Chapter 536 440: 12 Purple Moons: The Mystery of Immortality

In any battle, morale is paramount.

If he couldn't find a way to crush the enemy's morale, stopping the advance of the two hundred thousand strong Alien Race Alliance Army with only a hundred thousand garrisoned troops would be extremely difficult.

So, Gao Neng decided the top priority was to find a way to kill this ambushing Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien, then re-establish a commanding presence on the battlefield.

Having made up his mind, Gao Neng began to move stealthily underground with Fang Tangtang.

Although the Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien had torn off the arm of one gene weapon, he was immediately surrounded again by the remaining one hundred and seven.

Under Gao Neng's control, these gene weapons frantically attacked the Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien.

BOOM!

BOOM!

Amidst the flashes of blades, several more wounds appeared on the Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien's body.

This enraged him.

He began to unleash his power furiously.

The Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien sent two gene weapons flying with two punches.

Gao Neng seized this moment to sneak into position just below the Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien's feet.

'The distance is enough. Time to begin!' With a thought, Gao Neng ignored Fang Tangtang squirming in his arms and activated his Illusion Technique on the Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien.

'One million per use!'

'I have nearly fifty billion on my card!'

'How are you going to escape this?'

Gao Neng was now truly feeling the power of an epic-grade ability.

His 'Source' ability allowed him to successfully evolve attribute materials.

Meanwhile, 'Four Symbols' had become his best crowd-control and offensive weapon, capable of disrupting an opponent's Spiritual Power while also concealing his own movements.

'It feels so damn good!'

'When I get the chance, I have to find a way to upgrade all my other abilities to epic-grade.'

Speaking of which...

'Should I take this opportunity to issue a mission?'

'Kill a Ninth Rank alien?'

'Or maybe, save the Northern District Battlefield from this disaster?'

Gao Neng figured the objectives of these two missions should match the difficulty parameters of his damn system. Taking this chance to issue two missions in a row seemed like a good idea.

But after some thought, he decided against it for now.

The conditions his damn system might impose were just too unpredictable.

This war concerned the future of humanity and the lives of twenty million people; he couldn't afford to introduce any more uncertainties right now.

'What if this damn system gives me a condition like, "A real man relies on himself and must not use gene weapons"? I'd be totally screwed!' Gao Neng felt this wasn't an impossibility.

As the saying goes: don't court death, and you won't die.

Things were going his way. It was better not to get cocky and just play it cool.

After dismissing the reckless idea, Gao Neng focused all his energy on the Illusion Technique, while simultaneously directing the Rank-Eight gene weapons to seize the opportunity and launch a frenzied siege against the Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien.

...

「On the surface.」

The Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien's eyes instantly grew vacant and lost.

A voice called out in his ear.

"Ah Lan... Ah Lan, wake up! Your mother... she's not going to make it!"

"Mother?!" The Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien's eyes shot open. A grayish-white mist of cold air swirled around him.

In the sky hung twelve purple moons.

The light of the purple moons illuminated the ground, revealing blocks of crystalline ice and surrounding stones as hard as diamonds.

"I'm back? Why am I back? Didn't I leave through the 'Gate' long ago? Wait... this is an Illusion Realm?! I'm trapped in an Illusion Realm!" The Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien shuddered. Without hesitation, he unleashed a wave of Spiritual Power.

HUMMM!

A powerful surge of energy erupted from the Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien.

An overwhelming chill filled the air.

The Rank-Eight gene weapon closest to the Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien was immediately coated in a layer of white frost, its movements slowing considerably.

「Underground.」

Gao Neng was slightly taken aback.

'He broke free from the Illusion Realm in one second? A Ninth Rank alien's Spiritual Power is that strong? Good thing I'm rich!' Surprised, Gao Neng immediately cast the Illusion Technique again.

「On the surface.」

The Ninth Rank alien's vision returned to the battlefield.

Bodies lay strewn before him, their faces all too familiar, all unforgettable.

"Father, Brother?! Uncle!!!" The Ninth Rank alien instinctively lunged forward. He wanted to shake them awake, but it was too late.

The bodies were as cold as ice.

The grayish-white mist still swirled around him.

In the sky, the twelve purple moons emitted an eerie light.

"Ah Lan, you are the greatest genius of our Ice and Snow Race. You will be crowned king one day. Don't grieve for this trash. You are the future of our Ice and Snow Race. Your heart should be like ice, devoid of all emotion!" a voice said from behind the Ninth Rank alien.

'Another Illusion Realm?! It's a layered illusion!' The thought flashed through the Ninth Rank alien's mind the moment he heard the voice.

And yet, for some reason, he still turned around.

Behind him stood a man wearing a crown of ice. Beneath it was an ancient, wizened face.

"Child... my child!" the wizened face called out.

The Ninth Rank alien's expression went blank.

His gaze was fixed on a woman standing behind the figure—a woman with snow-white hair and a pair of green eyes.

"So you're Ah Lan? The super genius of the younger generation? Can you beat my father, then?"

"FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF!!! Illusion Realm! It's fake! This is all fake!" The Ninth Rank alien finally erupted in fury. He roared, his Spiritual Power fluctuating violently.

And then, the scene before him changed once more.

The twelve purple moons...

...were still there!

At his feet lay two bodies.

One was the old man in the crown.

The other was the woman with snow-white hair.

"Why? Why can't I get out!?" The Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien's eyes were wide with fury. He knew with absolute certainty that he was in an Illusion Realm.

But he couldn't get out!

No matter how he struggled,

he couldn't get out.

This Illusion Realm seemed endless.

Nothing he did had any effect. It was as if he was trapped in quicksand; the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

And then, he saw the Gate again.

It slowly materialized in the grayish-white mist.

Desolate and ancient.

It was covered in ancient script.

"Do you wish to attain immortality? Step through... As long as you walk through this gate, you and your people can all possess an Undying Body. Even your dead kin can be resurrected. What are you waiting for?" A figure was faintly visible within the gate.

"Why can't I get out!"

"Illusion Realm!"

"It's fake!"

"It's all fake!"

"Let me out! LET ME OUT!"

The Ninth Rank Ice and Snow Alien screamed frantically, striking the gate before him with his palms.

One strike.

Two strikes.

Three strikes.

The impacts sent a numbing shock through his entire body.

But he didn't give up.

His Spiritual Power fluctuated violently as he unleashed his full power, his palms flailing wildly. He could feel pain engulfing his body.

But he didn't care.

His Ice and Snow Race was born with superior defensive capabilities.

They could survive in ice and snow, subsisting on it alone. In any world with snowflakes, they were essentially immortal.

BOOM!

Finally, the gate shattered into pieces.

The world before the Ninth Rank alien changed again.

He was back on the battlefield.

Behind him, the Blood Race Grand Marshal and four other Ninth Ranks were rushing toward him. Countless troops of the Alien Race Alliance Army were frantically attacking the one hundred thousand humans.

'Am I finally out?' The Ninth Rank alien heaved a sigh of relief.

But he quickly realized something was wrong. He remembered being surrounded by a swarm of Gao Neng's gene weapons.

'So, where are the gene weapons?'

'Where did they go?'

The Ninth Rank alien turned and his gaze instantly froze.

Standing behind him was a woman with snow-white hair and emerald-green eyes.

And not just behind him. Above him, to his left, to his right, even below his feet... everywhere he looked, there were women with snow-white hair and emerald-green eyes.

There were so many.

A dense, teeming horde.

There were at least a hundred of them!

Moreover, these white-haired women were brandishing Electric Sabers wreathed in blue light, charging at him with reckless abandon and slashing at his vital points.

The Ninth Rank alien froze.

But soon, his eyes became bloodshot.

"FUCK YOUR ANCESTORS!!!" With crimson eyes, the Ninth Rank alien began a mad slaughter, unleashing all his strength upon the white-haired women surrounding him.

SHLICK!

A white-haired woman fell.

SHLICK!

Another white-haired woman fell.

SHLICK!

...

He lost count of how many white-haired women had fallen.

He only knew that the white-haired woman from his dreams was falling before him, again and again. With every kill, it felt as though his heart was bleeding.

But soon, he felt a sense of release.

The hundred-plus white-haired women all lay on the ground.

"Hahaha... I, Lan Kuning, am the true king of the Ice and Snow Race!" The Ninth Rank alien laughed, a crazed, wild sound, as he sought to release all the frustration pent up inside him.

But just as he finished laughing, another voice sounded in his ear.

"Even your dead kin can be resurrected."

!!! The Ninth Rank alien heard the voice and was struck by a terrible feeling. The white-haired women he had just killed were getting back up, one by one.

"Ah Lan."

"Ah Lan."

...

The white-haired women smiled at the Ninth Rank alien, their smiles as brilliant as the sun, and once again raised the glowing blue Electric Sabers in their hands.