Vol-2: 110. The White Ring and the Black Sun (Part 2)

110. The White Ring and the Black Sun (Part 2)

"That's what we said, but we've been gathering for so long, it's about time to move out. I can't wait to beat up those lackeys of the Ring Kings."

"The most important thing is to rescue Big Bro!"

"Exactly. If we can't rescue Big Bro, the people won't trust our Akaban Squad. Only someone as pure and kind as him can do it."

The Akaban Squad members outside were getting impatient. On such an important day, everyone was eagerly waiting, ready for battle.

"No choice, I'll go and push things along—Big Sis, everyone's ready."

A closer adjutant stepped forward and knocked on the door:

"Big Sis, we—"

Creak!

The door opened, Xia Jianjing lowered her head, her hood pulled down, walking slowly with clenched fists, gripping her coat, her colorless eyes swept over the soldiers.

Some were workers, some were teachers, others were housewives, and most were students.

Now, despite their youth, they had all become scarred warriors.

Swoosh—

Her short, ash-purple hair was lifted by the wind, revealing the bronze ring around her neck. Xia Jianjing touched this ring, which had been left to her by Teacher Arcanu.

'This is the Ring of Order. It filters your Aether Blood, preventing your mind from being overtaken by that society, which would lead to insanity. However, because the power of Aether Blood is diluted, it will also greatly hinder your combat strength. But under no circumstances should you take this ring off. Otherwise, you will become a monster more terrifying than an Anaerobe. Never, ever take it off.'

"Madness... maybe, to the eyes of ordinary people, I've already been a madwoman for always opposing this fucked-up world."

She smirked, took a step forward, and confidently shouted to everyone:

"Hey! Classmates, I've got bad news for you—right now, the entire Tianhuan nation has picked up arms against us!"

The Akaban Squad soldiers looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

"They say we're pests, terrorists, demons disrupting order."

Xia Jianjing paused and said:

"They underestimate us—We're none of those things. We're the gravediggers of the old order!"

"We won't stand still. The people have been blinded by kings and corporations. They've stolen children's textbooks, taken away women's virtues, seized men's lives, and occupied family grain stores. Now they want to enslave our entire world, forever!"

"They say the Tianhuan people are brave and skilled in battle, but they don't mention that it's just an evil invasion."

Someone touched an unhealed wound and laughed.

"They say millions of subjects would rather shatter like jade for the Ring King, but they don't dare mention that the Ring King is just a mortal!"

The students burst into mocking laughter, filled with contempt.

"They say we shouldn't complain, we should be content. Then why can't Tianhuan farmers eat the rice they grow? Why does Tianhuan, as one of the four nations, need to plunder and invade a cold, barren land like the Outside world? Why do the rich brats, who claim they are nobler than the commoners, never dare to go to the battlefield?"

The former farmers from the rice fields and the former workers from the assembly lines fell silent, their eyes filled with hatred and anger. Women who had lost their husbands wiped away their tears, their gazes becoming more determined. Warriors from the Outside world, with pale skin, gripped their steel spears, their eyes glistening.

They came from different walks of life, of different genders, but now, they all shared one common identity: the oppressed.

"Let them say whatever they want. History will remember we were here! Let them suppress and massacre us. Pure ideals won't die to guns and cannons, and we, the brave and united Tianhuan people, will never bow to the brutality of the old kings."

The Akaban Squad soldiers immediately raised their flag, waving in the wind.

It was a pitch-black sun on a blood-red background, symbolizing the pain of being oppressed by Tianhuan and the corporations. The black represented opposition to the white 'noble monarchy' of the Ring Kings.

This was the people's banner.

"Classmates, I know most of you haven't finished your studies. We're still young, but remember, everything we do is what this era has chosen, it's what people deep down desire but don't dare to do. The whole country is being suffocated, someone has to tear off the roof so we can breathe freely."

"We're not great people, we're just the rightful owners of this country."

"Now, the gods and emperors should kneel before us! It's time to drag them down from their altars and thrones!"

She raised her fist and punched toward the sky, shouting loudly:

"Forward! For the new world!"

Clang!

A pitch-black katana clashed with a cross-shaped spear. Li Aozi's wrist was flipped on the spot, and then the Qi blast from the Dragon School martial artist slammed into his chest, shattering and exposing his left ribs, revealing his beating heart. A sniper in the distance pulled the trigger, and a cannon shell exploded on the heart, slicing it into four pieces, evenly scattered.

Li Aozi staggered and fell, then quickly rolled and stood up. Flesh and blood wove together like threads, rapidly regenerating. As soon as he lifted his head, a talisman flew at him like a dagger, piercing straight into his skull.

"Curse Talisman: Evil Spirit Possession!"

The talisman exploded instantly, and a black, slimy evil spirit wrapped around Li Aozi's body, its long tongue stabbing into his brain, greedily sucking his brain matter.

Clang!

The cross-shaped spear broke through a triple sonic boom, piercing straight through Li Aozi, then quickly withdrawing. Lü Yuping San's wrist flicked thrice, sending a tsunami of Qi surging, the spear tip rubbing against the air, tearing into a vacuum, viciously stabbing Li Aozi's broken body repeatedly.

Crane Style: White Crane Thousand Strikes!

"Die already!"

Lü Yuping San's voice trembled slightly, unaware of the change, while the grand onmyoji commanded the evil spirit to rush forward, intending to tear Li Aozi apart and end him for good. However, Li Aozi's pierced eye swept slightly.

[Death Link]

Chains of death immediately linked to every biological node in his line of sight, binding their lives to his. The damage inflicted on Li Aozi instantly transferred to all the incoming monsters.

One by one, the ferocious monsters dropped dead in mid-charge, dissipating into black smoke. The distant grand onmyoji's face turned pale with rage—these were his evil spirits, created by exchanging his own organs.

"Push harder, he's almost dead—"

His encouraging words were cut off as Li Aozi's neck was struck by a powerful punch from Dragon School martial artist Chu Wei, shattering his throat with an explosive burst of Qi, blowing Li Aozi's head apart.

"With your heart and brain destroyed, you can't revive anymore, can you?"

Chu Wei said this, but didn't let his guard down. Sure enough, in the next moment, Li Aozi's headless corpse remained standing. He reversed his grip, yanked his own body, and hurled it into Chu Wei's embrace, igniting in flames.

Phoenix Bomb.

Boom!

The flames instantly consumed Chu Wei. The close-range explosion didn't completely defeat Chu Wei; the dignity of a near-Jama level warrior couldn't be so easily broken, especially one protected by Qi energy. His energy resistance wasn't low at all.

Chu Wei was blasted back three steps, his Qi barrier shattered, but he was unharmed. His clothes were set ablaze, but he gently brushed off the ashes, then reached out and, with an invisible Qi-infused hand, swept away the flames obscuring his view.

Then, he saw a gaping mouth.

Crunch!

The mouth of Li Aozi's Dominator Form bit down hard on Chu Wei's neck, and immediately, a katana and a greatsword stabbed into Chu Wei's ribs. While this kind of physical damage meant nothing to a [Warrior], the real threat was the percentage-based magical damage from [Severed Life].

"Gah!"

Chu Wei was severely injured, his health dropping by twenty percent. He immediately slammed his elbow into Li Aozi's spine, sending Qi energy through Li Aozi's back, bursting out in a brilliant spray of blood.

"Get off me, you wild dog!"

Lü Yuping San was startled by the ferocity of this fighting style. He quickly thrust his cross-shaped spear into Li Aozi's regenerating abdomen and twisted it with all his might. Using the hook of the scythe blade, he tore Li Aozi's kidneys and intestines into pieces.

The pain from a kidney attack is almost on par with childbirth. If it were a human, they wouldn't be able to withstand it. Even a massive creature like a blue whale would die if its internal organs were pierced 30 centimeters deep.

However, Li Aozi didn't relent. His health rapidly recovered thanks to the lifesteal effect of [Severed Life]. He hesitated no longer—this opportunity was too rare.

"How?! Why won't you die?! Just die already!"

The radiation energy of his weapon, Tsu • Shadow Edge, gradually increased. He turned the hilt of his greatsword, and the runes on the Dust-Sealed Sanctuary lit up. This magical weapon from beyond the stars was enchanted with the purest holy magic, designed for a simple and brutal effect: increased thrust power.

According to the ancient magical tech civilization of Galaxxi, weapons of this caliber were designed for forced boarding of enemy flagships to carry out decapitation operations.

Therefore, Li Aozi knew that this weapon had a true form.

He reversed the hilt of the greatsword, continuously drawing Omega Energy, injecting it into the blade. In the next moment, Chu Wei's face changed.

Buzz… buzz…

The sound was like a power drill starting up.

"Hey, you—"

The hilt instantly extended, the flesh being quickly churned and the internal organs shattered in succession. Chu Wei's spine was completely pierced by the blade. The next moment, his feet left the ground as Li Aozi, with the strength of a pegasus pulling a meteor, mercilessly lifted him into the air, pointing straight at the sky.

"Chu Wei! You bastard! How dare you!"

Although Lü Yuping San had always looked down on Chu Wei for walking a different path as a [Warrior], he was still his most cherished comrade. Seeing Li Aozi's cruelty, he hurriedly drew his spear and lunged at the weapon in Li Aozi's hand.

"Die, you piece of shit!"

"(Galaxxi Language) Dust-Sealed Sanctuary—Shipbreaker Mode!"

Boom!

Shards of light exploded instantly. Powerful holy particles gathered like a storm, raising a violent death spiral on the spot. The whirlwind flung Lü Yuping San, the Crane Style martial artist, several meters away, rolling on the ground before he managed to get up.

Lü Yuping San was shocked, staring in disbelief at the golden storm:

"Dragon God, what is that?!"

The sword blade started spinning.

Chu Wei's body was instantly shredded, his flesh dissolving and burning in the high-speed spinning light drill, turning into particles of light and scattering away.

"Chu Wei!"

"That bastard!"

"Tch, I can't believe this happened."

The three near-Jama level experts took a step back, their faces filled with fear and anger.

How could this be? How is this possible?

Chu Wei was a [Warrior]—normally, even a small nuclear bomb shouldn't be able to kill him. How did he die so miserably?

"Buddha, what terrifying power is this? How could Blue Star have such a weapon?"

The grand onmyoji's face turned pale with shock.

"Don't hold back anymore. Everyone, attack with everything you've got and completely destroy him!"

Buzz!

Li Aozi flicked the Dust-Sealed Sanctuary • Shipbreaker. The sword's blade had transformed once again, the rune-encrusted shell around the Lightforged blade now opening like an impact drill. It became a long pike for ground combat, with the blade at the tip still rotating slowly, enveloped in radiant light.

"Demon... you're a demon."

"Stop with the bullshit."

Li Aozi spun the long pike, his wounds rapidly healing, covered in a graceful stardust aura. His voice roared like a meteor cutting through the night sky, hoarse and thunderous:

"Demons usually call me—'King of the Stars.'"

[Pegasus Power]

Li Aozi raised the long pike.

In the next moment, a pair of stardust wings, spanning 300 meters, stretched across the street and buildings behind him.