She paused, her eyes slowly sweeping over every face below, some young, some old, some covered with scars, some filled with fear, but still choosing to stand here.
"We are angry! Anger at injustice! Anger at plunder! Anger at the destruction of our homeland!"
"We are sad! Sad for our lost loved ones! Sad for the distorted lives! Sad for this ravaged world!"
"We... have more hope!" Her voice suddenly became incredibly firm, like a rock. "Hope doesn't come from a savior! It doesn't come from a false god! Hope lies right here!" She pointed sharply at the rubble and the rebel encampment below! "It's in the hearts of each of us who choose to resist, to protect, to light a bonfire in despair! In the trust we place in each other's backs! In our determination, even knowing we will die, to gnaw a piece of rotten flesh from the rotten throne!"
Dead silence. Absolutely dead silence. Only the sounds of the burning fire and increasingly heavy breathing could be heard.
"Today! We stand here! Standing before the tombstone of the era of civilization! Not to become new tombstones!" Xu Shuangyao's voice was like a final clarion call, carrying a resoluteness that ripped through the darkness. "We stand here today to tell that rotten monster—"
She suddenly raised the metal staff in her hand. The dim mycelium at the tip of the staff seemed to be infused with some kind of power under the firelight, and suddenly it lit up with a faint but extremely pure emerald green light!
"—Its throne! It will be burned!!!"
"Burn the throne!!!"
"Burn the throne!!!"
"Burn the throne!!!"
Like a volcano suppressed for millennia, it erupted! A deafening roar instantly engulfed the entire camp! The roars of tens of thousands of people merged into a wave of sound powerful enough to rip the heavens apart! The glow of the campfire seemed to grow even brighter at this moment! Countless crude weapons were raised high! The cold gleam of metal merged into one in the flames! Rage, sorrow, hope, a desperate struggle... all human emotions ignited and merged at this moment, transforming into a mighty spiritual torrent capable of shaking a corrupted will!
Xu Shuangyao stood on the platform, her body swaying slightly from exhaustion and pain, but she leaned on her cane, her back straight, like a beacon in the storm. Beneath the thick bandage on her neck, the emerald green light seemed to sense the overwhelming torrent of will and pulsed faintly, tenaciously.
On the corrupt throne.
The tumor screen clearly showed the rebel camp at the edge of the world tree ruins, which was like a raging fire, the flag with burning mycelium and thorns, and the thin figure on the high platform with his hood lifted, confronting the fungus master with a cold gaze.
"Anger...sadness...hope..." Pei Du (the fungus master) said in a cold voice, with a subtle ripple like the flutter of an insect's wings. Was that...contempt? "The final...wail of a lower life...how...sweet..."
A finger covered with dark red mycelium tapped lightly.
On the screen, in the shadows surrounding the rebel camp, countless crimson dots of light suddenly lit up like a disturbed swarm of ants! They were the Reaper Legion, already ambushed nearby, far outnumbering the rebels! Deep purple armor reflected a faint glow in the darkness, and ion blades flashed a deadly cold light!
"Command...harvest...feast...begin..." The cold electronic sound was transmitted instantly through the mycelium network!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The piercing sound of piercing the air shattered the newly ignited fighting spirit of the resistance camp! Countless crimson energy beams, like a rain of fire from hell, slammed into the densely packed camp from all directions, from high above the collapsed remains of the World Tree!
“Enemy attack—!!!”
The shrill alarms and desperate cries were instantly drowned out by the roar of the explosion! The crude fortifications shattered like paper under the energy beam! Steam vehicles were hit, erupting in massive fireballs! Soldiers and logistics personnel who were unable to dodge were reduced to charcoal in the flames! The warm orange bonfire was instantly replaced by the scarlet glow of destruction!
"Defend! Find cover!"
"Energy cannon! Aim at those high spots!"
"Medical team! Help! Quick!"
Chaos! Bloodshed! Death! The morale that had just been condensed was instantly severely damaged by the absolute firepower advantage and surprise attack!
Xu Shuangyao was violently thrown from the platform by the blast! The metal staff flew out of her hand! She fell heavily onto the cold root fossil, and a tearing pain shot through her back! The wound on the side of her neck opened again, and warm liquid instantly seeped through the bandage!
"Ahem..." She struggled to get up, her vision blurred by smoke and blood. She watched the camp instantly transform into a living hell, her comrades fall in crimson beams, and the deep purple Reapers burst from the shadows like ghosts, wielding ion blades and charging into the chaotic crowd, unleashing a bloody storm!
Despair surged over me like an icy tide! The gap... was too big!
Just then!
Buzz——!!!
A strange and powerful wave suddenly erupted from the depths of the wound on her neck! It was no longer a faint emerald green light, but a strong silver-white light like the beating of a heart! The light penetrated the thick, blood-soaked bandage!
"Ugh!" Xu Shuangyao let out a muffled groan of pain! It wasn't the pain of the wound itself, but a tearing sensation... as if something inside the wound was awakening, growing, and trying to break out! A huge, gentle, yet determined will to live, like the final sigh of an ancient tree that had been silent for billions of years, instantly filled her body!
It was the seed left behind by Qingluo! Under the stimulation of the overwhelming will of the resistance army and Xu Shuangyao's despair on the verge of collapse, it was forcibly awakened to a deeper power!
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