposterous thought suddenly arose in his mind.

No, it was absolutely impossible.

Besides causality, there was only one thing in the entire universe that could overturn a fixed outcome, and the probability of hitting that at this moment was less than one in ten million, even one in a trillion—

The next moment, he saw a burst of light erupt from Shen Zhuo’s bloody palm.

It was the meteorite Shen Zhuo had retrieved from Prades’s corpse, the member of the Round Table, before leaving the cave.

Evolutionary radiation enveloped the desert, filling Shen Zhuo’s entire body. The evolution that had been interrupted 23 years ago was finally restarting.

A magnificent, brilliant blue light burst out like a waterfall, grand and earth-shattering, reflecting in the shocked eyes of every evolutionist around. In the midst of that splendid light, a long spear piercing his heart slowly withdrew from in front of Shen Zhuo, gripped in his hand.

“…” Rong Qi stepped back, unable to believe that he had actually hit the one in a trillion probability that spanned the high-dimensional space-time in the universe, and muttered:

“The Spear of Time…”

It really was the Spear of Time!!

Shen Zhuo, drenched in blood, collapsed to his knees and, with the last of his strength, thrust the spear fiercely into the ground.

In that instant, an invisible storm swept the heavens and earth with him at its center, unleashing a universe-class weapon capable of altering parallel timelines—

S-class ability, Reversing the Timeline.

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