Free Web NovelChapter 723: Chapter 83: Life and Death Beyond One’s Control
The response from Dawn Number Two almost confirmed his identity as the instigator.
If the initial unrest within the Five Great Forces was the first layer, then Yi Fan and the Crimson Insect Race were the second layer, and Dawn was undoubtedly the third layer!
Dawn’s figure spanned the entire history of turmoil on Blue Star, otherwise I wouldn’t have speculated about his identity for so long.
"Why," Han Zhan asked with an unchanged expression.
"The answer has already been given to you earlier," Dawn Number Two replied calmly.
"For the anchor point?"
"Yes."
"Don’t you have anything else to explain?" Han Zhan lifted his head, staring intently at the Black Hood.
As if he wanted to discern something from this darkness, but unfortunately, there was nothing but infinite dark depth.
Dawn Number Two shook his head.
"Han Zhan, stop being naive."
"The hatred, guilt, and remorse you seek, none of them exist."
"I am merely fulfilling my duties, doing what I should do."
"Would you apologize to the pigs, cows, and sheep you ate today?"
For Dawn Number Two, how to use everything at his disposal to construct more stable anchor points was his main concern.
As for who died, who was sacrificed, who was about to be sacrificed in the creation of the anchor point.
If they were not the chosen ’destiny protagonist,’ they could all be ignored.
Just as he said, he wouldn’t specifically apologize to a pig because he wanted to eat pork today, and the same applied to cows and sheep.
"What I’ve done is more than you can even imagine."
"I revived the original ruins and let Yi Fan, the Legion Commander of the Eighth War Zone at the time, discover the existence of the Mysterious Stone Tablet, thus influencing his plans for the future."
"I stole the Crimson Sea of Blood from the Wilderness of Zhulu’s Fruit World and released it on Blue Star, from which the Crimson Insect Race emerged."
"I incited tensions among the Five Great Forces, causing them to fear Li Shutong. On this point, I invested many resources to mislead, backstab, and provoke them, including people you know like Guan Shan, Ah Fu, and many others."
Dawn Number Two chuckled when he said this, his Black Hood moved slightly.
"You must understand that sometimes just a nudge in the right direction is enough for things to naturally take their course. And what I need to do is occasionally appear to extinguish any possible variables within those anchor points."
"This Blue Star anchor point is the largest and most stable anchor point I have ever achieved, Han Zhan, I must thank you."
Dawn Number Two explained to Han Zhan without reservation, as if constantly repeating something in Han Zhan’s ear.
This is Dawn.
This is Dawn!
"You’re deliberately provoking me," Han Zhan suddenly said after a brief moment of silence.
His gaze detached, as if trying to strip away emotional states to maintain a level of absolute reason.
"Han Zhan, we are not enemies. You are my ’destiny protagonist,’ and each Dawn can only choose one ’destiny protagonist.’" Dawn Number Two reiterated.
"That’s because only disturbances caused by a ’destiny protagonist’ in the cosmos can forge an anchor point," Han Zhan said coldly.
Dawn Number Two dared to share everything he had done with me thoroughly, certainly because the anchor point belonging to Blue Star is already forged, leaving no more variables.
As for his intentional provocation, I can conceive of only two possibilities.
The first possibility is that he’s probing my backup plans.
Curiously, Dawn Number Two can freely come and go even within the Fruit World, yet doesn’t mention anything about the World Tree.
The second possibility is that he wants me to kill Luo Qiuhong.
Given that causing disturbances in the cosmos can form an anchor point, Luo Qiuhong’s performance in the arena of life expectancy should already meet the requirements to generate an anchor point.
Me killing Luo Qiuhong would essentially intercept the anchor point she contains...
Upon reaching this conclusion, Han Zhan suddenly nodded, then provided an unexpected answer to Dawn Number Two.
"No problem."
"I promise you, I won’t kill her."
"Words are insubstantial," Dawn Number Two said as he pulled out an ornate Contract Paper under the dim light.
The paper’s surface featured fine textures that glimmered faintly in the light, exuding a sense of inviolable mystery.
"If you truly agree, we can sign a contract."
"The contract’s content will be just as we agreed. As long as you promise not to kill Luo Qiuhong, I will gift you this Antique Artifact, ’A Bright Lamp.’"
With Dawn Number Two’s words, special letters began to appear on the previously blank contract, matching the prior statement exactly.
After carefully scrutinizing and identifying it, Han Zhan nodded.
The dim light above came closer, releasing his left hand that had been in a frozen state.
"Aren’t you worried that I might tamper with this contract?" Dawn Number Two curiously asked.
"Because worrying is pointless," Han Zhan replied candidly, "you can even scheme against gods; handling a Tier Nine Peak offers more than enough means."
This was the apparent explanation Han Zhan gave for Dawn Number Two.
As for the deeper reason, it involved what Han Zhan planned to do next.
Once Han Zhan pressed his fingerprint on the contract with his left hand, it was completely finalized. It rolled up from bottom to top and was inserted into a pure golden Contract Cocoon Barrel.
Meanwhile, the lamp suspended above him finally retracted, removing the dim light.
Darkness disappeared, and light returned.
Han Zhan’s right hand and lower body, which had lost sensation, were restored to normal.
His action paused precisely at the moment of drawing his sword; Han Zhan, without hesitation, stood up, sheathed his sword, and stood firm on the first boxing stage.
The surroundings no longer held any trace of Dawn Number Two.
Their conversation seemed not to have occurred, with time still frozen at the previous second.
It made one question whether all that had just transpired was merely an imagined dream.
If not for the additional black oil lamp in Han Zhan’s left hand.
"Kill... me... kill..." Luo Qiuhong struggled to speak.
But the next moment, she was bewildered to see Han Zhan’s sword withdraw from her neck.
An inconceivable despair surged to her heart.
"Why... why..."
Luo Qiuhong’s speech became increasingly sluggish.
She painstakingly regained momentary control over her body, only to be possessed again by the National Sorrow Sword.
Observing this, Han Zhan’s expression transitioned from unbothered to indifferent, and finally to fervent and manic.
"All is predestined; none can escape fate." He spoke, seemingly explaining.
As he spoke, he stepped forward one final distance toward Luo Qiuhong.
"All suffering lies in the world, only those who save themselves!"
"Luo Qiuhong, the one who can truly defy destiny is you!"
Han Zhan’s hand suddenly clamped upon Luo Qiuhong’s neck.
At this moment, Luo Qiuhong’s eyes had returned to a bright, seductive red.
It was then that golden flames ignited within Han Zhan’s eyes, awakening the Divine Light Talent, with the golden flames like two solidified swords stabbing into Luo Qiuhong’s alluring red pupils!
In full view of the public, Han Zhan reiterated the same words he had spoken:
"Call me daddy!"
