Above Destiny

Chapter 702 No way
It's like you're walking along peacefully, eating hotpot and singing songs, when suddenly you're kidnapped by a cult.

Just as Bogio made his painful decision, a piercing alarm sounded on the luxurious yacht, and the warning equipment on everyone's body vibrated and buzzed wildly.

Before they could even react, a strange and ferocious bolt of lightning, like an angry dragon, descended from the gathering dark clouds!

Without hesitation, they ruthlessly destroyed a yacht bearing the Chopra family crest.

Barriers appeared out of thin air and were easily torn apart. Behind Bogio, the guards who instinctively formed a defensive stance in front of him were instantly charred and burned into charcoal.

But the thunder was still brutal, crashing down with a deafening roar!

In the rush, Bogio only had time to raise his hand. In his hand, another ring shone brightly. Under the dim light, the lightning seemed to be erased out of thin air, like a phantom.

The reality revision of the Ascension series!

The price was that the ring's face cracked and dissolved into a pool of liquid, almost burning his finger off.

At that moment, right above everyone's heads, within the dark clouds that appeared out of nowhere, countless eerie gray-black tentacles spread out within the clouds, faintly intertwining to form a bizarre outline of a three-headed, six-armed creature.

On three distorted faces, eyes were closed as if in a deep sleep, and two lines of bloody tears flowed slowly from the compassionate smiling faces, dripping onto the ground.

On the hand that the eerie shadow had raised, the faint glow of lightning reappeared.

Boggio's pupils contracted:

"—The Bloodstained Holy Mother!"

That was a strange spirit passed down through generations of the Sukarno family, a brutal evil that required a large number of lives to be sacrificed each time it appeared...

This is revenge!

Sukarno's family's revenge!
The retaliation came too quickly, too madly… almost hysterical. Has that old man in the Sukarno family gone insane?!
They actually brazenly used such shady stuff!

They're not even going to act anymore, completely disregarding the consequences...

"Master, Master!"

Right next to Bogio, the stunned secretary looked down and saw the message that popped up on her phone, almost screaming, "Look at this..."

On the screen was a video that had just been released on an online platform. The Seven Cities Joint Defense Fleet had announced to all parties the execution of Renut of the Venom Fleet…

However, no one would likely be able to tell at first glance that the disgusting, spineless coward kneeling on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, in the video is the former leader of the Venom Fleet, a notorious pirate and ruthless villain.

"I have harmed humanity, I have failed all living beings, I am a sinner... I regret it..."

On the electric chair, Renut struggled, wailing and convulsing in terror. "Please, please, don't come again, please, don't come again... I shouldn't have been born, I... That's right, no, it wasn't just me, it was all the Sukarno family who instigated me, it was all them, that old man, and his eldest and second sons... They told me to bring people back, and then..."

No one knows what kind of torture he suffered, but the ruthless killer who never cared about his own life or the lives of others has now completely turned into a clown. In order to survive, he has revealed all the shady things he did for the Sukarno family, one by one.

However, the executioner remained indifferent and unmoved, simply and slowly soaking his hair and head with a wet towel, covering his distorted and broken face.

Without hesitation, pull the power switch!

Then, with a piercing scream, thick smoke rose from under the wet towel, and right before the eyes of all the onlookers, Renut was completely reduced to charred remains.

He died as if he were a dead man by the roadside.

Then, they successfully realized their greatest value in life... completely shattering the thin layer of tacit understanding between them and the pretense they had been putting on all along.

The actions of Luo Cheng and the evil deeds of the Sukarno family will be fully exposed to the world!
It should be made public to everyone!
At the very end of the video, there was even a resounding, angry declaration:

"We, the Chopra family, are mortal enemies of evil!"

But why does this sound so familiar...?

Everyone who came to their senses couldn't help but glare angrily at the elder who was gradually becoming dazed.

The video was released while they were in the meeting room, freshly edited and posted on the spot, still piping hot!
The editing was highly effective, and it also included a lot of footage of attendees expressing their indignation and accusations, as if the Chopra family had reached a consensus and declared war on Sukarno!
In less than half an hour, the video had spread far and wide, even reaching Middle-earth, the Empire, and the Federation, and making headlines on many news websites.

Even though the Sukarno family immediately stood up to denounce it as a malicious frame-up and a shameless scheme by someone behind the scenes, it was to no avail; they couldn't stop it.

The depth charges have already been dropped, and what is being stirred up now is merely the first ripple.

But for such an important matter, none of the people present received any information until just now... Everyone was putting on a show of brotherly affection, each harboring their own ulterior motives.

Unexpectedly, someone had already overturned the table and set the stage on fire.

Then, they sold off the entire Chopra house completely!

"Minkler!!!"

Boggio roared, furious, and couldn't help but want to curse that bastard who gave birth to him.

This move, which is almost a public declaration of war, has completely eliminated any possibility of pretense, negotiation, or delaying tactics.

It wasn't just Sukarno, who was about to be condemned by everyone and closely watched by all sides, who was pushed to the edge of the cliff, but also the Chopra family, who were the instigators.

From now on, of the seven cities, only one of the Sukarno family and the Chopra family can remain.

The loser is the one who framed the victim, the scapegoat, the scum of the Seven Cities, the first sacrifice in this struggle...

Bogio thought that Minkler was going to great lengths to compete for the position of family head, but he never thought that from the beginning, Minkler was playing a completely different game from him, not even the same type of game!

Minkler didn't want a head of the family, he didn't want the Chopra family, he didn't even want the so-called Chopra family to continue to exist!

When he saw his mother's ashes being dug up and used as material for a curse to take his life, he had only one purpose left.

He wants Chopra's family dead!
All dead!
As it turns out, the game becomes more and more interesting as long as you don't want to win.

Just like now...

The Sukarno family chose to start the war immediately, while the Chopra family hadn't even reacted yet and was still trying to stall for time out of habit...

"Old man, are you blind?!"

Bogio, drenched in sweat, cursed at the Bloodstained Mother in the sky: "This was all Minkler's doing! Listen to me, the Chopra family didn't..."

Above the sky, the eerie monster known as the Bloodstained Mother remained indifferent, and on the left side of her face, the eye that had been shedding bloody tears suddenly opened.

A writhing hand, formed from countless intertwined tentacles, pressed down from the sky.

boom!
With a devastating blow, the yacht was completely crushed, screams of agony filled the air, and fragments and blood flew everywhere. Unfortunately, they were all subordinates who had been brought there.

In an instant, they were completely drained of their power and turned to ashes.

Just before the giant hand crashed down, a small bottle hidden behind Bogio's back suddenly glowed. The holy oil inside burned away, and thick, pale smoke billowed out, forming an eerie outline out of thin air.

At the call from afar, the tentacles of the household god burst through the air, engulfing all the descendants of the Chopra family, assimilating them into almost non-existent phantoms, which then sped away and disappeared.

Ran!

Missing her target, the Bloodstained Mother let out a sharp screech, staring intently in the direction they had gone. Then, she turned back, her once compassionate face now contorted with rage.

They looked toward their original destination—the fleet base of the Seven Cities Joint Defense!

One by one, the tightly closed eyes opened.

Their menacing glint was fully revealed, and they were itching for food!
"Tsk, it's already backed down?" Ji Jue put down his binoculars and sighed, "This thing sounds so powerful, why doesn't your household god dare to fight it?"

“The household gods aren’t that obedient,” Minkler shook his head. “Besides, if we really started fighting here, wouldn’t that just be standing up for this bastard?”

"This revenge is rather petty, just throwing out some evil creature as a show."

Ji Jue sighed in disappointment, "I thought at least there would be a Celestial Being."

"...Celestial beings?"

Minkler's expression twitched, then twitched again, and he hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

I'd like to ask, is Tianren just a roadside stall?

Anyone who didn't know better would think that you, Master Ji, kill celestial beings like dogs!

To be honest, our ancestors were once very wealthy. Which of the seven families didn't have a celestial being among them? How could there be such a large family if no celestial being had ever appeared?
Unfortunately, the past is the past, and the present is the present.

The descendants are unworthy.

Unfortunately, the reason why it's commendable for students to surpass their teachers is precisely because the common law is that each generation is worse than the last.

Do celestial beings achieve things at will? Determination, timing, ability, talent, inheritance, accumulation, foundation, and opportunity are all indispensable!

This is something that can't be achieved simply by piling on resources. If you don't have the talent or the opportunity, no amount of resources will help!

If we could guarantee that each generation would produce a family and power with a Celestial Being, then why would we need to play matchmaking in a quagmire like the Thousand Islands?
Moreover, even if they have celestial beings as their backers, they will still have to serve those celestial beings like dogs, risking their lives and sacrificing their lives for them.

Where is there any reason for a dignified celestial being to go to Shisongzhuang to unclog the toilet at the slightest disturbance?

We'll see...

—Can you heavenly beings see the light?

The Middle Kingdom was a battlefield, destined for constant life-and-death struggles and endless wars, never a peaceful place. The Thousand Islands, on the other hand, were a stinking swamp. The vastness of the Endless Sea created numerous uninhabited areas and countless isolated islands, and even now, countless places still exist in primitive societies.

The result of this long-term closed environment and extreme imbalance of resources is that everyone's style is more and more bizarre, and the struggles are more and more brutal.

Such is the prevailing atmosphere, even in the seven cities, and it's even more exaggerated due to the abundance and circulation of massive resources. Fueled by numerous interests and the entanglements of various parties, everyone outwardly pretends to be more respectable than the next, while secretly becoming increasingly corrupt.

It's commonplace for them to get entangled with all sorts of shady dealings and become entangled in scandals.

Nobody should pretend to be innocent.

Including the Chopra family.

Leaving aside the obviously man-eating artificial spirit like the House God, just look at the matrix that Bogio gave to Minkler like a treasure.

【Hydra】, a composite matrix of large groups and vortex systems.

It possesses the numerical value and healing speed of a large group, the vitality and health bar of a vortex... Similarly, it also inherits the risk of mutation of a large group and the distortion risk of a vortex.

When these two things are put together, the probability of mutation and aberration is extremely high!

It's said that if you cut off one head, two heads will grow back. Identical matrices are interconnected and mutually supportive; as long as they are within a certain distance, users can share life and power.

It appears to be incredibly powerful, but in reality, it treats users as expendable resources, forcing unsuspecting people to sell their blood and lives, and then, after burning itself out, using its own soul to bear the backlash.

Moreover, not only were the offerings for the traditional burnt offering not given... why is it that the legendary Hydra is clearly a nine-headed hydra, yet the Matrix only has eight?
Where did the most important part go?!
They're clearly treating Minkler like a fool!
If it were someone else here, they might get played to death and still think they've met a wise ruler, and be overjoyed.

The entire matrix, from its design and concept to its key elements, tactics, and track, truly embodies the spirit of ancient craftsmen, which has given Ji Jue a lot of ideas and inspiration.

"I'm saying... Old Ji..."

Minkler's voice trembled.

"Ok?"

Ji Jue analyzed the matrix in his hand, asking without looking up, "What's wrong?"

"You...have you forgotten something?"

At this moment, Minkler swallowed hard, his face pale, suppressing the urge for his legs to tremble. He looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and even at the three ferocious, violent, and rapidly approaching eerie faces within them.

"Forget what?"

Ji Jue waved his hand, "I haven't forgotten, my son, rest assured, everything is going according to my plan!"

Minkler's voice then grew even more grief-stricken, almost to the point of tears.

The aggro has been drawn, the taunts have all been used, and now the boss is practically jumping right in front of us...

"But why aren't you moving?"

Not only did it not move, it didn't even lift its head; it was still studying your stupid matrix!
He's not answering the phone, so at least do something!

"I already told you, just sit there and relax. This kind of trash doesn't even deserve my attention."

Ji Jue glanced at the approaching Bloodstained Mother and sneered:
"Let's see how these youngsters defeat the enemy!"

As he spoke, he turned around and looked out the window at the unlucky guy who had been busy for most of the night in the base: "Xiao Lou, it's all yours now!"

"...You, surnamed Ji, do you think Lin Bei is deaf and can't hear you?!"

Lou Feng's eyes twitched repeatedly. He looked up and roared, "If you have nothing better to do, just find a rope and hang yourself! Can you stop barking like a dog?"

"Oh, I'm just trying to cheer you on!"

Ji Jue said earnestly, "This is, after all, the first time our Joint Workshop has publicly launched its business. We should at least put on a good show, right?"

"These were all brought in by the association, so don't embarrass us and don't disappoint our esteemed sponsors!"

As the Bloodstained Holy Mother descended rapidly from the sky, three hideous faces drew closer, and the incessant barking of dogs filled the air, Lou Feng, who had been working overtime for a week straight, was so enraged by a phone call that he was being summoned to Qicheng to be treated like a slave that he felt his vision blurring.

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?
No matter what, I am a respectable craftsman, the young master of the Lou family, and a prominent figure in the Federation. I am not some indentured laborer on your Ji's assembly line!
At this moment, ignoring the ferocious, bloodstained Holy Mother approaching from the sky and the pitch-black hand descending from the clouds, Lou Feng sneered and was about to leave when he heard a faint sigh carried on the wind.

It's like, there's nothing you can do about it:

"Of course, if you can't, I can..."

boom!
In an instant, countless streams of light rose from the ground, and endless crystals grew, bursting forth with a roar.

Between the dark heavens and earth, brilliant light surged and converged, piercing through the iron-like dark clouds above the sky.

A massive, angular, crystalline pillar rose from the ground, like a blade emerging from beneath the earth. It roared out, piercing through the eerie, descending hand and embedding itself directly into the center of the Bloodstained Mother's face, protruding from the back of her head...

Then, a torrential downpour of putrid blood began.

Amidst the piercing screams, a furious roar of questioning followed:

"Who are you calling incapable?!"

(End of this chapter)