Chapter 713 Xu Zilan’s Plan: Restart the World

BAM!

A muffled thud rang out.

The alien commander saw nothing but stars. If he were a fan of singing, now would be the perfect time to belt out "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star," or maybe something about a guiding light leading a lost child home...

Too bad he wouldn’t get the chance to sing.

Because a figure had appeared just in time behind Shaximo.

"Hey, Shaximo!" Gao Neng greeted him.

"..." Shaximo was speechless.

’Kill-stealing, are we?’

’You’re definitely trying to steal my kill!’

’I already had this guy pinned to the ground! You show up right at this moment and dare tell me it wasn’t on purpose?’

"Don’t be sad. Look at it from another angle—at least you’ve got endurance going for you," Gao Neng said with a smile, then raised his blade.

"No!!!" Shaximo roared.

But it was too late.

Gao Neng’s blade came down directly on the dazed commander’s head.

A single slash was all it took to kill him.

Just that cool.

And most importantly, after the kill, he didn’t linger. With a wave of his hand, he was gone, not taking a single cloud with him.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

It splattered across Shaximo’s face.

Shaximo was filled with rage, despair, and indignation... He clenched his fists, letting the rain of blood soak his hair... Oh, wait, he didn’t have any hair. He was bald.

But that wasn’t the point. The point was...

’Why is this alien commander’s blood green of all colors?’

’It’s so... green!’

...

The North District Alien Race Alliance Army finally charged in.

In the chaos, the three hundred thousand strong Eastern District Alien Race Alliance Army found themselves in a fatal encirclement, causing their morale to finally and completely collapse.

What happens when an army’s morale collapses?

They scatter and flee in all directions.

In ancient human history, there are many famous battles.

For example, at the Battle of Peng City, Xiang Yu’s eighty thousand iron cavalry faced off against Liu Bang’s six hundred thousand strong allied army, which was formed from several major states. In the end, almost nothing was left of that massive force of six hundred thousand.

That battle is considered a classic example of the few defeating the many.

And now, Gao Neng had "replicated" that historical battle.

The Human Alliance’s garrison of just a few tens of thousands, despite the overwhelming disparity in strength, had managed to throw the three hundred thousand strong Allied Army into utter chaos.

At a time like this, the arrival of the North District Alien Race Alliance Army was nothing short of a harvest.

A harvest within a grand encirclement.

In terms of the sheer number of enemies killed, it was even more thorough than Xiang Yu’s Battle of Peng City.

"It’s over!"

"The army of three hundred thousand... is completely finished..."

"How many can escape?"

"I’m afraid... fewer than fifty thousand?"

"..."

The Strongest from the Eastern District despaired.

Facing such a desperate situation, they had only two choices. The first was to charge down and fight alongside the three hundred thousand strong Allied Army. The second was to abandon these troops and retreat immediately.

Naturally, they had all considered choosing the first option.

But how could they fight alongside them?

In the current situation, the troops were already completely separated. Even if they went down, they would only die along with their army.

’Run!’

’Running is the only option!’

One of the Strongest tried to flee, but he quickly heard a bloodcurdling scream.

"AHH!!!"

"Save... save me!"

"..."

The scream was exceptionally piercing.

And the sight that accompanied it was even more shocking.

Because Gao Xiaomeng was using her bizarre methods to once again "devour" the Strongest who had been severely wounded by Li Tiannan, turning him into a pool of silver liquid.

BOOM!

A clap of thunder descended from the sky.

It struck the Strongest who was enveloped in the silver liquid.

And then, a massive figure appeared in midair.

It was a monster with the head of an ox. Lightning burned in its eyes, and arcs of electricity crackled between its two horns.

"ROAR!!!" The monster let out a furious bellow.

"It evolved?!"

"No, it’s being controlled?"

"Don’t tell me they plan to turn all of us into that?"

"..."

The hearts of the Strongest were in turmoil.

They definitely did not want to be controlled like this.

So, they began to flee frantically.

But would the Strongest from the North District give them that chance? The more they tried to escape, the more they realized there was simply no way out...

"Dragon Maiden, you’ve won... but if you think I will submit to you, that is absolutely impossible!" Tianzang said, looking up at Xu Zilan above him.

SWOOSH!

Xu Zilan’s figure appeared before him.

Two white dragon horns protruded from just above her forehead.

"Do you think I would give you the chance to submit?" Xu Zilan asked, a faint, cold smile appearing on her stunning face.

"Heh, of course not." Tianzang shook his head, then pointed toward the North District’s Strongest. "Can you tell me how you did it? I don’t believe... Gao Neng could have done this alone. At the very least, he must have had your help."

"The Root," Xu Zilan replied with a single word.

"The Root? I... understand." Tianzang didn’t ask any more questions. Even though he didn’t fully comprehend it, he at least had his answer.

The Root was the core of control over the alien races.

Although Xu Zilan didn’t explicitly state how she used the Root to control them, it was tantamount to telling Tianzang the current situation of the North District’s Strongest.

They couldn’t resist!

Because resistance meant death. Resistance meant the annihilation of their entire race.

"End it yourself. You should have that dignity," Xu Zilan said with a wave of her hand, then turned her gaze away.

Tianzang’s expression shifted constantly.

He felt a powerful surge of indignation and impulse, wanting to rush forward and strike Xu Zilan at this very moment.

But in the end, he gave up.

Because the outcome could no longer be changed.

And his life had reached its end...

’The Root!’

’Xu Zilan actually has the ability to control the ’Source of Evolution’?’

’What does that mean?’

’It means that even if his soul escaped, he couldn’t escape the fate of being controlled by Xu Zilan. In that case, why bother struggling?’

In Xu Zilan’s words, he should choose to die with dignity.

"AHH!!!" Tianzang let out a sorrowful cry.

BOOM!

With him at the center, streaks of white light flashed, each one piercing a small hole through his body.

A myriad of wings passed through his body.

Tianzang chose to use his own power to kill himself!

"Tian!!!" the Beast Race Sword Saint cried out in grief. He wanted to keep fighting, but his body had no strength left.

Chirp!

A fist-sized Angel appeared above Tianzang’s head.

The Angel was... a male Angel.

But it had six transparent wings.

With Tianzang’s power, his soul could have escaped at an extremely high speed. Yet, at this moment, this Angel did not flee.

Instead, it dissolved into motes of light.

Bit by bit...

It slowly dissipated like falling rain.

"Tian!!" The Beast Race Sword Saint clenched his fists.

"It’s your turn. What will you choose?" Xu Zilan turned to face the Beast Race Sword Saint.

"Heh heh, you’re quite something, Dragon Maiden! I truly regret not being able to kill you eighteen years ago..." The Beast Race Sword Saint tilted his head back, then quickly lowered his gaze. "But don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning. Aren’t you just trying to ’reset the world’?"

"There’s a saying among humans: ’From dust you came, and to dust you shall return.’ You should go and experience its meaning for yourself," Xu Zilan said, not answering the Beast Race Sword Saint’s question.

"Experience my ass! You think we have any say in these matters? The Source of Evolution... was always a double-edged sword!" The Beast Race Sword Saint’s eyes looked ready to split open.

"You talk too much," Xu Zilan said, her gaze shifting to Gao Neng below.

"Oh? So he really doesn’t know anything, does he?" Hearing this, the Beast Race Sword Saint couldn’t help but look toward Gao Neng as well.

"End it yourself," Xu Zilan said, turning away.