Chapter 731: Sea of Blood
Lun Qin had never revealed the secret of her treasure artifact to anyone.
She had a premonition that only when everyone else was dead, and everything belonged to her alone, would she possess the power to contend with what lay opposite her.
This was an insoluble deadlock.
If they didn't die, she wouldn't gain the power to save everything, and would only be left to wander aimlessly, awaiting death.
Only if they all perished would she have a chance to change fate!
“It’s time to end this tedious game,” a voice within her mind declared.
“No, I don’t have the right to kill them!”
Lun Qin paced back and forth, wandering aimlessly.
Day after day.
They could do nothing; outside the safe zone lay the death zone.
A few days prior, two survivors, unable to endure this life akin to lifelong imprisonment, voluntarily ran outside Lun Qin’s protective force field. In less than ten minutes, they perished beneath a sky-obscuring onslaught of tentacles.
Originally, she could have saved them, but for the first time, Lun Qin hesitated.
Was it truly right for her to keep them effectively imprisoned like this, confined beneath her wings?
The deaths of their companions brought fear, but even more so, despair.
In the months they had followed her, they had witnessed Lun Qin being instantly killed multiple times. Even the dullest among them knew this was merely a cat-and-mouse game; their demise was purely dependent on the patience of the entity in the sky, not on her protection.
“I can’t take it anymore, kill me!”
Another month later, a man Lun Qin had saved, with a sallow complexion and heavy dark circles under his eyes, voluntarily stepped into the death zone within her one-kilometer radius.
He had been crushed by immense mental pressure, unable to sleep soundly for an entire month. Every time he closed his eyes, he imagined the scene of his impending death.
“I’d rather die by your hand than become food for monsters.”
For a group of prisoners awaiting execution every day, the process of waiting for death was, in itself, more unbearable than death. Every moment was torment.
“...”
From hundreds of meters away, Lun Qin could hear the man’s desperate cries, but she did not answer.
Receiving no desired answer, the man willingly advanced into the death zone and soon found the fate he sought. Approximately seven hundred meters from her, a bone-gouging wind instantly tore him into shreds.
A foul-smelling wind, mixed with flesh and blood, instantly swept across the surroundings, laying a shallow carpet across the wilderness.
“I... surrender.”
Constantly bathed in the numb, despairing gazes of others, Lun Qin had long since wavered. This man, who had actively sought death, was merely the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
She finally understood: the people she had painstakingly protected no longer wished to live, no longer wished to exist in this hopeless world.
“Be gentle, my brother is quite afraid of pain.” Lun Qin closed her eyes in resignation, releasing all control over her body and mind, allowing the entity within her to take over.
Before giving up, she specifically instructed that they be given a quick and painless end.
“As you wish.”
“Lun Qin” backhanded, crushing everyone within the safe zone into a paste before they could even register that something was amiss.
“Tomorrow will be the time for the decisive battle.”
The humans of this planet had, in the end, all died out. She thought this as she looked at the number "one" displayed in her vision.
“How slow.”
...
Early the next morning, the sun struggled to cast a few rays through the dark clouds, and the sky appeared as if it were twilight.
A figure hung inverted in mid-air, its back to the sun.
Another figure stood on the earth, gazing at it.
Neither side uttered a word.
By now, all life on the entire planet had been utterly annihilated by the mutual strangulation of both sides, leaving only a silent battlefield.
All was silent, not a trace of life remained.
Standing on the ground was “Lun Qin,” though today, compared to yesterday, her face had become remarkably neutral, making it almost impossible to discern her gender from her appearance alone.
Meanwhile, the inverted figure in the sky was entirely covered in a blood-red hue; there was nothing but crimson.
“Ming He Xue Hai.”
“Ba Jiu Xuan Gong.”
After exchanging these two strange names, they had no further communication.
“Lun Qin,” who called herself Ba Jiu Xuan Gong, threw a punch. The terrifying force of the blow, as if rending heaven and earth, transformed the air, now whitened by dust and smoke, into an ultimate shockwave over a hundred meters thick, surging directly towards the man in the sky who called himself Ming He Xue Hai.
Where the shockwave, with its unimaginable radius of destruction, passed, the atmosphere was utterly warped. Carrying vast amounts of mud, sand, rocks, and tentacle fragments, it forcibly tore a massive hole through the boundless sea of dark clouds!
Dazzling sunlight surged forth from the hole, scrambling to pour in and land upon “Lun Qin” on the surface, illuminating her like a resplendent war goddess.
Alas, there were no spectators to cheer her on at this moment, for all who could have been onlookers had already grown cold. Otherwise, their minds would surely have been utterly shaken by this punch, which seemed nothing short of a miracle.
Thousands of tons of dust and debris, mixed with considerable tentacle flesh and blood, lifted by the shockwave, were carried into space by this single punch at an escape velocity exceeding the planet’s gravity, advancing towards the void without a backward glance.
But this appeared to inflict little harm upon Ming He. Half a minute later, as the last wave of "tourists" from the shockwave surged into space, the dark clouds began to fill the enormous void at a visible pace.
The blood-red figure, meanwhile, floated precisely at the center of this void. The sunlight infinitely magnified his shadow, making him appear like a god or a demon.
From the surface, beneath the earth, and the sky, countless bits of flesh and tentacles began to surge like mad towards the blood-red figure, transforming into a pool of blood before him.
The pool of blood swiftly became a river of blood; the river of blood then converged into a lake of blood, finally transforming into a sea of blood!
“Lun Qin” flew into mid-air, quietly observing all of this, neither attacking nor obstructing her opponent.
The planet, originally covered in flesh and blood, instantly revealed its pockmarked celestial body once they departed.
The entire planet had been gnawed away by dense, countless cavities, like a termite nest.
A blood-red giant, nearly one-third the size of the planet, this was the ultimate form assumed by the entity calling himself Ming He Xue Hai, after he reclaimed the flesh and blood he had scattered across Water Blue Star.
Such an immense life form, even if it did nothing but merely descend upon Water Blue Star, would be enough to utterly obliterate the ecosystem of an entire continent.
“Lun Qin” could clearly feel that gravity had been completely disrupted.
The next moment, one of the giant’s arms rose, carrying the power to shatter stars, and smashed down violently towards “Lun Qin”’s position at over ten times the speed of sound!
This was also the truth behind the red afterimage that had been utterly dominating her incomplete form before...
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