With Sword Held High, I Laugh at the Heavens; Stay or Go, Our Courage Stands Tall as Kunlun

Isn't he supposed to be a very strong fighter?

"Didn't I still manage to pierce it through with a single sword strike?"

Black Boluo slowly withdrew his foot, the red light in his eyes flashing like a ghost.

He approached step by step, each step leaving corrosive black footprints on the ground, the sound as harsh as a dull knife scraping bone.

"Damn it! You! Don't come any closer!"

March 7th's eyes were red and swollen with tears. She frantically pulled the bowstring, her slender fingers almost bleeding from the pressure. Six-Phased Ice rained down like a storm, but they melted instantly upon touching the bluish-gray mist surrounding Black Boluo.

Asta's fingers danced across the control panel, leaving afterimages. The muzzles of all the devices on her body turned red from overload, but all her attacks were like mud sinking into the sea, unable to stop the approaching shadow of death.

"Haha... Your struggles are really boring."

Black Boluo laughed wildly, enjoying the thrill of his prey's dying struggle.

And at that very moment—

Xing gripped the Holy Lance tightly.

His golden eyes reflected the figure that uttered such sarcastic remarks, but his mind involuntarily drifted back to his few encounters with Gwen: Gwyn's composure and confidence in the face of danger, March 7th's cheerful talk about him, and Welt Young's reassuring smile...

She didn't want to lose these beautiful things!

"Drink up—!"

The less effective power within his body suddenly surged towards the Holy Lance, draining his life force along with it.

The gun trembled violently, emitting a light even more dazzling than the sun!

The next moment—

A destructive brilliance erupted!

The next moment, a blinding white light burst forth, engulfing Black Boluo's figure like a cascading galaxy. The blazing white beam of light pierced through the entire alternate dimension, reaching its very end.

"Huff... huff..."

Xing was breathing heavily, her legs were weak, and she could barely stand. She gripped the Holy Lance tightly, her knuckles white from the force, the lance still trembling slightly, the remaining energy dissipating like fine gold dust.

Her chest heaved violently, each breath a burning pain, as if all the strength had been drained from her body, yet her gaze remained sharp, her pale golden eyes fixed on the direction where the pillar of light had dissipated—

She could sense that the monster was not dead yet.

Sure enough, the scorched earth in the distance suddenly exploded, and Black Boluo's figure staggered to his feet.

Apart from one or two faint arcs of electricity flickering on his body, there was nothing else unusual about him.

Even though he was caught off guard by the blow, he only suffered a slight electric shock.

Damn it!

He growled, his voice like sandpaper scraping, the red light in his eyes as sinister and terrifying as a vengeful ghost, as he gripped the Black Corona Sword tightly.

He has already defeated his destined enemy, how could he be thwarted by a few humans?

"Go to hell!!!"

He abruptly looked up, his blood-red eyes flashing with a terrifyingly fierce light. The next second, his figure appeared before Xing like a ghost, his bluish-gray greatsword, carrying a destructive force, slashing down!

There's no escaping it!

Xing's pupils contracted sharply, her body stiffened from previous overexertion, and she almost exhausted all her strength to even lift her hand.

But she still gripped the Holy Lance tightly, the tip slightly raised, trying to gather power once more.

One more time... We absolutely have to do it again!

Her will burned like a raging fire, ignoring the pain emanating from her body.

Protect them... protect Gwen... protect everyone's smiles...!

We absolutely cannot let it ruin all of this!

In a daze, time seemed to stand still.

Xing's consciousness seemed to have entered a vast starry sky, with thousands of stars flowing around her, dazzling and serene.

A towering figure stood in the center of the starry sea, holding a giant hammer, building an endless city wall.

The figure slightly turned its head, glancing at her almost imperceptibly, and then—

Boom!!!

The giant hammer crashed down, and the stars trembled!

"—!"

Xing snapped back to reality, and the flow of time in reality abruptly resumed. The Black Corona Sword was already within reach, and the aura of death was overwhelming.

But within her, an unprecedented power surged!

Warm and boundless energy surged like a tide, flowing down her arm and into the Holy Lance, causing the lance to shine brightly once more!

A flicker of surprise crossed Black Boluo's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a ferocious expression.

Bluster! She's not Apollo; she can't possibly threaten me!

The bluish-gray sword tip was only inches from the top of Xing's head—

Clang!

At the critical moment, a blazing golden light suddenly burst forth, like the sun rising again after the darkest night, dazzling and magnificent.

Chapter 886 I laugh as I brandish my sword to the heavens, my heart and soul remain steadfast, whether I stay or go.

"What!"

Sensing the familiar energy fluctuations, Black Boluo was terrified. The red light in his eyes flashed wildly, and terrifying energy suddenly erupted from his body. He tried to use the Black Corona Sword in his hand to shatter the Apollo mecha on the ground next to him, but he couldn't even suppress it by an inch.

The next moment, as if the sun were rising, a dazzling radiance suddenly burst forth, sweeping away all evil and filth, and Black Boluo's body was thrown out like a tattered rag.

It's Gwen!

He's alright!

March 7th stared in disbelief at the Corona Sword that had stopped Black Boluo, her bright eyes filled with surprise.

"Very good..."

Asta looked at the Corona Sword in mid-air, her tense body suddenly went limp, and she almost fell over. She was supported by an invisible force and barely managed to stand up.

"..."

Xing glanced at the Holy Lance in his hand, then at the Corona Sword that had instantly shattered Black Boluo's defenses. He didn't feel deceived; instead, the scorching flames in his chest suddenly transformed into a warm bonfire. His eyes widened with delight as he looked at the Apollo machine on the ground—

But then, the machine lying on the ground suddenly burst into golden light, like the sun piercing through the dark clouds and shining its own light once more.

"I laugh as I brandish my sword to the sky; whether I stay or go, my heart remains steadfast like the Kunlun Mountains!"

A clear voice rang out, echoing throughout the entire Mystic Ice Illusory Realm along with the reborn radiance.

"How is that possible!"

You should be dead!

In the distance, Black Boluo was struggling to get up when he saw that the golden light almost dyed the entire world red. Apollo, whom he had killed, was floating up in the dazzling golden light, like the sun rising again after the night, regaining its vitality. He was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"Oh..."

Gwen, standing out in mid-air, ignored Black Boluo's clamor, merely chuckled, and his psychic power, accompanied by radiance, swept across every corner of the alternate dimension, yet he still could not find the culprit hiding somewhere.

"It seems the mastermind isn't here..."

Let's end this farce.

Inside the Herta Space Station, Ruan Mei shared the perception results transmitted back by Gwen. Her pretty face remained aloof, and her voice was calm, showing no surprise whatsoever.

When Ruan Mei Gwen's Apollo machine collapse helplessly, her heart almost stopped.

However, noticing that the video did not stop, but continued to play the helpless resistance of others, Ruan Mei instantly realized that Gwen was alright, and Gwen's messages in the Chat System also confirmed this.

In an instant, Ruan Mei felt a sense of relief in her empty heart.

Although I don't think Gwen's faked death will attract the mastermind, there is still some hope.

Moreover, the feeling of almost losing him completely, the emptiness in her heart, made Ruan Mei's hands move more than twice as fast as she analyzed this alternate dimension that was clearly targeting Gwen—

"Judging from the enemy's reaction, this place seems to possess technology for reading Remembrance or information. To end this chaos, we need to directly attack the barrier..."

"So what if you're not dead?"

Even if you whiten your skin a hundred times, you'll only be barely clinging to life. Watch me kill them one by one, then send you to hell!

Black Boluo composed himself, but seeing that Gwen didn't even bother to look at him, he became furious and shouted angrily.

Are you sure?

Upon hearing this, Gwen glanced at him, his voice carrying a hint of meaning.

"You think..."

Just as Black Boluo was about to continue his rant, he suddenly felt a void in his body and realized with horror that his connection with this alternate dimension was weakening!

At this moment, the originally dark blue alternate space was now bathed in bright golden light. The warm rays of sunlight dyed this secluded world with vibrant colors, bringing a sense of peace to the mind.

"It's over."

Gazing at Black Boluo in the distance, Gwen remained calm, and his voice was as flat as still water, without the slightest fluctuation.

The opponent may have read some of Black Boluo's Remembrance from the neighboring Mystic Ice Illusory Realm from Apollo's machine, but this is ultimately not Mystic Ice Illusory Realm derived from the power of the Star of the Galaxy, and Gwen's abilities and assistance far surpass those of Apollo—

Gwen's meticulous observation skills, combined with Ruan Mei's genius abilities, made it incredibly easy for her to crack the code, even though it wasn't her area of expertise.

"How... is this possible!"

The red light in Black Boluo's eyes dimmed considerably, and his voice was filled with unbelievable despair.

"Let the wailing of the losers stop here."

Gwen's voice was calm as he approached Black Boluo, placing a palm on Black Boluo's head, hoping to glean some useful information.

However, Black Boluo's body did not contain a stable soul or consciousness, only countless chaotic pieces of information and a few disordered Remembrance.

"Unfortunately, the mastermind behind it all was prepared."

Gwen put down the fading figure of Black Boluo and sighed helplessly.

They staged a fake death, but failed to expose the mastermind behind it all. They only used the time they gained to seize control of this alternate dimension, achieving almost nothing.

"Let's try to close this alternate dimension and see what the situation is with the star core at its source?"

Ruan Mei, however, was not disappointed, and remotely directed Gwen to harvest the loot.

"This seems to be the first time that the power of a star core has been used so directly."

"That's true."

Gwen nodded and began to close the alternate dimension, returning to the group of March 7th.

"I'm sorry, March 7th, Asta, Xing, and Dan Heng, for making you worry."

In order to deceive the mastermind behind the scenes, I didn't tell you the truth about faking my death.

Gwen's apology was very sincere; he truly felt the grief and anger of the others when he faked his death.

"Although I know there are extenuating circumstances, please don't do this again!"

March 7th indicated that the offense was understandable, but it must not be repeated.

"It's alright, it's good that you're alright..."

Asta looked at the tall figure standing in front of her and forced a sweet smile.

"... necessary tactical arrangements are understandable."

Dan Heng's evaluation remains as objective and fair as ever.

But when we get to Xing...

"Your line just now was so cool!"

The aloof, mature woman with gray hair and golden eyes immediately demonstrated what it meant to "have a mouth," completely ruining her cool and aloof demeanor.

"Cough...

Of course, a certain swordsman who often risked his life frequently quoted this line.