Was this a threat?
What effect could such a threat have?
Yan Jue couldn't hear him; all he wanted was revenge.
He brought his sword down without hesitation.
With a single blow fueled by his rage, it was not just Pan Jie's mortal body that would be unable to withstand it.
Even the Nine Palace Yama behind him would not dare to face it head-on.
But Pan Jie closed her eyes in fear, yet her body remained resolutely in front of President Pan.
Good people remained good no matter the circumstances.
Whatever the grievances, she could not simply watch him die before her eyes.
*Puff!*
After a dull thud, Pan Jie was thrown to the ground by a wave of energy.
The expected pain did not come.
Slowly opening her eyes, she saw a scene that broke her heart.
Yan Jue's sword had plunged into the shoulder of the mecha, its wound extending to his chest.
Red blood gushed out, quickly forming a small stream on the ground.
With such a fatal injury, President Pan had no chance of survival.
Despair washed over Pan Jie as she stared blankly at the heartbreaking sight. In the next moment, she could no longer hold back a mournful cry.
"Brother!"
...
President Pan uttered his last words.
"She is innocent... please... let her go..."
The sword was withdrawn, and President Pan's blood stained the ground beneath his feet.
He knelt on the ground, his back straight, sustained by something unknown that kept his broken body standing on the battlefield of smoke and fire, a testament to his defiance.
The mad scientist was finally dead.
It was all over.
...
Yan Jue ultimately did not kill Pan Jie, though he desperately wanted to.
But then he thought of Tang Xiaomin. If she were awake, she would not have allowed him to do so.
Yan Jue turned and walked towards Tang Xiaomin, scooping her up from Lu Xing's side.
He had avenged himself, but it offered no help to Tang Xiaomin waking up.
He gently caressed her sleeping face, his sorrowful eyes holding an unprecedented determination.
"Don't be afraid, I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes."
What was a long wait, loneliness?
He was not afraid.
It was just that after she fell into slumber, his life had become too monotonous. He was alone, and time stretched on endlessly...
But as long as he knew she would wake up one day, none of that mattered.
It was all over, and they prepared to head back.
Yet, no one noticed the madness welling up in Pan Jie's eyes as she knelt by President Pan, weeping bitterly.
"He's dead! I'll make you all pay with your lives!"
"I've already activated the self-destruct sequence on the island. In one minute, the entire island will be blown up."
"Let's all die together, hahaha..."
"Hahaha..."
"None of you will leave!"
!!!
Zhong Li couldn't help but curse.
"Are you crazy? You'll die too if you do this!"
"If I die, I die! We'll all die together! The point is, no one lives."
"Hahaha..."
...
President Pan's death had driven Pan Jie to the brink of insanity.
"You..."
Zhong Li tried to say more, but Lu Xing interrupted him.
"Isn't this humanity? So small, yet so mad and dangerous."
"But this place is about to blow up, what do we do?"
Lu Xing shot him a look.
"Are you blind? Tang Xiaomin used her last bit of strength to forcibly tear open a passage to the Yellow Springs. We can go back through there."
"Once this island is destroyed, the passage will be gone too, and we'll have no more worries."
As Lu Xing spoke, a large number of undead warriors were already pouring into the passage and fleeing.
Even though they had won in the end, the destructive power of the island's artillery still left them with lingering fear.
Who would stay and be blown up if they could leave?
Yan Jue, holding Tang Xiaomin, jumped into the passage without hesitation.
Lu Xing was the last to go.
He glanced back at Pan Jie, shook his head, and sighed helplessly.
"This passage is not for the living, which means you can't escape this way."
"The self-destruct device you activated was ultimately for yourself."
Sometimes, retribution came swiftly.
Finally, Lu Xing leaped in without a second thought.
The island was a wreck, with only Pan Jie, the last living person, kneeling before President Pan.
There was no fear of death in her eyes, nor any desperate attempt to escape.
In fact, Peter had left her a mecha, fully charged, which she could have used to leave.
Peter had once doted on her the most. But later, his focus shifted entirely to this damnable technology. He changed, becoming a greedy businessman, a madman consumed by his inventions.
Did he research technology, or was some unseen force driving him to do all this? Who could say for sure?
"Everything of yours has been destroyed. Can you become the man you once were, the man who loved me the most?"
"I will go down with you, to witness your transformation."
...
*Boom!*
With a deafening explosion, the island was engulfed in a massive detonation.
Captured by satellite, the blast formed a mushroom cloud.
The intense shockwave also triggered a tsunami, devastating some coastal cities.
The official explanation was that the explosion was caused by tectonic plate collision, a natural disaster.
...
Two years later.
Graduation season.
The bell rang, and students poured out of classrooms like chicks from a coop, rushing to the cafeteria to eat.
In a private room on the second floor of the dining hall, Liu Feng ate the ice cream his girlfriend had bought him, sighing.
"It's been two years, and graduation is almost here. Why hasn't Xiao Min shown up yet?"
"Shuya, you're with Tang Ye. You probably know more about Xiao Min's situation than we do."
Shuya shook her head blankly.
"After the explosion at the tech company two years ago, Tang Ye only said that Xiao Min was severely injured and undergoing treatment."
"But in these two years, I haven't seen him call Xiao Min even once. I even checked his phone for messages, and there wasn't a single clue."
Lin Keke said weakly, "Could Xiao Min have already... passed on?"
"Tang Ye couldn't accept it, so he found an excuse to deceive himself and you."
The explosion at the tech company had caused countless casualties. These few, having heeded Tang Xiaomin's warning at the time, had run out and sustained only minor injuries.
But from then on, Tang Xiaomin had vanished.
Even her fiancé, the big boss of the conglomerate, had not reappeared in public view.
"She used to say she'd marry Yan Jue after graduation. If she were still alive, their wedding would probably be in the next few days."
Whether she was here or not, two years had passed, and everyone had their suspicions, but no one wanted to accept such a reality.
Just then, someone in the cafeteria shouted.
"They're fighting on the sports field! One person against five generals! Hurry up and go see!"
A fight!
A jolt went through the people at this table simultaneously.
Ye Lingyun was the first to run out.