The top floor of the Central Dasha.
The head of state stood silently before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the city sleeping in the darkness.
"Another group of rebels was purged yesterday."
There will be a second batch tonight.
"After clearing out this batch, I plan to conduct a thorough sweep of the underground pipes."
The head of state muttered to himself.
At that moment, a voice that sounded neither male nor female echoed in her mind.
"Child, it's futile to do this."
"They will multiply and spread like rats, never becoming extinct."
You only need to clean it once a week.
The leader nodded. "I understand."
The voice continued, "After this city patrol, I will further upgrade your body."
The leader frowned slightly upon hearing this. "Can we not do it?"
Her voice firmly refused. "My child, how could that be?"
"After the upgrade, you'll be one step closer to godhood."
The leader hesitated, "But... I want to keep my own brain."
The voice in my head scoffed. "What's so special about human organs?"
"More fragile than a blank sheet of paper, utterly useless."
"This time, I have condensed the spirits of ten thousand people into a new brain, and your spirit Fusion into it and take the lead."
"Mental strength comparable to that of gods is no joke."
A hint of confusion flickered in the leader's eyes. "Would that version of me... still be me?"
The voice said, "You are my favorite child, I would never lie to you."
Everything I've done is for your own good.
"There's no need to inspect other cities tomorrow. Return to Sky Island, and I'll begin modifying you immediately."
The leader's gaze hardened again. "Yes."
Bang--
Suddenly, a loud bang came from the street outside.
The leader glanced at the time; it was time for the agreed-upon "second decapitation" operation.
From the sewers surrounding the Dasha, thugs in suits wearing all sorts of bizarre and monstrous masks leaped out.
He shouted incomprehensible words as he rushed toward the Dasha.
The leader frowned.
It seems to differ somewhat from what was agreed upon.
The number of birds and beasts increased rapidly, and in just a short time, nearly a thousand people had gathered.
Are there really that many Resistance Army in the sewers?
Only after a sheriff fell did the Führer realize that these were the real Resistance Army.
"Hurrah--"
" The Circus will never die!"
"For freedom!"
"Minor fish! Minor fish! They're all minor fish!"
"..."
The clones were all getting more and more excited.
Many people even ran ahead of the Self-Destruct Squad.
Even though the sheriff was somewhat prepared, the Circus still caught him off guard.
On the one hand, the Circus has far too many people.
On the other hand, the clones are not comparable to those rotten garlic cloves in the sewer.
Since its inception, the Circus has fought countless group battles.
Each person's combat experience is built up from countless corpses of clones.
The security detail set up by the sheriff on the outermost layer of the Dasha was breached in an instant by the Circus.
The Dasha's entrance gate was made of a special alloy. The on-site security officer called for backup from other security officers patrolling in other parts of the city, believing that the gate could still stop the other side.
" The Self-Destruct Squad is the best in the world!"
Several men in suits, all beasts in human clothing, roared and lunged at the door.
The next second, they both self-destructed.
A small mushroom cloud rose from the ground in an instant.
The seemingly indestructible alloy door was easily torn open.
A violent shockwave swept across the area, scattering a group of spherical drones that were trying to retreat.
In the sewers, the old man and the followers of the Eternal Flame were deeply moved by what they saw.
"They are the true rebels."
The old man murmured softly.
He hadn't held out much hope for tonight's operation.
But as Qin Ze said, must they really just rot away in the sewers forever?
With a do-or-die attitude, the old man chose to join.
Seeing the Circus ' fearless fighting for freedom to the last drop of blood is truly moving.
He suddenly realized that winning or losing tonight was no longer important.
After tonight, even if we fail, every survivor underground will be branded with a mark called "freedom".
"It's our turn," the old man said to the believers. "This is our freedom."
The believers' eyes were piercing, as if a raging flame was burning in their chests.
With the Eternal Flame joining the battle, the situation immediately became one-sided.
The vast majority of followers of the Eternal Flame experienced similar fates to the old man.
Another part of their spirits broke free from the control of the Spirit of Eternal Life and wandered in the Spirit of Eternal Life's spiritual world.
Everyone has undergone at least one "mechanical ascension," and their strength starts at level four.
The sheriff was forced into retreat, and the Circus and the Eternal Flame had stormed the Dasha Dasha, where fierce battles were raging everywhere.
Buzzing--
A series of whistling sounds came from the sky.
A vast number of drones converged above the Dasha, forming an impenetrable net.
After completing their assembly, the drones began to dive-bomb the Resistance Army on the ground, unleashing a barrage of fierce firepower.
"We've been waiting for you!"
Upon seeing this, the Thousand Faces guarding the EMP transmitter couldn't wait to press the switch.
Buzz--
A faint buzzing sound rang in everyone's ears, and a powerful electromagnetic pulse instantly enveloped the entire Dasha.
Tens of thousands of spherical drones fell from the sky like raindrops, as if a power button had been pressed.
Sizzle--
A bolt of lightning flashed across the dark night sky, and the Dharma King descended from the heavens.
" Myriad Bolts of Thunder!"
The Dharma King waved his hand.
A violent burst of lightning erupted from his palm, utterly destroying all the drones.
The sheriffs in the Dasha were also temporarily out of service due to the impact of the EMP.
Taking advantage of the situation, the Circus and the Eternal Flame made rapid progress and quickly broke through half of the Dasha.
"Presumptuous!"
"Endangering public safety is a capital offense!"
The patrol officers from all over Happiness City finally arrived.
Meanwhile, the sheriff in the Dasha, whose system had briefly crashed, also restarted.
For a time, the Circus and the Eternal Flame were caught in the middle, attacked from both sides.
"Smoke!"
The Giant Overlord at the very front shouted.
Upon hearing the sound, the Mist Lord immediately released " Fog of War ".
White smoke quickly filled every corridor.
The sheriffs discovered that even their prosthetic eyes, equipped with thermal imaging capabilities, couldn't see through the fog.
Moments later, the disoriented sheriffs were brutally beaten by the Resistance Army, who had been given a " Fervor " buff.
The patrol officers, who had only recently arrived, even had to leave the Dasha.
The Fog of War is the enemy's home turf; they can't gain any advantage in it.
"This farce should end."
The elevator doors opened, and the head of state, his face expressionless, slowly stepped out.
Her pupils turned white as strings of data flashed by rapidly.
Bang bang bang bang--
Several believers and their clones nearby self-destructed without warning, leaving behind a pile of mangled flesh.
The Dharma King smirked, "Too much of a supermodel, I'll step back."
But the next second, the Dharma King and his entourage discovered that they were all unable to move.
The leader said in a deep voice, "Traitorous officials."
Just as she was about to execute these "rebels," the old man arrived from the sky.
"Your opponent is me."