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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