Chapter 1418: The Final Voice of the South Sea Domain

The Final Voice of the South Sea Domain

Enduring the intense pain in his spirit, Teacher Ye forcefully stimulated the Thought Storm, knocking unconscious all the civilians in the surroundings. However, just this simple action caused his figure to sway once again, nearly fainting on the spot.

Breathing painfully, Teacher Ye stepped out bloody footprints step by step, walking towards Little Peach who was baring her fangs at him ferociously...

His pale knuckles slowly tightened around the gun grip.

"Teacher Ye...?"

Little White didn't know what had happened, but he could sense that Teacher Ye's gaze as he looked at Little Peach had changed somewhat... He stood there blankly, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Little Peach's berserk pupils stared fixedly at Teacher Ye. Her figure directly transformed into a flaxen-colored afterimage, charging towards that tottering body.

Teacher Ye took a deep breath and activated his abilities once again.

The Thought Storm swept through Little Peach's mind, temporarily dispelling the berserk state that had invaded her consciousness. Little Peach, who had already arrived in front of Teacher Ye, visibly regained her clarity. Her body, originally on all fours, also stood up step by step...

"I..."

"What am I doing?"

Thud——

Teacher Ye's body completely lost its support and fell heavily onto the ground.

"Teacher Ye!!" Little Peach cried out in alarm, quickly running in front of Teacher Ye and attempting to help him up.

But the instant she touched Teacher Ye's skin, a bone-piercing coldness caused her body to shudder. That pulse, which was almost no longer beating, became the countdown to Teacher Ye's life.

Teacher Ye collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud. His chest heaved violently like a broken bellows, as if he couldn't even move a single finger anymore.

Teacher Ye could feel that he had already lost the ability to control this physical body. Even his final spiritual will was about to vanish. The Thought Calamity's storm was frantically nibbling away at his final bit of clarity.

"Teacher Ye... what happened to you, Teacher Ye??" Little Peach was so frightened she was about to cry.

"Little... Peach..."

Teacher Ye's pained and struggling eyes gazed at Little Peach who was kneeling in front of him. The hand gripping the gun trembled slightly, but he simply couldn't lift it.

Ultimately, he seemed to have decided something. He fused his final thought into the Thought Storm and swept it into Little Peach's mind.

Little Peach's body shuddered slightly.

In this instant, she saw many things...

She saw one familiar figure after another turn into berserk monsters. She saw the entire South Sea Domain being trampled into ruins by the Calamities of the Forbidden Sea. She saw Teacher Ye tearfully shooting down the children he had personally raised, one after another...

Little Peach was stunned. It was as if she had a nightmare, her face also as pale as paper.

She stiffly lowered her head, looking at the figure in her arms.

The blood-red dress shirt had frozen into ice in the cold wind. That teacher who had single-handedly founded the Integration Faction and raised all the children had already closed his eyes at this moment. On his face, which retained remnants of remorse and sorrow, there was no longer the warmth of life.

He was dead.

His body had turned into a stiff block of ice. His thoughts were swallowed by the Thought Calamity, returning once again to the end of nothingness...

Clatter——

The palm that Teacher Ye had still been clenching tightly just a moment ago had loosened at some unknown time. A pitch-black handgun slid onto the ground.

Little Peach understood.

She knew why he had come.

"Teacher Ye!!!!" Little White charged over like a gust of wind, hugging Teacher Ye, who had completely lost his breath, into his arms. He wailed heart-rendingly, like a child who had lost everything.

Little Peach's pale and cracked lips parted slightly...

"Little White..."

"Little Peach, Teacher Ye, he..."

"Little White!!"

Little White's voice stopped abruptly. His reddened eyes looked at Little Peach, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Little Peach took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

"Little White... do me a favor, okay?"

"...What favor?"

"Carry Teacher Ye out, and then, wait for me outside the door."

Although Little White didn't understand why Little Peach suddenly said this, he still obediently nodded, carefully carrying Teacher Ye's corpse on his back.

"Little Peach... what are you going to do?"

Little Peach silently picked up the handgun Teacher Ye had dropped on the ground. She slowly stood up straight, squeezing out a smile from the corner of her mouth:

"Nothing, just wait for me at the door for a while... It'll be quick."

"Oh, okay."

Carrying Teacher Ye's corpse on his back, Little White left the room.

Little Peach's hand gripping the gun tightened forcefully. She turned her head to look, her gaze falling upon that heavily damaged radio station.

The cold wind continuously rolled in through the shattered windows, covering the equipment and microphones with a thin layer of frost. Messy wires swayed silently in the wind, and behind them was the devastated city.

She seemed to have made some kind of decision, walking straight up to the microphone. Her flaxen-colored overcoat fluttered in the wind filled with the smell of blood.

She gently blew on the surface of the microphone:

"...Hello?"

...

Meanwhile,

The radio stations of the major domains, which had long since lost contact and fallen silent, once again sounded out with a voice from the South Sea Domain.

The radio station of the Spirit Void Domain, which was currently broadcasting the battle situation of the major domains in real-time, exploded into an uproar at this moment. Startled and pleasantly surprised voices rang out one after another:

"Is that a signal from the South Sea Domain??"

"What's going on? Didn't the South Sea Domain already announce its fall ten minutes ago?"

"Did they pull through?? Are there still survivors in the South Sea Domain?"

"——Quiet!!!"

An authoritative voice rang out, interrupting everyone's discussion.

A figure wearing a suit and leather shoes walked up to the radio station's equipment. Everyone quieted down at this moment.

"The government of the South Sea Domain has already activated the 'Fall' secret key... announcing that they have been completely breached." The man paused for a moment, his gaze as he looked at the radio somewhat complex.

"What we are hearing now..."

"Is perhaps the final voice of the South Sea Domain."

At this moment, the entire venue was silent.

...

The same scene also appeared in other major domains.

Heavenly Pivot, Hidden Cloud, Suspended Jade... These domains enveloped in the flames of war and despair all simultaneously received this voice from the South Sea Domain. Some among them already knew the fate of the South Sea Domain, while others were still unaware. However, this youthful girl's voice from the South Sea Domain attracted their attention.

And the instant this "Hello" rang out,

In a certain Underground Palace deep within the Gray World, a figure in red, dead drunk upon the throne, had their eyelids twitch slightly.

He seemed to be having a nightmare, half-asleep and half-awake, his brows furrowed tightly... He seemed to feel that the sound of this radio was a bit too noisy for sleeping. He reached out a hand and groped around haphazardly, intending to turn it off.

But in the next moment, that young girl's voice once again rang out from the radio:

"I am Fusionist, Xi Xiaotao."

The hand belonging to the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe suddenly stopped in mid-air.