Chapter 150: Slaying the Behemoth, The War Ends
Ninth level of the falling Suspended High Tower 132.
Ceres, holding Ling Ling’s hand, witnessed a scene unprecedented in human history, a sight so impactful that she could only feel awe.
She was lucky to be one of the few witnesses to this momentous battle.
Ling Ling, also a witness, was searching for Luo Xue. Unable to find her, a sad expression appeared on her face.
“Where’s Sister Xue’er? Sister Xue’er… isn’t gone, is she…”
Ceres’s gaze lowered slightly, looking at the insignificant speck of light beneath the monstrous, distorted deep space behemoth.
The gradually dimming light indicated that the disaster engine was overloaded to its limit. Even the aircraft had disintegrated, only the bare engine core was still barely operational.
“Miss Luo Xue… should have completed her mission.”
Ceres tightened her grip on Ling Ling’s hand. She didn’t dare to say that Luo Xue’s life was in danger.
Not to mention how long Luo Xue could survive at five thousand meters, facing the wrath of a deep space behemoth, even the war machine patrol fortresses were at risk of being destroyed.
However… Miss Luo Xue had done it. She had protected the entire Suspended High Tower, buying them enough time.
Although she hadn’t completely killed the deep space behemoth, it was still an incredible feat, making her the undisputed strongest human.
“After she’s done, will Sister Xue’er come back?”
Ling Ling looked up at Ceres, hoping for a hopeful answer.
Ceres hesitated, then sighed softly.
“She should.”
“Okay!”
Ling Ling nodded vigorously, then continued looking out the observation window, her small face serious, still searching for Luo Xue.
Seeing Ling Ling like this, Ceres could only sigh inwardly again.
She looked at the dimming speck of light, intending to witness the end of this human hero.
Just then, Ling Ling suddenly tugged on Ceres’s clothes, pointing excitedly towards the deep space behemoth.
“Sister Ceres, look, it’s Sister Xue’er! I found her!”
Ceres followed Ling Ling’s finger and her pupils constricted instantly.
“Miss Luo Xue, how…”
She saw that the dimming speck of light was now shining brightly again, moving even faster towards the deep space behemoth.
“Is she really planning to kill the deep space behemoth? That’s… impossible, right?”
Severing a claw of the deep space behemoth single-handedly was enough to be recorded in human history. If she single-handedly defeated a deep space behemoth… it wasn’t just a matter of recording it, it was something no one dared to even imagine!
“But why hasn’t Sister Xue’er come back yet…”
Ling Ling said, resting her chin on her hand, looking troubled.
Ceres remained silent, holding her breath.
Could Miss Luo Xue really do it?
Was she about to witness history again…
At this moment, the Federal Military, which hadn’t yet reached the battlefield, was even more shocked.
But they admired Luo Xue’s courage even more. After all, not everyone dared to face a deep space behemoth directly, without any protection, and even launch an attack.
As for killing a deep space behemoth… they didn’t even dare to think about it, because no one knew the behemoth’s true strength better than them.
But even so, this speck of light, charging against the tide, would forever shine brightly in the history of the new human civilization.
“She’s getting closer…”
“Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters…”
“Just how close is she planning to get…”
A few hundred meters, for a creature the size of a deep space behemoth, was practically point-blank range.
The distorted monster extended its body, approaching Luo Xue.
The overwhelming stench reminded Luo Xue of her final battle against the Primordial Mother in the Immortal Martial World.
“But you’re still much uglier than her… At least she still looked somewhat humanoid…”
Luo Xue muttered inwardly, gripping the dagger formed from a spatial fold. The surrounding formation runes were collapsing, and the engine core, which powered the entire Suspended High Tower, was reaching its limit.
However… this time, there was no withering aura.
Because Luo Xue’s body couldn’t withstand another use of the Sword of Withering, but this time… she still used a law-level sword intent.
A different law, completely different from withering.
—”Space-Time.”
The Sword Intent of Space-Time.
“Time flies like an arrow…”
Luo Xue swung her sword lightly. It was a simple, unadorned move, but executed with practiced precision, comparable to an inner disciple of the Peerless Summit Sect.
Without any fancy movements, just a simple sword strike, separating day from night.
And where the sword light passed, space began to collapse around the deep space behemoth, even its timeline became distorted.
One moment it was a collection of matter, not yet fully formed, the next it was flesh and blood decaying for hundreds, even thousands, of years.
The distorted space-time devoured the deep space behemoth, its entire being falling into the endless void within the spatial cracks.
“Weng—”
A low, humming sound, the deep space behemoth’s angry roar, echoed through the sky, but it was futile.
“Careful, it’s a mental attack!”
The Federal Military, seeing this, was shocked, and the commander shouted urgently into his communicator,
“Evade immediately! Repeat, evade immediately! Damn it, shouldn’t this be used as a last resort…”
In the Federal Military’s view, they could only see the speck of light disappearing into the deep space behemoth, then the behemoth started struggling, as if in its final throes.
“That kid who called herself an immortal, what did she do…”
Luo Xue wanted to sheathe her sword, but it seemed unnecessary now.
Her sword was essentially a spatial fold, but now, the surroundings were filled with shattered spatial folds and a chaotic timeline, the most chaotic place in the world.
After extracting the spatial fold to form Luo Xue’s dagger, Qualcomm had silently died high in the sky, his body nowhere to be found, perhaps buried within some shattered spatial rift.
Some might call him a hero, some might be willing to follow his ideals, and perhaps he was right…
But he was also a madman, a ruthless executioner with blood on his hands.
Luo Xue could never agree with Qualcomm’s actions. Being buried in the unknown depths of space, along with his ideals, was the best judgment for him.
Now…
The dying deep space behemoth was still trying to invade Luo Xue’s mind, but it didn’t know that this would only hasten its demise.
After using the Sword of Withering, Luo Xue had practically become the embodiment of withering, a being more terrifying than any plague. Nothing could escape withering, even if it could hardly be defined as life.
Countless mental attacks bombarded Luo Xue’s soul, making her slightly dazed, not because the deep space behemoth’s mental attacks were too powerful, but because she didn’t resist.
Because some people could only be seen in the deepest recesses of her subconscious…
The disaster engine had completely collapsed, its core formation disintegrated.
Luo Xue, alone, suspended five thousand meters in the sky, slowly closed her eyes, completing her final sword strike.
The deep space behemoth suddenly thrashed madly, even without sentience, it felt an instinctive fear, trying to escape this area.
The surrounding dark clouds churned, countless substances re-aggregating. The deep space behemoth was willing to pay any price, but it couldn’t stop this sword.
A giant spatial fold slowly appeared, a strong “string vibration” phenomenon occurring, completely tearing apart the deep space behemoth’s body.
“Weng…”
Even its final roar was weak and desperate. The behemoth’s massive body began to split from within, its flesh and blood scattering.
From below, it looked like a brilliant firework made of flesh and blood, perhaps the most beautiful moment in the deep space behemoth’s short life.
The deep space behemoth was dead.
Thirty minutes after its arrival, the crisis was over. Humanity’s only loss was a disaster engine.
When the patrol fortresses finally arrived, they only saw the behemoth’s remains, still floating in the air, gradually falling.
“My god…”
The military commander, personally present at the scene, sensing the aftermath of this magnificent battle, was speechless, only able to express his shock with an ancient exclamation.
Only by being here, facing the terrifying remains of the deep space behemoth, could one truly feel the incredibility of this battle.
She had actually killed a deep space behemoth alone…
This was a monster that even the combined forces of all patrol fortresses would need months to defeat.
Even if it wasn’t fully formed upon arrival, the deep space behemoth still possessed all its abilities: its powerful regenerative ability, its terrifying mental attacks, and its inescapable biological contamination, all weapons that could render humanity helpless.
But before Luo Xue, the regenerative ability was useless against withering, and the mental attacks and biological contamination were also ineffective.
Then, the commander realized the significance of this hero, who had single-handedly defeated the deep space behemoth, and immediately ordered,
“Approach the behemoth’s remains, find the hero!”
Even if it was just her remains…
“But, but…” The adjutant hesitated. “Even after death, deep space behemoths carry a strong mental contamination… Approaching rashly might be dangerous.”
“Overload the patrol fortress engines, activate the full containment system, and approach the behemoth’s remains immediately!” The commander said softly. “We’re already late, we can’t be late again.”
What if the hero was still alive, and their hesitation caused her death…
That was an unacceptable outcome.
The adjutant was silent for a moment, then nodded.
“Yes, sir.”
Soon, several patrol fortresses began cleaning the battlefield before the danger had even completely passed, and the search for the hero’s remains also began.
Whether they found the hero alive or dead, it was of great significance to humanity.
At the same time, after a long descent, Suspended High Tower 132 finally landed, completing a non-standard docking with the ground.
Having lost its disaster engine, the Suspended High Tower couldn’t adjust its position mid-air and could only rely on its remaining docking systems to ensure a safe landing.
Fortunately, the landing site was a plain, and the Suspended High Tower didn’t crash, but the damage exceeded 10%.
There were many casualties among the Tower People on the lower three levels, especially those living near the docking facility, where the casualty rate exceeded 30%.
However, no matter what…
Suspended High Tower 132 had survived this crisis.
But it had also become the first Suspended High Tower without a disaster engine… No, it should now be called just a Tower City.
This might become the first Tower City located on the endless wasteland, and the Tower People within would face the same predicament as the Wastelanders.
Facing the ubiquitous natural disasters and calamities, every day of survival was a blessing.
On the ninth level of the Tower City, Ling Ling stared blankly at the sky through the dusty observation window.
Her gaze was fixed on the deep space behemoth’s remains, which had become a small speck in the distance, hoping that the person she missed would descend from the heavens and return to her.
Ceres sat beside her in silence. She knew… how great Luo Xue’s sacrifice was.
But… the price was that this world had lost a serious and unsmiling girl forever.
“Sister Xue’er… will it be a long time before she comes back?”
Ling Ling finally retracted her gaze and looked at Ceres.
Ceres didn’t speak, just looked at Ling Ling.
She had expected to see hopeful eyes, or perhaps sadness from knowing the truth, but Ling Ling’s gaze was calm.
Ling Ling… seemed to have known all along, and she had already accepted it.
Being looked at by such eyes, Ceres opened her mouth, the prepared words reaching her throat, but she couldn’t say anything, only nodding slightly.
“Yes…”
“Did Sister Xue’er succeed?” Ling Ling asked again.
This time, Ceres nodded vigorously.
“Yes.”
“As expected, Sister Xue’er is the best!”
Ling Ling sighed, walked to the observation window, raised her small hand, and gently touched the glass, as if caressing Sister Xue’er in the sky above.
“Sister Ceres, can you promise me something?” Ling Ling suddenly turned and said.
“…Tell me.”
“Can you… not dismantle the laboratory?”
Ling Ling’s small face was serious. “I want to do something amazing. Even if I can’t compare to Sister Xue’er, I still want her to praise me when she comes back.”
Ceres’s eyes flickered slightly, and she lowered her eyelids.
“Of course… no problem.”
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