chsdbacks Chapter 167 Zhao Xin: If my sacrifice can save this world... then! Come on!
Chapter 167 Zhao Xin: If my sacrifice can save this world... then! Come on!
Chapter 167
"Hehe, little darling, just wait and see, your grandpa Xin!"
Zhao Xin rubbed his hands together and leaped towards the spear.
The moment my feet touched the ground, a scorching heat shot up through the soles of my boots.
The volcanic rock surface was scorching hot from the lava not far below, and every step felt like walking on a red-hot iron plate.
However, Zhao Xin didn't care.
Although it was a bit hot on his feet, he was a super soldier after all, and he could withstand the temperature.
He rushed to the spear in two strides, and only then could he truly see its full form.
This was no ordinary gun, but a long-handled, broad-bladed, crescent-shaped sword, with golden sun patterns engraved on the back.
The blade was shimmering with a dark purple, ethereal light, and the tip was adorned with an eagle's head.
The eagle's eyes gleamed faintly in the hot air, as if they might open at any moment.
The entire knife was stuck in the cooled volcanic rock, and the surrounding rocks were eroded by the void energy that occasionally overflowed from the blade, creating a ring of fine cracks.
"So cool!"
Zhao Xin's eyes almost sparkled with excitement.
The opportunity that belonged to Master Xin was finally about to arrive! He slowly reached out his hand, his fingertips touching the hilt of the knife.
The instant his fingertips touched the hilt, an indescribable power surged from the blade.
It traveled along his fingers to his arm, striking straight into the depths of his consciousness.
Zhao Xin felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if he had been dragged into a completely unfamiliar space.
This space has no sky, no ground, no light source, yet it is not dark.
A faint, dark purple halo surrounded them, like starlight diluted countless times in the void, coldly illuminating the silent water surface at their feet that stretched to who-knows-where.
The water was as still as a mirror, reflecting a tall, blurry figure. When Zhao Xin looked up...
The figure had already stepped out of the reflection, materialized from nothingness, and stood a few steps in front of him.
Zhao Xin was stunned.
What's going on?
Nobody said that picking up weapons randomly would cause this, right?
What kind of figure was that?
He was tall and slender, possessing a silver-gray ascended divine body, long snow-white hair, crimson vertical pupils, and a third eye on his forehead.
The torso is covered with gilded holy light patterns, which are corroded by dark purple void rifts, making it half holy and half filthy;
Clad in lightweight black and gold ascension armor and a navy blue robe, his overall demeanor was cold and solemn.
His face was very strange, possessing both majesty and ferocity.
If Cang Yu were here, he would definitely sigh:
I didn't get to eat the thousand-year-old blessed food; it caused Master Xin to fall into a trap.
Even in another world, without the thousand-year-old blessing...
Our poor Lord Xin has fallen for their trick!
"Feel sorry."
This was the first sentence Yaheng uttered, his voice low and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, even his vocal cords seemed stiff.
"I know this is very unfair to you. You just touched a weapon and shouldn't have been dragged into this. But I have no time left and no choice."
Zhao Xin subconsciously took a step back, instinctively trying to break free from this strange space.
But he found that although he was conscious, his body was not under his control.
"Wha...what do you mean? Who are you? Where is this place? Where's my cool gun?"
Aheng did not answer these questions.
He seemed to be listening to a sound from a very distant place. He tilted his head slightly, a fleeting struggle flashing in his cracked eyes, before he looked back at Zhao Xin:
"They have come into this world, and I must stop them so that the world is not destroyed."
"Wait, wait, wait!" Zhao Xin took three steps back, gesturing wildly with his hands in front of him, as if this would stop Aheng from getting closer.
"After all that you've said, I think I understand. You're saying you're a good person, and a group of bad people are trying to conquer the world, and you want to stop them. Right?"
Yaheng nodded.
Zhao Xin spread his hands:
"But what does this have to do with me? If you want to stop the bad guys, then go ahead. At worst, I'll just not take your spear."
He thought he had gotten himself into trouble by picking up the spear, and that once he returned it, the matter would be over.
Aheng shook his head: "No, you've already picked up the spear."
"Hey, so what if you pick it up? It's not like you can't put it down."
Zhao Xin was perfectly justified.
But seeing Yaheng's silent expression, he gradually froze.
"Um... I don't think I'll really be unable to put it down once I pick it up, will I?"
"No, you can put it down."
Zhao Xin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, then I'll return it to you."
Yaheng shook his head again.
Zhao Xin was completely stunned:
"Uh, what do you mean? You don't want it back? Are you a germaphobe?"
"I only touched him once, is that really necessary?"
Aheng sighed: "No. It's just because I don't have a body."
"Holy crap, you're a ghost?!" Zhao Xin was startled and instantly became alert.
"You...you're not planning to possess me, are you!?"
Aheng fell silent.
Zhao Xin panicked instantly.
"Say something! What do you mean by being silent!"
Zhao Xin's voice rose a full eight octaves, echoing in layers upon layers in this space of consciousness devoid of heaven and earth.
He subconsciously took two steps back, but quickly realized that no matter how many steps he took back, he couldn't escape this godforsaken place, so he simply stood still and assumed a posture of being ready to die.
"Let me tell you, although I may be a bit timid in general, I'm absolutely decisive when it comes to important matters."
"You want to possess me? No way! I'd rather die than submit!"
"Brother Xin, my brothers are still out there. Once they realize I'm missing, they'll definitely come looking for me. Then the four of us brothers will beat you to a pulp!"
After he finished yelling, Aheng spoke in an extremely slow and weary tone:
"They will destroy everything, including your brother."
Zhao Xin was stunned, then fell into a dilemma:
How can you prove what you're saying is true?!
Yaheng didn't speak, but shared a part of his memories with Zhao Xin.
Looking at the 'monsters' in the other person's memory, Zhao Xin fell silent.
If such a monster were to actually descend, the world might truly be destroyed.
Xiao Lun and the others will also... He dared not think any further.
After a long while, Zhao Xin lowered his guard.
He's always had a chivalrous spirit, hasn't he?
He's always been very courageous, hasn't he?
Zhao Xin raised his head, a relieved smile on his face:
"If my sacrifice can save the world... then come on!"
Yaheng was stunned.
Perhaps at this moment, he was also deeply moved by the nobility of the person before him.
Yaheng didn't say anything more.
Perhaps he did speak, but Zhao Xin could no longer hear him...