Great Xia's coast.
The salty sea breeze swept through the empty city. Atop a high-rise by the shore, a figure draped in a mud-stained kasaya calmly gazed out at the distant sea.
A helicopter stood behind him. Several Night Watchmen in dark red cloaks stood at his back, staring at the far-off horizon as well, their tense hands slick with sweat...
"Mr. Destiny, can this really work?" one Night Watchman could not help asking. "That's the Crawling Chaos..."
"The Crawling Chaos—so what?" Destiny Monk replied blandly. "As long as there is theoretically a possibility of killing them, I can amplify that possibility without limit... Even if they are the leader of the Cthulhu mythos, they are no exception."
"Then what are our odds of killing Chaos now?"
Destiny Monk paused for a moment.
"Eighty percent."
"Eighty percent?" Several Night Watchmen were stunned. That possibility was already exceedingly high. "The Demon Squad, the agents of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and the Primal Ancestor who has yet to recover... Together, those three give us an eighty percent chance of killing Chaos?"
"The Primal Ancestor Array is the only 'blade' we currently have that can kill Chaos. The Demon Squad is the 'bait' meant to lower their guard. The agents of the Twelve Golden Immortals are the 'sheath' meant to conceal the blade... And the most important part of all this is Su Zhe, the one holding the blade."
Destiny Monk spoke calmly.
"Now, the demons have sacrificed their lives, Su Zhe has grasped the hilt, and the sheath has preserved the blade's edge... If this still cannot kill Chaos, then all we can do is accept our fate."
One Night Watchman hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.
"But I don't understand... You could clearly have had Su Zhe start a livestream