Chapter 81 The World
Not far from the Royal Palace, a convoy was rapidly approaching.
Seated in an armored vehicle at the center, Kong Fang suddenly opened his eyes.
On one corner of the screen displayed over his glasses, the latest messages from the Royal Palace flashed brightly.
"Liao Zhenguo, Bian Liancheng, dead so soon! Who could it have been? Lv Tianhe? Jiang Wenqing? Impossible! Neither of them possesses such strength!"
Incredulity was evident in Kong Fang's eyes.
Soon, a voice came through his earpiece: "The person who killed Liao Zhenguo and Bian Liancheng was Su Alkaid!"
"Su Alkaid?"
Kong Fang's mind instantly conjured up information about this young man.
Due to some special relations with Xia Wuyuan, he knew far more about Su Alkaid than anyone from the Liao Family did.
Suspected to have practiced for only about a year so far.
At Grandmaster Realm, but his combat power nearly rivalled that of a Martial Saint.
Since stepping onto the Martial Path, he had always been investigating the Rebirth Society.
He had now caught the attention of the Benevolent Society and was being intensely cultivated.
Not long ago, with Yue Xingzhou and Xia Wuyuan, he destroyed the largest "Divine Blood" transit base of the Rebirth Society in Dayu Country, angering Zhao Sheng, the person in charge of the Divine Blood project.
In the end...
Xia Wuyuan was killed.
He himself should also have been hunted down and killed by Zhao Sheng, but instead, relying on combat power no less formidable than a Martial Saint's and significant assistance from the Benevolent Society, he overturned the Rebirth Society, even killing Zhao Sheng, the head of the Divine Blood project.
Such war achievements...
Were terrifying to hear.
And now...
He was not just suspected to have the strength of a Martial Saint, but had truly demonstrated the capabilities of a Martial Saint.
Among the top echelons of Martial Saints.
Liao Zhenguo and Bian Liancheng, who died under his sword, were the best examples of this.
"Has he really grown this much?"
Kong Fang pondered.
He even thought about those demonic creatures from the Rebirth Society.
Their growth rate was also like this, illogical.
Within a year, or even just a few months, they could traverse paths that many martial artists couldn't in their entire lifetimes.
However...
Given that Alkaid could be recognized by the Benevolent Society, he likely had no connection with the powers behind the Rebirth Society.
So...
"A true genius, then?"
He muttered to himself softly.
His thoughts uncontrollably drifted to Xia Wuyuan.
He had conveyed his feeling, asking him not to dig further, but as a result...
He stubbornly investigated till the end.
Even...
He stumbled upon some information that should never have been uncovered.
Thinking about the despair this brought him, including his own position as a Martial Saint, and another reason why Xia Wuyuan chose to die...
Kong Fang was silent for a moment, then murmured: "A genius that appears once in a century."
Is it useful?
In comparison to the truth of this world, is such a genius...
Really useful?
Various figures flashed through his mind.
The Liao Family Head, grovelling at the feet of others, the lofty chairman of the Rebirth Society, the generous Xia Wuyuan who faced death, and the citizens of Dayu who became mere resources...
And Xia Wuyuan's words to him before "leaving" the Grand Procuratorate.
After a while, Kong Fang took a deep breath and finally said, "At least... he's somewhat more useful than us..."
And besides, even if destined to fail, something should be done.
To prove...
They are not lambs waiting for the slaughter.
With this thought, Kong Fang ordered, "Stop the car! Turn back!"
"Commander?"
The voice of a subordinate came through the earpiece, somewhat surprised.
"Turn around!"
Kong Fang directly addressed the driver.
Without a moment's hesitation, the utterly loyal driver turned the vehicle around, heading back to the Grand Procuratorate.
Soon, voices loyal to the Liao Family questioned in his ear: "General Kong, what's happening? Why are we suddenly turning back?"
Kong Fang didn't respond, simply shut off the common channel, and instructed his logistical team members: "Watch out for people approaching."
"Yes."
Soon, the vehicle was back at the Grand Procuratorate.
As for the other vehicles, some followed him back, but most headed straight for the Royal Palace.
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They were ambushed.
He wasn't sure what would happen next, and he didn't care anymore.
At this moment, he had reached the deepest part of the Grand Procuratorate's archives, passing through several security doors to a safe.
Upon unlocking the safe, he sensed something and suddenly said, "You're here?"
Alkaid, clad in a battle garment and wielding a sword, appeared in the archives.
Kong Fang stepped aside, pointing to the safe he had opened, "This, perhaps, is the real cause of Xia Wuyuan's death."
"Hmm?"
Alkaid glanced at Kong Fang.
The Grand Procurator, theoretically the sharpest sword in the hands of the Royal Family, hadn't set an ambush and retaliated immediately?
"He... discovered some things that Liao Shanhe asked me to destroy, but I kept them," Kong Fang said. "I'm not sure if they're true, but during this time, as I compared the information I had with his public statements, the truth likely... extremely cruelly approached the reality."
Seeing this, Alkaid was not afraid though a Martial Saint was nearby, he went directly to the safe and took out a camera.
As he turned on the camera, Xia Wuyuan, whom he hadn't seen since leaving the Baisheng Chemical Plant, appeared onscreen.
He looked very tired and haggard.
In the ashtray next to him, there were dozens of cigarette butts.
Realizing that filming had begun, he came to the camera.
He opened his mouth as if to say something but ultimately said, "Our world is kept in captivity."
A flicker of unusual color passed through Alkaid's eyes.
"I've scoured the history books; the Destruction isn't a natural disaster but a historic cycle. Every eight hundred to a thousand years, a great destruction occurs, its purpose—to forge the strongest Immortal Soldier Demon Weapons. I've found records of more than five such Destructions."
Destruction.
Alkaid knew.
The calamity that destroyed human civilization a thousand years ago.
A thousand and eighteen years from now.
This is also why the current human calendar only counts 1018 years.
"I've verified many books, and indeed, the great destructions... have happened more than once," Kong Fang said with a heavy tone.
Alkaid shifted his gaze to the camera.
Inside, Xia Wuyuan continued to speak, but his words were disjointed and somewhat confused.
Clearly, his mental state was not good.
"There has never been any 'ascending through the dragon gate;' it's all a scam. The Martial Saints were taken away only because they barely met the criteria for instability, and thus, they were taken away under the pretense of being 'ascended to Artifact Sect disciples' and then secretly eliminated. Generation after generation...
no living Martial Saints have ever returned to their home nations or hometowns."
Xia Wuyuan's eyes were somewhat hollow, "Except for Red Star and Snow Dragon."
"A scam?"
Alkaid glanced at Kong Fang.
"I've checked too, but... the data we hold doesn't mean much because Dayu, even the whole Zhongzhou and East Continent, haven't had Martial Saints getting the quota to become 'Artifact Sect disciples' for decades," Kong Fang explained. "However, some classics record that some Martial Saints did return from the Artifact Sect."
After speaking, he added, "This is just mentioned in the classics, the living Martial Saints who returned... nobody has seen them."
"Only mentioned in the classics," Alkaid noted as he looked back at the camera.
Xia Wuyuan was still articulating, "Only Red Star and Snow Dragon are the true rulers of this world. Even the Royal Families can hardly touch the truth, let alone Noble Families and commoners; the billions of people, all beings, are merely materials, cultivated as materials for Immortal Soldier Demon Weapons. For the sake of these materials, they can all be sacrificed."
"This cycle's great Destruction should have begun a hundred years ago during that turbulent era, but for some reason, perhaps because the interests behind Red Star and Snow Dragon hadn't been fully divided, or perhaps due to unforeseen changes, the great Destruction has yet to occur."
"Since the process was interrupted, the number of Martial Saints in our world is much higher than in other periods. Thus, the Rebirth Society was founded, aimed at tying down all the Martial Saints' efforts, drawing their attention…"
"Our world is not called 'Chaotic Heaven,' 'Deep Blue,' or 'Earth Star;' its real name is 'Artifact Nurturing Realm,' with all beings as kindling, and flesh-and-blood as fuel, to forge Immortal Soldiers and nurture Demon Artifacts."
"All people must unite to stand against Red Star and Snow Dragon, against these nobles who regard everything in the world and all beings as mere fodder."
"But... nobody believes me."
"And no one is willing to believe me."
"It would have to be someone more capable, more eminent, stronger, and of higher status to make all this happen."
Alkaid listened and vaguely guessed something.
"Su Alkaid."
Xia Wuyuan called out his name, "You are a genius, an unrivaled genius, the most talented martial artist I've met in my life, a nineteen-year-old... Martial Saint! If it's you, relying on your strength, the potential you've shown... I believe, just by calling upon others, you could surely gather a powerful force around you, to save this world!"
Alkaid watched the video.
In the video, Xia Wuyuan looked back.
"But I know, you won't do it, you're even more cautious and prudent than I am, so, I'm pondering, how can I make you really continue the investigation."
"I've thought it through."
Their gazes, as if through the screen, through time, through space, and even through life and death, met each other's.
"A noble man can be deceived because of his straightforwardness."
"I died, and you will genuinely investigate this matter because it was you who dragged me into this incident, allowing me to see the truth of the world."
"To contend for the right to survive and not be treated as fodder, necessarily involves bloodshed and sacrifice. I am not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of sacrifice. I only hope, that my death can have a tiny bit of impact, can cause this video to appear before you."
"Su Alkaid, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. You have the capability, and you have this."
"Snap!"
Alkaid turned off the video.
"Disgusting."
He didn't mask the indifference in his eyes, "The man is dead and still poses as a moral paragon, pulling this moral abduction trick."
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