The Crimson Curse swept over the plains like a viscous tide of blood, leaving nothing but death in its wake. The raging blue flame once soared to the sky, trying to block this destructive torrent, but failed to slow the curse in the slightest.
This eerie Crimson Curse reminded Li Ye of the Champion Nemesis 'Shang' that he once encountered, also carrying an undeniable power that seemed almost like a law.
The Biomimetic Tear Drop instinctively rejected and resisted it, proving its danger, though it hadn't yet reached the terrifying level of concept erasure like the Chaos Sea.
However, what puzzled Li Ye the most was the defeat of the blue flame.
The more desperate the situation, the stronger the power of the blue flame should be.
In this apocalypse-like world, the blue flame theoretically could burn Supreme beings to ashes and scatter their remains.
Even his Ye Yun could temporarily clear a region of the curse, so the vaster and more powerful blue flame should have been enough to burn all the Crimson Curses in the world to nothing!
That was from the Master of Green Flames, the Fifth God of the Chaos Side.
Even in some ancient records, though there was a civilization powerful enough to challenge Chaos, it couldn't deny that the Chaos Gods were the pinnacle existence within the Void Realm. The Master of Green Flames, young as he might be, perhaps had not yet ascended to the peak, but he was certainly not something the Crimson Curse could provoke.
Yet such a powerful blue flame was forcibly 'erased' as if removing erroneous code by a more fundamental, more absolute force.
With the blue flame's dissipation, the long-accumulated Crimson Curse lost its counterbalance completely, roaring in like a breached dam into the Flaming Abyss!
Beneath the Abyss, millions of Radiant Fire Stones simultaneously erupted with unprecedented crimson light, like a scorching star river raging underground, frantically resisting the curse's intrusion. This radiance of the Radiant Fire, embodying the entire civilization's essence, was far beyond the strength of any conventional Radiant Fire Great Wall by hundreds of times!
However, under the endless and seemingly world-bearing malice of the Crimson Curse, the radiant Abyssal light dimmed in an instant...
The last line of defense of human civilization, declared ineffective.
The Crimson Curse filled the massive Abyss, like an overflowing cup of death, flooding over the defenses and advancing towards the last refuge of humanity... pressing ever closer.
Desperate screams and wails erupted instantly.
Some Spiritual Ability Users tried to take their families and flee into the sky, but were forcefully dragged back to the ground by the Wanderers, instantly engulfed by the Crimson tide.
Some parents desperately lifted their young children high, trying to keep them away from the ground, but the curse's tide, ignoring physical laws, wound up like a living thing, enveloping and devouring hope and life together...
Others sighed as they watched the approaching Crimson Curse, giving up all resistance, triggering bombs beneath them, so they wouldn't turn their corpses into new Wanderers.
This was a hopeless hell.
Even with Li Ye's extraordinary combat strength, he couldn't stop everything.
He could only activate Mythical Mimicry·Kunpeng, attempting to lift some people off the ground, but everyone refused, unwilling to burden the Champion who had saved them. They all knew that without the Wonders, Mythical Mimicry wouldn't last long and would instead be a drag.
They chose to face death calmly, with reluctance and relief...
Li Ye could only ascend with the Little Mad King and Xia Ming, along with some other strong individuals, hoping to witness the so-called 'reset.'
And just as the last Wonder, the White Stone Wonder connected to Xia Ming, was about to be touched by the Crimson Curse.
That dark figure finally appeared again.
At this moment, Li Ye was finally able to see his form clearly. Nearly two meters tall, with flowing muscles full of power indicating male features, his face wrapped with black bandages that seemed to absorb light layer by layer, leaving no gap.
"As expected, Monarch Token, you only show up at the last moment...." Xia Ming stared at that dark figure, his tone complicated, then suddenly asked: "How many times have we had this conversation?"
If the world truly resets again and again, then all resistance right now is meaningless.
He wanted to know, in countless past cycles, whether he had stood on this final land, having the same exchange with this mysterious figure.
Xia Ming was confident that even if the world reset repeatedly, as long as the individual "Xia Ming" was born, with his wisdom and talent, even if not every time he became a Hero, he could at least become a top scholar.
Similarly, he believed he could always glimpse part of the truth and converse with Monarch Token on this final stage.
"Similar conversations..." Monarch Token's voice was calm without a ripple, like an icy synthesized tone: "There should be 820,000 times."
His hands didn't stop, swiftly breaking open the crumbling White Stone Wonder. The remaining, last bit of Power of Faith was about to disperse when he precisely captured and devoured it.
Xia Ming's aura as a Great Divine Power User instantly dropped to the bottom, but he didn't care, frozen in place, his mind utterly seized by that terrifying number.
Eighty... hundred thousand times?
Is this serious? A hundred thousand?
Has the world really reset that many times? No, potentially even more! Because Xia Ming himself certainly wouldn't survive to the end every reset, becoming the one to converse with Monarch Token.
That number was far beyond their comprehension.
One must know, even with history's gaps, the mere traceable cycles of civilization are not easy to conceive.
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