Chapter 542 A kind of almost tyrannical defiance exploded from the depths of everyone's hearts.
Lu Nange could hear her own heartbeat, slow and heavy, as if she were buried in the silt of the deep sea.
She could only move her eyeballs, and so could everyone else.
In my field of vision, there was only that ever-approaching patch of purple lightning, and that ball of light hovering overhead...
Is this the end...?
An almost arrogant sense of defiance exploded from the depths of everyone's hearts.
On what grounds?
Why should they die?!
Why should some unknown entity be able to decide their life or death?
Just as this thought was about to consume his consciousness—"Chirp..."
A sound so faint it was almost imperceptible.
Like the sound of the first snowflake melting in spring, like the sound of seeds stirring in the frozen soil...
Lu Nange felt something moving on her wrist.
It's Zhi Zhi.
The vine that had been quietly wrapped around Lu Beiye and Wen Qing's wrist after they were brought down suddenly split open on the main stem.
It's not cracking, it's blossoming.
A pure white flower slowly peeks out from the crack.
The flowers bloom in a flash, with a whoosh!
All the vines extending from the main trunk suddenly grew rapidly!
They grew as thick as arms, with thousands upon thousands of vines intertwining and weaving...
A green shield that blots out the sky forms in front of Lu Nange and her group!
Then, it met the spreading lightning of the Black Tyrant head-on and crashed into it.
Sizzle!
The vines did not explode upon contact with the lightning; instead, they dissolved.
With each vine that disappears, a patch of lightning dims.
At the same time, emerald green light surged wildly from the heart of that little white flower!
The light flowed along the vines, passing over Lu Nange's body, over Lu Beiye's clenched fist, and over Chi Yanzhou's wrist...
Flowing through all the superhumans wrapped in vines...
[Master... Zhizhi, I'm here to save you...Master...Zhi...Zhi...is here...]
Zhizhi's voice grew weaker and weaker. Lu Nange saw that the emerald green stem wrapped around her wrist began to wither and decay...
Every inch of green on the main stem is fading rapidly, revealing the withered yellow core underneath.
The withered yellow quickly turned charred black.
Finally, it turned into tiny, star-studded dust particles and drifted away from her wrist.
“Branch…branch…” Lu Nange squeezed out broken syllables from her throat.
She tried desperately to turn her head to see the main trunk of the branches, but her neck felt rusty, and she could only turn it a little bit with difficulty.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lu Beiye standing just three steps away from her.
The child bit his lower lip so hard that it bled, and the veins on his forehead bulged from the excessive force.
Those eyes, which always held a hint of stubbornness, were now bloodshot as they stared at the dissipating vines.
"Branch...branch!"
Lu Xici was on her other side, watching the vines dissipate. His extreme anger caused every muscle in his face to twitch.
Wen Qing was crying; tears streamed down her pale cheeks like beads from a broken string.
But her hands were desperately trying to close, trying to grasp the dissipating vines and gather the healing light...
Chi Yanzhou, Shi Xu, He Zhuo, Luo Xingyou, Ji Xian, Gu Qi, Gu Wan, Chi Yi...every single one of them.
I saw the vines withering rapidly, and I saw the vines that were constantly being destroyed in order to protect them.
"Branch...branch..."
Seeing that its energy accumulation was being blocked by the branches, the black orb of light was about to start accumulating energy again when...
One, two, three... all those connected by the rays of light began to move slowly.
The movements were slow, as if they were struggling against the weight of the entire world.
Lu Beiye raised his arm by half an inch.
Chi Yanzhou's foot moved forward one centimeter.
Shi Xu's fingers bent at an angle...
slow.
But it is indeed moving.
Like a frozen river, it begins to crack and flow under the spring sun.
At that very moment, before Lu Nange's eyes, Zhizhi's last visual sharing suddenly appeared.
It's not a picture, it's a feeling.
She "saw" the survivors, equally shrouded in despair, in front of giant screens around the world.
Those who struggled in the apocalypse, lost their relatives, friends, and homes, yet still did not give up, still fought, and still wanted to live.
Their faces.
Their eyes.
The sense of defiance, the feeling of "why should we?", the will to "survive" in their hearts...
At this moment, through the bridge ignited by the branches, through some inexplicable resonance—they converged into a torrent!
With the loss of visual sharing, the entire trunk of the branches has completely withered.
The last petal of the bursting white flower drifted into the air, turning into starlight.
The wavy top disappears completely...
Only a faint green light remained, flickering briefly on Lu Nange's wrist, as if bidding farewell.
Then, it went out.
Lu Nange's eyes reddened, and she slowly raised her hands, not to control her wind-based abilities, but to embrace that invisible will from all over the world, which was more powerful than any other energy.
“We…” her voice was very soft and terribly hoarse: “are not ants.”
Four words, like a spark, fell into a heart already piled high with dry tinder.
Chi Yanzhou took a step forward, his movements still slow, but as he took that step, a circle of purplish-black lightning exploded from the scorched earth beneath his feet!
"You've never been in control of us. We decide our own fate. Now, you're going to hell!"
Lu Beiye's voice rang out, trembling with sobs: "You...give me back Zhizhi!"
The next second... Boom!
It wasn't an explosion, it was a resonance of resonance!
Centered on Lu Nange, that invisible torrent, gathering the will to resist of survivors worldwide... crashed into that sphere of light!
Bang!
At the moment of impact, heaven and earth fell silent.
All anyone could see was that the frantically scrolling code inside the sphere of light began to swirl, become chaotic, and eventually collapse...
[Warning: Unknown consciousness aggregation impact, logic module overload... Error... Error...]
......
Meanwhile, in a special spatial interlayer that transcends dimensions.
Youyou: [This is the 'spark' you were talking about? The cohesion of faith, belief, and collective will?]
[That's right.] Another electronic voice replied: [The main system has long said that we cannot control the small worlds. The fate of humanity has never been defined by us.]
It is never us who can shake the rules, but humanity itself when united. Therefore, only they can break the deadlock.
Congratulations! You've won! Your host is about to win.
Youyou: [Congratulations! After all, this little world won't be destroyed, and you won't be punished either, right?]
[Black Tyrant is currently very weak, and the rules of its small world can't affect you for the time being. But to prevent that idiot from desperately trying to destroy the small world's rules, you must go find your host immediately!]
Youyou: [Okay! I'm going right now!]
[Wait...] The calm electronic voice suddenly became urgent: [Yes, yes, pay attention to the backend messages! Be ready at any time...]
Before the words were even finished, some of the data streams had already disappeared from the transmission channel.
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