This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 250 Retreat is Useless
The decree of the Golden God? The authority of the sin dealers?

No, it's the harvesting of interstellar giants.

"No...this is too..."

You Yan's face was deathly pale.

Her singing had long since ceased; this unimaginable form of destruction sent a chill down her spine. It was all beyond her capacity to bear. Her ability to mimic sounds could simulate anything, and the prerequisite for this simulation was understanding. Understanding was her instinct, and this instinct was rapidly increasing her mental stress, causing her vision to darken and her world to go black.

The dancer pursed his lips, his body trembling slightly. His posture vanished, his fingers clasped tightly to the smoke. Any movement seemed pale and laughable in the face of such a tragedy.

Liang Zhenduan felt a burning pain from the wound on his chest, but his heart ached even more.

He felt as if he were watching a terrifying rehearsal, seeing the possible end if human civilization were also eroded by the same crisis.

The truth that Hao Yao proclaims is disguised in the guise of righteousness, but at this moment it seems to be nothing more than a poison that lures people down this path of destruction.

"Is this... the 'reality' they want?" Liang Zhenduan's voice was hoarse, filled with exhaustion and anger. "Excessive freedom and leniency give the enemy an opportunity to exploit, ultimately turning people into resources that can be priced and consumed?"

The dungeon experience continued, but the final chapter of destruction unfolded. The planet fell into complete silence, becoming yet another grain of dust drained of its value in the sea of ​​stars.

In this phantom of a civilized graveyard, Liang Zhenduan vaguely sensed that the core of this story, this instance, might be hidden at the end of this cruel scene.

He forced himself to stand up, his gaze sweeping over the illusory yet real apocalypse.

Golden God...

Is the ultimate destruction of the previous civilization related to this?

We must survive. We must take everything we've seen out of here.

We must prevent the same tragedy from happening to humanity again!
“Boundary Warfare…boundary shift…” Liang Zhenduan muttered to himself. His vision went black, but he forced himself to pick up his weapon, the excruciating pain in his chest numbing for a moment in the bone-chilling cold. He took out a crystal from his backpack, crushed it, and a healing spell landed on him.

When freedom is misinterpreted as unrestrained and arbitrary, the social structure of intelligent beings will begin to rot from within.

This is like a virus targeting the immune system of civilized thinking, causing society to lose its ability to identify danger, build consensus, and cooperate in resisting it.

Hao Yao's advocacy of "releasing one's true self" is essentially a product of this kind of erosion—beautifying the dark side of human nature and unrestrained desires as "truth," thereby paving the way for the final harvest.

Ping Xingdou has already fallen on this path, and we can't let more people... more people who should have been on the right path fall into this trap!

The mutation and awakening of the cycle of life and death... it all makes sense now! It's not just a natural phenomenon or the hand and foot of an enemy; it represents the existence of the entire ecosystem, the planet's immune system, which is being forcibly activated and injected with malicious commands some time ago!

It and its apostles attacked Nie Weiyang, perhaps because Nie Weiyang possessed something that could threaten this parasitic process.

For example... the aura of Administrator Number Two?
Thinking of this, Liang Zhenduan felt a chill run through his body.

When humanity arrived in this new world, they not only faced challenges to their survival environment, but more terrifyingly, they unknowingly stepped into a huge trap that had already been laid.

The trap wasn't specifically designed for them, but all life and civilization that stepped through were treated equally. And they, perhaps, had already embarked on a path to death!
In their terror, You Yan and the dancer instinctively sought solace in Liang Zhenduan. But Liang Zhenduan's deathly pale face only intensified their fear. "Mayor Liang... are you alright?" You Yan's voice trembled.

Liang Zhenduan snapped out of his daze and pulled out a syringe. This was something that had leaked out of the pre-civilized city and was also sold in vending machines: [Powerful Nerve Relaxant].

[A potent nerve relaxant]
The ingredients include, but are not limited to, high concentrations of caffeine. For details, please refer to: [Ingredients List (125)]
When used by injection, it has the effects of powerfully refreshing the mind, temporarily improving thinking ability, temporarily enhancing all attributes, soothing the sympathetic nervous system, and stimulating the central nervous system.
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Special supply for those with access to the source.
Addictive potential has been reduced using unknown technology, but users are advised to reduce frequency of use to prevent addiction.

Liang Zhenduan took a deep breath, inserted a needle into his thigh, endured the pain as he injected the medicine, and forcibly suppressed his surging emotions.

Now is not the time to despair; we must send the intelligence out!
“We must survive!” His voice was hoarse with excitement, but his eyes burned with a resolute light: “What we have seen must be known to the outside world! This is not a simple cult rebellion, this is… this is an invasion that concerns the survival of the entire planet!”

"Invasion... intrusion..." Youyan was on the verge of collapse: "I'm just a lousy singer!"

Liang Zhenduan grabbed her arm.

“No! You are an artist revered by all!” His eyes shone brightly. “You are hope, the voice that guides the future, Youyan. I know you. Many people like you, and you deserve to be liked! An artist’s duty is to fight against nihilism. There’s no point in retreating now. I’ll lead the way for you, let’s move forward! Even if I die, I will die before you!”

These words left Youyan stunned, but a powerful sense of awe permeated her heart.

Time may truly be running out. And retreating is futile.

The woman trembled all over, but gradually calmed down. Her face was deathly pale, but her expression gradually became calm. To have survived this long and still be doing well in this era, she was certainly no ordinary singer as simple and weak as she appeared!
You Yan grabbed Liang Zhenduan's hand.

“Okay!” she said.

The burning pain in Liang Zhenduan's chest intertwined with the images of civilization's destruction in his mind, turning into a burning hatred that almost consumed him.

His betrayal of Hao Yao, his hatred for the Star God Cult and the Return Sect—those parasites—and his deep-seated resentment towards the extraterrestrial forces that treated civilization as a crop to be harvested surged within his chest like magma.

If only Nie Weiyang were here.

The thought flashed through his mind uncontrollably, like an instinct.

Those terrifying crimson eyes became the most direct object of projection at this moment. Powerful yet not arrogant, cold yet gentle, with a style that breaks all rules and goes straight to the root of the problem... In Liang Zhenduan's mind at this moment, Nie Weiyang was like a perfect avenger—enough power, enough decisiveness, and most importantly, that unwavering determination to never tolerate the enemy.

He could almost picture how decisively Nie Weiyang would wield his sword when facing this group of scum who twisted the planet and poisoned the lives of sentient beings.

This is a strange association, not the result of rational thought, but more like a mental imprint activated under extreme emotions. It's as if Nie Weiyang's eyes themselves overlap with the concepts of 'revenge' and 'judgment'.

Liang Zhenduan shook his head violently, forcibly suppressing this bizarre hallucination.

He took a deep breath and growled at You Yan and the dancer, "Go! Fight your way out! Even if only one of you survives, you must bring what you've seen out of here!"

"Understood!" the two behind him replied.

(End of this chapter)