Chapter 1232: Chapter 1232: The Mutated Talent Sequences (Big Chapter for Monthly Pass)
“On such a night journey,”
Orey continued in a calm voice, “there’s a person ahead who ignited a flicker of light. You don’t know where that light shines nor where it points, but in this cold, pitch-dark night, it’s the only light and warmth you can see.”
“Then you might feel compelled to follow that light. You don’t know whether the direction the person headed is correct, nor whether you’ll reach the destination, but—”
He paused, “since the world has co to this, why not give it a try? Dying in the dark is still dying; dying on the path chasing the light is also dying.”
He raised his head, gazing at the slowly rising sun on the horizon, “Perhaps, we really can walk toward the dawn?”
“I grew up in chaos and hunger since I was young. What I saw was all grass-like lives.”
He turned back to look at the young officer beside him and smiled, “And withered grass in the wind only needs a tiny spark to burst into flas.”
Hearing his words, the young officer was slightly stunned, then softly sighed, “A very unique perspective.”
He raised his hand, took out an exquisite pistol inlaid with gems and gold from his waist, and handed it to Orey, “It’s a pleasure to et you, my friend. Your insights have helped greatly.”
Orey glanced at the offered pistol but did not take it, “I was simply speaking casually about what I’ve understood after following the Commander through these experiences.”
The young officer looked at the blood-stained man in front of him. After a brief pause, he withdrew the firearm, “I hope we’ll have the chance to et again.”
“I hope it’s not on the battlefield,”
Orey glanced at him, then said softly, “By the way, the Commander ntioned your rcenary corps should still have dozens of strengthening potions left. Do you need them?”
Hearing this, the young officer froze slightly before smiling, “I’ll go back and look; maybe it’s buried in the command room. If I find it, I’ll have soone deliver it to you.”
“Thank you.”
Orey nodded gently.
“No need to thank . After all, we are the defeated; these things are useless to us.”
The young officer glanced back at him, slowly turned around, and walked down the hillside.
Orey watched him leave, then slowly turned and stepped inside the Northern Gate.
At this mont, the Wilderness Wanderers inside the Northern Gate were cleaning up the battlefield. His body quickly moved through the crowd, arriving at the southern edge of the Northern Gate.
Here, a man in a fur coat was lowering his head, gazing downward towards the foot of the mountain ridge.
A troop dressed in Minte City’s City Defense Army uniforms was rapidly advancing towards them.
“Looks like the rcenary corps of the two major consortiums have been completely dealt with.”
Orey sighed softly, “Finally, the City Defense Army has troops to support us.”
“Just arrived a bit late.”
The man in the fur coat shook his head.
Then, his gaze shifted to the short-haired girl in the corner of the valley.
The girl was now raising her head, standing in the cold morning wind, gazing southward.
——
Dawn City · Glorious Palace
The radiance of the morning sun spread across the wide streets, stretching from the crowded plazas and pathways all the way to the ancient palace, casting a long trail of light inside.
“This intelligence is from Minte City?”
Christos rubbed his eyes, yawned, and glanced at the sunlight streaming in through the window.
“And from Kaye City and Yilan City,”
The silver-haired man with a ponytail looked at the slightly drowsy Christos in front of him and asked quietly, “You didn’t sleep last night?”
“Slept a little.”
Christos lowered his head and continued to sift through the papers in his hands. “It seems our old friend noticed sothing unusual quite early.”
Hearing this, the silver-haired ponytail man also fell into silence, “If it weren’t for three cities sending reports simultaneously, who would believe it’s real?”
He glanced at the docunts on the table, “Three rcenary corps advancing simultaneously toward the Federation’s largest city—for the last ti sothing like this happened, it was probably when Dawn City was just established and surrounded by wild forces that refused to submit.”
“Our current situation may not be that different from those founding Dawn City.”
Christos placed the files on the desk, letting out a soft sigh, “During the transition between old and new, upheaval is inevitable; we were long prepared.”
“Indeed.”
The silver-haired ponytail man nodded gently. He reached for the docunts on the desk and quickly flipped through them. “According to reports from the three cities, the joint forces were intercepted en route.”
“Although they may not succeed in repelling those troops, they’ve bought us so ti. Our old friend always manages to arrange everything before we even react.”
He turned to Christos, “What’s Ains’ response?”
“The Central Army is being mobilized to head here,”
Christos replied softly. “The nearest Central Army is south of Yilan City. They are marching north to assist Minte City. They received the intelligence from Minte City while on the wilderness, so they might be slightly delayed. By now, they should be just west of Dawn City and could arrive within a day.”
“Can we hold?”
The silver-haired man looked at Christos.
Military matters weren’t his forte.
“General Vislo of South City estimates the combined forces from the three cities will at least stall the rcenary corps for a day. Their reinforcents will need ti, and even if they arrive, the combined rcenary corps forces would struggle to breach Dawn City’s walls within one or two days unless there’s an Angel among them.”
Christos spoke calmly, “In Dawn City’s 800-year history, from its initial low walls to today’s towering defenses, this city has never been breached by an external force.”
After a brief hesitation, the silver-haired ponytail man asked softly, “Can Vislo’s judgnt be trusted?”
“It should be reliable. Although he was born into a Senator family, he is an idealist. I’ve spoken with him; he strongly agrees with our philosophy and actions.”
Christos answered softly, “Even in the end, he is expected to stand with us.”
“So you promoted him to South City’s Commander after Noan’s incident, despite opposition?”
The silver-haired man gazed at Christos and quietly said, “Before his rebellion, Noan also showed support for you.”
“Sotis,”
Christos looked at his partner, chuckling lightly, “faith is also part of politics.”
“Alright.”
The silver-haired man nodded lightly. “I don’t understand your thods. So, does this an we can relax now?
“After being intercepted by three city forces, even if the rcenary corps break through, they’ll be severely weakened. They wouldn’t have enough strength to breach Dawn City’s walls, and they’d swiftly be overwheld by the arriving Central Army.”
“By the way, what about North City?”
The silver-haired man turned back to Christos, “I find North City’s Commander, Dick, very peculiar. He doesn’t seem to like you much. He slacked off during Cabinet etings but also seems to support you. He follows most of your orders and even deployed troops during Noan’s rebellion to assist you.”
“The answer is quite simple,”
Christos sighed softly, “Based on his actions, his loyalty lies with the ‘Mayor of Dawn City,’ not . Whoever holds the title of Mayor earns his allegiance.”
“So he would protect Dawn City?”
The silver-haired man nodded lightly, then paused, seemingly recalling sothing. “Did you send the intelligence to Cedar Villa?”
“Yes.”
Christos nodded gently.
“There should be ways to contact the Legion Commander from there.”
The silver-haired man leaned on the desk, gazing through the sun-filled windows at the distant seated crowd outside. “If the Legion Commander gets the news, with so luck, he might return before the rcenary corps. With him stationed here, we’ll have nothing to fear.”
Listening to his words, Christos nodded gently, “That would be ideal.”
“Do you suspect a problem?”
The silver-haired man looked over at his seasoned partner.
“I don’t know.”
Christos gently shook his head. He lifted his gaze towards the seated crowd outside, noticing a thin boy in the last row who had sohow vanished from sight.
He sighed lightly, “I have a feeling the consortium wouldn’t pursue sothing that seems so obviously ‘unlikely to succeed.'”
Hearing his words, the silver-haired man fell silent.
“We can only hope for good fortune.”
He spoke softly.
——
Fine grass stretched to the feet of a man in a neatly pressed uniform.
He lowered his head, fixing his gaze on the chessboard before him. He picked up a black rook, moving it forward slowly. “You said you prepared sothing good for but haven’t shown it. What’s your plan?”
“Don’t rush. The more anxious you are, the more certain you are to waste.”
His opponent idly toyed with a jade-crafted white queen, “When the ti cos, you’ll naturally see.”
“You’re crafty. I’m just worried that by the ti I return,”
The uniford man placidly placed the black rook not far from the white queen, “everything at ho will be in shambles.”
“If trouble arises at ho, wouldn’t your Favored send word to you right away?”
The figure across from him smiled, moving the white queen aside.
Then he casually plucked a flower swaying in the breeze, tossing it gently into the air.
A cascade of petals scattered across the sky, drifting alongside the sun on the horizon towards dusk.
——
In a dim space, countless stars drifted across the heavens, each in its rightful place, following its prescribed paths.
Another Order Divine Revelation?
He Ao’s gaze swept quickly across the orderly cosmos, extending his hand in an attempt to touch the dancing stars.
But the mont his fingers approached them, the previously orderly stars began to collapse visibly, disintegrating.
A formless crimson light flashed across the sky, and the entire Order Universe began to crumble, dissolve, and lt within He Ao’s field of vision before vanishing into a void.
He Ao stared blankly at the destruction before him.
This ti… why does everything feel so different?
In the next instant, the pitch-black void before him suddenly pulled together into a tiny, almost imperceptible speck. That speck then burst forth, releasing streams of matter to construct the cosmos anew.
A hundred billion years appeared to pass in a blink within He Ao’s view. The collapsed stars of Order resurfaced, stable once more, seemingly untouched.
These stars appeared to be identical to the ones before yet bore subtle differences.
In a haze, He Ao noticed an illusory river flowing from one edge of this stellar universe to the other.
Every drop within the river shone like a radiant gemstone, their brilliance distinct and harmonious. Together, they ford a luminescent current gently weaving through the stars.
The river was so ticulously ordered that it compelled one to reach out and imrse themselves in it—beco part of this eternal harmony.
Stars revolved around the river, which seed to traverse endless space and ti, as though even the universe was drawn to it.
He Ao gazed at the illusory jeweled river, instinctively reaching out once again.
Just then, the universe before him began collapsing visibly once more, with stars vanishing and space-ti unraveling.
The eternal, illusory river trembled violently amidst the collapse.
The shattered stars tangled themselves with the river as the void space shattered violently.
A sharp pain surged through He Ao’s mind, as though invisible hands were ripping apart his brain and soul.
A broken void unveiled two vast and majestic gazes, seemingly peering through endless ti and space towards him.
“Ah!”
He Ao suddenly sat up from the cold ground, surrounded by scattered bottles and jars. He raised a hand to wipe the sweat from his face.
He looked upward.
He no longer felt the eerie gazes; perhaps they had looked upon him, or perhaps not.
With his movents, he felt the intangible force within his body once again pulling at him.
That force stretched through every inch of his flesh, skin, and even extended into his soul.
It wasn’t like the overwhelming pollution he had endured before—instead, it was sothing more tangible, more material, pulling at both his flesh and soul.
The forces continually tore at him, manifesting as a sharp, unending pain.
He Ao had no doubt that if his reason weakened even slightly, he would plunge into the Abyss and beco a fully crazed monster.
He could feel his life swiftly draining away with the pull of these forces.
But the good news was that this ti, his “promotion” had healed his injuries, returning him to peak condition.
Perhaps certain new formulas shouldn’t be tampered with.
Sadly, he hadn’t had much choice.
The materials were limited, and he didn’t have the ti to gather more.
He Ao chuckled wryly and shook his head, opening his personal attribute panel.
[He Ao (Suote)]
[Authority Level: Advanced Player]
[Physical Fitness: 8221 (5703)]
[Skills: Talent Sequence 272: Super mory (B-level), Basic Firearms Mastery (Soul-bound), Talent Sequence 144: Miracle Scholar (B-level) (Unavailable)]
[chanical Modification: None]
[Martial Arts: Qi Refinent and Spirit Transformation (B-level) (Partially Usable)]
[Character Skills: Talent Sequence 177: Coordinator (B-level) (Mutated)]
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496 to 5703.
Physical fitness increased by over 5,000?
What?
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