Superhumans of the Dome City

Chapter 1499: Chapter 58: Ashes to Rebirth

As if waking up from a long dream, the confused people opened their eyes.

The memory of killing others, the pain of being killed, disputes, violence, the joy of victory, the gloom of defeat, all experiences and emotions faded from the heart. The myriad events of reincarnation seemed like a dream, leaving only faint afterimages.

People realized that here is the real world.

People raised their heads and saw the azure sky. Above the boundless blue sky, mortals and kings were locked in a bloody battle. Their expressions equally manic, their postures similarly fierce.

The will of mortals, as the world was created, transmitted to everyone’s hearts. Naturally, people understood everything.

In the thirty-three trillion cycles, everyone has the chance to become the protagonist of the world.

After the end of divine self-reincarnation, everyone can become the supreme king.

What do you think?

Mortals raised the inquiry.

What do you yourself think?

"——"

Ordinary people who still retain reason might flee in fear due to incomprehensible elements.

However, the experiences in reincarnation just faded, the shadows of sorrow and pain had not dispersed, and the mania brought by the kings still lingered in people’s minds. The madness led to thought, and thought led to inquiry.

What will my life become?

"Doesn’t sound so bad?" "Even if unlucky once, I can become super amazing..." "Forgetting what happened last time every time isn’t impossible, right?" whispered the children.

"But in that reincarnation, you have to kill." said a timid child, "I don’t want to kill."

"What if you have to kill someone you like?" another one raised the issue, "Doesn’t this make everyone a murderer?"

"I absolutely don’t want to fight with Mom and Dad..."

"What about my job?" Adults considered other problems, "I studied for 22 years to find this job... I just got a loan to buy a car and haven’t had the chance to drive it."

"My daughter starts work next week." said a middle-aged woman, "I was waiting to take a picture of her."

"I just finished paying off the mortgage last month." "How many years are thirty-three trillion cycles?" "How could this work, my daughter has to get married this month." "Fighting every day? How will the empire develop in the future?!" "Oh dear, my son is up in the sky..." "I still want to travel abroad..." "I am still waiting to go home to see my son!"

The chatter was overwhelming, either focusing on one’s own life or on others’ happiness, people’s opinions converged into an unprecedented cacophony. Those were ordinary words, thoughts with no value on an eternal scale, yet that was their life, happiness that may hold little meaning but is closely connected to existence.

Then, people realized the truth.

All that will be crushed by reincarnation.

The king’s crazed thoughts will destroy each person’s small happiness.

Intense emotions born from thought, that is the commonplace anger of all beings. Anger at having one’s life wantonly manipulated, anger at the world being toyed with by madmen. That feeling transformed into pure courage, driving people to raise their arms and shout toward the battlefield above the sky.

"Go!" "Good luck!"

"Defeat him."

"Get that lunatic!"

"Don’t lose, gray-haired guy!"

Country, Zero Island, Union, Empire... No matter if acquainted or not, no matter if hostile or not, people all roared at the warriors in the sky. The loudest voices belonged to the young superpower users, even though there’s no longer a city in the sky in today’s world, they are still the nearest to the sky. They stood on the world’s highest mountain, gazing at that gray-haired superpower user. They remembered past rainy nights, once upon a time that man fought so fiercely, he was awe-inspiring under the sky that night!

"Beat him hard, Ah Ce!"

"Give that bastard a pounding!"

"Let that self-righteous king know who is the master of the sky!"

The black-haired girl in a green dress stood atop the peak, just like four years ago, shouting loudly at the gray-haired man.

"——Win, Gongsun Ce!!!"

Their words reached Gongsun Ce’s heart.

Their will gathered on Gongsun Ce’s fist.

"I will definitely win."

Fatigue, pain, discouragement, such words had long been isolated from the man. His will was as solid as steel, the man who had crossed many dangers would never waver because of the enemy’s rhetoric.

Break the world if it’s shattered, stand up again if once failed. If people’s hearts were scattered and rendered crazed, then reassemble their wills. If victory makes a new king then find a way to break this "rule". Since achieving victory in reincarnation makes one a new king, then use the spiral of contradictions to destroy the mad cycle.

Clench fists, swing swords, repeating the painful battles, the light and fire in the will shall never be extinguished. He isn’t a genius who wins every battle, precisely because he failed once, precisely because he regretted once, can he summon the courage to move forward now.

The enemy bears the crazed visions of 350,000 generations, the enemy’s prayers are tied to the fate of 33 trillion beings. So what?

"We don’t care if we are protagonists or side characters, we don’t care about evolution or transcendence. The life in this world only wants to live their lives according to their own will!"

A fierce punch knocked King Pingdeng down, the subsequent slash shattered the blue armor. Gongsun Ce barely stood straight, bloodied all over, yet still defiantly roared.

"I am not fighting you for myself. What I bear is the life of 6.6 billion people in this world. I am fighting here with you to protect the life of this entire world!"