Yu Yuanyuan laughed and said, "This is great! Instructor Wan'er's level has broken through to the King level, which increases our chances of winning."
"Brother Nai, the Black Angel Clan's equipment is really awesome." Meng Feifei patted the sniper rifle he was holding in his arms: "With this stuff, we can definitely help you."
Lin Nai smiled faintly and turned to look at Po Bing: "Have you collected all the materials for refining the Apostle Awakening Elixir?"
"It'll be soon," said Po Bing. "I've already ordered people to collect materials from various locations in the Black Angel Plane, and we should be able to finish collecting them by tomorrow night."
Lin Nai: "Yes, once we've collected them all, we'll send them to Wan'er."
"Yes." Po Bing nodded.
Lin Nai looked at everyone again: "It's getting late, everyone should get some rest and prepare for the battle." After saying that, he turned and left on his own.
Hua Yingwen said thoughtfully, "Why do I feel like Brother Nai seems to have something on his mind?"
"Huh? Really?" the monkey asked, puzzled.
"I don't feel anything," Meng Feifei said.
Hua Yingwen rolled her eyes at them: "That's just how slow you guys are!"
Truman stroked his chin, glanced at Linnaeus, then at Night beside him, lost in thought.
As Ye Wan'er watched Lin Nai's retreating figure, her lips moved slightly, but she remained silent.
......
Linna returned to her room alone.
The room that the Icebreaker arranged for him was a private and extremely luxurious one, far more luxurious than the presidential suite in the human realm.
However, at times like this, one is naturally not in the mood to enjoy anything.
He just wanted to be alone.
Linnaeus closed his eyes.
He sank his consciousness into the White Death's office.
The room is decorated in a silver-white and gray tone, with an oversized black classic bookshelf, a black wooden desk, a soft carpet, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window that takes up an entire wall, offering a view of the dark and eerie Sea of the Dead outside.
"Lord Carlos, you're back."
The white skull on the bookshelf, Mozi, lit up its red eyes, and its neck clicked as it turned around: "Oh~~~~ That's wonderful! Judging from your appearance, it seems that you, my great one, have fully regained your memories. This is truly a joyous occasion. Your most loyal assistant, secretary, butler, and driver, the last, most powerful, most advanced, and most divinely comprehensible AI at the end of the divine civilization, Mozi, on behalf of ten thousand undead, warmly welcomes you back to the Sea of the Dead!"
A familiar, warm, passionate, and melodious aria gave Linnaeus a feeling of being in another world.
Linna looked at Mozi, paused for a moment, and said, "It seems you've also 'recovered' your memories, right?"
“Yes,” Mozi hummed. “According to the settings you gave me 300,000 years ago, my sealed data memories will only be fully unlocked when you truly regain your memories.”
Linnai sat down in the White Death seat behind his desk and let out a deep breath: "I didn't expect everything to go so smoothly."
“Yes, everything is going according to your plan. It seems that after all these years, Di Xiu and Hei Jun are still your defeated opponents.” Mozi paused, “But you don’t seem very happy, sir.”
Linnaeus: "..."
"It seems you've developed feelings for that little girl."
Mozi said, "That's true. After all, she's a life you created yourself, and you spent so much time with her using your human memories."
"When you learn that the woman in your current life was actually a crucial pawn you set up 300,000 years ago, I believe your emotions must be incredibly complex..."
"However, you must understand that there will always be sacrifices in this world."
Linnaeus remained silent.
Yes.
Night was an important piece that He had laid out 300,000 years ago, on the eve of the end of the gods, when He was the White Death God Carlos.
In Carlos's plan, Night was created from the very beginning as a sacrifice to restore the dimensional order of the various planes of Earth.
Every inch of her flesh, every cell, and every gene chain was meticulously designed by Carlos. She is the most promising being among all demon races to become a demon god!
Once she breaks through to the Demon God level and receives Carlos's divine power, Ye Ye'er will have the ability to restore the order of all planes on Blue Star. In other words, her power will be infinitely close to that of the creator god who created the world!
But the price is inevitably life itself. After all, billions of years ago, even the creator god paid the price of life when creating the world.
Linna remained silent for a long time. Three hundred thousand years ago, He had already foreseen that Hei Jun and Di Xiu would not die so easily. The current situation was basically within His expectations, including Hei Jun's desire to revive the God Race and Su Yibai's desire to rebuild the Demon Realm...
If Linnaeus continues to act according to the original plan, he is more than 85% confident that he can defeat them.
but......
Linnaeus closed his eyes and thought.
We absolutely cannot let Blackie's plan succeed.
However, Su Yibai must not be trusted either.
If he can rebuild the Demon Realm and revive the Demon Tree, then the entire Blue Star will become a planet with only the Demon Realm. Su Yibai will then use the Demon Tree to extract the life essence of the entire planet, thereby advancing to the level of a Demon God. At that time, his power will be close to that of the Creator God. Even if Lin Nai recovers 100% of his divine power, he will never be able to defeat him. How can we expect him to keep his promise then?
It seems that no matter which path you choose, countless lives will be sacrificed...
Seeing Linnaeus remain silent for a long time, Mozi said, "My lord, you are a god, and the White Death God at that. Logically speaking, your duty is to protect this world. Gods need divinity; you need to be able to let go of the life and death of all living beings while protecting them."
"Sacrifice is inevitable, and you can only choose the one with less sacrifice."
Lin Nai slowly opened his eyes, his gaze seeming to have made a decision.
He moved his lips slightly, spoke slowly and deliberately, his words slow but firm: "I will not let Wan'er sacrifice herself."
"..." Mozi paused for a moment: "Huh?"
"Holy crap... Sir, you're not kidding, are you? Could it be that you...?"
Linnaeus did not respond.
He stood up from the White Death's seat, turned to the huge black bookshelf in front of him, and reached out to pull out two thick books from the shelf.
One book is "The Record of Destruction," and the other is "The List of Prisoners in the Undead Prison."
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