Chapter 1009: Chapter 785: The Choice
Under the projection of the Ivory Tower, the hoarse chants of the Bhagavad Gita echoed across the heavens and earth.
Yet above the Tanbo Inner Circle, the framework of Truth Prosperity remained unshaken.
The clash, so pointed and direct, is no longer the power of two individuals, but the confrontation of laws between the Ivory Tower, Nowhere, the Border, and Hell.
"Look, in the witness of the entire realm, the hope for the future rises brightly, so beautiful."
Woodman overlooked the radiance falling to the ground, unable to hide his sarcasm, "Your expectations of him are overly grand, hoping he can single-handedly solve the final endgame, become the star of tomorrow—isn’t it a bit too fanciful?"
"This stage belongs to the young, Woodman."
The old man, in the guise of Krishna, responded coolly, "This miracle created by them should be enjoyed by them."
"They will also swallow the final bitter fruit, witnessed by all the people of the world."
Woodman’s eyes revealed darkness and sardonicism: "The achievements of heroes need only a moment, and the downfall of heroes is the same—your fate stems from the hero creators of India, do you not understand this?
Throughout history, pledges have been the best support for creating heroes and the best way to destroy them... Or does the cautionary tale of Cuchulain not alert you? Isn’t Galna’s tragic death sufficient to make you vigilant?"
"He is neither Cuchulain nor Galna."
"Who knows? Who can truly say whether the Paladin would consume dead infants?"
Woodman laughed heartily: "I never expected such a scene to appear, nor foresaw that the Tanbo Inner Circle could be redeemed. You’ve won a round, but it doesn’t matter; the bitter fruit has already been forged.
I have three questions, three questions that will be answered today.
The most crucial record of the combination of the Element of Destructive has been obtained, and the remaining two will also be fulfilled by the heroes you hope for!"
In that instant, everyone saw—
On the earth, God City Future stared at Huai Shi walking step by step.
Slowly extending his arms.
Just like that, offering his neck.
Huai Shi, expressionless, pulled out The Fly King and pulled the trigger.
But outside the domain isolated by Truth Prosperity, Vice Principal Isaac was furious, fragments from the future time-axis bringing a dark foreboding, prompting him to act desperately, launching an attack on the framework before him.
The miracle of Kronos operated within his body.
As his fingers lifted, they thrust forward suddenly—only for a crack to split across his fingers immediately.
The framework of Truth Prosperity retaliated, the immense power causing the skin and flesh of his fingers to explode, leaving only a layer of tragic fascia wrapped around them.
Among countless frameworks, [Truth Prosperity] does not provide the powerful biological shaping and control like Matthes’ [Magnificent Blood], nor the chaotic corrosive properties like [Primordial Soup].
By comparison, Truth Prosperity is more pure.
——Magna Est Veritas Et Praevavebit.
Its meaning is ’Practice truth’.
It does not possess any enhancements or special effects, even incapable of offering any boost to the Creator itself, its entire function serves only one purpose—to provide the creator with the most perfect and ideal experimental conditions.
It is an excellent laboratory and Petri dish.
Without any modification purposes to assist, without any enforced decoupling, instead creating the best environment, allowing internal situations to evolve naturally.
And now, under Woodman’s deliberate control, it has completely abandoned internal regulation, turning instead to external closure and isolation.
Not allowing any external Sublimators to enter within and disrupt the upcoming results.
Isaac, expressionlessly, raised his palm again.
Mephisto’s phantom mockingly overlooked, witnessing him manipulate the time axis, instantly overlapping his strength hundreds of times, desperately launching an attack.
Immediately afterward, his arm along with half of his suit dissolved in the retaliation, leaving only jagged white bones, blood all over.
Before him, only a small crack appeared.
Not even enough to allow a mote of dust to pass through.
The repulsive force from Truth Prosperity spread, resisting the invasion of Kronos, the greater the miracle, the more powerful the repulsive force.
"It’s too late, young one, you cannot make the decision for him..." Woodman’s phantom emerged beside him, leaning against the framework’s wall, smiling, "This is the price heroes must bear."
In that instant, right before Huai Shi’s eyes, the ashes of God City Future resurrected once more.
Expressionlessly, raising his hand.
Offering applause to his opponent’s heroic effort.
"Congratulations, Huai Shi," he said, "You have bestowed upon them an illusory hope, won a fundamentally non-existent future, congratulations, congratulations."
"Your words contradict your heart, again." Huai Shi pulled the trigger once more.
Judgment Mode · Launch!
God City Future’s body shuddered, a large portion of it instantly vaporized, yet immediately afterward, countless blood and flesh grew anew from the breach, reorganizing into his form.
The person’s expression remained indifferent and cold.
"Is there no congratulations this time?"
Huai Shi tilted his head, looking at him, stepping forward gradually, dragging the heavy Blade of Resentment: "You think with the vitality of the Eternal Beast, you are fearless? No matter, however many times, I will kill you..."
"But is this really okay, Huai Shi?" The phantom of the young Woodman appeared before him, smiling as he asked, "Can death truly solve all problems?"
Huai Shi kept walking, crashing through the phantom before him, the sword blade cleaving down.
Beheading!
The severed head never hit the ground, vanishing before a new head grew anew.
God City Future’s expression remained unchanged, allowing Huai Shi to hack him into pieces, reborn from ashes. As blood flowed out, the darkness within silently swallowed all blessings.
This time, he did not completely heal, even the speed of rebirth slowed down, and scars remained where he was sliced.
But at that moment, Huai Shi finally felt the bone-chilling dread.
From the man before him.
From his hatred and what lay hidden behind those dark eyes.
This was not the awakening of Death Perception, but a question buried deep in the mind slowly surfaced, revealing its outline in consciousness.
Bringing an omen of unease.
He froze in place.
"Why don’t you strike, Huai Shi?"
God City Future lifted his face, asking softly, "Come kill me, fulfill your hero’s dream."
He had given up resistance.
From the moment redemption descended, from the instant Tanbo Inner Circle rejected entering Hell, he understood his plan had met its end.
Nearly, a total defeat.
In despair, the hybrid abandoned the path of the Abyss, refused his guidance, and took Huai Shi’s hand.
Since then, all that remained was the countdown to the end, the vain time of lingering.
After exhausting every effort, utilizing all his talent and power, and overcoming endless obstacles, he was not killed by Liu DongLi but fell before those he never minded.
Turning into a joke.
This mockery and blow from fate became the final straw that broke the camel’s back, he chose to give up. All that remained was the pain and hatred for everything through long ages.
Welcoming complete stagnation.
Now, on his chest, a dark ring slowly appeared, emitting a sinister aura from the Abyss.
It was the Ranch Owner’s mark.
He finally, as a Believer, accepted the baptism from the Healer, becoming the key to the fusion of the Element of Destructive, as a symbol of the undying, offering faith to the Eternal Beast’s God of Hell.
Now, while being the humanoid branch of the Eternal Beast, he is also the Crowned under the Ranch Owner’s command.
On this basis, the power to annihilate all is slowly combining into one within him—
Time is running out.
And he, raising his neck, exhibited the unhealed crack, awaiting execution.
Awaiting death.
"He is not truly immortal, Huai Shi, do you see?"
Woodman’s phantom patched itself again from fragments, still smiling, "You are the Great Priestess acknowledged by Tanbo Inner Circle; as long as you exercise your Divine Nature, you can give the most thorough death to hybrids here—this is your Sky’s Command, God City Future cannot escape, even planting Eternal Beast’s flesh will be useless.
But, what is the price, Huai Shi?
As the Great Priestess, you should be aware of the changes in those hybrids, right?
Do you know how many ’Marsh people’ infected with this healing poison are in Tanbo Inner Circle now? According to my framework statistics, the total is fifty-six thousand four hundred and still rising...
And the source of all ’healers’ is right before your eyes.
—He is the central hub of [Swamp Man], the humanoid branch of the Eternal Beast!"
At that moment, amidst Huai Shi’s silence, Woodman grinned fiendishly.
At last, the treacherous dagger reveals itself...
"If he doesn’t die, the Ranch Owner and Element of Destructive of the Eternal Beast will complete their fusion within his body, ten minutes from now!"
Woodman laughed, spreading his arms wide: "But once he is killed, all cells of the Eternal Beast will go completely out of control. They will begin instinctive, self-propagating expansion, eroding every Beastified Characteristic Being here, ushering the entire Tanbo Inner Circle’s tens of thousands into irreversible mutation.
At that time, the Existence Institute will perform the most thorough purification here—
All people you protect, everything you wish to redeem, will be destroyed, disappearing from this world without a cell remaining!"
In the deadly silence, he gazed at the hero before him, pleasantly questioning, "Even so, will you still kill him, Huai Shi?"
Choose now, Huai Shi, under the witness of the whole world—
Will you protect Tanbo Inner Circle, or will you protect the entire world?
Will you wield the butcher’s knife toward those pleading for salvation, or coldly bind your hands, letting everything reach the worst end!
The moment of the hero’s fall is imminent.
