MC Bookstore Chapter 1718 The Show Begins...
Chapter 1718 The Show Begins...
Except for Lou Yu's coffin, which contained no corpse but a few shimmering Philosopher's Stones, every other coffin contained a figure lying quietly inside...
Most of them were acquaintances of Chen Ling, some he met in this world, some he met in the archives of time... Chen Ling knew each of them, and he never expected that the time when they were all together in this world... would be now.
These nine people sustained human history for three hundred years.
right now,
They will also become the cornerstone of the next world.
Holding the archive of the era, Chen Ling approached the coffins of Wuji Jun, Hongchen Jun, and Lingxu Jun respectively. As the power of the Crimson Star gathered within them, the small archive of the era began to shine with a brilliant light!
……
at the same time.
Some corner of the gray world.
Dressed in a black and white linen outfit, Ying Fu seemed to sense something and took out a similar USB drive from his pocket.
Archives of the Times – [Morality]
Before Wuji Jun went to kill Lingxu Jun, he handed this save file to Ying Fu. Even though Ying Fu had never used this save file, at this moment, as long as he held the save file, it was as if he held the key to the next world.
"Is it finally going to restart..." Ying Fu silently clenched the radiant [Morality] in his hand.
An unprecedented determination appeared in his eyes.
"The next world..."
"I will surely lead humanity... to regain its glory."
……
Above the lake in the ancient brothel of Changdao.
A young girl in a black dress stood alone in the empty ancient cave. She looked up at the sky that was gradually being covered by blood, her lips slightly pursed.
The USB drive she was holding also began to emit a dazzling light.
Archives of the Era – [Primordial Era].
"Lord Red King..."
"In the next world, Liu Qingyan will also follow in your footsteps."
Liu Qingyan bowed respectfully towards the direction of the Spirit Void Realm, her black skirt fluttering gently in the apocalyptic wind, her murmurs echoing across the lake.
……
As the power of the Nine Lords converged into the [Spiritual Treasure] in Chen Ling's hand, Ruoshui Lord's aura surged outwards wildly!
At this moment, Ruoshui Jun seemed to have been resurrected, and his domain swept across the earth in an instant, covering the entire globe at an astonishing speed... Above the atmosphere, a meteor was dragging a long tail as it crashed straight into Ruoshui Jun's domain!
Chen Ling held the archive of time in his hand, his opera robe fluttering in the wind. The space-time around him seemed to be distorted by the archive of time, turning into a vortex of void that silently rotated in the ruins!
Chen Ling could sense that their past, as recorded in the archives of history, was gradually overwriting the original history of this world...
The world line is being violently disrupted because of him!
Fake save files are about to become a reality.
Before that, Chen Ling needs to make the "castles in the air" in the archives of the era more realistic...
"Daoji!"
Chen Ling spoke softly.
The moment the words fell, centipedes continued to crawl out of the ground, each carrying a fragment of the Dao Foundation or a Dao Foundation Treasure in its mouth. Eighteen dazzling colors surrounded Chen Ling like a rainbow ring!
As Chen Ling arrived at the most crucial moment of restarting the world, figures resembling primitive people rushed out from the ruins in all directions!
They opened their primitive fangs and bloody mouths, holding bone clubs in their hands, their eyes bloodshot, and looked at Chen Ling as if they wanted to tear him to pieces!
Cult of the Crimson Heaven!
Chen Ling had already spotted these people out of the corner of his eye. He had been wondering why the Crimson Star followers, who were about to make their third return, hadn't taken any action yet...
But now it seems they have been waiting in the gray realm near the Spirit Void Realm, waiting for their chance!
They knew that Red Star's return this time was unstoppable, and the only one who could possibly stop it was Chen Ling... They had finally waited for their god to return, how could they just stand by and watch Chen Ling destroy everything?
At this moment, Chen Ling was focused on reversing the era and was unable to spare any attention. Fortunately, with a cold snort, an ancient killing intent soared into the sky!
Clad in black armor, Jian Changsheng resembled a general returning from the battlefield, wielding a broken sword and slashing at the Jiangtian cultists who were charging straight at Chen Ling.
boom--! ! !
The murderous aura of the newly appointed eighth-tier [Asura] leader ravaged the heavens and earth!
Chen Ling didn't even glance at the battlefield. He believed that Jian Changsheng was now capable of dealing with these Jiangtian Cult members... He quickly integrated those Dao Foundation fragments into the vortex, and the essence of civilization flowed into the nascent form of the new world at this moment!
The Shinto is the embodiment of civilization, and the Shinto foundation within the ancient repository carries the accumulated civilization of humankind throughout history. If restarting the world was merely creating a "shell" out of thin air, then what Chen Ling is doing now is infusing the "soul" and "bones" of the original world into it.
The Way of the Book God, the Way of the Healer God, the Way of the War God, the Way of the Yellow God...
Clusters of light and shadow swirled within the vortex, and as the fragments of the Dao Foundation surrounding Chen Ling gradually disappeared, that world became increasingly solid.
Swish——! !
An ancient killing intent pierced the earth, directly severing the heads of the three archbishops of the Crimson Heaven Sect.
Blood splattered across the ruins. Jian Changsheng was like an invincible god of death. Without exception, any Jiangtian Cult members who came within a hundred meters of Chen Ling had their heads rolled to the ground...
Jian Changsheng was indeed extremely exhausted, but he did not show it, only silently swinging his sword again and again.
This world is about to end; in the next world, Jian Changsheng will not exist...
This,
This was his last battle.
Two figures, one red and one black, one still and one in motion, their creation and slaughter resounding silently amidst the bloodshed, like the main theme of the apocalypse.
As Chen Ling integrated the fragments of the Dao Foundation of the Puppet God Dao into the new world, a ball of white light rapidly formed above him. Then, he integrated the fragments of the Puppet God Dao and the Witch God Dao into it...
"Roar--!!"
An archbishop watched helplessly as his companion was brutally murdered by Jian Changsheng, letting out a furious and resentful roar. The next second, a black sword beam streaked across the sky, cleaving him in two.
"Too much nonsense." Jian Changsheng spat blood onto the corpse and slowly scanned the surroundings.
Under his bloodbath, the Jiangtian Cult members who came to launch a sneak attack were completely wiped out, leaving countless severed limbs scattered all over the ground.
A white light shimmered above Chen Ling, and the red-clad figure stood atop the ruins, intently watching the nascent form of the new world... The crimson hem of her robe danced wildly in the wind.
Jian Changsheng knew that Chen Ling had reached a critical moment. He didn't say a word, but silently dragged his tired and battered body toward him.
Tick-tock—tick-tock…
Blood dripped from the broken sword. Jian Changsheng looked at Chen Ling's back and slowly placed the blade across his neck.
His last battle, which was also the battle in which he was at the peak of his strength, unfortunately, this magnificent battle had no audience and no cheers...
But it is not important.
He was never an actor on stage, but a sword that kills.
He killed Ji Zai, killed the Jiangtian sect members who tried to stop Chen Ling, and protected Chen Ling until the very last moment... That was enough.
In Jian Changsheng's eyes, the red-clad figure intently focused on restarting the world was reflected. He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking softly:
"Chen Ling..."
"We may never see each other again..."
"I don't know how we should say goodbye, but... without you, there would be no Jian Changsheng today."
"Thank you... for giving me a wonderful life."
"In the next world, we may not be by your side anymore. Don't be sad, don't feel guilty..."
"We will transform into divine stars and follow you forever."
Jian Changsheng slowly closed his eyes.
He gripped the hilt of the broken sword with both hands and twisted it forcefully around his neck!
Swish——! !
Under Jian Changsheng's control, the ancient killing intent precisely slit his own throat. As the armored figure spun lightly and fell to the ground, the dripping blood, like a crescent moon, spread in all directions.
Two ghosts, entwined together, rose from nothingness and were eventually swallowed up by the red paper umbrella in the air.
At this point, Chen Ling could no longer hear anything.
As the foundations of the fourteen divine paths were all integrated into the next world, Chen Ling then threw the foundations of the Evil God Path, the Ghost God Path, and the Emperor God Path into it...
The crimson star, wreathed in raging flames, engulfed the heavens. As it crashed into another part of the Earth's surface, the land churned and undulated like waves, and a destructive aura swept across the surroundings!
Amidst the blood-soaked ruins, Chen Ling clutched the last Heavenly God Dao Foundation from the First Red King, her eyes flashing with unprecedented resolve and madness!
He forcefully pressed the Dao Foundation fragment into the vortex!
With the return of the eighteen divine paths, Ruoshui-kun's power was fully activated. Quantum mechanics instantly pierced through the past and future, and a new world took over the past history. A brand new possibility was visibly corrected into reality!
The world-destroying red star instantly blasted away half of the Earth;
The white light that restarted the world engulfed the sky;
Beneath the overwhelming blood-red sky,
A figure in a theatrical robe, arms outstretched, like the last actor to take the stage on this world's stage, whispers wearily to this collapsing world:
"The show is about to begin."
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Volume 5, *The Song of Annihilation*, complete;
Next volume, final volume:
The Tears of the Red King.