Boom boom boom!
Black Star was still fighting among the crowd, fending off the encircling army.
"Is he not using his brain? Clearly, avoiding, hiding, and figuring out a way to harmonize is the best option, yet he's fighting us head-on for some ridiculous sense of invincibility?" Magina suddenly became furious, realizing, "How did he resist my infiltration spy plan before?"
"It seems, Magina, you're so stupid to think someone like him is playing schemes with you. Are you battling wits with air?" The little girl Mashala sneered, "This guy is just brain-damaged! I'll snatch his Creator God talent later and humiliate him harshly, feed him that... feces, right?"
The Artificial Universe doesn't have such a thing because their old man has severe cleanliness issues. Even the most primitive planets in the universe would have such things censored.
Magina nodded:
"It seems that's how history records it. We haven't had such things for a long time... But if you insist on force-feeding, once we seize the power of the Creator God, we can create a trash race that produces such things, pull one out and feed it to him. I'm very curious about these old low-level creatures."
The three looked at those high and mighty True Gods of the Celestial level falling, not paying any attention, like a queen bee watching her bee army sacrifice itself.
They were originally elite but now are brain-dead. If they attack indiscriminately, it doesn't matter if they die.
Disposable goods.
Their civilization, the combat species were originally mass-producible, and the difficulty of cultivating a Mecha Master is far less than that of those who went through solid cultivation.
Otherwise, there'd be no concept of a troop surge.
"According to their Extraordinary System's combat power division, a True God of Ten Thousand Rings, with such massive energy, how could he easily transform?"
"No! It's not impossible. The Emperor at the mecha's helm is of Ten Thousand Rings, but he's actually taken off his body-refined Lifebound Magical Treasure, only about a hundred rings, very short... If he undergoes an emergency transformation into Divine Upper, it's not impossible!"
"He's actually using us as a whetstone!"
The three were silent for a moment, then sneered, "Such absurdity, he's dead for sure."
Bang bang bang!
A large army surrounded.
Black Star coughed up blood in large gulps, his body frequently critically injured.
In the shadows, Li Qing frowned silently.
Attempting to break through from the brink of death under the pressure of death?
Throughout history, not a single genius hero of the era has been so crazy and extreme.
Which genius doesn't think it's normal to act with a 90% chance of success, thinking 80% is practically brain-dead; life is long, and you only have one life.
Such self-destructive breakthroughs in battle are privileges only given to protagonists in novels; in reality, they'd have been killed long ago.
"This man is truly a troublesome lunatic. In this state, there's about a thirty percent chance of breaking through to that level before death."
"30%, and he's still gambling it?"
Black Star is the best tool, but he has significant personality flaws.
A definite problem child.
Li Qing pondered for a moment. Whether for new realms or other reasons, out of emotion and logic, he had to push Black Star a bit.
Without giving him protagonist privileges, Black Star walking the protagonist's path could really lead to his end here.
"Use Sylvie's talent to open a Heavenly Dao Gate for him and gather the fortune of all the strong from the Immortal Dao continent to bless him."
Li Qing frowned:
"Let him summon all the souls of the deceased to open a Gate of Truth. The population in the universe is vast; who knows how many souls are accumulated. Before the great flood, those souls from various planets cultivated the Immortal Dao and already worshipped him as the Immortal Emperor, certainly willing to help him, avenging the great flood."
The Artificial Universe is extremely realistic; essentially, once dead, life is nearly obsolete, the soul mostly damaged; die twice, and it's basically truly dead.
That cosmic great flood, who knows how many beings it killed.
"With the longstanding accumulation of the entire civilization being the bridal gown, opening a Gate of Truth to absorb it, who knows how vast it will be?"
"Living, dead, both gates open, it's like when the Emperor besieged me years ago, it should strengthen his research talent from 104 to at least around 108, right?"
Li Qing pondered, "With such research talent, there's indeed a possibility of breakthrough."
Black Star doesn't use his brain, so I have to be his brain.
"In the past, I always used others' Gate of Truth to gain insights into realms; now for the first time, someone comes to piggyback on my opened state."
"He's the first to take advantage of the boss."
"And opening the Gate of Truth guarantees death... I must find a scapegoat among the subordinates to forcibly open it for me, the 'Immortal Elder'."
"But that's okay; since you want to take the path of a protagonist's passionate battle and breakthrough, the old man's cheat must naturally be provided."
"It looks like my time has come as well. Isn't it natural for those around the protagonist to make sacrifices? I'll also give him a warning; if he continues being reckless, no one will be there to help him."
Li Qing pondered, having practically planned everything.
The majestic will sounded by his ear as the Immortal Elder:
"Black Star, if this continues, there's a high chance you'll die. Why don't I lend you a helping hand? This will be the last time."
"I will burn my life, sacrifice everything, to make the final contribution for you."
Black Star was drenched in blood, panting heavily, suddenly going blank.
His journey to this point in life had left him with hardly any friends or family, except for the Immortal Elder who had been with him all along, the only connection on his growth path.
Like both a teacher and a father, the Immortal Elder genuinely cared for him.
He had never cared much for his own life, living recklessly like a thrill-seeker, racing on perilous tracks for the pure joy of it, for freedom.
If anyone bullies me, I'll annihilate their whole family; if someone helps me, I'll repay them tenfold. Straightforward and carefree—that's the way of the Immortal Dao.
Black Star was taken aback, unable to believe it, "No! Elder, you can't—"
"Do you still call me Elder?"
"Master?"
"Very well, Black Star, I've guided you all the way to this point. Remember your promises and dreams, possess the freedom of will, stabilize the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao; as the second master, I can only accompany you this far."
"The old man will leave first."
"No!!!" Black Star realized too late, overwhelming power surged into his body, infinite will roared in his mind, and an endless regret suddenly exploded in his brain.
A blood tear slipped down from the corner of his eye.
Black Star looked up and howled, his eyes flashed with vast amounts of information and data, like a giant about to awaken.
"Bastard!!" An angry voice erupted from within Black Star, "I, Black Star, always thought I was carefree, free, living for joy, unrestrained for myself! If I die, so be it, but I never imagined the Immortal Elder would sacrifice his life for me."
His mind was filled with sarcasm, "With someone like me, what right do I have to claim freedom!"
"Ah!!"
Accompanied by the angry voice, frenzied power surged wildly from within, the boundless energy waves converged upon him, the force grew more and more surging, broader and broader.
Black Star seemed to recall the scene of his first encounter with the Immortal Elder, the Artifact Spirit who rescued him from the Crystal Series universe and brought him here.
The emotions ignited his entire chest; once, he had thought the Immortal Elder would always accompany him, walking down the ordinary road...
"It's my fault."
"My lifelong pursuit of carefree freedom wasn't wrong."
"The fault lies in my weakness, not having enough power. How can I embrace freedom? Even if I face death serenely, those I care about endlessly die because of me."
As the great power gradually blessed upon him, the massive force surged in his heart, as if golden flowers were blooming, gathering cosmic phenomena; his eyes flashed with traces of ancient times,
"My fault is indeed heinous."
The tide of tremendous power surged through the earth, pouring out from the universe's breach, converging from all directions.
"Is it a Soul Wave? Impossible! The universe enriched it upon him, that strong?" Magina struggled to lift her head, looking with horror at Black Star rising in the center of the battle.
Soul Waves, Telekinesis, there wasn't much research on them. The special consciousness wavelengths of living beings were barely touched upon in their technological framework.
Previously, they had only developed defenses against Soul Waves invading mechas, using mecha shields to resist aberration.
Everyone was shocked, witnessing this scene.
As the smoke and light faded, a colossal, crippled mecha gradually emerged, enveloped in a faint golden-red glow.
Black Star was expressionless, his eyes flashing with a peculiar hue.
"What... what are you? You're clearly a talent." Magina watched Black Star hesitantly.
"It's enough."
Black Star slowly walked out, his consciousness and power were frantically stacking, the mecha on him gathered vast Soul Waves, "In this world, it's not just your Technology Side that possesses united communal strength."
"It was you three who made me realize the errors in my life..." Black Star's voice was cold and ruthless, as if a Celestial Dao looking upon the three existences before him and the tens of thousands of highest True Gods that surrounded, that indifferent gaze as if looking at ants.
"Let me show you what truly unified force is."
He stood tall in the cosmic void, his eyes as if piercing through the entire inner universe, gazing upon the Immortal Dao continent and the endless void of destruction.
"Celestial Dao."
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