Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1310 - 141: Demon God’s Mutation

The spreading of Kong Hua Realm has completely disappeared, and Huang Guang State has returned to its original appearance. The chaos of this day turned the most beautiful land of the United into devastation, and everyone had to leave first to resolve the disorder.

In this unprecedentedly fierce battle, an entire night had passed. Now the sky showed a faint white color, and dawn would soon arrive. Gongsun Ce sat on the white platform in the air, gazing at the backs of people leaving one by one. He should have been the first to go back and rest as he was badly injured, but thanks to the "immortal" power of the Holy Fire Armor, he did not feel physical exhaustion, only mental fatigue. He insisted on staying here until the end, as he believed that was his duty.

"It’s almost over, Ce," Alandia said, "Once we have restored Huang Guang State’s land, we should rest aboard the ship."

"Oh, okay."

Gongsun Ce replied casually, with an inexplicable sense of calmness. The Dawn Knight was busy planning and correcting with a skill of the white material. After watching for a while, he suddenly asked, "Alandia, I still don’t quite understand some things."

"The maze."

"Yes, what does that maze signify? Why did I meet people I personally killed inside it?"

"The maze represents your hesitation, it is the side of your wishes hidden deep within your heart," Alandia said, "To this day, you have killed many people, knowing they had to die, yet feeling that if everything were to restart, they might have a chance for redemption."

Thus, he encountered his past enemies in the maze. Thus, he found himself within the maze. It was the wish buried deep in his soul...

"Can everyone achieve a redemptive ending?" Gongsun Ce smiled bitterly, "I am indeed a naive fellow."

"But you didn’t encounter Situ Yi."

"That’s good. It means I never had even the slightest thought that he could be saved. Looks like I’m still far from being a saint." Gongsun Ce chuckled, "Some people must die; a temporary resurrection can be allowed, but true revival cannot."

Gongsun Ce stopped speaking, sitting cross-legged on the white platform, gazing at the whitening sky. Many people, many things crisscrossed his mind, yet did not bring chaotic annoyance, but flowed gently like a stream. The old leader, Kerky, the Queen, Morton, the origin of Constant Law, the loving kindness for all, thus born the sadness... the cowardly man manipulating everything in the theater, his despairing howl before death.

"...We have avenged everyone, Alandia," Gongsun Ce said, "We killed the enemies, didn’t we?"

Alandia sat beside him, returning a calm smile.

"Yes, Ce, the revenge is over."

Just as every time clues are found, just as every time judgments are made, her words established an unquestionable truth. Gongsun Ce recalled Shiyu Genmi’s expression after the death of Shiyu Lianyi years ago, only now did he truly understand his friend’s state of mind then. Not ecstatic, nor empty, it was a task you had carried for a long time, now you finally completed it yourself. You can rest temporarily, can avert your gaze, can look to a higher place...

Embark from the past, move forward.

An intense desire to express was born from the heart, naturally like a writer’s pen accumulating over time. He spread his hands, letting Nirvana Flame turn into grey arrows, white material forming slender arrow shafts, black and red Tribulation Flame locked into the longsword core, providing the power that will ultimately erupt. This is the Double Star Destruction, a super skill so powerful it’s only shootable as long arrows. And now Gongsun Ce had a newfound understanding, he could control his emotions, his power, he could hold hatred steadily in his hands. It was a technique Alandia personally taught him through their journey together, through their final joint sword strike.

Thus the long arrow transformed in the burn, re-forged into a brand new blade according to Gongsun Ce’s preference. It became a giant sword as tall as a person, its pitch-black blade bold and severe, with a dark red glow sealed in the center, not aggressive but calm and stable, like the quiet flowing lava beneath an obsidian mountain.

Gongsun Ce lifted the giant sword, placed it on his knees. He stroked the flame mark at the sword’s center with his fingertip, various meme thoughts coming easily, merging into the sword following his emotions and reflections. He lightly tapped the giant sword, its blade resonating, crisp like wind chimes in a summer breeze.

"What is its name?" the Dawn Knight asked.

"Absolute Hate Seal Double Star Destruction," Gongsun Ce said, "Strike to sever hatred."

He smiled, relieved, and tossed the giant sword into the air. A giant grey hand grasped the sword hilt, a figure of ash stepping out from the burning mandala, completing the sixth seal on the scroll. Thus, the mandala was finally complete, the gray flame flowing and ravaging, as countless lotus flowers bloomed. The six-armed figure danced along with the scroll, as if immortals stepped into the fire, dancing wild and mysterious.

But Gongsun Ce didn’t look anymore, he gazed longingly at the horizon, waiting for the moment night breaks into dawn. The many experiences along the way flickered like stars in his mind, he thought about the cities and wilderness traversed, the Saint’s pilgrimage legend, the ordinary man’s lamentation due to limits, the eternally achieved by the curious woman from ancient times. He thought about those shimmering like gold, those sinister as stealthy men, the grudges of greed and silence, the wondrous Heaven that shouldn’t exist.

And within the memories, fragments of firelight mixed in, like interludes beneath the main melody; Kerky’s dagger, Macrow’s flame, the Silent King’s black sword. Their considerations, confusions, and decisions melted together with the firelight, flowing into his heart, urging him to reach his own conclusion, make his own choices.