Free Web NovelChapter 773: Chapter 731: Ingenious Stratagem
Time has returned to the present, the location is the Immortal City.
The city still presents a scene of devastation, with ruins of buildings and human skeletons mixed together, gray dust flowing everywhere with blood, the air filled with the stench of blood and burning.
What is different from before is that Su Ming and Zheng Xian are standing on the corpse of the Celestial Divine Species, with the Nightfall Greatsword and Holy Spear deeply piercing the core in the chest of the Celestial God.
This place is like a sunken crater, surrounded by metal showing marks of knife and axe cuts, as if someone had forcibly carved out a path.
Zheng Xian shook his head a few times, as if he were drunk: "Brother, why do I feel like I blacked out, how did we kill the Celestial God?"
Su Ming’s situation is slightly better, although he cannot recall too much from various timelines to prevent his brain from being overwhelmed, but he still remembers the most significant three memories.
He pulled the weapon out from the core, tossing Zheng Xian’s spear back into his arms: "It wasn’t us who killed it, but the Law of Cause and Effect."
"???"
Zheng Xian, looking puzzled, was pulled out from the big pit, while the cloak helped the two stand on the Celestial God’s chest.
The Alien Species had completely died at this moment, destroying many buildings as it fell. Not far away, many soldiers were timidly approaching, their gazes toward the two filled with fear.
"Don’t recall too much, your brain can’t take it, you just need to know that I made the Adjutant teleport us to a point in time when the Alien Species was killed by us."
"This..." Zheng Xian frowned: "Is this even possible?"
"Why not?" Su Ming replied with a smile, shaking off the sticky slime from the Great Sword: "I don’t know if you remember, whether advancing, cycling, or disappearing, the point we reached on those three types of timelines is in the future. So, on those three histories, the Celestial Divine Species was dead. Since the result is such, why should I bother fighting the Alien Species again?"
Rarely having the opportunity to utilize the Law of Cause and Effect, it expires quickly, and Su Ming would not miss it, he already had a plan in the fortress.
"But is this kind of timeline still our original timeline?" Zheng Xian was already completely confused, although he was a smart man, facing the entirely unfamiliar issue of time, Deathstroke had absolute authority.
Su Ming shrugged, pointing his weapon at the army. Where the sword pointed, people in that direction would retreat in a hurry. Some even screamed in fear, losing control of themselves, clearly mentally breaking down.
"You wouldn’t think we could be thrown to the future and return without any inaccuracies, would you? The butterfly effect has long occurred, we can only grasp the broad direction of time, not these minor details."
Time seems like a tree, like a river, but in Su Ming’s view, it is more like a railway network. freёwebnovel.com
Because it’s not unchangeable, time and history as a train can proceed without hindrance, Su Ming only needs to switch tracks at the key moment.
If the tracks have changed, then why fear that the train wouldn’t obediently follow?
The Ancient One’s words, Su Ming only absorbed about half, the Ancient One indeed is great, treated him very well, Su Ming is very grateful to her. There are things that as long as she asks, Su Ming would certainly help, and he has never forgotten to find a way to prolong the life for the Ancient One.
But business is business, Su Ming aims to be the second Supreme Mage, not the second Ancient One.
The Ancient One still stood on the position of non-interference, according to her, as long as the world doesn’t enter the time stream of annihilation, the Supreme Mage need not intervene.
But for Su Ming, the world must advance. If his own world isn’t strong enough, by the time the future Multiverse collides, it would be too late for anything.
Zheng Xian revealed a Black Man question mark expression: "I’ve been by your side the whole time, when did you say these words to that image?"
"It was always an image, but you didn’t notice that just before we teleported, she formed a physical metal body and put her hand on the back of my neck."
Su Ming said lightly, without any hint of pride in his tone, but to Zheng Xian, he sounded quite smug.
"I thought you were going to do something eye-burning, I can’t accept humans and robots getting together." Zheng Xian tidied his hair, his smile a little forced.
"Brother, your feudal thinking is quite serious, you’re afraid of being infuriated to death in the future, young people nowadays, as long as there’s love, they can love anything." Su Ming patted Zheng Xian’s shoulder, earnestly enlightening him: "Moreover, what happened between me and the Adjutant wasn’t intimacy, she pierced my spinal nerve with a nanomechanical needle, and we exchanged a large amount of intelligence in an extremely short time through neural transmission, the speed of such exchange is incomparable to language."
"...What did you exchange?"
Zheng Xian covered his face, as a head of intelligence, Deathstroke exchanged intelligence with Future People right in front of him, issuing the command to use the Law of Cause and Effect to kill the Celestial God, yet he knew nothing.
He seemed to see his teacher Zhang Heng being revived from rage, feeding him his favorite slap, now his face felt burning hot.
"Haha... You guess?"
What a joke, revealing that he knows about the future, that is to intimidate Zheng Xian, who would disclose the specifics of future details?
Su Ming left a strange laugh and slowly floated toward the sky, everyone’s gaze irresistibly fixated on him.
Strangulation grew from his hand, forming a horn, Su Ming cleared his throat, and began addressing all the soldiers.
"Everyone, put down your weapons!"
Immediately, the sound of weapons hitting the ground was endless, although Su Ming and Zheng Xian didn’t know how they killed the Celestial God, the observers could see it clearly.
The two behaved like mad dogs, hacking into the Celestial God’s heel and out from the instep. Then from the knee and out from the waist.
As the Celestial God lost balance and knelt down, the black and yellow figure went mad inside the Celestial God, causing havoc and explosions lit up inside.
The Celestial God, who could only speak in numbers and formulas, spontaneously learned to scream, one can imagine how painful it was.
In the end, these two managed to open a tunnel in the Celestial God’s chest, using two Divine Artifact Level weapons to destroy its Energy Core, preventing the Celestial God’s attempt to self-destruct.
When such a strong figure tells everyone to lay down their weapons, they just do it. I’m just wondering if it’s too late to kneel now?
Seeing these people so obedient, Su Ming more or less guessed the reason. Now is the time to build some reputation!
"I am Deathstroke, Supreme Mage of Kama Taiji. The Celestial God has been killed by me, our world will not end!"
Actually, if I’m not mistaken, the Holy Spear should have dealt the fatal blow. The Nightfall Greatsword wasn’t quite right for it, but as long as the others don’t know, it’s fine.
A big Light Ball had an iron spear and a door panel sticking out of it. When you ask which caused more damage, anyone ignorant would definitely think it’s the door panel.
The Holy Shield Brotherhood always says ’Our world shouldn’t end like this,’ which sounds like the whine of defeated dogs. Su Ming directly gave everyone a more resolute answer.
The world will not end!
The city quieted down, and soldiers looked at each other, smiles gradually appearing on their faces.
Under the Celestial God’s attack, the civil war between Newton and Da Vinci had already become irrelevant, and now the Celestial God’s death put an end to everything.
Soldiers clad in Silver Armor and Golden Armor embraced each other, passing through the smoke-filled battlefield, bypassing the Celestial God’s massive corpse, tears of excitement streaming down their faces as they hugged freely.
For a while, cries, laughter, screams, and cheers echoed to the heavens.
Su Ming floated in the air, knowing that his task was finally complete, and he had answers for all his clients.
The black Great Sword was held aloft in one hand as he shouted into the loudspeaker: "Our world will not end!"
"Our world will not end!"
The soldiers of the Holy Shield responded with an overwhelming roar, the momentum even startling the approaching Da Vinci and Michelangelo, who exchanged glances, unsure of what to say.
Hamill followed them with a cold expression, ensuring they wouldn’t ditch the tab. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
Su Ming naturally couldn’t give Da Vinci a chance to bask in the reflected glory. The guy wanted to gain two benefits from one deal? Forget it!
So Su Ming lifted the loudspeaker again: "The Celestial God is dead! Celebrate! Go find every bottle of wine in the city! Pour it into your and your friends’ mouths! Long live humanity!"
"Oh!!!"
"Long live humanity!"
"Drink!"
So the surviving army quickly broke up into small groups after cheering, disappearing into the city in the blink of an eye.
All that remained were corpses, wreckage, abandoned weapons, and wisps of smoke drifting around.
Su Ming knew all too well that after the pressure of life and death passed, relying on ordinary people to pick up arms again was impossible, so he simply gave them leave.
Let them go off and celebrate, that naturally settled everything peacefully.
Even if Da Vinci sent another signal now, he wouldn’t be able to rally the troops, let alone stop them from celebrating. If he tried, it would only offend everyone.
The arriving Da Vinci climbed onto the Celestial God’s corpse, looking at Su Ming and Zheng Xian, opening his mouth several times, but unable to say anything.
Thank him for dealing with the Celestial God? He had disbanded the army on his behalf and claimed all the credit, and now everyone would know it was Deathstroke who took down the Celestial God.
But scolding him for speaking out of turn? He didn’t dare, as the Celestial God’s body was still warm.
So Da Vinci was conflicted, even having trouble organizing his thoughts.
Su Ming naturally knew what he was thinking, and a flash of inspiration hit him: "Why didn’t you keep Newton?"
"This..." Da Vinci looked at Michelangelo, who was also looking at him at the same time. Well, they had forgotten the real culprit.
"While Zheng Xian and I were dealing with the Celestial God, the two of you couldn’t even catch an ordinary person like Newton, yet you show up in front of me?!"
Su Ming noticed their expressions, and thus started berating them, finger-pointing at the two.
Wanting to maintain decorum, he didn’t utter a single curse word, but the stream of words that followed pierced their hearts, making them feel worse than death, utterly humiliated.
Deathstroke made a reasonable point; failing to catch Newton was a massive blunder.
However, there was a way to remedy the situation. After a quick apology, Michelangelo vanished in a flash, presumably to capture Newton.
Su Ming then showed a strong sense of suppressed anger, his breath audible inside the mask: "Fine, that’s your internal matter, and I won’t interfere. Master Da Vinci, please settle our payment with Hamill. I’ll take my leave first."
Saying this, Su Ming nodded slightly to Hamill, then pulled Zheng Xian along as they leapt onto a cloak, flying towards the sky under the rising sun.
That towering back left an indelible shadow in Da Vinci’s heart.
