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Chapter 801 The Thirteenth Lord of Blood City

The flames formed by Gao Yun burning everything and the heart that Gao Ming sacrificed everything are the core of the Blood City of the Vast Ocean. They are the lords of the Blood City recognized by the will of the Vast Ocean, but unfortunately, no one in the deeper world cares about this recognition.

The Unborn Child and the Blood-Clad Fiend God had just endured the attack of destiny in the highest night sky, but Dream was far from its peak. High Fate only occupied four shrines, and there was still one last shrine that had not been found.

The two fierce gods and an unknowable being attacked simultaneously. Even though they were unable to unleash their full power for various reasons, the pressure they exerted was still extremely terrifying.

The three rules collided, distorting everything. No one could defeat the other, but the original body's own fetus clearly gained the upper hand. A wave of curses swept in. This fetus was never a good person; it was vindictive, vicious, and tyrannical!
"Both of you, die!"

Blood City has reached its most critical moment, and Gao Ming doesn't want any problems to arise. He is also constantly making choices in his heart.

"The ruthless Dr. Gao has been scheming from beginning to end. It seems that he arranged all the things that made me die so many times and all that I suffered. He is a very cunning person. If I hand over Hanhai to him, it will become a tool in his hands. Meng is an unknowable existence. He almost destroyed Xinhu. The destruction of Hanhai Blood City also seems to be related to his betrayal. I would rather die than give it to this dog. Finally, there is the fetus. His personality is extremely unstable. It seems that he has nine different personalities. But his mother, Wen Qing, is the faith of all regrets and imperfections in the world. That giant whale is the most suitable choice."

Even if everything is just to benefit others, we must choose the best home for Han Hai.

Without the interference of the hidden dream marks, Gao Ming and the Blood City Ghost Mark merged perfectly. He told Gao Yun his thoughts, and the flames burned with all their might. Gao Ming also communicated with the will of all living beings in the Vast Sea. At this moment, no one would oppose Gao Ming anymore.

Having made his decision, Gao Ming moved his heart closer to the island where the fetus was located. Cursed and suffering all kinds of pain, he gritted his teeth against despair and looked at the whale with wings in his bloodshot eyes.

“I have climbed out of the mire time and time again, never seeing the road ahead clearly, let alone controlling my destiny. I have used up all my luck to get to this point. I do not seek to master any extraordinary power, nor do I have any lofty ideals. From the beginning, I have only wanted to live well, nothing more.”

"I've had enough of constantly struggling, constantly facing deeper pain, and constantly falling into deeper darkness. That's why I chased after a ray of light like a madman when I saw it appear, and I tried my best to grasp it when I saw a turning point."

"This scarred heart is given to you. The souls of the dead in the vast sea did nothing wrong. They should not have become the objects of enslavement by other blood city lords, nor should they have turned into blood crushed by fate."

This is not a stopgap measure, nor is it motivated by any malicious intent. Gao Ming truly wants to entrust this heart to the mother of the unborn child.

Various voices in his mind tried to stop him: Xia Yang, Li Sansi, Situ An—figures materialized from his dream, corroding Gao Ming's will. In the torture chamber, an inconspicuous old clock began to reverse, and all the chains swayed with Dr. Gao's fingers. It seemed that Dr. Gao's rules had been hidden in this torture chamber from the very beginning.

Both the evil god and the unknown are trying to stop him, but neither of them dares to kill Gao Ming or stop his heartbeat.

The fetus didn't quite understand Gao Ming's actions. He had only met Gao Ming twice, and in fact, he wasn't interested in becoming the lord of Blood City, which went against his obsession. However, faced with the heart that Gao Ming held up, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

Neither the unwilling will of the beings in the vast sea nor the corpse of the previous Blood City offered any resistance; everything was within reach if they simply reached out.

The Blood-Clad Demon God and the lingering resentment hidden in the shrine attacked the Unborn Child from different directions. Statues of nine children appeared around him, and nine terrifying rules covered the night sky and the earth. The Unborn Child transformed back into a shadow, and this most dangerous and vicious demon god vented his rage.

The evil god and the dream were both enveloped, and the part of destiny that was falling was also torn apart by the curse. The fetus in the underworld did not care about destiny at all. If you really want to talk about it, what he hated most was destiny. Why was he given such a painful life?
The three ferocious beings were locked in a life-or-death struggle. Gao Ming seized the opportunity, stepping on the fallen limbs of the Flesh Immortal, moving clumsily yet resolutely closer to the isolated island. He held up his heart, carrying all his obsession, and raised the hope he had gained through countless deaths high, personally offering it to the giant whale.

The heart is the link between the Blood Immortal and Gao Ming, the core of the Vast Blood City, and the flame formed by the combined will of all people and the Great Ghost. That beating, burning heart is everything to Gao Ming.

"Having died so many times, I'm no longer afraid."

Between the isolated island and the blood city, the whale draws near, and the wings that the world's regrets have taken as their faith have unfolded. Wen Qing is approaching.

"I probably won't wake up this time, and I can finally get a good night's sleep."

With its head held high, Gao Ming's gaze was filled with boundless wings. People have countless regrets and pains in life, some of which will not disappear until death, forming deep obsessions embedded in the soul. With nowhere to rely on and nowhere to go, it is those wings that carry them and take them to every place in the world.

The giant whale arrived in front of Gao Ming. Its mountain-like body did not bring Gao Ming any sense of oppression. Its lake-like eyes looked at Gao Ming's heart, and then looked at Gao Ming again.

With a flap of its wings, the regrets of the world were made up. The giant whale leaned forward, but did not swallow Gao Ming's heart, nor did it seize the Blood City of the Vast Sea. It merely touched Gao Ming's heart.

It was just a gentle touch on Gao Ming's cracked heart.

Holding his heart, Gao Ming was stunned for some reason. He felt like an unwanted child who had been walking for a long, long time in the cold winter, and suddenly a pair of gentle hands embraced him.

Having died and risen again and again, Gao Ming had become cold, cruel, and ruthless. His throat was sore, as if some pent-up emotions were stuck there.

Yes, this deeper world shouldn't be like this.

Even if we've gotten used to the darkness, this place shouldn't be like this!

The fragmented power of the rules merged into Gao Ming's heart, mending the wounds and cracks within it. Gao Ming heard the giant whale's joy.

A giant whale with outstretched wings soared above the Blood City, and the imperfections of the world were made whole at this moment. Gao Ming looked up at her, and behind Gao Ming, the boundless Blood City rose from the ground, filling the abyss and supporting the night sky.

Pulled back into Gao Ming's chest by the Blood City Ghost Mark, the heart returned to him the instant the crack in his chest healed. A special power of rules was grasped by Gao Ming, and he seemed to be connected with the soul of every citizen of the Vast Sea, able to feel every leaf in the Blood City and every gust of wind.

(End of this chapter)