Xu Mo's true body floated at the chest of the black phantom, appearing tiny in comparison.
The power of the Soul Seed was somewhat incomprehensible, briefly pushing his current strength to a level that even he found absurd.
But he knew very well that he only had one strike to unleash that terrifying single-character Word Soul.
Just one strike!
After this one strike, this state would collapse. Given the terrifying boost to his strength, the weak phase that followed would probably leave him too exhausted to even stand.
Furthermore, Xu Mo couldn't utter a single word right now; it felt as if a giant boulder was wedged in his throat.
He recognized this uncomfortable sensation; it was the precursor to acquiring a new Word Soul.
—A single-character Word Soul!
With a hint of anticipation, he looked up and flapped his wings.
As he approached the green protective barrier, he didn't choose to force his way through. Instead, his body somehow turned ethereal, passing straight through the green array overhead that no one else could cross.
The formation trapping everyone, designed to turn this place into a dead city of aberrations, was bypassed just like that.
He hovered outside the massive array, looking down at Dawn City below.
Behind him, the colossal black phantom that towered between heaven and earth mimicked his movement, gazing down at the city as if looking at a toy in the palm of its hand.
The scene was incredibly oppressive. Everyone in the city craned their necks to stare at the giant black silhouette in the sky, feeling a tremor of fear from the very depths of their souls.
Those who had never seen the Evil Gods of the Old Days felt, in a daze, that this was exactly what one would look like!
Meanwhile, unnoticed by anyone, a paper-thin object was slowly drifting down from the sky at the center of the black cocoon's explosion.
It fluttered downward, resembling a withered leaf swept away by an autumn breeze.
At first, no one paid attention to it, but just as it was about to touch the ground, it suddenly expanded rapidly against the wind!
Ten meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters!
It seemed to want to grow into a massive canopy, blanketing the entirety of Dawn City!
—It was none other than Liang Shuguang!
Previously, his body had split apart to the limit, turning into a sheet of skin plastered to the ground inside the black cocoon. After the cocoon shattered, this skin had drifted away with the wind.
Who would have thought such a change would occur now!
Then, Liang Shuguang's voice echoed from the sky.
The voice carried the exact same warm, gentle, and even slightly smiling tone he usually used, yet the words he spoke sent a bone-chilling shiver through everyone present.
“Save your breath.”
“Do you really think my thirty years of planning and scheming, backed by the power of the Evil Gods of the Old Days, can be undone by a few of your words?”
“Dawn City is destined to perish today!”
His voice was intentionally amplified, as if he feared someone might miss it, ensuring every resident in the city heard it loud and clear.
“From the very beginning, no one could save this place. It was so thirty years ago, and it is still so thirty years later!”
“It has always been a mere matter of time before its destruction.”
Standing amidst the ruins, Liu Yun began to tremble violently. Her already unstable mental state grew even harder to maintain.
She raised her head, her eyes wavering as she stared at the human skin rapidly expanding in midair.
She opened her mouth but couldn't produce a sound. Her eyes grew cloudy, as if she were on the verge of hallucinating.
Xu Mo hovered outside the massive array, looking down at the scene.
To be honest, even he was slightly surprised.
He had assumed things would end with Liang Shuguang's death, but he hadn't expected the man to pop up and cause trouble at the final moment.
Furthermore, he could sense that the expanding skin still carried extremely powerful fluctuations of the Old Ones' aura.
Shouldn't the guy have been completely drained by him?
Besides, wasn't his ability related to souls? How did he end up turning himself into a kite?
“You really are... something else.”
Xu Mo sighed inwardly, once again marveling at what a piece of work Liang Shuguang was.
But it didn't matter anymore. Right now, his single-character Word Soul was what mattered.
And putting that aside, Xu Mo could tell that the words the guy just spoke were completely intentional.
There was no logic to it, nor did he explain his motives or plans; he simply declared his desire to destroy Dawn City.
It was a classic villain exposing his own identity.
In that case, he was trying to prop up Bai Feifei...
In front of the entire city, he was essentially shattering his own reputation of the past thirty years with his own hands, pinning himself to the pillar of shame without hesitation, and putting on the mantle of the “ultimate villain.”
As long as someone defeated this “ultimate villain,” it would be equivalent to completing a handover ceremony of the savior.
This guy had worn the savior's clothes for thirty years. Now... he planned to take them off and die in the garments of a sinner.
Fair enough. He accepted his defeat gracefully and still possessed a shred of integrity.
He wasn't sure what use this human skin blanketing the city had, but if he couldn't deal with it...
How could he possibly fail to deal with it?!
Xu Mo knew all too well the power of his next strike.
He looked down at Liang Shuguang's skin and the green protective barrier of the massive array. Standing in the air, he slowly raised his right hand.
At the same time, the colossal black phantom towering behind him moved, slowly raising the pillar-like spear in its hand.
Xu Mo didn't say a word, presenting a stark contrast to the white angel from earlier.
He emitted no holy aura and spoke no inspiring words. There was only a sense of pure, unadulterated violence, like a silent god of slaughter preparing to strike.
In the eyes of everyone below, comparing this phantom with the angelic one from before left them in a bit of a daze.
One phantom was light and the other was dark; one was peaceful and the other was violent. They were like two entirely different responses to this world.
One sowed hope, spreading its wings to shield the entire city and trying to awaken the last remaining courage in everyone's hearts.
The other was violent, seeking to smash and destroy everything.
Two powers, two postures. They shook the hearts of everyone, deeply carving the name of the Masked Hermit Society into their minds.
In the next second, Xu Mo's hand fell heavily!
Following his movement, the pillar-like spear behind him instantly sliced through the sky, crashing down toward Dawn City from above!
At that exact moment, Xu Mo finally spoke.
The remaining power of the Soul Seed surged entirely into his throat. The single-character Word Soul he had been holding back for so long was born and escaped his lips above Dawn City.
【Suppress!】
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