Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 652 "Sun" and "Night" Perish Together

"The sun is coming! The sun is coming!"

"Commander Olga is the sun!"

Faced with Olga, who radiated "brilliant light" and illuminated the dim sky as if it were daytime, the surrounding soldiers and superhumans began to be encouraged and stopped their retreat.

With tears welling in their eyes, they looked at Olga, who was like the sun, chanting praises in Kruskal, shouting until their voices were hoarse. Their hands, however, were strangely raised diagonally upwards, standing on either side of their heads. With each thud of their bodies, their hands waved up and down, as if they were cheering for this newborn, great sun.

Everything happened so suddenly that even Nebrius in his "Hades form" had no time to react.

He had not expected that Shaneva possessed such extraordinary, godlike power. Of course, he also had no idea that Shaneva, who always despised the Lost, would appoint a former Lost, especially a Lost of the "Spear of Odyssey," to a high-ranking position in the Federal Council.

In his panic, in order to continue drawing dark energy from the universe so that his "Hades form" could continue to exert such powerful force, Nebrius had no choice but to release "withering" energy onto Olga and the crowd that was gathering behind him.

However, this "withering" energy flow did indeed strike Federation soldiers and superhumans, causing their bodies to age and wither rapidly, turning them into tattered flesh. But Olga's sun form prevented the energy of these humans from dissipating, instead turning them all into even more dazzling radiance and absorbing them into her body.

In other words, the Federation soldiers and superhumans that Nebrius eliminated are transforming into an even more powerful force in another form, merging into Olga's "sun" body.

"The scorching sun bestows light."

"Dispel the darkness, erase the old."

"The shock has subsided, and the psychic powers have returned."

"Order will be restored, and the world will be at peace!"

Olga strangely chanted a spell composed of both Kruskal and Flame Empire languages ​​at the same time, and soon, two green eyes, like those of ice wolves, shone brighter and brighter from the gradually dimming sun.

When all the glory faded, Olga's body was already draped in an ancient divine garment in the style of the Central Plains.

Of course, beneath that makeshift outfit was still that "wasteland mudfish" that felt like skin.

"Nebrius, do you dare gaze into the light?" Olga's voice, though not as deep or terrifying as Nebrius's, still revealed a divine sense of holiness through its ethereal echoes.

However, the next second, as Olga clasped her hands together and swung them backward, a green ripple instantly covered the entire battlefield, causing the entire space to freeze for three seconds.

hum!
As the energy returned to Olga's body, Dark, standing atop a nearby building, noticed that the Federation soldiers gathering behind Olga had transformed into humanoid pillars of salt. With the increasingly fierce winds, these pillars instantly broke in two, fell to the ground, and eventually dissipated into particles within the Outer Naboa Mountains.

"Saltification?" Nabrius looked at the body that was a combination of flesh and machine, shook it a few times, and a lot of salt fell off. Fortunately, Olga's attack did not have much of a substantial effect on the superhumans, the lost, and the monsters.

“This is sequence 167: the power of the Salt God, which the Easterners call ‘the Might of the Salt God,’ while the Putoans call it ‘the Wrath of Solt.’” Olga slowly rose into the air, standing at eye level with Nebrius, looking directly at the monster, and said:

“To use the power of the ‘Salt God’, in addition to sacrificing all the humans and superhumans present, I also need my life. Originally, the Goddess of Light told me to preserve this power and wait for the defeat of the Lord of Night, or for the end of the Wasteland War, when the world will usher in the light.”

"However, the Khitans also said, 'A wise man keeps his talents hidden until the right time to act.' It is time for me to sacrifice myself to preserve the Crusad Federation. Olga, a lose-lose situation means destruction, and a win-lose situation for Shaneva does not mean disaster. War always requires sacrifices. If the rear is unstable, Shaneva will not be able to lead the Federation Council to counterattack westward and recover lost territory."

"Cowardly words, foolish words, arrogant words!" Nabrius roared, raising the mechanical hand cannons connected to his arms and pulling the trigger at Olga in mid-air.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The relatively agile Olga easily dodged the attack by simply twisting her body slightly. The incredibly powerful shells, however, withered and fell as they touched the edge of the battlefield, turning into duds without exploding.

"Don't let anger cloud your judgment, Nebrius. A strong leader at the core isn't a bad thing for the Federation right now. Besides, Nebusk doesn't have the resources to fight the Federation. You, Nebrius, are just a mediocre administrator..." Olga said in a provocative, sarcastic tone.

"Otherwise, where are those lost elites, those 'Restorers' of the 'Dedication Group' that you took in and relied on? Why don't they come forward to assist your army, workers, and citizens in their evacuation? And why don't they join you in launching a retaliation against the Federation?"

“That’s because not all the Lost Ones possess formidable combat abilities. Among them are pitiful children who… have no combat abilities whatsoever. They are only forced to stand with me because of the Federation’s suppression and persecution of them,” Nebrius replied with exceptional fluency.

"Oh?" Olga took a few steps back, took another deep breath, and twisted his arms strangely backward, followed by his head, neck, and even his legs and waist, bending into a position that no human could imagine, as if he were twisting a rope.

Soon, green energy orbs shot out from Olga's throat, guided by the remaining spotlight-like solar energy, and accurately struck the superhumans behind her who were covered in salt, had blank expressions, drool at the corners of their mouths, and were waving their arms and legs as they gathered around Olga.

A few seconds later, the pure green life energy within the group of lost souls transformed into terrifying skeletons, all rising up. These horrific gases seemed to disregard any laws of the universe or the world, simply twisting and gradually transforming into grotesque gaseous monsters that poured into Olga's chest.

Soon, all the superhumans behind Olga were also transformed into salt crystals. Even the humans hiding in the nearby "living" building, whose bodies showed no trace of magical energy, had their eyeballs burst after watching this bizarre and fantastical "performance," gushing out "salt water" and instantly turning into salt crystals, completely losing their life force. Dark and his two companions, watching from the higher levels, had to repeatedly brush off the salt crystals to prevent these strange and fantastical substances from causing irreversible damage to their minds.

“Olga, your ‘Salt’s Wrath’ is nothing special. No matter how evil the ‘Devotion Group’ and I are, we have never used our own people and comrades as sacrificial offerings. But you, in order to defeat me, sacrificed all the soldiers and ability users present. Compared to me, you, and Shaneva behind you, are more like monsters.” Nebrius laughed and mocked.

"All sacrifices are necessary conditions for victory, and Commander Shaneva thinks the same way. Otherwise, the Federation Council would have ceased to exist long ago when the 'Gnady Line' collapsed." Olga's voice sounded even lower and more mysterious under the darkening sky, but it did not hide the lack of confidence in her tone.

However, now that she had absorbed most of the sacrificial energy, Olga was unwilling to continue arguing with Nebrius. After all, the power of the "Salt God" could only last for half an hour. Once that time was over, Olga herself would turn into a pillar of salt and disappear from the world.

So he chanted the incantation for binding spirits, and soon, countless life energies, along with newly formed salt grains, gathered in his right hand, forming a trident that shone with a pure, gleaming gold in the darkness.

In the next instant, relying on her agility advantage, Olga held a trident in her right hand and raised a "gun" that had evolved into a hand cannon through the energy of the "Salt God" in her left hand. She moved through Nabrius's body, constantly trying to slash his skin or attack the [Core of the Chidanria] that had transformed into an eyeball.

Clearly, Olga, having absorbed enough energy, seemed to have the upper hand in terms of strength. The next second, as the trident pierced Nebrius's ankle and the pistol struck his right eye, the thirty-meter-tall monster was forced to kneel on the ground, with bright red blood that smelled foul flowing from his body.

These wounds began to ooze a clear liquid, carrying a fishy smell unique to the "ancient gods." Nebrius glared angrily at Olga, letting out a beastly, furious growl from his throat.

"Is that all you've got, Olga?" Nebrius suddenly sprang into action, unleashing all the guns, electromagnetic weapons, and cannons hidden within his spine and back muscles.

While Olga, with her bloodshot eyes, was still staring at Nebrius with a smug and mocking gaze, these weapons gathered their final and most intense power, forming a bright and dazzling ball of energy in mid-air.

Before Olga could react, or rather, before her reaction was temporarily affected by the brightness of the light orbs, these orbs instantly poured down on Olga's body. Accompanied by a hail of bullets and a barrage of artillery fire, a rapidly expanding fireball ignited where Olga was standing.

Boom!
Nebrius leaped aside, and as the ground trembled, Olga's body seemed unable to withstand such a fierce attack. He let out a terrifying roar, and the flames above his head gathered upwards, forming a small mushroom cloud.

Soon, Olga's body was enveloped in black smoke and flames, and there was no more sound.

Nebrius, too, was on the verge of exhaustion due to depleted energy and the effects of Olga's "Solter's Wrath".

His massive body began to twitch and tremble violently. The tentacles that had covered his body detached one by one, and the mechanical parts on the lower half of his body began to turn into rusty iron plates that were peeled off and left on the ground. The proliferating eyeballs, hair, and messy, mutated limbs escaped the control of his body behind the tentacles.

The eyeball, formed from the core of the Khitania, was also forced to close due to energy depletion.

"Is it over?" Nabrius threw away the mechanical objects on his body that were not human, including the guns, cannons and other weapons, and took a few steps forward.

He looked in the direction of Shaneva, and continued to move a few more steps with difficulty, but had to stop panting because he was exhausted.

However, his question was quickly answered.

The mushroom cloud in front of him suddenly twisted violently a few times, and endless sunlight once again swept in.

This time, Olga transformed into a beam of energy, waving her fists like a hero from a fairy tale, and suddenly attacked Nebrius's massive body.

Almost instantly, Nebrius's body passively activated the full power of "Hades' State," and a darker, more sinister power belonging to the Lord of the Night completely enveloped Olga.

Light and darkness are inherently opposing elements, but they are also the products designed by the Creator to best represent balance. As the purple sphere of light expands further, and the powers of the "ancient gods," the Lord of Night, and the Goddess of Light intertwine, annihilation arrives.

Just as when matter and antimatter come into contact, Nebrius in his "Hades state" and Olga, who had received the power of the "Salt God," emitted the last rays of their lives. They annihilated each other in the collision, turning into countless tiny particles invisible to the naked eye. In a ripple of purple and gold light, they disappeared from the spot.

Only a lone, enormous head remained, bouncing strangely a few times before settling in place.

"The Core of the Kingdom of Khitania has not disappeared or been destroyed, Adaloni. There are no Federation soldiers or superhumans left on the scene. Take me and Hoshino Shota down there. I need to retrieve the core before Shaneva can make a move!" Dark commanded in an unquestionable tone.

“Okay, I’ll take you down!” Adaloni carried Dark on his back, picked up Hoshino Shota, and jumped up from the edge of the building. In the instant he took off, he spread his broad dragon wings.

Meanwhile, Shaneva, standing on the "living floor" next door, was completely unaware of the situation on the battlefield next door because Olga had just activated "Solter's Wrath" and ordered the soldiers around her to seal all the doors and windows with templates and steel blocks.

It wasn't until three tall, heavily helmeted guards entered that the latest situation on the battlefield was revealed.

"Commander Shaneva, Commander Mikhail," the tall, imposing guard reported in a slightly mechanical voice beneath his combat uniform.
"Commander Olga perished together with the monstrous Nebrius. The center of the battlefield is now filled with intense 'sorrow' and radiation. Please allow us to evacuate you from Belogersk."

“Don’t worry about me, take Mikhail away first. I’ve already sent a message to the ‘Former 08’ military outpost; Wright will arrive here soon. I’m taking him here, right here in the ruins of Belogersk, to activate the [Core of the Khitania], summon the ‘Yaoguang Evolution Platform,’ and make it rise from the ground to truly restore its original function.” Shaneva said with a smile, exuding the air of a leader in complete control:
"I will summon the 'Source Image Pillar' here, activate the 'Mind Control Console', and fulfill Commander Vasily's last wish."