Chapter 1239: Layout and the Left-Behind

After a microsecond-long daze, Lin An's gaze turned fierce; without hesitation he slashed out again with his twin swords!

Spiritual energy erupted, and the effect of spacetime compression was added to the brutal sword qi, pursuing ultimate destruction!

Even if... the opponent is Fiona...

The violent sword pressure pressed down on the girl's head, as if in an instant reenacting the previous blood burst.

That brief hesitation already showed Lin An's softening.

Possession? Control? Soul swapping?

Although it wasn't clear what was going on with the Fiona before him, seeing her familiar smile and attire, he almost instantly realized the girl before him was not Fiona but Andre.

Since it's Andre, he's the enemy!

Even if Andre stepped forward now and told him that Fiona would die after this sword strike, Lin An would not hesitate in the slightest!

Yes, he indeed had a bit of fondness for Fiona, but that fondness was not enough to stop him!

"As expected..."

"You're no longer human..."

Facing the sword blade about to explode her head, Fiona standing in place showed no intention to dodge.

Only seeing the girl's smile not diminish, as if she were sighing about something.

At the same moment, a red light flashed in her eyes, and then the whole event seemed to freeze.

Wind ceased, sword ceased.

Without waiting for Lin An to react, a tremor in his heart, a soft voice again sounded in his mind:

"No need to exert yourself, Lin An."

"This is the mental space; there is no concept of time."

A light laugh.

Fiona slowly raised her hand, her slender fingers casually deflecting the Cain's Blade aimed at her head.

"I thought you'd hesitate upon seeing Fiona."

"After all, she truly cares for you. She immediately thought to warn you..."

Shaking his head, Andre, possessing Fiona's body, sighed, as if regretting something.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

His brows furrowed tightly.

Suddenly realizing he had no spiritual energy within, like a mere thought-form, Lin An also realized that when he launched his attack, he had likely been pulled into the mental space by Andre.

Here, it seems only usable for communication, unable to attack the true body.

Faced with Andre's strange behavior, he couldn't help but feel wary.

He was certain he had slain Andre, and certain the body before him was Fiona's, not some illusionary disguise.

The reason was simple: he heard the system's point notification.

If Andre could fake the system prompt, then he had nothing to say.

Being able to do this, directly deceiving his thoughts, there was no need to continue the battle.

Observing the mental space without changing expression, Lin An instinctively sought a way to break free.

Although Andre looked strange, he seemed intent on chatting with him.

But who knows, perhaps this is Andre's trump card?

"Soul Master"... this eerie ability, he had to guard against.

Seeing that Lin An still held strong killing intent, Andre habitually chuckled and spoke softly.

Yet, while possessing Fiona's body, he now seemed somewhat "resentful".

"Lin An, no need to look for where I hid my means."

"Since our first meeting, I've said I want to cooperate with you."

"Killing you means nothing to me."

"And just now, didn't I also say I was giving up on killing 'Lei En'?"

Looking at the earnest Fiona before him, Lin An felt an inexplicable strangeness rise in his heart; the iciness in his gaze did not diminish in the slightest.

"Give up on killing Lei En? Why bother continuing this word game."

"Speak, what exactly do you want to say?"

Ignoring Andre's explanation, Lin An saw that he indeed could not find a way to break free in the short term, so he simply sheathed his sword.

He put away his smile.

Seeing Lin An unmoved, Andre sighed and simply returned to calm:

"Alright."

"I know you have many doubts and don't trust me."

"But I can tell you, I really haven't deceived you about anything. At least this time, I didn't intend to kill you."

"In fact, I need you to help me with something; you can understand it as cooperation."

"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation?"

Hearing Andre's words, a flicker of surprise crossed Lin An's eyes, and he instinctively asked.

The next second, Andre, expressionless, pointed toward outside the mental space at the North American Awakened Ones frozen in place.

"Kill them."

"I want you to slaughter them all!"

"Let's start from the beginning; otherwise, given your personality, you'll likely not believe me."

Casually conjuring two high-backed chairs in the mental space, Andre wearily leaned on a chair and spoke calmly:

Lin An, I believe you have already discovered that there are Alien Species in your warzone, right?

How about it, have they already taken action against you?

His heart chilled, Lin An tightly stared at Fei Ou Na's face, then after a moment he sank his voice and asked back:

Do you also have Alien Species there?

The Alien Species in North America are mixed among your people, so you want me to kill them!?

Pa

A smile appeared on the face.

Only saw Andre applaud approvingly, his eyes full of admiration:

Talking to smart people is simple.

That's right, North America also has Alien Species!

However, they are different from yours. They came from other worlds long ago and have always hidden among humans!

They..

They call themselves gods!

As the words fell, Lin An's eyes involuntarily flashed a strange hue.

They have existed among humans since ancient times? That's exactly the possibility he and Chu An had speculated about before. For example, in the Soviet Russia Evil God Instance, there are 'Survivors' who came from other worlds. According to Andre's meaning, behind the religious background that once appeared in the North American Warzone lies..

The verification and confirmation of information.

In an instant, Lin An couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

That's right, his earlier speculation had him doubting those strange existences and legends in human history before the Apocalypse.

But speculation is speculation, he had no direct evidence.

If the facts are truly so, then how much of human history is really true..

Seeing Lin An not speaking, Andre muttered to himself:

When I discovered them, it was probably before the trial.

They 'released' me and displayed miracles before me. It was also thanks to their help that I quickly took control of the North American Warzone.

But I know they are just using me as a puppet, blocking in front of the system.

Heh..

I don't know what their purpose is, but I know they seem to be afraid of the Doomsday System.

One month before entering the competition, they discovered I didn't want to cooperate with them, so they secretly acted against me.

During this period, I had to flee into an instance and obtained some things.

With these things, they also temporarily dare not act against me.

Listening to Andre's account, Lin An furrowed his brows.

It seems the gains Andre mentioned from the instance are the previous system permissions and a strength obviously not matching his progress.

However, judging by that, the instance Andre went through is probably extremely high difficulty..

So you want to resist them?

You want to use my hand to kill them all?

But can't you do it? With your current strength, opposing a third-rank high-level should be no problem, right? And if you kill them here, what about the real world?

Or are you saying these Remnants are only these?

The key question, he asked coldly.

Facing any of Andre's words, Lin An could never fully believe.

Even if Andre's current strength is everything, Lin An doesn't think he can't take down the North American Awakened Ones.

Moreover, it's impossible for everyone in the North American Warzone to be Alien Species, right? Killing them all would incur an immeasurable cost, and the situation in the real world would completely collapse!

However, facing Lin An's questioning, Andre merely smiled:

"Remnants? Is that the name you gave them? Very fitting."

"That's right, there are still many of these Remnants in the North American reality, and I don't even know how many of the high-level are their people."

"Lin An, do you think I don't need to eliminate all North American Awakened Ones just to get rid of the Remnants?"

"No, you're wrong."

"You're too kind and soft.. Lin An.."

"Killing a batch is a batch; only the dead won't expose me."

"If I have to live under others' control, I'd rather destroy everything!"

"What if everyone in the North American Warzone dies?"

"I am Andre! No one can control me!"

"Those monsters want to hide under the system's nose; they must have a large number of humans to cover for them!"

"Rather than compromise, I'd rather let everyone be buried together with them!"

"No one... can control me!"

As the words fell, Andre's eyes instantly burst with a ball of light.

In his eyes, Lin An instantly understood that emotion.

That is, extreme pride.

For some reason, Lin An actually saw the shadow of the Second Will on Andre.

One is an experimental subject that crawled out of hell, no matter what must survive and take revenge.

One is..

Absolutely proud, regarding himself as a divine spirit apl.