Chapter 321: I Want This World to Be Buried With Me!

Ning Hai had already prepared to use brainwaves to open the communication device, to notify the guards to come in and clean up the corpse pieces.

However Lu Xingfeng was unwilling to just die like that; he circulated his internal strength throughout his body and, with the arm whose wrist was broken, forcibly gripped the mechanical arm.

"Ah!"

After a beast-like roar.

He actually wrenched the mechanical arm off from his shoulder!

On the tip of the mechanical arm still hung flesh torn from his neck.

At the broken shoulder, blood spurted wildly!

In the blink of an eye, he glared with a twisted face, stepped forward two steps, lifted his foot to press on Ning Hai's chest, and threw the mechanical arm away.

Bang!

A blast sound.

The mechanical arm exploded, leaving a deep pit two meters in diameter on the metal floor.

"You!" Ning Hai exclaimed in shock.

Lu Xingfeng didn't utter another word, stomping down hard!

Crack!

Ning Hai's chest shattered, his organs burst all over the ground; he died without even managing to send a distress signal.

"Dad!" a startled cry suddenly rang out.

Lu Xingfeng didn't even have time to feel the joy of victory; his heart sank and he hurriedly turned back.

Ning Yao stood at the hall entrance, her face already devoid of color.

She had previously left in anger, but after a while calmed down considerably, thinking that Ning Hai had always lovingly been her biological father, the words she said severing the father‑daughter relationship were truly hurtful, so she decided to apologize to her father and then have a proper talk.

Just as she reached near the hall, she suddenly heard faintly an explosion from inside the door.

So she directly opened the door and rushed in.

As a result, she actually witnessed Lu Xingfeng kill her father in such a brutal manner.

"Dad!!!"

A mournful shout echoed through the hall.

From the hall entrance to Ning Hai's position is over a hundred meters, yet Ning Yao rushed over in the blink of an eye; in extreme anger and grief, she slammed Lu Xingfeng flying over ten meters away.

Bang!

The flying‑back Lu Xingfeng heavily smashed into the wall, blasting a big hole in the metal wall, then fell to the ground.

"Dad… Dad! Wake up, Dad!" Ning Yao knelt beside Ning Hai's corpse, crying into tears, "I was wrong… I will listen to you from now on, Dad… please don't abandon me, I beg you…"

She truly never imagined that the only relative by her side, the person who had treated her best in this life, would suddenly leave her like that.

Life and death separation occurred without any warning, yet before her father died, she had left behind the harshest words that hurt his heart the most.

Heaven didn't even give her a chance to apologize.

The immense grief and regret had already consumed her.

Lu Xingfeng staggered to his feet, circulated internal strength to stop the bleeding, temporarily stabilized the meridians of his fractured wrist, stared fixedly at Ning Yao's back, his expression complex.

After a slight hesitation of two seconds, he gritted his teeth, killing intent surfaced in his eyes.

Given the situation, before the Descending Legion's guard detachment discovers us, we probably have to eliminate Ning Yao as well.

Based on my identity, status, and formidable strength, I can certainly take over the entire Descending Legion, command tens of millions of genetically modified soldiers and highly advanced military technology, and easily rule this planet with billions of inhabitants and abundant resources.

Moreover, Ye Zhiqiu is in this world.

By then, not only can I rule the whole world, but I can also fulfill my aspiration of over a hundred years.

Compared to that, my feelings of over a hundred years for Ning Yao are utterly insignificant.

Lu Xingfeng had no more hesitation, enduring the intense pain, with his severely wounded right hand he drew his sidearm from his waist, aimed at Ning Yao, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

After a gunshot.

Immersed in immense grief, Ning Yao collapsed with a bang, falling onto Ning Hai's corpse.

Lu Xingfeng walked over and kicked Ning Yao's body.

Ning Yao's half of her head was blown away by the bullet; on her remaining face tears still slowly slid down.

Lu Xingfeng burst into loud laughter, "Hehe… hahaha! All of this is mine now!"

"You… what are you saying?" Ning Yao's voice suddenly sounded.

Lu Xingfeng, as if seeing a ghost, shuddered, hastily retreated a few steps, pointing his gun at Ning Yao.

All that could be seen was the supposedly dead Ning Yao, her mutilated lips slightly opening, "Lu Xingfeng… you will not die well…"

Lu Xingfeng's pupils constricted; he hurriedly dumped all the bullets from his handgun at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao's body was riddled like a sieve, yet her broken frame managed to stagger upright, half her brain slanted on her shoulder, a single eyeball protruding from its socket stared fixedly at Lu Xingfeng.

Lu Xingfeng has also seen countless grand scenes, and even countless grotesque corpses.

Yet the sight before him still made his flesh creep.

Especially that overwhelming hatred made his liver tremble involuntarily.

"How could this be…" Lu Xingfeng broke out in a cold sweat, "Even my 160 years of powerful internal strength couldn't keep someone alive after such injuries; I only taught you superficial techniques, your internal skill is just ordinary… how did you manage this?"

As his words fell, Ning Yao's eyeball turned entirely blood‑red, and from her broken body sprouted over a dozen bloody tentacles that coiled Ning Hai's corpse into them.

Those tentacles were covered with fang‑like barbs, and their tips bore sharp mouthparts.

As the tentacles writhed and surged, Ning Hai's corpse was devoured completely, not even a bone fragment left.

This scene directly made Lu Xingfeng vomit.

After dry heaving several times, he suddenly realized, "Wait! This situation is… is due to gene fusion! Ning Yao, when did you undergo genetic modification?"

"Not right, not right—aside from the early stage of the gene research project being able to produce such monsters, later gene serums don't alter one's appearance, so you… you…"

Lu Xingfeng didn't even get a chance to think more before Ning Yao gave him no answer; several tentacles flew straight out and pierced his body.

Although Lu Xingfeng possessed high martial prowess and deep internal strength, he had already been severely injured; even exerting his utmost, he could not resist, and helplessly watched himself being dragged before Ning Yao.

"You... go die." Ning Yao uttered an icy voice.

The next second, more than ten tentacles slowly tore Lu Xingfeng apart.

Lu Xingfeng was in excruciating pain, yet because his internal skill was formidable, he did not breathe his last for a moment; he even watched his own beating heart being pulled out by the tentacles, sent into Ning Yao's mouth, where she tore, chewed, and swallowed it.

In the end, Lu Xingfeng left no corpse behind.

Ning Yao not only returned to her normal appearance, but also absorbed Lu Xingfeng's formidable internal strength accumulated over more than a hundred years.

However, after regaining her sanity, Ning Yao did not quell the anger in her heart for having slaughtered her father's killer; instead, her grief and rage intensified, with no outlet.

"If it weren't for the Ning Jinli family... my father wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have discovered things being like this now..."

"Ning Jinli, Ning Shan, Ye Zhiqiu—I want you dead! I want this whole world to be buried alongside you!"

……

Because the supreme ruler, the Descended Heavenly Sovereign, had passed away, Ning Yao, as his only daughter and heir, directly became the new Descended Heavenly Sovereign.

Ning Yao changed into a gold‑threaded robe, put on a gold mask like Ning Hai's, and sat on the throne in the Heavenly Sovereign's Hall.

Before the throne stretched a gold flight of steps over ten meters long; on either side, tens of thousands of senior members from the various divisions of the Descended Legion stood in neat rows according to rank and position, kneeling on one knee and swearing allegiance.

"Launch the attack immediately," Ning Yao coldly issued her first command as the new Descended Heavenly Sovereign: "All Huaxia Guo nationals, or those on friendly terms with Huaxia, shall not be spared; furthermore, anyone from other countries or regions who refuses to submit shall be killed without mercy."

Half an hour later——

Within the Descended Legion's colossal pyramid‑shaped headquarters mothership, one aircraft after another, each larger than this world's biggest aircraft carrier, flew to high altitudes around the globe.

Then, like a beehive, these aircraft released vast numbers of combat aircraft, which headed straight for their respective targets and began indiscriminate bombardment.

This caught the entire world off guard.

Although the Descended Heavenly Sovereign had said he would give three days, less than two days had passed when the attack began, and from the outset it was aimed at slaughter.

Around the world, major cities turned into fiery ruins, and world‑class natural wonders forged by nature's craftsmanship were flattened.

The entire Earth had become a battlefield, with no nation or region able to escape.

Faced with the Descended Legion's overwhelming high‑tech assault, countless people felt as powerless as ants.

Innumerable people died in the Descended Legion's bombardment, and innumerable others committed suicide in despair.

Just one day later, more than half of the world's nations surrendered to the Descended Legion in hopes of survival, only to become its claws in slaughtering other nations.

As the main force of resistance, Huaxia Guo suffered increasing betrayals from allied nations while desperately fending off the Descended Legion, quickly incurring catastrophic casualties.

This nation, already the strongest on Earth in overall strength, suffered successive defeats under the Descended Legion's onslaught.

Shangguan Ying sent the entire Repair Plan Team, centered on Ning Jinli, to the safest and most concealed base, and mobilized every available force to fight to the death against the Descended Legion and its lackeys.

Several months passed……

Apart from Huaxia Guo, the entire world had fallen.

The whole world was shrouded in smoke that blotted out the sky; the heavens turned a yellow‑gray, and everywhere lay endless ruins and wreckage, like a doomsday scene.

And Huaxia Guo itself retained only scattered patches amounting to one‑tenth of its original territory, still not completely overrun.

Energy, supplies, and weaponry were all nearly exhausted.

Where once millions of soldiers served, fewer than a hundred thousand remained, while ordinary people were ruthlessly slaughtered by the Descended Legion, dwindling from over a billion to just tens of millions.

Huaxia civilization once again stood at the brink of life and death.

This time, however, it was more despair‑inducing than any previous crisis in history.

The war continued.

The Repair Plan Team also strove with all its might to turn the theory of spacetime dislocation into a realizable technology.

Ning Jinli was anxious beyond words, hating to be unable to leave the base and join the fight against the Descended Legion, but she knew that relying solely on her strength to enter the battlefield would be a drop in the bucket.

She could only suppress her anger and grief, patiently waiting within the base.

Finally, when Huaxia Guo's resistance bases had dwindled to just three, the Repair Plan Team's experiment succeeded.

As Shangguan Ying had said, they made use of the spacetime dislocation theory.

Before this, in her search for World No. 1, Ning Jinli had already visited thousands upon thousands of parallel worlds, leaving behind civilizational sparks in some and offering various forms of aid in others.

And these worlds were older than the original world by thousands, millions, even hundreds of millions or billions of years.

Since the parallel worlds Ning Jinli had explored all had their spacetime coordinates recorded.

If we take those existing coordinates as anchors, compare them to the present era of the original world, establish contact with the parallel worlds and send out a request‑for‑aid signal, then we might obtain help from civilizations that have already developed in those other parallel worlds.

This is a high‑stakes gamble fraught with enormous uncertainty.

Limited by current technological levels and energy supply, the Repair Plan Team could only convert the plea for help into an electronic signal for transmission across spacetime.

Moreover, spacetime positioning might not be precise; even if it were accurate, there was no guarantee that the complete help signal could be sent successfully.

Even assuming the positioning was correct and the signal was fully transmitted, the parallel‑world civilizations that received the plea might not choose to come, or might lack the capability to do so.

After all, compared to those worlds, far too much time has elapsed.

No one knows whether the civilizations that once received Ning Jinli's aid still remember her, would feel grateful for her help, and be willing to repay it.

Furthermore, it is possible that many of those civilizations have already perished.

Some perhaps never managed to develop sufficient high technology.

Some might have taken a wrong turn on their tech tree—for instance, possessing spacetime‑travel technology but failing to develop weaponry, or having weaponry superior to the Descended Legion yet never managing to research spacetime travel.

In short, there are too many possibilities and too much uncertainty.

Yet this is already the last and only hope for resisting the Descended Legion.

The device capable of transmitting a rescue signal across spacetime has been assembled; all that remains is to supply it with sufficient energy to activate it.

Upon hearing this good news right away, Shangguan Ying began calculating and analyzing in her office.

Not long after, a commander entered to report:

"Shangguan General, 'Another two strongholds have sent news: the Descending Legion has launched a targeted ground offensive, with the Multinational Surrenderers Legion as the vanguard and the Genetic Modification Legion as the main force…… We probably can't hold out much longer.'"

Huaxia Guo's remaining three strongholds are all built several kilometers underground.

Each stronghold has complete military-industrial defense facilities and can accommodate over twenty million people, equivalent to three super cities hidden deep underground.

Moreover, these three strongholds also store Huaxia Guo's last supplies and energy.

Now, Huaxia's remaining special forces numbering about one hundred thousand and the civilian population of over sixty million are also hidden respectively in the three strongholds.

Fortunately, the Descending Legion's super-weapon cannot directly penetrate rock layers several kilometers thick.

Unfortunately, they have already begun launching a ground offensive.

In terms of numbers, weaponry, energy supplies, and so on, the gap between the two sides is too huge; even if Huaxia's surviving defenders all make a last stand in the three remaining strongholds, their eventual breach is only a matter of time.

Hearing the commander's recent report, Shangguan Ying fell into thought.

The commander again said: 'According to current statistics, if we use all our energy, we should still be able to hold out for one or two months, but…… after one or two months, even if the Descending Legion hasn't launched an attack, our three strongholds will run out of energy and become three underground dead cities……'

'Hmm, I've already calculated that,' Shangguan Ying nodded slightly, 'Issue the order: activate all the energy from the other two strongholds and transmit it here in pure energy form.'

The commander stared for a moment, 'You mean we should abandon those two underground cities?'