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Chapter 240: The Tyrant's End! Kneel to Me!

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There was no colossal explosion as imagined, nor any world‑shattering commotion.

Crack—!

A crisp sound rang.

It was as light as shattering a piece of cheap glass.

That so‑called Divine Core shattered completely!

Buzz—!

As the core was destroyed, the golden corpses covering the hills and fields around lost all their luster in an instant.

The metal weathered into gray‑white rock, which then crumbled into drifting sand.

Whoosh—!

A cold wind blew.

Ashes rose across the sky, scattering everywhere.

It resembled a bleak white snowstorm sending off the dead.

The Quasi‑Myth tyrant who had just been toying with the masses in the arena, his aura soaring to the heavens, just like that…

Dispersed?!

"Tsk."

Su Ming stood at the center of the gray‑white storm, clutching a handful of sand still slipping away.

A bizarre sense of absurdity inexplicably rose in his heart.

"So that's gone?"

"Worked all day, and you can't even hear a sound?"

"This BOSS is way too shabby!"

Su Ming curled his lip, about to complain about this blood loss.

But the next moment, the melancholy in his eyes vanished completely.

Got it!

Amid the swirling ash, something hadn't vanished entirely.

A fragment of Finger Bone emitting a faint golden glow floated silently in midair!

Although it was merely a Broken Finger.

Yet the pressure it exuded still made one's knees feel weak.

"That's how it should be! The corpse‑touch phase—late but on time!"

Su Ming rubbed his hands, instantly put on a grin, and reached out to snatch it.

【Eye of Truth】, analyze!

Buzz—!

Golden text shimmered into view.

【Name】: Tyrant's Index Finger

【Quality】: Quasi‑Myth

【Effect】: Kneel! No casting time, no reasoning! Consumes mental energy, targets a single entity or area within sight, forcibly imposing dozens‑fold Rule gravity!

【Karma Overview】: Caesar was a respectable man in life; his favorite pastime was pointing this finger at his subjects' heads! Whoever stood and spoke to Him, He would crush that person's leg.

"Yo‑he—!"

Su Ming looked at the Finger Bone in his hand, his smile barely contained.

This thing… is kind of interesting!

One could even say it truly resonates with him!

No flashy damage calculations, no convoluted judgment formulas.

Its main feature is one thing—

Specifically to crush any dissent!

From now on, anyone who displeases him needn't even be touched.

A simple finger stretch forces them to kneel and sing of conquest!

Isn't this swagger just as impressive as cutting someone down?

"Good stuff, take it!"

Su Ming casually tossed the Finger Bone, satisfied, and slipped it into the Dimensional Reduction Warehouse.

Although this skill is a massive mana drain, continuously consuming mental energy…

But conveniently, in his Dragon Soul Fusion state, he lacks nothing in mental power!

And with the upgraded Source Blood as a safety net, how could he lose?!

Having finished, Su Ming lowered his gaze to the ground.

Among the rubble, an inconspicuous fragment glowed faintly.

If the Eye of Truth hadn't captured the fluctuations of these items…

Then this thing would truly be no different from a roadside pebble.

"What's this? A giveaway?"

Su Ming crouched, activating his pupil power again.

"Hm?!"

On the fragment's surface, an extremely conspicuous letter was etched—

【S】.

"Again it's S?"

Su Ming squinted, the golden light in his pupils surged to the limit as he tried to force a parse.

However.

This time…

Not going well!

The Eye of Truth seemed to encounter a garbled virus program.

The visual field was filled with snowflake noise, and his head tingled with a sting.

"Damn! So bizarre?!"

It took a full half minute before, with great effort like squeezing toothpaste, a few lines of blurry tiny characters emerged.

Name: Fragment of the Key to the Sky

Quality: Myth

Karma Overview: Gather all fragments, and perhaps the true Gate can be opened!

"Just this tiny fragment is Myth‑grade?"

"Key to the Sky… the true Gate?"

Su Ming chewed over those words, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

It seems the water up there is murkier than the abyss below!

Before he could think it over,

Rumble—!!!

The entire arena began to shake violently.

This time it wasn't a special effect; it was really collapsing!

It wasn't the collapse caused by the aftershocks of the previous battle.

But… it began to dissipate!

The gray‑white sky peeled away in large sheets like a mirror, revealing behind it a pitch‑black, deep void turbulence, resembling a series of man‑eating gaping mouths.

The ground beneath their feet started to liquefy…

The wax torch turned to ash, its tears already dried!

"The instance is collapsing?!"

Wang Dongfeng's face turned ashen, a bit nervous.

The next second.

An irresistible massive suction arrived.

"Whoa!"

The three of them were blinded, instantly swallowed by the spatial turbulence!

……

Huh—!

The heavy feeling of standing on solid ground vanished.

The engine roared back to life.

We're back!

Vision cleared, no longer the oppressive ancient‑god arena, but a narrow cabin.

"Mr. Su, hold on tight!"

Wang Dongfeng reacted swiftly; after grasping the control stick, he instantly regained his composure.

"We lost a bit of time earlier; let me speed things up!"

Everything returned to normal, continuing onward toward the destination.

Su Ming pulled out his phone.

"Hm?!"

The time displayed on it…

It was already 8:45 AM!

"What the heck?!"

Su Ming's brows twitched slightly.

When they entered that instance, it was clearly still late night.

Inside, they played cards and dismantled Gundams; all in all, only an hour or two passed.

How come when they came out, it was already almost nine in the morning?!

"The flow of time is off…"

Su Ming muttered to himself, squinting slightly.

Is the time flow in that S‑shaped instance faster than outside?

Or perhaps, while traversing the spatial turbulence just now, the sense of time became blurred?

"I can't make sense of it; the rules up there are a bit… off‑kilter…"

Su Ming sighed, directing his gaze once again out the window.

We've only just left, not yet arrived at Sakura Country, and the fun is already this abundant.

When we actually get there, who knows what weirdness might be waiting......

The cabin was very quiet.

Su Ming stared at the droplets sliding down the wall of his soda bottle, his mind rapidly replaying the events.

It was said before.

That battle just now, though it seemed thrilling, essentially let him see through the pattern of this S‑type copy.

The so‑called Golden Law, in plain terms, is just taking Mental Pollution to the extreme with high‑level hypnosis plus a large‑scale magic show.

Once you see through the essence, it's just a joke.

"But…"

Su Ming squinted slightly.

"If S‑rank copies all follow this logic, does that mean…"

"The other blind boxes in Sky Above also adhere to some extreme single Rule?"

"They also, like S99, have rewards to claim?!"

If this inference holds.

Then this sky, regarded by everyone as a forbidden zone, for him…

Might just be a huge open‑air rich mine!

In the future, when resources run low, or when idle, hop on a cargo plane and fly up for a spin…

Maybe it'll be faster than scraping miserably on the ground?!

"Looks like we'll have to have Chen Beixuan organize a private transport brigade…"

"I need to reserve this atmospheric mining right first!"

Buzz—

Just then, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, interrupting the grand commercial blueprint.

Su Ming raised an eyebrow.

The phone he's using now is an Official special‑made phone.

Before boarding, he also consulted Wang East Wind; it can be used normally on it!

He pulled it out and saw two characters flashing on the screen—

Zhao Gang!

"Hmm? Old Zhao?"

Su Ming was a bit surprised.

Since arriving at Jincheng, he's been so busy his feet never touch the ground, and he really hasn't had a proper chat with Zhao Gang.

"Su… Mr. Su…"

The voice from the handset sounded a bit hoarse.

"What's wrong?"

Su Ming furrowed his brows slightly and sat up a little straighter.

He knows Zhao Gang too well.

That tone…

That definitely means something's wrong!

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