Chapter 383: My Fate Is My Own
After Bai Mo finished speaking, he withdrew the barrier shrouding Tianqing City. It transformed into a streak of white light and ascended to the upper atmosphere, accompanied by the other three colored lights: red, purple, and yellow.
"I know you're still researching and experimenting, but at least for now, you have no method to kill or seal us. That monstrous entity cannot possibly have a second. Of course, we also have no way to kill you, so why not cease this meaningless struggle?" the Disciple of the Crimson World continued to persuade.
"This universe is simply too vast. Even if you and I traveled at the speed of light, we might not see all of your so-called Milky Way in a lifetime, and the Milky Way is but an insignificant part of the entire universe. Why waste your time on utterly pointless matters?"
Gaia, knowing Bai Mo once harbored the dream of exploring the entire cosmos, tried to seek peace from another angle.
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As for the body controlled by the Creator, aside from the yellow light that still exuded a faint presence, it remained silent from the very beginning, as if none of this concerned it.
After listening to their words, Bai Mo said nothing further. The white orb of light, ready to burst forth in his hand, already conveyed his thoughts.
"The time it took him to reach this stage was too short. There are still many residual 'human' emotions in his thoughts; his reasoning isn't sufficiently rational, still influenced by emotions. He can't yet be viewed with our way of thinking," Gaia privately conveyed her opinion.
"In that case, we'll negotiate with him in a 'human' way."
"You enjoy these tactics as well?" Bai Mo asked expressionlessly.
"From the perspective of a life form acting as a player, frankly, it's quite boring, as foolish as threatening real-world players with characters from a virtual world. But this body's original self seems to have such thoughts; he believes this threat will still have some effect on you," the Disciple of the Crimson World nonchalantly spoke its true inner thoughts.
In the Disciple of the Crimson World's view, Bai Mo differed from them in many ways. He seemed to want to treat this new nation as a management strategy game, while it preferred to personally create alt accounts to lead teams in role-playing games. Gaia was like the behind-the-scenes puppet master of fate, selecting strategy routes. As for the Creator...
"I've given them enough; no one's life should be the responsibility of another." Facing the Disciple of the Crimson World's cold threat, Bai Mo responded with an even colder demeanor.
"Continue!" He unexpectedly slammed the ball of white light in his hand onto the woman controlled by Gaia first, and white and purple began to violently clash.
The Disciple of the Crimson World, who manifested the strongest power and stood at the forefront, had originally prepared its defenses. But unexpectedly, what Bai Mo did first was to strike at Gaia's puppet behind it!
In the azure sky, a mass of white was rapidly expanding outwards. From the ground, it looked as if the vast canvas of the sky, with its sky-blue background, was being frenziedly smeared by someone wielding a brush laden with white paint.
The purple on the other side was clearly suppressed and at a disadvantage. If there was but one brush painting with purple, then there were at least five painting with white.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Tianqing, a silent exchange was also underway.
"This is the last chance to leave. Are you all truly willing to gamble that he'll fulfill his promise, and that after enduring five years, you'll gain freedom?" Some who were unwilling to accept this decision continued to incite others to flee together.
"If we leave, where can we escape to? Don't forget, last time, that monster calling itself the Disciple of the Crimson World appeared almost simultaneously beside everyone scattered across the entire nation."
"This world has become their playground. For lives not on the same level, there's simply no possibility of significant resistance."
After witnessing the terror of true monsters through the lives of others, most of those present had temporarily lost hope of resistance. At least, until humanity produced another equally powerful leader, they did not intend to resist the man who could instantly kill them.
In any case, he hadn't pushed them too hard, not to the point of being unbearable.
"We refuse to wait for death! If we don't even have the courage to escape, then what's the point of cultivating martial arts!" Shi Hua Chong, along with several Dharma Body realm martial artists behind him, decided to abandon everything and leave the Huaxia Federation while Bai Mo was locked in fierce battle in the sky.
"Go! The world is vast, I refuse to believe in fate!" "One day, I'll make my comeback!" They had no intention of defeating Bai Mo, and they tried their best to avoid launching an offensive like those from the Huaxia Youth Alliance. They merely sought an opportunity to escape when the time was right.
Twenty minutes later, watching the rapidly transforming sky, shifting drastically three times a second, more people's minds became active. They hadn't noticed any traces of Shi Hua Chong and the others, who ran the fastest, being pursued. Through certain communication spirit arts, they even learned that their comrades were already nearing Huaxia's borders.
"Your laborers are running away." Struggling to hold him off, Gaia still tried to distract Bai Mo. It and the Disciple of the Crimson World were like fighting a boss together, only able to barely cope with Bai Mo through mutual cooperation.
Meanwhile, the Creator, who had been completely silent and phoning it in the entire time, was still the most inconspicuously silent presence. It never spoke, showing no emotional fluctuations. If not for Bai Mo's Heaven's Net ability constantly emphasizing its power, he would genuinely suspect the other party was just a robot Gaia brought to make up the numbers, merely feigning the presence of a third peer.
Gaia's words were always hard to distinguish truth from falsehood, and it often used information asymmetry to weave deceptions. Previously, if Bai Mo hadn't possessed his Heaven's Net ability and ultimately uncovered the truth, he would likely still be largely immersed in self-doubt manipulated by fate.
"They will return." Bai Mo tore through layers of Xuanhua barrier and pointed a finger at Wei Wuya's forehead. White light and red light continuously counteracted each other, allowing Wei Wuya's consciousness to unusually gain a few seconds of clarity.
Having regained consciousness, he spent a second fully understanding his surroundings before quickly making a decision that, on an ordinary day, would have been extremely difficult.
Self-destruct!
"Boom!!!" A sky-shattering boom became the swan song left to the world by this young man who had risen like a meteor and fallen like one.
"I, Wei Wuya, would rather die than be another's puppet! My fate is my own, not for you, you lofty heavens!" Wei Wuya's final voice, in the form of a spiritual ripple, spread throughout the entire world.
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