Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

We absolutely cannot lose it again!

Han Xiao slowly clenched his fist. At that moment, all the anxiety about "life" in his eyes suddenly receded like the tide, replaced by a bottomless calm.

That is the absolute peace that can only be achieved after deciding to burn everything.

In the basement, the crazy idea he had told Xu Suyuan became incredibly clear in his mind.

Since passive absorption isn't enough, then actively seek it out!

—Take away all the kinetic energy of the bullets whistling through the air, the kinetic energy of the wind in this entire building, and the kinetic energy of everyone's movement!

Even if this body simply cannot withstand it and is destined to explode as a disposable container!

—As long as we can create destructive energy here, enough to wipe out everything…

—So, in the instant the enemies are wiped out, that brief chaos and gap becomes the only window of opportunity for escape! So-won can use her ability to [traverse through space] to seize that fleeting moment…

The thought process was clarified in a fraction of a second, merging the cold tactical logic with the burning determination to protect.

Just as this ultimate will to protect and destroy reached its peak.

Almost at the same moment, Wen Yan suddenly opened his eyes from the bed.

An indescribable phantom pain suddenly pierced his soul.

It was a phantom pain, as if the soul were being roasted on a raging fire, carrying with it a resolute, tragic, and scorching aroma of destruction.

Deep within his consciousness, the "soul seed" connected to Han Xiao was undergoing some kind of irreversible and terrifying qualitative change.

The newly formed seed branches exhibit a self-disintegrating shape, exchanging for enormous energy sufficient to distort the rules of reality.

New information about his abilities, along with the searing, phantom pain, flooded into Wen Yan's mind.

[Kinetic energy returns to nothingness].

[By igniting and sacrificing one's entire existence in a single act—including the biomass energy contained within flesh and blood, every ounce of potential in the spiritual sea, and even the last vestiges of light and heat from the very essence of the soul—this self-immolation serves as the starting point and core, forcibly constructing an unstable "kinetic energy collapse singularity" within the body. This singularity will forcibly draw in all macroscopic kinetic energy within a radius of two hundred meters, and forcibly fuse all the violent energy drawn in with the primal power generated by the self-sacrifice. Finally, guided by the host's remaining will, this energy, imbued with destructive power, will be released in a single burst. Afterward, all traces of the host's existence will be completely annihilated.]

Even just reading the name made Wen Yan feel a pang of fear.

This is a capability born to end things.

Matter within a 50-meter radius will be completely vaporized and annihilated... The shockwave and structural destruction radius can extend to 200 meters...

This power is equivalent to a heavy aerial bomb detonating at close range.

It is enough to completely erase the main building of Nanshan Ci'an Nursing Home, along with its foundation, from the map.

The price, however, is Han Xiao's absolute death.

There is not even the slightest chance of survival.

The physical body disintegrates the moment energy is released, and the soul dissipates after the explosion.

"Not the madness of revenge..."

Wen Yan clutched his chest, feeling the determination emanating from the other side. "It is the guardian who has lit his last torch."

To exchange all of "existence" for a grand "nothingness".

This power itself is an epitome of Han Xiao's lifelong tragedy and perseverance—the terrifying power that could destroy everything originated from the purest and gentlest obsession with protection.

In the stillness of the night, Wen Yan clearly sensed that as this power took shape, Han Xiao's life as the "host" had entered an irreversible countdown to its end.

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Nanshan Ci'an Nursing Home.

At the instant that [Kinetic Energy Return to Nothingness] condensed and took shape within the soul, the world suddenly slowed down in Han Xiao's perception.

The deafening gunshots, the vibrations of the enemy's tactical boots on the floor, and even the trails of gunpowder smoke in the air all became slow and viscous at this moment.

It's like looking through a thick layer of frosted glass; everything seems distant and unreal.

Only the sudden, burning sensation deep within my soul was so clear.

As the knowledge and authority called [Kinetic Energy Return to Ruins] were injected, Han Xiao felt as if his body had become a huge vortex.

He got it.

He understood everything.

"……really."

Han Xiao murmured to himself, a relieved smile curving his lips, "Even 'fate' thinks I should do this?"

Instead of fear of impending death, an unprecedented joy filled his chest.

His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of walls, revealing the structure of the building, the lurking enemies around it, and the flow of energy in this world.

enough.

This power is enough.

If the explosion is detonated here, this building, and all those scum who drove them to the brink of despair... will be reduced to ashes.

It has a large range and strong power.

This makes it even more likely that So-won will escape.

The only regret is probably not being able to confirm with my own eyes whether Wei Donghai is nearby, and whether I can drag him down to hell with me.

But it's okay.

Han Xiao slowly straightened up from behind the cover.

At this moment, he was no longer a wretched fugitive, but a volcano about to erupt, a judge of life and death.

He shed all his burdens, his movements carrying a strange composure, letting the stray bullets whiz around him, yet strangely they all fell down beside him—because the kinetic energy they carried had been silently swallowed up by the vortex.

"Sowon."

Han Xiao did not turn around. His voice was deep and clear, penetrating all the noise on the battlefield and accurately reaching the girl's ears behind him.

"Look at me."

……

Behind the cover.

Xu Suyuan is on the verge of semi-comatose.

The excruciating pain in her left arm made her nerves throb, and the chill from blood loss was slowly eroding her body temperature.

But Han Xiao's unusually clear voice was like a shot of adrenaline, piercing deep into her consciousness and causing her unfocused gaze to suddenly refocus.

She looked up at the back of the figure blocking her way.

The figure was no longer as taut as usual, but as upright as a pine tree, with only the crippled right hand still hanging at its side.

Even without seeing his face, Xu Suyuan could feel a resolute will to die emanating from that man.