The Seventh Base

Chapter 1392: Chapter 142: Epilogue

Emperor Star, the Super Base in the sky turned into the color of flames, the terrifying high temperature capable of evaporating ordinary people. To resist attacks from the base, the Emperor Star continued to ’wilt’ at a terrifying speed.

Beneath the blue Destruction Storm, countless lives were lost every moment. Those who hadn’t died yet felt despair; the ’red sun’ overhead still showed no signs of exhaustion. Everyone would die, Emperor Star would perish. Even though Lin Qinghe had killed Xu Mo, it couldn’t change Emperor Star’s fate of destruction.

Emperor Star became a sacrifice, destined to be buried with this war.

At that moment, another fleet appeared in space. As soon as this fleet showed up, it frantically attacked the location of Emperor Star. Simultaneously, a beam of light descended from space, aiming to destroy Emperor Star.

“Boom…” The energy on Emperor Star began to gather; an illusory phantom formed, then gradually became corporeal—it was Lin Qinghe.

His figure appeared under the beam of light, and a massive palm struck out, blasting toward the attacking beam.

The Pope descended from the sky, his entire body radiant, flowing with an exceptionally dazzling Divine Light. Infinite light showered down from space, crushing everything. The Punishment Sword in one hand and the Divine Scepter in the other emitted piercingly bright light.

“Pope, do you intend to kill me?” Lin Qinghe and Mystic God’s overlapping voices sounded. The Pope’s eyes emitted destructive light, his body gradually becoming transparent, merging with the light.

The reason why Mystic God couldn’t be killed was that Emperor Star wasn’t destroyed. Once Emperor Star was destroyed, Mystic God would naturally perish.

The monstrous existence before him had to die.

Now that most of the Cosmic World was destroyed, it was time to end it.

Light penetrated through Lin Qinghe, crashing into Emperor Star. Though the attack’s power was diminished, it still caused terrifying destruction, with the ground frantically shattering from his body as the center.

He surged into the sky once more, raising the Punishment Sword, light from space gathering on him, preparing to launch another attack.

“Pope, why betray?” Lin Qinghe and Mystic God’s voices sounded again. Below the Pope, an alarming storm appeared, everything on Emperor Star seemed to be reorganizing, transforming into a huge human figure—it was Lin Qinghe again.

“Kill…” the Pope attacked again, but this time, terrifying spiritual power bore down on him, and as the Divine Scepter and Punishment Sword descended, they were directly grabbed by the huge figure below.

“You’re no longer human,” the Pope said, staring at Lin Qinghe.

He wanted to overthrow everything in the universe, to establish order anew, but not to completely annihilate humanity. He sought a ’perfect Cosmic Empire’, at least what he deemed perfect, while the rule of Lin Qinghe and Mystic God would ultimately lead the universe to destruction.

He no longer represented the human race, moreover, even the Emperor Star, his birthplace, could be sacrificed.

“It’s surprising that the great Pope has developed a conscience.” Lin Qinghe and Mystic God’s voices sounded again, coldly saying to the Pope: “I will usher in a new era of history, leading cosmic life to immortality, exploring the ultimate mysteries of the universe. Unfortunately, you won’t see it.”

With the end of his words, a destructive Energy Storm erupted from Lin Qinghe’s terrifying pupils, engulfing the Pope instantly. That Destruction Storm transformed into an absolute high temperature capable of melting everything, dimming the light surrounding the Pope, his body gradually fading away, then turning to nothingness.

Lin Qinghe glanced at the massive fiery red star body floating above Emperor Star. That star body seemed to be burning, and at this rate, the destruction of Emperor Star wouldn’t be enough to destroy it.

However, with Xu Mo already dead, once he killed everyone, the base would be his.

The battlefield in space.

Zero despairingly watched Xu Mo’s fading figure, tears flowing in her silver eyes.

Master Qiong was dead, had Xu Mo also left?

Her silver hair flew in the air as if she had already given up fighting.

Tyrin surely wouldn’t miss such an opportunity, the Space-Time Spear in his hand pierced through space, a beam of golden Divine Light aimed at Zero.

“Buzz…” The lethal spear struck, yet did not pierce Zero’s body. A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zero, blocking the spear—it was Lin Shou.

The power of the Space-Time Gun was terrifying beyond words, not something that could be blocked hastily. The golden Divine Light pierced through Lin Shou’s arm, continuing onward to stab into his body. However, Lin Shou’s body turned into a black hole, devouring all the energy, attempting to swallow Tyrin’s body whole.

Lin Shou turned to look at Zero, his eyes not showing pain but determination.

“Uncle…” Zero looked at Lin Shou.

“Hold yourself together, return to the base, avenge Xu Mo, your father, and your clan. You are the future Empress,” Lin Shou said to Zero, his voice calm.

His body, like a black hole, swept toward Tyrin, as if Tyrin couldn’t escape.

Zero’s icy gaze glanced at Tyrin, her figure advancing, sword slashing at Tyrin. A storm gathered, sword light illuminating space, and with a spluttering sound, a head was chopped off.

“Did you think you could survive?” Lin Qinghe and Mystic God’s voices echoed, terrifying Energy Storms converged, in front of Lin Shou and Zero appeared an immensely large figure—it was Lin Qinghe.