Chapter 1736 - 893: Dilemma (Part 3)

"Hey, Satria..."

He suddenly realized, letting out a cold laugh: "You stubborn fool, still alive huh? When did you start mingling with No. 3? If you want to find a father, there's no need to rush so much, right?"

"I advise you to take it easy. Once the Spirit Poison spreads, the more you use spiritual essence, the deeper it gets. Don't end up exhausting yourself to death."

Satria smirked mockingly: "Just a little greeting, saying hi to you. Do you want to sit down for a talk?"

His answer was William's expressionless middle finger.

"If you want to fight, fight! Why so much crap!"

"Tsk, why be so stubborn, William? You didn't use to be so thick-headed back in the day..."

Satria tutted and shook his head: "Besides, if you're willing to talk, everything can be negotiated... Ao Gao's life or death is in your hands."

"Oh, then just kill him."

Without any hesitation, William lifted his iron hammer with a blank expression. He gathered power, causing the entire building to tremble, as a violent surge like a storm converged on the hammer.

His eyes had long turned crimson.

"—I'll avenge him!"

Seeing that completely deranged face, Satria was stunned for a moment, then the storm-wrapped hammer smashed down towards his face without hesitation.

"You motherf..."

Boom!!!!

A tremendous sound exploded from beneath the hammer, the brutal waves and impact completely disrupting the building, yet it wasn't aimed at Satria.

Instead, it was towards William's feet...

When he came to his senses, that guy was already gone.

Straight cracks penetrated layers of floors, violently breaking out of the subsequent siege and encirclement.

Ran away?!

Satria stood in place, incredulous.

It wasn't disbelief in reality but inability to comprehend — William, that reckless brute who cares more about his face than anything else, actually ran away?

In the collapsing, roaring building, he climbed out covered in dust, glanced at the surrounding stunned expressions, and exploded in rage: "What are you standing there for?

Chase him!!!"

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Run!

Ao Gao said so.

In private moments between the two, Ao Gao said it countless times — if one day he isn't around, when something very troublesome happens, you don't understand the situation and likely might die, then run!

Don't worry about anything, just run.

Run as far as possible!

As long as you're alive, there's hope for everything; otherwise, you'll die uselessly, dragging Ao Gao and others down too.

Thus, William ran, without hesitation.

He forcefully suppressed his anger and shame, and for the first time in his life, ran desperately, leaving everything behind.

But what about Ao Gao?

In a daze, he paused, suddenly understanding.

Ao Gao might already be dead.

In the instant of realizing this, he felt the blood on his face uncontrollably flow down, wanting to roar and howl, but forced himself to suppress any sound.

Run, keep running, to the place that guy prepared in advance.

He prepared a boat with enough money for him to spend for a long time, life-saving medicine, and a satellite phone. The opening password was six nines and one zero, repeated so many times, even a fool could remember.

But gradually, he was unable to run anymore.

Barely feeling his legs.

Even though he ran so far, the footsteps behind him still followed relentlessly.

Shadows ahead wriggled, revealing a bizarre Shadow Beast, then a second, third, fourth... in all directions, one by one crimson eyes slowly opened, watching him.

No escape.

"Ao Gao you idiot, your stupid method doesn't work..."

William murmured softly, with a self-mocking smile: "Damn, if I had known, I wouldn't have run."

Given the circumstances, what's the point of overthinking...

Might as well fight these bastards with all one's might!

Luckily, it's not too late!

Just like that, he ignored the fierce poison spreading in his soul, once again tightly gripping that life-as-sacred iron hammer, turned around, and looked at the relentless figures behind him.

"Come!"

The beast at the end of its road revealed its fangs, roaring fiercely.

In that instant, as if in response to this spirit, an unprecedented intense Flame Light appeared from the sky, erupting, scorching every eye that dared to look directly.

A magnificent light, thousands of miles away, swiftly approached, descending from the heavens!

But before this, William heard a familiar voice from his shattered phone.

It told him:

——[Lower your head]!

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The Seven Cities fell silent.

A piercing air-raid siren sounded without warning in every place, repeating over and over.

"Warning, warning! An incoming seismic wave has been detected, the Seven Cities will enter a special state, all employees are to stay at their posts, all residents avoid going out, all vehicles must cease operation, to prevent accidents... Warning, warning..."

In the bustling streets, amid the crowd, and with the vehicles on the move, passersby raised their heads in confusion, not knowing what had happened.

But ultimately everyone instinctively obeyed the command, quickly moving towards safety.

Without even needing the forceful takeover by the Paradise System, all drivers hit the brakes and pulled over before the second cycle of the warning was completed.

A dull booming sound arose from afar, from amidst the vast ocean's waves.

Luo Island, Xiang State, Dan City, Ma Island... the Earth Veins of the Seven Cities and Seven Islands trembled all at once!

As if an earthquake suddenly rushed in, in the instant of shaking and slight dizziness, many people could faintly hear humming and static crackles.

At the seaside, cries of alarm rang out.

It was as if flames were spreading in the dark deep sea, streams of burning light erupted from the ocean, coursing forward, merging and converging into one.

And right within the heart of the Seven Cities and Seven Islands, the towering Lighthouse in the ocean burst forth once more, igniting the entire sea and sky.

Countless densely packed silver lights, like circuit boards, appeared from the void, flowing and covering the night sky, spreading in all directions.

Here, connected by the Earth Veins, and with Tian Yuan as the foundation, the Seven Cities were once again integrated into one.

Under the personal command of Ji Jue, within the framework created using the entire Seven Cities as the base, the refining began!

When Ji Jue's hands spread open once more, the sharp sound of trembling sky and boiling ocean echoed everywhere.

It was as if he had lifted something invisible.

Between the ten fingers of his hands, there was nothing.

Amidst the intense materiality changes above the sky, spiritual essence gathered and ascended, colliding and tempering, sketching a faint outline.

Underneath the shroud of the curtain's mist, limitless fierce light rose and converged, like a grand and majestic river spanning the sky.

Suspended high like a sword.

When Ji Jue's ten fingers pressed down, fragmented light fell from the sky like a torrential rain, plunging into the sea, igniting the night completely.

Non-Attack's spiritual refinement reappeared from the vault.

Sharpening the edge, forging the outline.

"...Just about enough." Ji Jue lowered his gaze, looking down at the Blade of Fierce Light between sea and sky, and nodded slightly: "Let it be so."

[Earth Vein interference eliminated]

[Current rotational parameters imported]

[Satellite parameters recalibrated]

[External clearing module activated——]

[——Extinction mode·Damocles, lock completed]

When he flicked his fingers towards the void, the magnificent light from the sky suddenly shuddered, bursting into a resounding Sword Sound.

The swordsmith's eyes drooped, issuing the final command:

"Go!"

Thus, amid the dull echoes of chains grinding and releasing, the Sword of Damocles, bound within the curtain and framework, surged forth.

In the gradually darkening night, that blazing spiritual light sped forth, raging like a torrent.

Crossing the deserted reef among the waves, dark currents, and surges, piercing the clouds, gale, and rain above the sky.

Tearing apart the darkness of the vault, leaving a lingering fierce scar in the endless night.

Spanning ten thousand miles, gracefully crossing over.

Just like the predestined destruction and death...

The Sword of Damocles, descending from the heavens!