Aeon of Destruction Blocks the Door (Part 2)

"Huh? I can feel pain?" Yan Huan asked, bewildered.

Seeing Yan Huan get hit, March 7th rushed to his side and pulled him up again.

March 7th's expression was extremely grim:

"The Simulated Universe was invaded by a wisp of Nanook's consciousness. It's collapsing now. If you don't get out before it completely disintegrates, Nanook will enter your consciousness directly through the passage."

Yan Huan sniffled and immediately understood.

He got up and followed March 7th as they fled again.

Judging by the current situation.

He had been targeted by the Aeon of Destruction.

Last time, he sent a million troops to block the containment segment; now, he was splitting off his consciousness to block the door himself.

"Did I… did I break a heavenly law?" Yan Huan exclaimed in surprise while running.

"Who knows? It's all your fault for insisting on testing the Simulated Universe for them for so long. Now they've come straight into your consciousness through this 'internet cable' of the Simulated Universe to mess with you. Let's see what you do now," March 7th said irritably.

The ground around them continuously crumbled, leaving only the void behind them.

"So, why are you here?" Yan Huan raised an eyebrow.

According to March 7th, this place was extremely dangerous now.

Wouldn't it be safer to stay outside?

"Idiot, if I didn't come in, could you have escaped?" March 7th panted. "In the Simulated Universe, Herta and the others left a backdoor. I'm here to take you out through it."

Yan Huan immediately understood:

"Sister San, you're so loyal!"

March 7th proudly tilted her fair chin:

"Of course."

Yan Huan tilted his head, dodging a blast of energy, and continued to ask:

"What about after we get out? Can we kill Nanook?"

March 7th shook her head:

"How could we? Even though it's just a wisp of the Aeon's consciousness, it's not something we can handle. Herta Space Station has been sealed, and everyone has boarded the space cruisers. The space station will self-destruct after we leave, which might delay Nanook for a while. We just need to run."

"Where are we running to?"

"I don't know. Maybe the Interastral Peace Corporation headquarters, maybe the Genius Society. In short, we're going to find someone powerful to rely on."

"What if Nanook catches up if we don't find anyone powerful to rely on?"

"Then we fight to the death. This guy is notorious, and everyone has been putting up with him for a long time."

"What if we die?"

"If we die, we die. Being personally killed by a wisp of an Aeon's consciousness is also a glorious death. Some people never even get a glance from an Aeon in their lifetime. We're making a killing on this deal."

Yan Huan fell silent, not expecting the situation to have become so serious.

He couldn't help but curse:

"Nanook, your mother is dead."

March 7th frowned: "Why are you cursing?"

Then, she looked ahead and exclaimed with surprise:

"See that Stargate? We can get out from there."

Yan Huan's eyes shone, "Great, we're saved."

The Aeon of Destruction, Nanook, behind them, stepped on the void and slowly approached.

He wasn't in a hurry.

His eyes were filled with indifference, as if he had long been prepared for a war outside.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're running too slowly. I'll lead the charge!" Yan Huan shook off March 7th's hand and grabbed her wrist instead.

Her wrist was soft and fair.

March 7th's faint body temperature was the first warmth Yan Huan had felt in this desolate land.

"Ha, you're quite impatient, aren't you? You're the one who's good at running away," March 7th quipped as Yan Huan grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward at a sprint.

It should be known that after the Simulated Universe was invaded, March 7th, disregarding all objections, had charged into the data array alone.

Her sole purpose was to bring Yan Huan out, to give him a sliver of hope for survival.

Yan Huan glanced back at Nanook.

He didn't know when Nanook had gotten so close.

Seeing that the two were about to step into the Stargate, Nanook wasn't in a hurry.

Nanook simply raised his hand slowly, and another blast of energy, weighing thousands of pounds, hurtled towards the two in front of him.

"……"

Yan Huan pulled March 7th towards the Stargate. As March 7th watched, he suddenly stopped short and took half a step back.

"Huh? What are you doing?" March 7th turned to look at him, her face full of confusion.

Then, she felt a hand press against her back, pushing her into the Stargate.

At that moment, she slowly looked back.

She only saw Yan Huan holding an extremely long greatsword.

Wreathed in blazing flames, he fiercely slashed at the Stargate.

His brow was etched with determination.

Herta Space Station.

At this moment, all equipment was shut down.

Only the data array remained, emitting faint points of light.

Dan Heng and Welt stood in front, their brows furrowed.

They were waiting for March 7th and Yan Huan to wake up so they could immediately take them to escape.

Just then.

Within the data array.

March 7th's body twitched her fingers, her pink-blue eyes opened, and she sat up abruptly.

Her face was filled with disbelief, and she remained stunned in place.

"March, you're awake." Welt said, suddenly overjoyed.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Seeing March 7th looking blank, Dan Heng crouched in front of her and asked cautiously.

Her condition looked very bad.

"……"

March 7th remained dazed for a long time before coming back to her senses.

"I… I'm fine."

She stood up and quietly looked at Yan Huan lying beside her. He still showed no signs of waking up.

At this moment, Welt finally sensed something was wrong.

He then asked:

"March, where is Yan Huan?"

He had a bad feeling.

March 7th paused, then said in a deep voice:

"After he pushed me out, he split the Stargate with a single sword."

"What."

Welt's brow furrowed tightly.

"If that's true, then the Aeon of Destruction's next target will be his consciousness space. He can't resist an Aeon. Once his consciousness is killed, this body will become a vegetable."

March 7th nodded gently.

Then, she said with a sigh:

"But if that's the case, that wisp of the Aeon of Destruction's consciousness will remain in his consciousness space forever."

She looked up, her eyes unfocused, "We won't be affected."

Welt fell silent.

If it were Yan Huan, he would indeed choose this.

In his calculations, he always saw himself as a disposable piece.

March 7th had also rushed into the data array without hesitation to save Yan Huan.

"Sigh, he still did it."

Welt shook his head. "There's not much we can do now. Dan Heng, tell Himeko about the situation here first. I'll think of a way."

"Okay." Dan Heng nodded.

In the ruined Simulated Universe.

A youth with ink-black hair, surrounded by soaring flames, stared intently at the god before him.

The god met his gaze.

"You still had a chance to survive, why did you give up?"

Yan Huan's eyes burned with flames, like a roused Mighty Lion:

"I won't bring danger to them."

"As for you." He gripped his longsword, pointing it directly at the Aeon of Destruction's head.

A sharp killing intent emanated from between his brows.

"I've had it with you for a long time."