strictlysupreme Chapter 266 Civilization Rewriting
Chapter 266 Civilization Rewriting
Wherever the white light passes, the minds of all beings are cleansed.
The members of the Magicians' Guild are united in their hostility towards Haruki and Belial Twilight, whom they believe are the culprits who will cause the dimensional collapse.
The monsters' consciousness has been altered, and they are now extremely respectful to humans. In their current understanding, only humans can save the world, and they believe that there is no way they can survive if they rebel against humans.
Whether it was the small team on the road or the police officers guarding the camp, they were all isolated and helpless after the electronic equipment broke down. They were overwhelmed and eroded by the white light emanating from the ruins, and a part of their souls was forcibly modified.
He himself was a sinner, the culprit who caused the invasion from another world. If Muban had not descended like a god to resolve the disaster, all the otherworldly beings would have been judged by the gods, and they would have killed everyone around them.
Only by obeying Muban's will and completing the atoning task given by God can one truly liberate one's soul.
"What the hell is this!"
"That nonsense is so annoying!"
A wall of purple flames rose from the demonic blade in front of her, and Huilia gripped the blade with both hands, using all her strength.
The white light had covered the entire area except for the area around Radiia, leaving only Radiia's small, strange light to fight against the world.
"If you want to live, find a way to help me! Tell me what kind of power this is!"
Huilia used all her magical power to create a space that was not corrupted by the white light, a space that could only hold herself and the Duke. Huilia could not save any more people.
The demonic blade trembled; it knew it couldn't hold out much longer. Huilia, not wanting to be corrupted by the white light, had to quickly devise a solution.
"This scale is the power of the entire planet; it cannot be resisted."
"No conscious being can resist it; the whole world will be changed into what the magical beasts want."
The power he had longed for was overwhelming. The Duke had far underestimated the strength of this last phantom beast. Even though she was on her deathbed, she still had the ability to rewrite the history of civilization.
The Duke remembered that he had witnessed this white light ten years ago. When he was surrounded by the white light, he felt an endless consciousness, as vast and magnificent as a sea of stars.
Ten years ago, the Duke's consciousness was drawn into that current, and when he awoke again, he remembered nothing about the planet he had been searching for.
His memories had been altered, and his consciousness was nothing more than fragments that the phantom beast could erase at will. It wasn't until he experienced that wave of white light again that the Duke realized he had no control over it at all.
"My memories are just a joke. My understanding of mythical beasts might all have been altered... Everything I've done over the past decade has stemmed from a completely unreal fantasy..."
"I am not even myself back then. My past self was torn apart by the white light long ago. I am just a slave controlled by the phantom beast now."
The more he talked, the more distraught he became. The Duke recalled the truth from ten years ago, but he found himself unable to trust himself.
The Duke couldn't even tell who he was. Could it be that he had already lost himself in that sea of souls, and the soul that now resided within him belonged to someone else?
If he is no longer himself, what is the point of the Duke persisting until now? The legend he is trying to achieve at all costs may just be the nonsense of a mythical beast, a joke that has been modified and distorted.
"Who am I? What have I lost..."
"Or is it that I never had any of these things, and that it was all just someone's fantasy from beginning to end?"
"What are you talking about! Quickly figure out a way to deal with this thing, or you'll go crazy now!"
Huilia was frantic with worry, her mind and body tormented. Her arms, imbued with magical energy, ached unbearably, and her only hope, the Duke, suddenly lost his mind.
Faced with Huilia's furious questioning, the Duke was indifferent, his body and mind cold. He couldn't find himself, he couldn't see the future, and he wanted to give up his life.
"I might as well just leave. Maybe that's the best solution. Anyway, no one has ever recognized me. They've just been laughing at me. Maybe I'm just a laughing stock from the start."
"Why think alone? Just merge into that sea of stars, drift with the tide, and don't worry or fear ridicule. After all, everyone is the same, living in a world that has already been planned."
The Duke rose, put down all his equipment, and slowly walked step by step into the white light, his eyes drawn only to the light, abandoning himself to become just like everyone else.
"Damn it! What a waste of time!"
Seeing that the Duke was beyond saving, Huilia did not want to waste any more hope. She sheathed her magic sword, cleaved open space, and entered another dimension to isolate this world.
Knowing he might be the only person in the world who knows the truth, Huilia is incapable of risking a fight he cannot win. If he fails, there will be no truth left in the world.
Without the truth, there is no justice.
The sky was yellow with smoke, the earth was cracked, and as far as the eye could see, there were demonic trees, their black branches winding around the mountains.
The behemoth departed, lava flowed, scorched earth and ruins sprang up everywhere, and no one knew where the hero had gone.
"The flow of time in the dimensional rift is really strange. I've only been hiding inside for a short while, but how much time has passed outside?"
Standing atop the mountain, Huilia couldn't believe her eyes. She hadn't left the planet, but it was no longer the beautiful, vibrant world it once was.
Humans drive giant beasts with brutality, abuse magic, treat them as livestock, and arbitrarily dominate them, disregarding the safety of monsters and nature.
The fleet camp remains in its original location, but it has been completely dismantled and its facilities destroyed. The Mage Guild has converted it into a prison to hold otherworldly beings and all traitors.
"Judging from the vital signs of those police officers, they are still relatively healthy and have not become emaciated or weak due to abuse. Only a few days should have passed outside."
"But the surrounding environment is so strange. The entire land seems to have mutated. What's going on? Could it be that Muban disturbed the planet's core?"
The wind and waves blew by, and dark clouds drifted in from the horizon, obscuring the already dim and yellowish sun, adding another layer of gloom to the desolate landscape.
Huilia sensed a strange aura and heat in the wind, as if a volcano were nearby—this was not a good omen.
Yugi and Junsei are still alive, but Zeta's whereabouts are unknown. Huilia is considering the worst-case scenario, thinking about the possibility that Zeta has been controlled. That white light changed everyone in this world.
Huilia should heal his injuries as quickly as possible. As the only one who was not affected by the white light, he may have to face threats from all over the world alone.
Humans, monsters, aliens; magic, breath, firearms.
If Muban discovered that he was still alive, Huilia was absolutely certain that Muban would stop at nothing to kill him. Muban didn't even care about the world anymore, and he would never tolerate the existence of anyone who went against his will.
"You've finally shown yourself, Haruki. Looks like you're ready to die."
"Notify all members to hunt down Yao Hui. Go now, no matter what."
"I will definitely kill you, and no one can stop me!"
Within the palace platform of the ruins, Muban detected the energy reaction of the Courageous Pure Crystal. He had been waiting for this moment for the past three days, so that Luo Yi could see with his own eyes how his idol died.