Human Brain Farm

Chapter 81: Predestined Death


Whirr!

Zhu Zhengwei blows with the wild wind, sitting atop the Hundred-Stone City.

He seems to sit on the edge of a cliff, swinging his legs, listening to the creatures below hesitantly speaking of the "Celestial Dao."

"Perhaps, this will be their first true recognition of the ultimate truth of the world?" He continues to blow in the wind, indifferent as if nothing concerns him, like a passing traveler.

But those guys are truly formidable.

They have discovered some truths about the "Dream Four-dimensional World."

The so-called Celestial Dao is indeed this embryo, a vague consciousness of self-maintenance and operation, like the core of a self-operating online game.

At this moment.

In the distance.

"Cursing, swearing, what does it matter? You backward savages of this world, we've never taken you seriously, but someday you will understand our painstaking efforts."

Shiguang, the Blood Concealment Emperor, smiles while speaking and having the Historian record, as if explaining his last will.

Some things cannot be taken away with his death; the data would vanquish from the world entirely—it's the last legacy left by the Elves he personally annihilated, their life's work, and also their race's pride.

It is also his own greatest pride.

"New Calendar Year 701, the Elf Race..."

...

Finally, after spending some time, he spoke of all his experiences and brought the timeline to this moment: [New Calendar Year 795, the Day of Destiny arrives, the Elf Race begins the first challenge of the 'Destiny' experiment, creating the ultimate genetic lifeform, Blood Concealment, to resist the world's Celestial Dao... the current outcome remains unknown!]

He gently smiles, gazing at the sky, as if seeing that vast will in the void, speaking the historical record of this moment.

"Right now, is this also their experiment?" Everyone widened their pupils; even if it took lives as the price, there were so many failures before. It's evident what the answer is right before their eyes.

Shiguang Blood Concealment Emperor looked at the fearful and complex crowd in front of him and smiled: "Yet even knowing the destiny of death lies ahead, I must resolutely leap forward."

"Because from the tearful gods of our prehistorical civilization era to us awakened in ancient ruins, our civilization, from beginning to end, has pursued truth and explored the world through education."

"All right then."

"That's as far as we'll go."

A flash of weariness crossed Shiguang Blood Concealment Emperor's face,

"If you defeat me, this shall be the greatest treasure rewarded to you, transmitting our civilization and belief. I hand over the torch of civilization to you primitive and barbaric savages... However, if you perish at my hands, it only proves that you lack sufficient breadth or courage, which remains the ultimate secret in my heart."

And at this time, Emperor Jing Sheng, above his head, as the head, reacted completely upon hearing what he said: "My friend, you've already begun preparing for the aftermath, clearly admitting your imminent death. This experiment failed yet again...Yet you continue discussing the results, what if I lose, what if I win??"

"Ah, so stubborn as a dead duck's mouth."

"You finally have to admit the truth of destiny; it is unchangeable, because fate didn't choose you, but you chose fate!"

"Therefore, your pride refuses to acknowledge your failure, stealthily choosing a neutral approach now, both submitting and resisting your fate... A contradiction? Both resisting and accepting, yet it isn't contradictory because you choose to submit to the fate you are fiercely opposing now."

"Hehehehe."

Emperor Jing Sheng suddenly chuckled neurotically,

"What a strange man, stubborn fellow, like a child's rebellion. Is this perhaps your final absurd struggle?"

"Like a child being beaten to the ground, ultimately able only to tap the opponent's hand with a small stick to show defiance? Defending one's dignity?"

"However, this neutral choice resembles your earlier plan on faking death at a dining table, wishing to both fulfill your death and falsely escape—a compromising neutral option."

"Indeed, the Elf Race is extremely proud, preserving their dignity even unto death to win a trace of respectability... Before fate, we are always tragic and pitiful."

"My friend, my head accompanies you in resisting the final destiny." He replied without unveiling it, as the deadline approached, endeavoring together might also be a fitting conclusion.

"Good!" Shiguang Blood Concealment Emperor said: "Relax; no one in this world can kill me, hasn't been born yet!"

Boom!

The great battle fully erupted.

"Kill him!"

The Qi of countless Demon Dao powerhouses, like invisible dark monstrous tentacles, winding and reaching toward the heavens, pulling down that terrifying Great Emperor from the heights.

"Begone! You weaklings!"

He struck heavily with his hand onto the ground.

A transparent wave of Qi exploded all the tentacles apart, countless Demon Dao powerhouses were instantly injured, many spitting blood, displaying terribly fearful gazes.

So many people joined forces, and yet they are not opponents?

Boom!

Some of the weaker Demon Dao cultivators exploded instantly into a cloud of blood mist. As soon as their souls and qi drifted out, they were devoured by the frenzied Demon Dao cultivators nearby.

"Devour these dead Demon Dao, they exploded, seize their lifespan and qi."

Demon Dao's Age Eating.

Treating living people like inferior Immortal Herbs.

Consuming others' lifespans and souls to strengthen one's own qi.

And those who looted the dead Demon Dao cultivators suddenly had a surge in their aura, almost beginning to threaten the faint presence of Shiguang, the Blood Concealment Emperor.

"So that's how it is."

Suddenly, Shiguang, the Blood Concealment Emperor, lowered his head, his eyes were blood-red,

"Age Eaters absorb malice and become demons..."

He finally understood why even someone as powerful as himself would die here today.

The Demon Race can actually devour each other and advance.

No wonder they are the ninth and final category in the general principles among all living beings, the demons!

"Then, I will disperse the evil resentment and malice of those Demon Dao fellows after death, preventing you from eating them." With a flick of his expression, his immense qi transformed into a giant hand.

"Eh?"

Soon, he was surprised to find that when his palm touched the black aura, he couldn't dispel it, and instead, because of the contact, his own qi began to darken.

"Demons, truly mysterious, they can even assimilate, cannot be touched." His expression changed completely.

Because he was utterly unable to stop these guys from merging...

Soon, those crazed Demon Dao cultivators also realized this. Their only chance to win was to slay each other, become the ultimate Demon King, and then go challenge that incredible figure.

They couldn't escape either, fleeing alone meant death, certainly to be killed by Shiguang, the Blood Concealment Emperor above.

Moreover, these Demon Dao cultivators were already almost deranged, overwhelmed by chaotic thoughts, left without much wisdom, they instinctively slaughtered and devoured each other.

Bang!

They fought each other fiercely.

Blood-red and pitch-black colors entwined, thick over the entire land.

Endless "qi" blew in the air, black blood rain mixed with flesh pieces fell from the sky.

This blood rain was full of mottled and evil taste, sticky and bloody, falling on the giant stones of Hundred-Stone City, turning the entire Giant Stone City into an eerie black-red stone city.

90% of the world's lives gathered here over and over again, finally converging completely, becoming the world's first true demon...

Ultimately, a mass of flesh stood in the center, a massive blood egg slowly began to tear apart, countless red-black writhing tentacles extended from the gaps, like slowly opening a mysterious door, forcing some unknown creature into this world.

"I am already the first divine existence in the world."

He gazed down, finally understanding the world's malice,

"Every cultivated gene organ has been spliced, stitched together, forming this ultimate gene fused limb, every cell can swallow wind and eat qi, I am divine."

"And yet, before me appears a true... Demon Race!"

"The ultimate creature born from the nurturance of almost all life in the world."

On the desert of blood-red sand grains, two beings, one bright and one dark, stood distantly opposed, as if they were the last two lives in this apocalypse.

"So you finally see, this is my... destiny!"

Shiguang, the Blood Concealment Emperor roared, "My friend, how perhaps the one who can kill me has just been born, what should be done?"

Clash.

Like gods and demons in the apocalypse, they collided.

On a distant mountain, an elderly elf historian put down his staff, the elven race's behind-the-scenes saint finally took to the field, a pair of transparent wings unfurled behind him, darting downward swiftly.

In the Endless Ocean, waves surged and billowed, a colossal creature with countless tentacles enough to cover the coastline climbed over the Wall of Ten Thousand Stones, condensed into a seventeen-meter tall, six-legged, sleek woman, glistening with crystalline mucus, stepping closer to the desert.

In the Hundred-Stone City, in a certain house, a swordsman sitting cross-legged swiftly drew his sword, and with a flash of light, Du Jingsheng abruptly opened his eyes.

The Day of Destiny has arrived!

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