Chapter 420: Slaying the Overlord!!

It was too huge, so huge that even stars before it looked like insignificant fireflies.

Spanning the cosmic river of stars, it exuded a terrifying aura capable of cleaving heaven and earth.

Is this... a realm attainable by human strength?

Titan's eyes widened at this moment.

His prideful power, before this blade, seemed as tiny as a joke. The starry sky fell into absolute silence at this moment.

The illusory blade shadow, stretching ten light-years, did not fall with the earth-shattering roar people imagined.

It merely swept lightly across the space sealed by the dimensional cage.

The Overlord's true form, confined within the dimensional cage, compressed to moon-sized and on the brink of rampage, suddenly froze in its movements.

Its body abruptly ceased all writhing.

Causality Law, settled.

At the instant this blade fell, the result 'Overlord dies' had already occurred before the process.

No... this doesn't match... logic...

A flicker of mental fluctuation, weak to the extreme yet brimming with final despair, flashed through everyone's minds.

That was the Overlord's last words.

Even in death, it could not fathom why, in its proud higher-dimensional calculations, the win rate was clearly a hundred percent, yet the outcome became zero.

The next second.

Crack.

A clear cracking sound rang deep in every person's soul.

Only see, the moon-sized Overlord's true form suddenly had an extremely fine black line appear on its surface.

The black line rapidly spread, turning into countless finer cracks.

Immediately after, that once-invincible higher-dimensional being that regarded three-dimensional life as ants silently disintegrated.

It did not turn into flesh and blood, nor into ruins, but into specks of light scattering across the sky.

It vanished completely from this universe.

The glazed light in Qin Hao's eyes gradually faded.

With the Overlord's true form's demise, the terrifying cloud shrouding the entire Laniakea Joint Defense Line instantly dissipated.

Across the battlefield.

Those Suture Monster Warships, originally granted immortal bodies by the Overlord's control, turned into heaps of lifeless rotting flesh and scrap iron the instant their data flow from the source was cut off.

The red light in their eyes faded, their bodies stiffened, becoming corpses drifting in the space junkyard.

Moreover, the 'Logic Bombs' wreaking havoc in the rear also vanished into thin air amid flickers, having lost their rule-based support.

The frozen flames reignited.

The liquefied walls hardened again.

The distorted gravity returned to normal.

Everything, ended.

Did we... win?

The Heaven-Patrolling Council Chairman gazed at the star map, somewhat disbelieving.

There, the colossal crimson light point that originally represented the Overlord had completely disappeared.

We won! He did it!

Beside them, the Gus Tribe Commander trembled with excitement, shouting incoherently.

Not only them.

The entire Joint Defense Line, with countless warships numbering in the quadrillions, after a brief silence and confirmation, erupted in earth-shaking cheers!

The Overlord is dead! That monster is dead!

Long live! Long live the Yanhuang Civilization! Long live Chief Commander Qin!

We survived! Wah... we survived!

The communication channel instantly jammed with countless voices.

There were tearful cries of survivors, unrestrained laughter, and frantic bangs on armor plates celebrating.

Even a few warships, overly excited, directly set off celebratory hydrogen bombs in space, bursting into splendid fireworks.

Titan stood at the flagship's porthole, gazing at the tiny black dot floating far away in the void, his eyes complex to the extreme.

He slowly raised those arms, which only before a great war would be lifted, and toward Qin Hao's direction performed a heavy salute, their race's highest war-god rites.

From now on, this starry expanse is yours to command.

He murmured low, convinced and obedient.

And at the battlefield's center.

That Causality Blade spanning ten light‑years, having fulfilled its mission, began to fade slowly.

Qin Hao hovered in space.

With the release of his divine‑body state, the suffocating pressure receded like a tide.

In its place came a bone‑deep exhaustion.

Cough...

Qin Hao's mouth corner trickled a trace of blood, his face as pale as paper.

That blade just now seemed effortless and carefree, but in truth it nearly drained all his vital essence.

Even his soul, from bearing too‑high a causality rule, showed faint cracks.

Putting on a show like that, sure enough one has to pay a price...

Qin Hao let out a bitter laugh in his heart, feeling his eyelids heavy.

Even his current condition was such that if the most ordinary escort ship arrived, it could blast him to pieces.

Having lost the support of strength, his body drifted helplessly in the vacuum.

But he did not feel fear.

Because he knew someone would come to fetch him.

Almost at the same second he relinquished his divine form.

A graceful figure came rushing straight toward him.

It was Qian Yin.

"Qin Hao!"

Her call came through the mental link.

The instant she made contact with Qin Hao, she flung her arms around him.

She held him so tightly, as if she wanted to fuse herself into his flesh and bone, afraid that if she loosened her grip he would vanish.

Qin Hao felt that familiar embrace.

He could feel her heart pounding violently, and the surge of her emotion.

"How... you're crying?"

Qin Hao forced his eyes open, looking at that rain-soaked pear-blossom face before him, and with effort lifted the corner of his mouth into a smile: "I'm not... still alive, am I?"

"Shut up! You're not allowed to say those two words!"

Qian Yin glared at him fiercely.

She fumbled about, pulling out various portable detectors, scanning him thoroughly, while choking out:

"Energy depleted, gene chain fractured 3%, neural overload…… You lunatic! Do you have any idea how dangerous that was just now? What if there's a backlash? What if you don't come back?"

Seeing the usually calm and rational genius scientist before him now babbling like a little girl, that faint fatigue in Qin Hao's heart miraculously dissipated somewhat.

"I know my limits."

Qin Hao gently lifted his hand; though his fingers trembled a little, he still wiped away the tear at the corner of her eye.

That tear droplet instantly condensed in the vacuum into a clear ice crystal, refracting the distant starlight.

"And..."

Qin Hao's voice grew gentle; he looked into Qian Yin's eyes and said earnestly, "I promised you I would come back—I keep my word."

Upon hearing those words, Qian Yin could no longer hold herself back.

Her lips pressed against Qin Hao's forehead.

It was a kiss devoid of any lust, yet containing a thousand words.

"We... finally won."

Qian Yin rested her forehead against Qin Hao's, whispering, "Now you can rest. We'll take care of the rest."

Qin Hao felt the warmth from his forehead; the nerves that had been taut for so long finally relaxed completely.

"Yeah."

"We won."

No longer needing to calculate each step's gains and losses, no longer needing to guard against higher-dimensional strikes, no longer needing to watch comrades fall one by one.

"Well..."

Qin Hao replied softly. After uttering that word, he felt drowsiness wash over him, and in the next moment he fell asleep.

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