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Patriot didn't hesitate for a moment; he rushed straight to Lin Lu, moving so fast that he left afterimages in the air.

Lin Lu's gaze was focused. He had been fighting Patriot for about half an hour, and had been blown up countless times. The repeated regeneration did not diminish Lin Lu's will; on the contrary, it awakened his muscle memory.

Once upon a time, Lin Lu, relying on Rom's pocket watch, kept reincarnating, facing Ibitas's original form with a mortal body.

Amidst countless deaths, Lin Lu exhausted all means to slay the god, constantly accumulating experience in overcoming difficulties. Even though his mind had forgotten what had happened in the past, his body still bore the marks of battle.

This is why Lin Lu became more and more courageous in battle; his willpower even impressed Ibitas, let alone Patriot.

"The Ultimate Serious Series - Serious Punch!!"

With a loud shout, Lin Lu's tattered hooded coat emitted a silvery-white glow, and photon blood flowed into his right arm.

This punch was a serious punch.

Patriot felt a chill run down his spine. He took a deep breath, his heart filled with a myriad of emotions.

He knew Lin Lu was holding back, but he didn't expect Lin Lu to not use his full strength at all, relying entirely on his physical strength.

Why has such a powerful person remained unknown for the past ten years?

If only we could have met sooner, much sooner...

Life can't be that boring, can it?

"Roar!! (The roar of the ancient Sarkaz)"

Patriot raised his head and let out the Ursus War Cry. He could feel the power of Lin Lu's next punch, but he had no intention of giving up! A lifetime of military service, Bozokasti had never been afraid of or avoided battle. He was the Empire's sharpest spear, and there was no shield he could not pierce!

His blood energy erupted, condensing into a fist, which he thrust towards Lin Lu's fist.

Invisible willpower clashed, and the power of the mind struck the chest of everyone present.

"--boom!!!"

It's hard to imagine that this is the sound of fists colliding.

The silvery-white photon blood shattered Lin Lu's right arm, unleashing power far exceeding that of the massive explosion in the ruined city.

The Patriot's fist, imbued with the ancient Sarkaz will, met the devastating power until it was swallowed by the radiance.

"Everyone stand behind me!!"

Amiya roared, raising her hands to create a magical shield. The black barrier shattered in the aftershocks of the attack, creating and shattering in an endless cycle. The cyan rings on Amiya's fingers instantly turned crimson, but fortunately, Ace and Blaze shared the burden in time, withstanding the terrifying power.

"Big sister!!"

The Yetis, their eyes bloodshot, stared at Frostnova, who was powerless to resist the lingering effects of the battle in the center of the battlefield, and let out a heart-wrenching roar.

In the midst of battle, Lin Lu suddenly looked up at Froststar, whose layers of ice walls had been broken and were about to be torn apart by the flames.

"...You win."

Lin Lu interrupted the photon blood supplied by the hooded armor.

Before Patriot could even react, the resistance in his path vanished, and he continued his attack with a death wish. His fist pierced through Lin Lu's chest, and his entire arm emerged from Lin Lu's back, his bloodied hand almost bent.

"PhD?"

Amiya's eyes reflected the scene she couldn't believe.

Lin Lu collapsed.

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"..."

Patriot withdrew his hand.

Lin Lu's body fell backward and landed on the ground.

Dark eyes gazed at the sky, pupils gradually dilating.

"Why……"

In the life-or-death struggle, Lin Lu had gained the upper hand, and even Patriot believed he was doomed. However, at the last moment, Lin Lu suddenly stopped, allowing Patriot to continue his attack. If Lin Lu could stop, how could Patriot, who was mentally prepared to die a martyr, possibly stop?

"Could it be—"

Patriot suddenly remembered that Lin Lu had turned his head to look elsewhere for a brief moment. He hurriedly turned his head to look, and his whole body froze instantly.

Froststar stood there.

She held her injured arm, her black hair falling to her mouth, her gaze fixed on Lin Lu, who lay motionless on the ground.

"I see……"

The Patriot stumbled back several steps uncontrollably, without taking this into account.

At that moment, he was completely enveloped by decades of fighting spirit, and his mind was filled with only one thought—victory was inevitable.

The warrior carries the burden of all the dead.

If he dies, then everything he carried—the pain and hatred of the dead—will be in vain.

He cannot die; if he is destined to die, he must die meaningfully.

"Yelena..."

"Get out of the way."

Froststar slapped Bodochasti's hand away, and frost spread from his palm, instantly climbing up his arm and settling on his shoulder.

Patriot could have shattered the ice with a gentle shake, but for some reason, he didn't.

It's probably because of guilt.

In the past, he had already caused the death of his son.

Today, he nearly caused his daughter's death.

"Chernoborg."

Froststar held Lin Lu's body as if she were holding a beloved rag doll.

“Talulah has deceived us. This is a trap set by her and Mephisto. She is leading her people toward their deaths. It’s time to see clearly your stubbornness and your obstinacy. She is not a wise ruler. She is definitely not the Talulah of the past.”

Froststar's hair fell over Lin Lu, the silver strands stained with blood, but she didn't mind.

“I will go to Lungmen to deal with Mephisto. As for Talulah… whether you go or not, after I’ve dealt with Mephisto, I will go back to Chernobog and kill Talulah. This is the last time I’m giving you the choice, Father.”

"Yelena...I..."

The patriot hesitated, but ultimately all his words turned into a deep sigh.

He picked up the rusty gun and sturdy shield stuck in the ground, glanced back at Yelena and Terra's best son-in-law of the year, and sighed again. He silently turned and left, leaving behind a lonely figure.

Froststar held Lin Lu in her arms, without saying another word, simply holding him.

"PhD……"

Amiya collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at the center of the battlefield.

The doctor is dead?

How could that be...

"—"

"—!!"

The invisible murmurs amplified, the voices she never wanted to hear echoing in her mind, as if countless people were speaking around her. The ring hidden beneath her hazmat suit gradually extended towards a more dangerous red light, and a black aura quietly spread.

Do you want revenge?

Of all the babbling I'd been mumbling incoherently, this one sentence was exceptionally clear.

A wisp of blue flame surged before Amiya's eyes, and an ancient king extended an invitation to her.

"Do you want revenge?!"

The ancient Sarkaz king extended his hand to Amiya, holding a sword. The sword was approximately 0.9 to 1.2 meters long and about 5 centimeters wide. Its material was unknown, and it was entirely black. The blade was inscribed with traditional Sarkaz script, which read "The fighting has ceased here."

The monarch turned the sword hilt upside down in front of Amiya.

All Amiya needs to do is hold the hilt of the sword, and she will inherit all the power from him.

"revenge……"

Amiya unconsciously raised her hand, her hand reaching into the void, vaguely able to touch the hilt of the sword.

Amiya!

Huang's voice awakened Amiya.

Amiya's shoulders trembled, and the illusion before her eyes vanished instantly.

That ancient monarch, with his azure flames of fury, seemed to have never existed from the beginning.

It was so close, just a tiny bit more.

She almost broke her promise to that person.

Amiya, are you alright?!

Huang stood guard beside Amiya with a chainsaw, while Ace silently raised his shield to block the Yetis, using his actions to intimidate them.

"I... Doctor... I..."

Amiya couldn't find the words; she wanted to give orders, but the sorrow in her heart choked her. Even breathing was painful, whether from the backlash of the spell or from her inability to control her emotions, she didn't know.

“Amiya, listen to me,” ACE said in a deep voice. “Please believe the Doctor. He has returned from hell time and time again. He will never die. Even the will of this land cannot take him away! If even you don’t believe him, who else will?”

“ACE…”

Amiya's eyes gradually returned to their senses, and she stood up with Huang's help.

"You're right, I'm going to pick up the professor, he's waiting for me!"

Amiya started running.

The full protective suit made her movements incredibly clumsy, making it difficult for her to maintain her balance on the rugged terrain altered by the explosive force, causing her to fall directly to the ground.