Chapter 1282 - 362: Victory and the End of an Era

Chapter 1282: Chapter 362: Victory and the End of an Era

Afterward, Ning Zheng and Xin Xichen, without rushing, returned to Blue Star for a vacation, and also to check on the expansion issues of the blacksmiths’ territories.

In the internet cafe.

"This Blue Star civilization is about to be wiped out." At this time, Xin Xichen spoke: "So, any other ideas?"

"Just gather the data." Ning Zheng’s expression was calm.

Although he had developed a batch of parallel world civilizations since coming here, he actually felt little sense of belonging.

It was merely to explore his roots and gather intelligence; now the task was considered complete.

He could take them to the [present] sometime later, or to the [future].

Time just kept slipping away like this.

The meeting of the three Immortal Venerates before was indeed the last resort.

The battlefield was still intensely engaged.

Initially, the future held 2%, then gradually 10%, now continuously rising, already occupying 30% of the area.

Civilization was still exploding madly.

A blink of an eye, millennia passed.

The situation was becoming increasingly dire.

The entire [past] was rapidly contracting, while the [future] was constantly expanding, even turning into a completely unrecognizable form to Ning Zheng.

The future was a brand new, unfamiliar, super-large multiverse.

And it was at this time that Ning Zheng and Xin Xichen set off again.

They felt the time was ripe, the pressure sufficient, and went to find Lunmu Immortal Venerable.

After some discussion, the person was willing to sign a contract.

Then, they went to find Heart Water Immortal Venerable, and Immortal Venerate Rongming...

Almost all the Immortal Venerates outside the three had signed contracts.

The entire dynasty, like a domino, collapsed, just like the Xin family dynasty of the past; the momentum was gone.

"Our insiders are almost in place, now let’s see how he plans to... storm the heavens." Ning Zheng said.

"Humph, then we’ll just wait for him in the Capital City, wait for our protagonist!"

Xin Xichen seemed to recall the past:

"In those days, my Xin Dynasty also lost the world, retreated to the Capital City, while below, Jiu Shui led the Nine Continents General, step by step through the Nursery, storming the Capital City."

"In the end, the world was swept along with numerous traitors, delivering the final strike to me, overturning the era."

"And now, these two situations are indeed similar."

Upon hearing this, Ning Zheng felt indeed it was quite alike; history seemed like a cycle, with every dynasty’s decline during its final era being similar.

"Then we’ll be at ’Nursery Capital City’, with a bunch of insiders, waiting in the ’Capital City’ for him to fight his way up." Ning Zheng laughed: "Let’s have an inside-outside collaboration."

...

...

Time continued to pass.

The various wild histories under the painter’s command grew rapidly, in an unstoppable surge, becoming increasingly powerful, even forming a crushing momentum!

"Kill!"

"Dare to fight me?"

Even the little blacksmiths under Xirong Manor had become standard powerhouses under their wild histories.

Night Emperor Yonghe.

Sun Valley Lamp Emperor Jiucai Rong.

Ten Thousand Swords Goddess.

Blade Madman Daojiu.

...

Ning Zheng squatting in the ’Capital City’ watched the overwhelming rebel army, capturing city after city, step by step seizing national territory, and felt a bit numb.

Painter, oh painter, your wild histories... are too damn wild, aren’t they!?

You’re way too good to these dumb blacksmiths; why do you respond to their every request?

Should be like me, constrain them harshly, exploit them, throw them into the Forging Furnace to hammer iron!

These useless ones, really have given the painter something to build on.

Really had the top of Xirong Manor yielded results!

But Ning Zheng carefully observed those wild histories and found something was amiss.

These painters, with each awakening and reset, had already transformed their entire information and data numerous times.

Having lived through several lifetimes, their cores had long ago changed.

Ning Zheng couldn’t comment on whether these blacksmiths were still themselves because they were initially painters anyway.

Instead, the blacksmiths of his own Xirong Manor were quite happy, all talking about, "Another us is really powerful!" "Quick, go reunite" and topics like that.

Then.

With Ning Zheng’s tacit permission, these restless blacksmiths no longer accompanied Ning Zheng to watch the drama, happily running to chat with the painter, to research multi-life bodies and stack themselves.

And indeed, they did become stronger, even producing several True Immortals.

Though True Immortals are useless in this era, with ordinary Immortal Venerates above, Extreme Path Immortal Venerables, numerous Immortal Venerables.

Time passed second by second, as the battlefield continued to advance, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood were no longer enough to describe the brutal nature of this battle.

Almost every second, a wild history completely shattered, disappearing into the air.

Moreover, the past could no longer withstand, continually suffering defeats.

The painter’s forces formed a brand new Nine-State army, claiming they would reenact the feats of Nine-State of yore, storming the Nursery, a decisive battle at the "Past Capital City."

And the nine armies were composed of: Night Mad Cultivator, Jiucai Rong, Su Yuniang, Daojiu, Lin Meimei, Mudworker, Food God, Shao Chaikun, Dizzy...

As the nine wild histories continued their onslaught, the material of the past kept depleting.

38%

35%

31%

When everything reached the theoretical climax of 30%, the [past] suddenly closed, stopping the troop dispatches.

Crashhh!

The entire world became empty.

The last batch of invading Immortal Venerable Changzhen, Holy Spirit Immortal Venerate, and others, suddenly stopped, looking at the encircled environment.

"Have we been abandoned?"

Turning their heads, they found there were no reinforcements behind, the [past] had closed.

These powerhouses wore a wry smile, "Indeed, we knew this day would come."

"Surrender and you won’t be killed!"

"Surrender and you won’t be killed!"

Voices came crashing in.

And from above, Jiucai Rong shouted with a loudspeaker, "You should know, the [past] probably no longer has you. If you die here, you will be completely dead, no more resurrection!"

"Surrender, and we can spare your life!"

"Sign the subsidiary contract! We’ll spare your lives!"

...

"I surrender!" As Holy Spirit Immortal Venerate was the first to surrender, other Immortal Venerates also silently chose to yield.

They began signing contracts.

After all, once the Oath Master attains enlightenment, a single proof is eternal, instantly changing the environment of the world, appearing in the past, present, and future simultaneously.

In the future, contracts can also be signed.

And these guys were all killed, waiting for them to live out a second life, "I know who I am," freed from the shackles of thought, they would be truly free.

"Woo-ha!"

"It’s finally over."

Looking at the mountain of corpses, the sea of blood, countless people became dazed.

Looking up at the painter in the sky who seemed to be the eternal True God of the entire future, holding a paintbrush, standing there.

"Victory! We finally won!"

A tsunami-like cheer resounded.

This battle in Ning Zheng’s eyes didn’t last long, but for many wild histories, it was an agonizingly long and ancient war that ultimately ended the nightmare.

"After a short rest, I’ll lead the army to the ’Capital City’ to see those high and mighty gods." The painter showed a slight smile.