RBCT Chapter 508 Extermination
Chapter 508 Extermination
"Don't be impulsive! Once you ascend to godhood, there will still be a chance!" Wanliuchun's voice was already somewhat ethereal, and her figure flickered in the blood-red sunlight, like a lamp that might be extinguished at any moment.
"Go into the Dark Building! I've thought of a way," Xu Si finally spoke, his voice calm.
He hesitated to try to persuade Chun to stay, but ultimately chose to trust Xu Si. He gritted his teeth and, without being stubborn, entered the black tower on Xu Si's wrist.
Sword Eleven did not retreat; it actually enjoyed the feeling, like a fine sword undergoing honing.
Xu Si felt equally good, and he began to draw upon more and more of the Blood Sun's power.
He no longer chose to get close.
Instead, they expend more energy capturing and utilizing the energy of the Blood Sun.
He even felt that his origin and the blood sun were essentially connected.
If he captures enough energy, he could even get Blood Sun to hand over the [Source of Plague] to him.
The light of the blood-red sun gathered around him, initially just a thin layer of dark red halo, like a light veil covering his skin.
But soon, the halo began to thicken and intensify, transforming from gauze into silk, from silk into armor, and from armor into a slowly rotating vortex composed of pure blood-sun energy.
Xu Si felt his body getting hot.
At this moment, he is more like a replica of the blood-red sun.
But this is far from enough.
He wanted more than just to absorb the energy of the Blood Sun; he wanted the Blood Sun to "acknowledge" him and awaken Xu Si's past connection with it.
He is now incredibly grateful that he anchored himself to the Blood Sun, rather than the Earth beneath his feet; otherwise, this terrifying truth would have remained buried for who knows how long.
Star Anchor.
He never actively used this characteristic again after being promoted to a higher rank.
But at this moment, the faint connection between him and the Blood Sun is becoming clearer and clearer, like a chain that has been buried for too long, finally pulled out of the soil. The links are covered with rust, but it is still there, still strong.
Finally, he captured more and more of the Blood Sun's energy, while the [Source of Plague] was being rejected by the Blood Sun.
Xu Si closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the depths of the star anchor.
The invisible chain connecting him to the Blood Sun appeared in the void, its links shimmering with crimson light, each trembling slightly as if responding to some ancient call.
The energy of the blood sun surged toward him along the chains, not passively infiltrating, but actively and almost urgently pouring in, as if this dead sun had finally found an existence that could bear its will.
Xu Si's body radiated an unparalleled scarlet light.
The energy of stars and blood sun converged, merged, and reconstructed within his body, like two surging rivers finally finding their common estuary.
He felt his consciousness extending outward, passing through the corrupt cloak woven from the source of the plague, touching the deepest core of the Blood Sun—
It was a desolate, polluted source.
At this moment, Xu Si transformed into the consciousness of the Blood Sun.
Commanding the blood sun energy to peel away the malignant tumor of the [Source of Plague] bit by bit.
Xu Si opened his eyes, his scarlet star-like pupils reflecting the patterns on the surface of the blood-red sun.
He raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, and the chain of the star anchor taut and vibrated in the void, emitting a silent hum.
"Come."
His voice wasn't loud, but it sounded like an inviolable decree.
A crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the blood-red sun.
It's not a crack in the physical sense, but a tear at the energy level.
A dark red light burst forth from the crack, carrying with it a mass of dark green, writhing substance that reeked of decay.
The source of the plague.
It is struggling.
It is rebelling.
It's clamoring.
The dark green substance writhed wildly in the blood-red sunlight, emitting a silent scream.
Corruption, death, calamity, and spread—four characteristics erupted simultaneously, attempting to resist the repulsion of the Blood Sun and the pull of Xu Si.
But Xu Si and Xue Ri will not give it any more chances to attach itself.
The dead sun seemed to be venting its pent-up anger, its dark red light surging in from all directions, peeling away, squeezing out, and expelling the source of the plague inch by inch from its core.
Xu Si's right hand suddenly clenched.
The Star Anchor Chains suddenly contracted, and the source of the plague was completely pulled out of the Blood Sun's core by an irresistible force, carrying with it a final, unwilling cry, as it shot toward Xu Si.
The dark green substance constantly deformed during its flight, trying to break free of its restraints, but every time it got closer to Xu Si, the blood-red sun's rays scorched it an inch more.
The decaying outer shell peeled away layer by layer in the light, revealing the dark, as black as solidified asphalt beneath.
Xu Si extended his left hand.
The opening of the space cloak opened in his palm, like a silent black hole.
"Go in."
The moment the source of the plague crashed into the space cloak, a chilling malice surged through Xu Si's arm and into his heart.
Corruption, famine, plague, death—countless negative concepts exploded in his consciousness, like ten thousand maggots gnawing at his soul at the same time.
Xu Si frowned slightly.
Then, the divine beauty crushed all that malice.
This time, the [Source of Plague] has really bitten off more than it can chew. Xu Si has two great treasures, Divinity and Divine Body, which are almost a natural counter to the [Source of Plague].
The opening of the space cloak closed.
The aura of the source of the plague has completely vanished from the world.
The blood-red sun's light suddenly shone brightly for a moment.
It wasn't that corrupt, dark red, but a long-lost, warm, and vibrant golden-red.
Although it only lasted for a moment, it did indeed light up.
Even Xu Si felt that something in the world had changed, as if a long, pent-up feeling in his chest was being exhaled.
It's like the exhilarating feeling of an illness coming on like a landslide and recovering like pulling silk from a cocoon.
"Is it over?" Wan Liuchun's voice came from the dark building, tinged with disbelief.
"No," Xu Si said.
His gaze fell upon the blood-red sun.
After the source of the plague was removed, the color of the blood sun did not immediately return; it remained dark red and still had a somewhat eerie feel, but the nauseating stench of decay had disappeared.
What remains is pure energy—fiery, violent, and destructive energy, but at least it is no longer a plague.
"Is Blood Sun inherently like this?" Xu Si asked.
"...I don't know, there is no Blood Sun in my world." Wanliuchun's voice hesitated for a moment.
The blade of Sword Eleven trembled slightly in the void, its silvery-white light shining even brighter than before.
Xu Si's current感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, including nostalgia and awe) is not that he has truly eradicated the [source of the plague], but that his Sequence 8 seems to be truly omnipotent.
If he could, he might even take a stroll through the Blood Sun.
Of course, he would never do that.
Moreover, he had just thought of the ultimate use of the Star Mirror.
Perhaps he will find his sister today.
If she chooses to see him.