I'll Bring Your Story to an End

"I Extraction the White Mist."

Kang De repeated it again.

The origins and essence of the Grewind Swarm Extraction from the locusts, from the fluid flowing through the veins of their nests, and from the process of raising humans in the cages of their nests.

It's White Mist.

The White Mist in that mirror world is a chaotic combination of countless Element.

That was something that had troubled, terrified, worried, and driven him to despair for over a year.

During his time on the desert island, Kang De devoted a great deal of energy to studying, deconstructing, and breaking through this white substance. At that time, he thought the White Mist World was his home and tried to break through this unknown and mysterious barrier to return to the world he was familiar with. However, after the Glittering Sand incident, he was able to Homecoming.

Earth remained calm and unchanged, but the doubts had not diminished in the slightest; on the contrary, they had increased. This was because the mirror world, which was exactly the same as Earth, still existed, and was even connected to Earth. The ever-shrinking time difference existed, and Earth's actions could dispel the White Mist and expand its range... All of this seemed to conceal a terrible truth and secret.

Kang De was often troubled by this, and his various discoveries in other worlds only exacerbated his concerns.

The Crimson Scroll clearly states that the main sign of the invasion of the Void Realm behind the Veil is the appearance of an invisible yet tangible White Mist. The spirits in the ancient ruins of the Comora on Earth know the name of the Fire Thief. That spirit was an Earthling who, by chance, gained the recognition of the Grewind Swarm, which had also appeared in the other world and been defeated by the previous Fire Thief... Little by little, the puzzle is gradually being pieced together.

All the signs and clues are connecting in a disturbing way.

Even today.

Kang De sat on the veins of the hive, a place deep and silent. The Grewind Swarm, which had nearly destroyed the Comora and could cause terrible disasters worldwide, was now as quiet as a chicken.

Dead silence, stillness, even docility.

It is waiting.

It is not waiting for its chosen owner.

Instead, it awaits the selection of the owner it desires.

A terrible and absurd thought flashed through Kang De's mind.

He could obtain everything from this insect hive if he so desired... loyalty and power.

But what will be the cost?

Then I thought of that mysterious and vast unknown land, with its suspended, Eye of Devouring, gathering all the screams, cries, sighs, and numb sounds of the world—the sounds of pain, the horns of destruction, the bells of doom.

It said, "Take it, take what belongs to you."

It says, "Complete your mission and draw the Veil on the end times."

Horus said softly, "... Father."

Kang De remained silent.

According to that book, the Grewind Swarm was merely the forerunner and the beginning of some terrible catastrophe.

The insect hive can imprison and raise humans, extracting White Mist -like power from them as energy for the hive's expansion, growth, and reproduction... and this is just the beginning.

"Horus, you say, if the terrible catastrophe described in that book were to happen to Earth, and indeed come to pass, then Earth, then this place..."

Kang De asked in a daze, "Could it turn into something like White Mist World?"

Life is gone, the planet is extinct, only the remnants of Civilization remain, skyscrapers stand tall, streets are bustling with traffic, and shops are filled with a dazzling array of goods, everything looks prosperous and lively.

But humans no longer exist.

Only the White Mist was omnipresent, shrouding a deathly silent world.

Humans no longer exist.

White Mist World, exactly like Earth, exists with a three-hour time difference.

Moreover, this time anchor point is gradually approaching.

So, one day, the timeline of the White Mist World will be completely synchronized with Earth's.

... what happens?

What happens?

Why are the time anchor points gradually approaching?

Because of the frequent activation of time flow reversal, and because of the frequent activation of large spatial portals.

--Complete your mission and lower the Veil of apocalypse.

They will eventually understand that fate is irresistible and unchangeable; everything was predetermined.

--As you see, as you think.

The echoes of the apocalypse reverberated in my mind.

Kang De's hands trembled involuntarily, and cold sweat even broke out on his face.

Damn it, what on earth happened? How could such a thing happen? Damn it, this...

"--Father!"

Horus's fierce roar echoed through the deathly silent underworld.

Kang De's gaze flickered slightly, but his expression remained blank.

"Calm down, calm down, Father. I don't care what you saw, I don't know what you went through, but I only know that panicking solves nothing."

The Transformers said, "So please calm down first."

Kang De slowly clenched his fist.

He whispered, "I saw something terrible... it could get even worse. I have doubts, but all my guesses are bad news. I..."

"Then listen to me first!"

Iron Son's electronic eyes gleamed with a cold, sharp crimson light as he stared at Kang De.

Without waiting for Kang De's reply, he went straight to the point. "You once told me the story before I was born, and I have also experienced everything that followed with you. Father, since you went to another world, our peaceful life has been disrupted. I ask you, what was the most dangerous and courageous battle of your life?"

Countless fragments flashed through my mind.

The battle between the Holy Seal Archipelago and the Black Beast was aided first by modern weapons, and later by magical creatures.

In the battle against the Wings of Wayne, they were caught off guard and had an overwhelming one-sided advantage.

In the Battle of Valentan, the Power of the Fire Thief was already beginning to emerge. They had Horus's assistance, Earth's advanced military technology and concepts, and later, the recognition and help of the Space-Time Dragon God.

The biggest challenges in supporting Danfeng Lucerne on two fronts stem from anxiety, pressure, and time constraints.

Kang De replied, "Glittering Sand."

With the death of his dearest friend, and the first group of friendly, trustworthy, and reliable people he met in this other world scattered and withered away overnight, he mustered the courage to start a new life, only to find himself alone in the Glittering Sand Town, filled with hostility and bloody memories. His mind was on the verge of collapse, and he resolved to avenge the knight. Thus, he declared war on the long-established viscount's forces, driven by madness, anger, and courage.

All their intelligence, courage, cunning, cruelty, and instincts were unleashed in that battle.

And in this process, they struggle between good and evil.

Finally, he grasped the last glimmer of light as the world crumbled, and by a twist of fate, he was able to Homecoming.

That battle was unforgettable and a victory we will never forget.

"Yes, it's Glittering Sand."

Horus said, "Alone, driven mad and terrified, your mind on the verge of collapse, facing a terrifying enemy intimately familiar with the local conditions, you relied on the hunter's fighting instincts, wisdom, and bestial cruelty, along with creations from modern society... and with a sliver of goodwill, you achieved the best possible outcome."

"So, what about this time?"

"Having already established a tremendous legacy and gained a renowned reputation in the other world, and accomplished feats that shook the five permanent members of the UN Security Council on Earth, solidifying his title as the strongest superhuman in the world, everything is developing in a positive direction. His personal power is growing stronger, and the resources he can mobilize are constantly increasing. Both Earth and the other world are developing in a positive direction, and the future holds infinite possibilities..."

Horus questioned, "This situation is far worse than what you were like in Glittering Sand. Back then, you still had the courage to fight bravely. Now, before the enemy has even shown themselves, you've already scared yourself into submission?"

Kang De lay down on his back and closed his eyes.

Glittering Sand.

He remembered the night the knight died.

Experiencing the loss of a loved one for the first time in his life... that bittersweet feeling of sadness and fear still lingers in his heart, something he savors and reminisces about from time to time.

Now he has returned to his hometown. His father, mother, Xiaoman, and other relatives and friends are still there, and their bond is stronger than ever. He also has new, cherished friends and family: Tina, A Xing, Hong San... Those precious relationships and shared experiences are like the finest wine, constantly bringing him happiness. But...

A mysterious and terrifying danger shrouded the distant clouds.

If there was any almost instinctive obsession or impulse in Kang De's mind at that moment, it must be that he did not want the Glittering Sand incident to happen again, and he did not want to lose anyone else.

Kang De slowly exhaled.

"... regardless of the facts and the outcome."

He slowly got up.

"Now is not the time to sit idly by and wait to die... You're right."

When he opened his eyes again, a golden light shone in them.

He glanced at the silent insect nest and the humans imprisoned within the "fruit".

"Let's go," Kang De said. "I've come up with a plan."

Horus was slightly relieved. It wanted to know what its father had seen, but its father clearly didn't want to talk to it about it in detail. Perhaps even its father himself hadn't processed the information yet... But it still wanted to cheer its father up.

Kang De has now clearly regained his composure... at least temporarily.

But this is still good news.

He asked, "What about these people?"

Kang De replied, "Just leave it here for now."

Horus asked in surprise, "Won't something bad happen?"

"No, the nutrition is plentiful." Kang De withdrew his gaze, no longer glancing at the colony. "These are important assets; it won't neglect them, it will take good care of them."

A black light flashed, and the spatial portal opened.

The Transformers was attached to Kang De's shoulder, its electronic eye still scanning the insect hive behind him. Horus had many questions in his mind—how did his father know all this?

However, this question is unlikely to be answered in the short term.

It then asked, "What are we going to do now?"

Kang De stepped into the portal. "Go kill Big Bob."

"He's been on the run for a long time... Does Father know where he is?"

"I know... it heard me."

Maritime.

The HMS Knight Astolfo, Horizon class frigate belonging to the Atlantic Ocean Fleet of the Fifth Republic of Fr*nce, Belarus, and Spain, cut through the waves and sped westward, accelerating to leave the territorial waters of Gambia.

"Yes, Mr. President, everything is normal. We will deliver the VIP safely. Yes."

The captain of the frigate Knight Astolfo put down the communicator, frowned, and thought, "It's another special mission, shrouded in secrecy and with an extremely high level of confidentiality. Just like the last cargo delivery, the crew members who were in charge of the mission returned pale-faced but refused to utter a single word. We couldn't get anything out of them."

Moreover, the government is clearly paying more attention to this than last time.

He focused his gaze on the VIP, who was wearing a military overcoat that concealed a body that, from a male perspective, was still extremely sexy. Incidentally, this person was a man.

Her curly hair was smooth and shiny, and her chiseled profile resembled a sculpture in the Louvre.

This guy should be on a pole dancing stage in a gay bar, not on a warship in the Atlantic Ocean Fleet.

The captain muttered to himself, half out of jealousy and half out of disdain.

Just then, the moving sculpture turned its head and said, "Has any radar signal been detected?"

The officer in charge of observation gave the captain a helpless look, and the captain patiently said, "Sir, nothing has been found, please rest assured."

What a joke! He became paranoid as soon as he boarded the ship, constantly trembling, either staring intently at the radar or gazing out from the stern as if an arsenal ship was chasing him.

In this awful weather, with the Astolfo's speed, what kind of enemy couldn't it shake off?

We're almost in international waters!

A strangely handsome young man.

Big Bob didn't notice the impatience and disdain in the other person's eyes.

His heart was still tormented by unease and fear.

He shuddered at the terrifying desire to obey Kang De that he had previously encountered.

Nothing is more terrifying than losing yourself.

After his escape, he made contact with the France president. A frigate had arrived in Gambia's territorial waters, and he boarded the ship as quickly as possible. Under his earnest requests and even pleas, he made countless promises and provided a large amount of useful intelligence and information before the France president finally relented.

The ship will sail west at full speed until it reaches the designated location to rendezvous with the Triomphant strategic nuclear submarine, which will then take him back to Fr*nce.

In the deep, dark depths of the ocean, one should be able to escape the sights and prey of this terrifying creature.

The farther away from him, the better.

That's all Big Bob can do.

He couldn't help but tremble at the thought of his conversation with the president.

He wanted to frame Kang De, claiming that he had seized the hive and gained the power to manipulate people's minds, but as soon as the thought crossed his mind, his brain began to prevent him from saying such a thing.

—For the voice said, "Do not harm."

He wanted to belittle Kang De, saying that his performance in Moyani was nothing but an act, all bluff, but his brain prevented him from saying such things.

--Because the voice said, it is not to be criticized.

He wanted to get as far away as possible, to escape as far as possible.

With this in mind, he urged, "Captain, please go faster, faster..."

"That's already the fastest speed possible, sir." The captain frowned, no longer able to contain his confusion. "If you would reveal a little information, we can better protect you—what are you afraid of? Who is chasing you? This ship possesses formidable fighting capabilities, including..."

Big Bob whirled around, his perfectly bright eyes now bloodshot. "It's no use! How can this piece of junk stop him! The only thing we can do is run! If he catches up, it won't just be me, it will be all of you, every single one of you will be..."

"Wait..." the captain asked confused, "He? Alone?"

Is this person crazy?

The rising star of the Atlantic Ocean Fleet seemed to have heard a colossal joke. He spread his arms wide and asked sarcastically, "Sir, may I understand that someone could catch up with a new generation of advanced Europe warships traveling at full speed in the vast, open ocean, hundreds of nautical miles in radius, and pose a deadly threat to the Knight Astolfo, equipped with naval guns of various calibers, machine guns, and Aster air defense missile, along with hundreds of glorious France naval officers and men?"

"Yes, that's what he meant."

A voice rang out from outside the sealed hatch.

Then the hatch was turned and pushed open.

Someone entered the bridge.

Who's wandering around like that?

The captain turned his head and saw a black-haired, yellow-skinned man who wasn't wearing a military uniform walk in.

He paused for a moment, then drew his gun. "Guards!"

Immediately, he felt an invisible force surging towards him, knocking him aside. The ship's crew members on duty first stood up, then were all pressed down onto the control panel by the invisible force. The captain saw Sergeant Luo, a Chinese soldier on the ship, lying limply outside the cabin, his face pale, through the open hatch.

The captain hissed, "This is the Atlantic Ocean Fleet of the Fifth Republic of Fr*nce..."

Then his mouth was pinched shut by an invisible force.

There was no one around, and he didn't see anyone, but the power did indeed flow into his body. The captain suddenly realized what was happening, and an expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

He heard some absurd rumors while in the army.

But I only realized today... maybe it's not just a rumor.

Kang De stopped the noisy fellow from rambling on and looked toward his destination.

Big Bob Buruo, whom Kant had once wanted to tear to pieces and exterminate his entire family—this man who had inherited the royal tombs of the King of Gambia had wreaked havoc in West Africa and tried to threaten Kang De's family—was originally an irreconcilable enemy, deserving of a thousand cuts and no amount of hatred. But now, Kang De only felt that he was nothing more than a pathetic fool.

Compared to a true enemy, this is nothing but an ant.

"Big Bob," he said, "I'll bring the curtain down for you."

Big Bob took two steps back, using both hands and feet, his previous calm and composure completely gone.

"You can't kill me! I'm still of great use!" he shouted. "France, United States, United Kingdom, Russia, even your country—I'm useful to all of humanity! You..."

Kang De's phone vibrated.

He glanced at the other person and pulled out his satellite phone. "Hello?"

Qin Mengjin's voice rang out. "Kang De, where are you now?"

Kang De replied, "In front of Big Bob."

The other party exclaimed in surprise, "So fast?"

Kang De said, "I only have one movement that is slow."

"..." Qin Mengjin pretended not to hear. "You want to kill Big Bob? A leader wants to talk to you, um, you should know who it is. Anyway, wait a minute..."

"Please stop talking. I'm too scared to listen, too scared to speak, too scared to talk. I'm a coward. Thank you, goodbye."

Kang De hung up the phone decisively.

"Impressive," he said to Big Bob, "To actually persuade that sir... but unfortunately, if I had hung up quickly enough, nothing would have happened."

He walked towards Big Bob step by step, his tone calm.

"Come, look into my eyes."

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PS1: Update... I need to write 8,000 words in one go, but I can't keep going for that long. I'll leave it for tomorrow, because what follows is a bit of showing off, and that needs to be done well.