Guard Mom, Guard Her
He raised his hand, pointing to the night sky, to the points of light that were still falling.
Pointing to some hidden coordinate, lurking in the depths of darkness, behind the point of light.
"Based on the satellites I secretly launched, they will lock onto all forces that attack Shrek."
"Signal source, launch site, Soul Power characteristics—the satellite will package all this data and send it back along with the nuclear missile."
"Qiangu Dongfeng wants Shrek to disappear from the map, but he'll have to take the entire Qiangu Family with him."
He paused, his voice so calm it didn't sound like he was revealing his trump card, "But after the Star Pavilion crashed, the Launch Shaft haven't automatically responded, which means the automatic triggering mechanism might have been damaged by the previous explosion. I'm waiting for it to restart."
"However, it seems now... we have to trigger it manually."
Yun Ming looked at him. The hands of Level 99 Limit Douluo had never trembled before, but at this moment, his fingers hanging at his side curled slightly.
How do I trigger it manually? Where is it located?
"The Launch Shaft control console is located 15 meters underground in the back mountain, requiring passage through the maple forest area where fighting is taking place. It's not far."
Yun Jingheng said, "But manual triggering requires triple recognition: my iris, palm print, and voice; none of them can be missing."
Yun Ming fell silent.
The newly appointed Titled Douluo also fell silent.
Long Yeyue stood behind Zhuo Shi, her silver hair dancing wildly in the night wind, her lips moved but no sound came out.
Cai Yue'er looked at Yun Jingheng, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes suddenly seemed very deep.
Zhuo Shi tightened his grip on Yun Jingheng's wrist, opened his mouth as if to say "I'll go," but knew he couldn't bring himself to say it.
Triple identification, all of it belongs to this kid. What's the point of him going?
"You don't need to go. I'll go," Yun Ming said.
His voice wasn't loud, but every word carried the undeniable pressure of Level 99 Limit Douluo, as if issuing a final command, "Tell me how to operate. I'll go. From today onwards, you will take over as the Sea God Pavilion Master. Identification can be cracked, and authorization can be forcibly taken over—"
"Manual triggering requires triple recognition of my iris, palm print, and voice."
Yun Jingheng repeated it word for word, his tone as calm as a freshman reading aloud from a textbook, "You can't crack it. This is the last line of defense I designed, to prevent some idiot from accidentally pressing it. If I can't press that button myself, then no one can press it for me."
He turned his head and met Yun Ming's gaze. "Dad, do you want to gouge my eyes out?"
That was a very casual question, almost like asking what to eat for dinner.
But it was precisely this lightness that made everyone present feel as if they were nailed to the spot.
Yun Ming's body swayed slightly.
The Level 99 Limit Douluo, who had been supporting the dome for so long with the pressure of God-Slaying Level, hadn't swayed even once, but now it swayed slightly.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something.
Ya Li isn't here. Ya Li's been taken underground by the Good Corpse. If she were here, she would have rushed over, hugged her son tightly, and told everyone that no one was allowed to go.
Yun Ming looked at his son, at his slightly mature face.
He recalled many years ago when he stood by the window of the Sea God Pavilion, holding him, while Ya Li leaned against him, playing with their son. At that time, he silently made a wish in his heart.
He wanted this child to grow up safely and never be forced to do anything he didn't want to do.
This child has brought himself to this point; he wasn't forced into it, he chose it himself.
As a father, as the Sea God Pavilion Master, and as one of only two Level 99 Limit Douluo among everyone present, the only thing he could do was watch him go.
Zi JI held Xiao Jiu without making a sound, and silently returned to her Sea of Spirit.
Yun Jingheng gently freed himself from Zhuo Shi's hand.
His movements were very gentle, as if he didn't want to embarrass the elder, but his turning around after breaking free showed no hesitation.
"Don't even think about sacrificing yourselves to intercept that missile."
He looked at Yun Ming, at Zhuo Shi, at Long Yeyue and Cai Yue'er, and at every Titled Douluo behind him.
His voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a nail polished by moonlight, firmly driven into the ears of everyone present.
"You don't need to worry about that God-Slaying Level in the sky; the airburst of the nuclear bomb will destroy it as well. But there are still scattered Evil Soul Master inside the academy, people from the Qiangu Dongfeng outside the academy, and so many students in the underground shelter."
"You must live! Every one of Shrek's Titled Douluo is Core Flame for rebuilding; none of you are allowed to die here. As for my father, you are the Sea God Pavilion Master— "
He turned his head and met Yun Ming's gaze again.
The father and son stood a few steps apart, with burning maple leaves and silvery moonlight between them.
Yun Ming stood there, his back still straight as a spear despite Level 99 Limit Douluo, but his fingers hanging at his sides were trembling slightly. It wasn't fear, but the helplessness of a father watching helplessly as his son went to the battlefield, pinned to the spot by the words "Sea God Pavilion Master".
"You absolutely cannot die. My mother is still waiting for you."
His voice trembled slightly, "What will happen to her if you die?"
As for me...
"I God Trial, so this thing might not even be able to kill me."
Is he afraid of death?
Of course he was scared, terrified out of his wits. Otherwise, why would he have equipped the Star Pavilion with weapons? Why would he have used them to arm Shrek was heading towards its twilight years, when he developed the nuclear bomb?
He knew where the plot was headed; he knew that the flapping of a butterfly's wings might not necessarily change Shrek's fate of being blown up.
His hands were trembling slightly.
Yes, even his best efforts to restrain himself could not hide the fact that he feared death.
But he didn't want these elders who had watched him grow up to die so tragically.
He took a deep breath and shoved Yun Ming hard, causing Yun Ming to stumble.
"Remember to leave the door open for me, maybe I can just run right in."
Inside the underground shelter.
Ya Li was treating the injured students and teachers, glancing back at the entrance every now and then.
Yun Jingheng's Good Corpse stood silently behind her, without saying a word.
It knew the original body's decision, and whether the original body could return was a huge unknown. All it could do now was stay with its mother and keep an eye on Ye Xinglan, who was always ready to rush out.
It actually wanted to tell the original body to let it go, so that even if the Good Corpse died, it could be reconstituted through the Moon Palace.
That's right. When Yun Jingheng was slaying the Good Corpse, he chose to use the Moon Palace to house Good Corpse. As long as the original essence remained, the Good Corpse could be reshaped.
After sensing the original body's decision, the Good Corpse immediately tried to rush out.
It doesn't need an opening in its body; it understands that.
But it stopped after taking just one step, because it suddenly realized that the iris recognition system of the Launch Shaft used the body's real pupils, while its eyes were formed of condensed energy.
Moreover, that system was designed with "one-time identification and lifelong connection" as an absolute defense. Even a 99.9% similarity will be judged as an illegal intrusion, directly triggering the system's self-lock, making it impossible for the original user to open it again.
Although each of the Three Corpses possesses an independent personality, their essence is merely memory and energy, at most becoming pseudo-entities.
But there are biological detectors there to prevent people from manipulating Soul Power or small machines from entering.
So it's not that it doesn't want to go, it's that going would be useless and would only kill off its last hope.
So it could only stand there, watching its main body turn and walk into the sea of fire. The only thing it could do was protect its mother, protect Ye Xinglan, and protect everything it could still protect.