Chapter 1887: Arrival of the Red Star

Arrival of the Red Star

The faint light of early morning slowly rose from the east as usual.

The fish-belly white bit by bit eroded the night. The twinkling stars gradually dimmed and disappeared, and the daylight shone upon the earth once more. At the same time, a touch of strange scarlet silently blurred at the horizon...

Steaming hot air rose from the breakfast stalls on the street. The passing pedestrians also noticed the abnormal change in the sky, pointing doubtfully at that touch of red coming from the north.

Soon, as if realizing something, after talking with each other, their eyes were gradually occupied by horror!

The Chengtian Prefecture, which had long entered a state of high alert, immediately dispatched many personnel, orderly beginning to direct the evacuation of the people and maintain order within the Domain.

Sun Bumian stood by the window, looking at a scarlet dot adorning the sky above, his brows furrowed deeply.

"It's here huh..."

"It's the same as the time Lu Xun predicted." In the Glass reflection, another Sun Bumian also spoke in a deep voice, "Hearts and the others should have already set off... I just don't know what the final result will be."

Sun Bumian shook his head helplessly.

Sun Bumian turned back and walked to the table. His fingertips gently rubbed that standing Blood-Colored Holy Grail, muttering to himself:

"Hopefully..."

"Everything goes smoothly for them."

As his voice fell, Sun Bumian turned to leave.

Just at this moment,

The Blood-Colored Holy Grail quietly sitting on the table vibrated slightly.

"Mhm?"

Sun Bumian seemed to hear something and suddenly turned his head to look at the Holy Grail on the table. He watched as that Holy Grail, which had never reacted, actually began to vibrate at a high frequency, and a touch of strange brilliance instantly surfaced in his eyes.

...

Ancient Vault of the Military Path.

A touch of crimson silently spread among the dim clouds.

Below the giant sword, those phantom projections of the Demigods of the Way of the Soldier from different eras seemed to realize something at the same time, their gazes abruptly shooting up towards the sky...

"It's that meteor?"

"It came back again??"

"Not good... Its trajectory this time seems to be coming straight for Earth."

The successive generations of Demigods of the Way of the Soldier saw through the Red Star's trajectory at a glance, and a tense aura permeated the air.

"Over three hundred years ago, humanity almost went extinct because of it..."

"This time, it actually came again."

"Who else can stop it?"

"Damn it, if only I still had a physical body, I would definitely step into the starry sky and sever it."

"That star is too special. Even if we were still alive, we couldn't cause too much damage to it..."

"Unless..."

Everyone's gaze turned to that giant sword towering over heaven and earth.

At this moment, below the hilt of the sword, an armored figure still maintained the posture of touching the hilt, standing there... Black ribbons danced in the wind. He closed his eyes, unmoving like a sculpture.

He had already maintained this posture without moving for several days.

At the same time,

The Killing Intent phantom behind him slowly opened his eyes.

This youth who floated out from Bai Qi's body had been guarding here for several days. The other Demigods of the Way of the Soldier hadn't spared using Killing Intent to block attacks, but they were all intercepted by him...

"Are you ready?" Bai Qi, holding the hilt with one hand like a sculpture, suddenly spoke.

"Mhm."

Jian Changsheng, outlined by the Killing Intent phantom, nodded slightly.

"Getting close to the Red Star might result in your soul being completely destroyed." Bai Qi said lightly, "Are you not afraid?"

"Afraid?" Jian Changsheng smiled, "I am the Six of Spades of the Dusk Society... Our Dusk Society's biggest goal is to hack the Red Star to death. Having the chance to hack it, I should be excited."

"Moreover..."

"I should already be a dead person anyway. To finally have the chance to strike a blow for humanity one more time is my honor."

An imperceptible touch of appreciation flashed in Bai Qi's eyes.

"Compared to the first time you barged into the Ancient Vault of the Military Path, you have indeed changed a lot."

"People, they always have to grow up." Jian Changsheng shrugged, "Having experienced so many things, even if I'm a side character, I should have a bit of a protagonist's shadow..."

The back of a Red-Clad Performer flashed in Jian Changsheng's mind, and a faint smile hooked at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Qi didn't say anything more. His gaze slowly looked at the many Demigod phantom projections around him.

He spoke calmly:

"You all..."

"Do you want to be cowards... or heroes?"

...

Gray World.

Weak Water Realm Ruins.

A haze-like world enveloped the city ruins. The originally bustling streets and towering buildings were now worn down by time and wind and sand. The massive clock on the Clock Tower was frozen at a certain moment many years ago. That was the last glory of the Ruoshui Domain.

At this moment, in the very center of the Ruoshui ruins, two tombstones stood silently.

——[Tomb of Wen Ruoshui];

——[Tomb of Lou Yu];

Rustle.

Two handfuls of white flowers were gently placed in front of the tombstones.

Seven figures stood silently around the tombstones. A touch of scarlet slowly spread in the sky behind them.

"During the Great Cataclysm before, you were always Acting as a Safety Net for us. I didn't expect that after so many years... we still have to rely on you to Act as a Safety Net for us." Ji Xuan looked at Wen Ruoshui's tombstone and smiled bitterly, "After so many years... we really haven't improved at all."

"In this era, kind people always take the first step." Yang Xiao spoke with a complex expression, "Whether it's Ruoshui, or Lou Yu... it's the same."

Wen Ruoshui naturally didn't need to be mentioned. Although his presence wasn't strong usually, he was always an existence of utmost importance among the Nine Monarchs. His gentleness and strength made everyone admire him;

Lou Yu and Wen Ruoshui were two extremes. His decisiveness and ruthlessness directly snuffed out any factors in the future that would affect the other eight Monarchs in the cradle, even if that factor was himself... In a sense, his heart was the most resolute one among the Nine Monarchs.

The two extremes of the Nine Monarchs had already turned into two tombstones. The remaining seven Monarchs stood in these desolate ruins, their hearts filled with mixed feelings.

"They haven't left..." Lu Xun's voice rang out from behind the group,

"They, have just become the cornerstone for humanity to walk towards the final victory."

Lu Xun looked up at the gradually approaching scarlet dot of light in the sky, and spoke softly:

"We... will also become a part of the cornerstone."

"Then let's agree beforehand, whoever survives in the end, will erect monuments for the others." Qi Muyun loosened the black tie around his neck.

"What if we all die?"

"Director Chen will erect them for us."

Seven White Coat Wearers fluttered in the ruins.

An empty city, two tombstones, seven white coats... Lu Xun, Yang Xiao, Su Zhiwei, Wu Tongyuan, Qi Muyun, Ji Xuan, Chu Changqing turned around at the same time. Their gazes looked at the sky gradually dyed crimson, only resolution and calmness left in their eyes.

Lu Xun patted the surface of the tombstone, as if patting an old friend's shoulder, murmuring:

"Wish us good luck..."

The next moment,

Seven white coats rose into the air, turning into streams of light, and disappeared at the end of the scarlet horizon.