Right at the moment when that black energy orb, capable of destroying everything, was about to break free from Ovathrax and plummet toward the earth— The youth who had just reversed the celestial tides and matched gods with a mortal body used the last vestige of his willpower to lock his gaze onto the core of that chaotic energy.
He no longer had the strength to stand.
Even lifting a single finger had become a distant dream.
“Disappear…
for me!” Mo Hai released a final roar in the echoes of his fading consciousness.
Ignoring the system’s blood-red warnings, he transformed his remaining, barely flickering soul—burning near its end—into an invisible, razor-sharp needle and thrust it savagely toward the most insignificant energy node within Ovathrax’s colossal body!
This was the sole piece of intelligence he had bought with countless deaths during his simulations.
That was the fleeting “singularity” exposed when Ovathrax channeled such massive energy!
And it was precisely its weakness.
*Pfft—* It sounded like a balloon being popped.
The black energy orb, swollen to its absolute limit and radiating the aura of doomsday, suddenly froze!
Next, under the terrified, despairing gazes of everyone, the terrifying energy orb warped violently, expanded, and ultimately lost control, blasting toward the empty depths of the Beiluo Barren, in the exact opposite direction of the Midnight Rangers’ position!
*BOOM—!!!* A massive beam of light beyond words, capable of piercing heaven and earth, surged up from the distant horizon.
A terrifying shockwave swept across the entire battlefield, blowing countless Tacet Discords into the air, and tearing a massive rift through the dark clouds in the sky!
Meanwhile, due to distance and angle, the Midnight Rangers’ position miraculously suffered only the outermost edge of the aftermath.
Having accomplished all of this earth-shattering work, Mo Hai’s consciousness finally sank completely into boundless darkness.
The black combat outfit on his body shattered inch by inch, and the white mask bearing the name “Phantom” disintegrated entirely into dust.
After completing this final “Overclock,” his soul projection exhausted its last glimmer of light and flickered out like a candle in the wind.
…
Just then, a resonant horn call that pierced the clouds echoed from the direction of Jinzhou!
On the horizon, a well-equipped army with surging momentum charged like a black tide toward this tragic battlefield!
At the forefront were two starkly different figures.
One held a blade burning with fierce flame, her face calm as still water—it was none other than the Magistrate’s Counselor of Jinzhou, Changli!
Beside her, a young girl dressed in a spotless white military uniform, her eyes carrying a bone-deep chill, was charging at the very front of the army at an almost frantic speed!
It was Jinhsi!
After Mo Hai left, ignoring everyone’s dissuasion, she mobilized the magistrate office’s last elite guard and, accompanied by Changli, personally rushed to the front line!
“Kill—!” The arrival of reinforcements completely ignited the remaining fighting spirit of the surviving Midnight Rangers!
Spear in hand, Jiyan took the lead and launched a final charge against the tide of Tacet Discords, which had fallen into chaos due to their leader’s injury!
With the tide turning, the situation reversed in an instant!
Deprived of endlessly regenerating phantom soldiers and that earth-shattering strike, and attacked from both front and rear, the army of Tacet Discords finally began to collapse.
Meanwhile, the severely injured Ovathrax let out an unwilling roar as its massive body slowly sank beneath the earth and vanished.
The Battle of the Crescent Blade reached its conclusion in a manner no one could have anticipated.
However, there was no joy of victory in Jinhsi’s eyes.
Her eyes searched frantically through that sea of blood and mountain of corpses.
*Mo Hai…
Mo Hai!!* She cried out silently in her heart, which felt tightly gripped by an invisible, massive hand, hurting so much she could barely breathe.
That back…
those black clothes…
Though it was only a fleeting glimpse, she knew it had to be him!
Finally, at the edge of a giant crater plowed out by the shockwave, she found that familiar figure.
He lay there quietly, his ordinary cloth clothes soaked with blood and mud, his face pale as paper, his breathing so faint it was barely perceptible.
That handsome face she had looked at for countless nights, which always wore a playful smirk, was now so quiet it broke her heart.
“Mo…
Hai…!” Jinhsi’s body swayed, nearly unable to stand.
Stumbling forward, she fell to her knees beside Mo Hai and reached out with a trembling hand, yet didn’t dare to touch him, terrified that he would shatter like fragile porcelain under her fingertips.
Large, scalding tears rolled uncontrollably from her usually calm eyes, falling drop by drop onto Mo Hai’s cold cheek.
So…
When he said he was going to create a miracle, he meant it.
Those absurd “war games” he talked about were real too.
The youth who snuck candied haws with her and told her wild, imaginative stories…
The youth who was the only one to tell her, “Smile whenever you want,” when she was bound by the entire world…
He…
alone…
saved the entire Midnight Rangers.
Saved…
her whole world.
“Xixi…” Changli and Jiyan arrived as well, falling silent at the heartbreaking scene before them.
Jiyan looked at the youth, who showed almost no signs of life, his eyes filled with indescribable shock.
He couldn’t imagine how a youth who seemed to lack even the strength to choke a chicken had single-handedly reversed a lost war.
As for Jinhsi, she simply collapsed against Mo Hai’s chest, turning all her strength and endurance over the years into suppressed, despairing sobs.
Perhaps her tears were too scalding, or perhaps the power of temporal order within her body resonated with his.
The unconscious Mo Hai’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
His vision was still blurred, but the first thing he saw was Jinhsi’s tear-stained face, filled with heartache and despair.
Instinctively, he wanted to raise his hand to wipe away her tears.
But even using all his strength, he could only move a finger slightly.
The excessive burning of his life origin left him weaker than an ordinary human right now.
“Don’t…
don’t cry…” He tugged at the corner of his mouth, wanting to squeeze out a reassuring smile, but it only brought on a violent fit of coughing, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
“You…
you don’t look pretty when you cry.” His voice was so weak it seemed it might vanish into the wind at any moment.
“You idiot!
You big idiot!!” Seeing him trying to comfort her even like this, Jinhsi’s final line of defense completely crumbled.
Careless of everything, she grabbed his cold hand, pressed it against her cheek, and sobbed.
“Why did you do this…
why…
You clearly didn’t have to get involved…” “Cough, cough…” Mo Hai smiled weakly, but his gaze was as gentle as water.
Looking at her, he whispered in a voice so quiet only the two of them could hear: “I promised you…
friends don’t disappear for no reason.” “If I…
had to watch you cry over this battle…” “I…
would hurt too.” Having said that, he could no longer hold on.
His head tilted to the side, and he passed out once more.
But this time, his breathing was slightly steadier than before.
Jinhsi stared at him blankly, looking at his face, which still seemed to carry a faint smile even in his coma.
Unable to contain herself any longer, she leaned down and gently rested her head against his thin yet immensely warm chest.
A single tear slid down silently.
“Me too…”