Chapter 341: Prison
Bai Mo said nothing more, simply continuing to control the genesis of the new world. As the internal space expanded, these burgeoning spatial zones emitted a terrifying gravitational pull, continuously drawing in light of three colors: red, white, and purple.
"I... don't... want... to... be... trapped... again!" They hadn't anticipated that Bai Mo would drag them along, exiling them to a barren world. The two began to struggle frantically.
From their long-standing understanding of Bai Mo, they absolutely did not believe he was the type to sacrifice himself to seal away a world-ending demon king for the sake of global peace. Rather, he possessed more potential to become a destroyer of worlds himself.
The Red World Devourer and Gaia both seemed to have profound experiences of being suppressed. They detested seals, and for entities that were nearly impossible to kill, their greatest fear still stemmed from eternal imprisonment.
On the Tianxuan Continent, similar events had occurred: unable to be slain, they were sealed away after their opponents paid an immense price.
Eternal darkness and solitude—even for beings who were immortal and indestructible, such an experience would be seared into their minds, and they would absolutely never wish to undergo it again.
"Let's go together." Having painstakingly devised this plan, Bai Mo naturally wouldn't let it fall short at the last hurdle. He strained to delay them, clinging on desperately even as the power within him neared exhaustion.
The battle with these two informational lifeforms hadn't actually inflicted much physical damage upon Bai Mo; his injuries were mostly due to backlash. However, the energy consumed was very real, and by this point, he only had enough strength left to stall.
After the information blockade barrier was shattered, Bai Mo reconnected with his clones in the outside world that had been out of his control for several hours. The power of these clones was likewise transformed into sustenance for the birth of the new world.
"Father, please, can you save Black Snow Hime?" Inside the Yamato Tenshukaku, Xiao Si Lang, still not giving up hope, uncharacteristically pleaded with Yamamoto.
Although Xiao Si Lang was somewhat ignorant and incompetent, he had emerged completely unharmed from the impact of the Red Radiance. Just moments ago, he had secretly attempted to infiltrate Black Snow Hime's territory.
He had painstakingly spent several hours crossing layer after layer of defenses, finally seeing her seated in the center of a protective magic array, her eyes devoid of all spirit. However, if the outer defense system hadn't lost its controller, it would have been highly unlikely for him to sneak in undetected with his skill level.
Realizing something was amiss, Xiao Si Lang couldn't care less at that moment. He employed various methods, attempting to awaken her, despite her being ensconced within layers of protection.
However, the innermost layer of protection was clearly not something a pampered young master like him could breach, so he could only helplessly resort to pleading with Yamamoto.
"Smack!" Hearing his son's words, a panting Yamamoto immediately delivered a slap that sent Xiao Si Lang flying six or seven meters away.
Having just confronted the arrival of the Red World Devourer, most of his power had been drained before he could escape, and it had yet to fully recover. The external situation had also been thrown into a complete mess by the rioters, with endless matters awaiting his attention. Yamamoto was precisely at a vexed point in time.
Yet this foolish son hadn't bothered to first care for his own father, but instead fretted over a puppet-like woman. How could Yamamoto not be fuming?
Yamamoto, at the apex of the Fifth Tier, delivered even a casual slap that Xiao Si Lang, who had barely stepped into the Third Tier relying solely on his father's prestige, was utterly incapable of enduring.
Xiao Si Lang, who hadn't sustained a single injury during the Red World calamity, felt as if many of his bones had shattered under that one slap. It would take a tremendous effort for him even to stand up again.
"Why won't you listen? Don't meddle in her affairs!" After delivering the slap, Yamamoto, his anger somewhat quelled, pointed at Xiao Si Lang and declared.
"Why not?!" Having been pampered since childhood, it was the first time Xiao Si Lang had been beaten so severely by Yamamoto. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, retorting with resentment.
Yet, deep in his heart, certain strange ideas seemed to have taken root...
"My foolish son, you are too weak. In that person's eyes, you are nothing but an ant-like existence. Moreover, are you even certain she is truly female?!"
Yamamoto's words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Xiao Si Lang, especially the last sentence. It was like a bucket of ice water being poured over him, plunging him immediately into deep thought.
As one of the highest leaders among hundreds of millions of Yamato people, Yamamoto was naturally no ordinary individual. Even without direct inquiry, he had used various domestic means to ultimately ascertain whose clone "she" fundamentally was.
However, even upon reaching his conclusion, he was still somewhat shocked by the result: the other party was actually the one he had met briefly in Rome ten years prior!
As for why she presented herself as female, Yamamoto had no desire to investigate further. After the Maysuo incident, it was already a consensus among the high-ranking circles that that individual was a lunatic who disregarded worldly morals and laws. Anything strange they did was possible.
Millions of people sacrificed just like that, a great nation annihilated just like that, completely disregarding the consequences of tens of millions losing their homes and countries. It would be better for someone who cultivated such a ruthless path to die sooner and be reborn.
As if in response to Yamamoto's thoughts, just as he reached this point, an earth-shattering white pillar of light erupted from Black Snow Hime's direction.
The area covered by the light pillar continuously expanded outwards, quickly engulfing a hundred-meter radius of land. The soaring pillar of light attracted the gaze of many nearby individuals who were reflecting on life in the aftermath of the catastrophe.
A mysterious, intangible feeling told these people that once the light dispersed, by stepping within the circle of light, they would be able to gain immense benefits...
The same phenomenon wasn't confined to Yamato; terrifying white pillars of light also appeared in the European Union, Mao Russia, the United States, and the Latin Alliance.
"Mr. White!" At the European Union headquarters, in a rune laboratory on the outskirts of Frankfurt, Mr. White, one of the three great rune masters, found his laboratory suddenly enveloped by white light. The external security guards, observing this terrifying energy reaction, weighed their own capabilities and chose to remain stationary.
"As expected, he is White..." After the Red World Devourer, which had trapped all the high-ranking officials, suddenly vanished, Xi Liu, who remained resting at the headquarters, looked thoughtfully at the location of the white light.
He also had clones in the Hua-Ya Federation, but according to the principle of a clone dropping one tier, a Fourth-Tier clone wasn't particularly conspicuous in Huaxia. They wouldn't be like Bai Mo's clones, each at the Fifth-Tier level, penetrating the true core of major factions, making it impossible for people not to notice.
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