Chapter 1969 - 998: The Final Journey (End)
Chapter 1969: Chapter 998: The Final Journey (End)
When the Duke of Storm City appeared before him, the two shadows and Zhang Mengchan formed a triangular formation, surrounding the terrifying giant progeny!
The sudden appearance of the two shadows threw the Duke of Storm City’s initial advantage into chaos. Zhang Mengchan advanced rather than retreated, attacking in unison with the shadows!
The Duke of Storm City wanted to use a taboo object to escape the trinity’s encirclement. The taboo object that King had once used to instantly teleport by exchanging glances was on him, but the young knight before him was blind, rendering his last resort useless!
No one expected that Ginkgo Mountain would choose Zhang Mengchan to execute the final beheading!
No one expected that Ginkgo Mountain would leave the silhouette to Zhang Mengchan as the final killer move!
Everyone only saw the chessboard of heaven and earth, yet missed the elder’s painstaking effort over more than a decade.
The old man of Ginkgo Mountain seemed as though he could always find the correct choice amidst the chaotic fate, even without the chessboard.
With a loud crash, the two shadows struck the Duke of Storm City’s back simultaneously, and Zhang Mengchan, wielding the silhouette like a scissors blade, stabbed into the Duke’s neck!
Blood gushed out, and the Duke of Storm City kicked Zhang Mengchan away, retreating slowly. However, he grew weaker with each step back until he finally stumbled and collapsed onto the cliff.
Behind him was the Wand of the Dead embedded in the cliff, and his shirtfront was stained red with blood.
The Duke of Storm City grasped the wound on his neck, still attempting to kill, wanting to drag Zhang Mengchan with him even in death, but Zero came walking slowly from afar.
Zero sat down beside the Duke of Storm City, cradling him in her arms and gently sang a lullaby.
That was the Duke of Storm City’s favorite to hear in his childhood.
"Sit for a while longer, wait for the stars to gather."
"Even if flowers bloom, no need to await their result."
"I want to sleep peacefully, to find a silent, deserted place."
The brutality on the Duke of Storm City’s face gradually disappeared. He simply lay quietly in Zero’s arms and softly said, "Mother..."
Zero gently responded affirmatively.
The Duke of Storm City smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes.
The Gold-seeking Beast, which had been eyeing the scene for a long time, hurried over to the Wand of the Dead once the Duke had passed, biting into it as if it were a baguette.
The green flames in the eye sockets of the skull instantly extinguished, and the auroras in the sky dissipated.
Zhang Mengchan stood up, wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, and turned to walk down the mountain.
He looked up at the still-falling meteor shower, suddenly stopping in his tracks: "How beautiful."
It seemed as though he saw a more beautiful painting invisible to the eyes.
...
...
On Ginkgo Mountain.
Zong Cheng’s arm, which was about to make a move on the chessboard, suddenly halted, as did the falling snow outside. He sighed heavily.
The old man stared intently at the chessboard: "I won again."
It seemed to carry a dual meaning, pointing both at the chess game and the battlefield.
At this moment, the black pieces on the chessboard were in grave danger, but it was all to lure the enemy deeper. On the other side of the board, danger was already brewing.
Zong Cheng smiled broadly: "Multi-front operations, every line converging at the last moment into a single chord, is truly admirable. I’m very curious, what if Zhang Mengchan couldn’t kill the Duke of Storm City?"
The old man shook his head: "Impossible that he couldn’t. That silhouette was already in its second-stage containment form, but Zhang Mengchan didn’t have to use it before the battle ended."
Zong Cheng pondered. He didn’t ask what the second-stage form of the silhouette was but was more concerned about another matter: "Was Zero one of your chess pieces? I thought that the Duke of Storm City had a backup plan to drag Zhang Mengchan into hell, yet he gave it up."
The old man shook his head again: "I make use of everything, but I’ve never exploited familial bonds. Zero went there voluntarily; it had nothing to do with me."
Zong Cheng lamented: "So even beings like the Duke of Storm City and Zero need kinship..."
The old man asked: "What are you still doing here?"
Zong Cheng stood up, smoothed his wrinkled clothes, and said with a smile: "Indeed, it’s my time to appear. Originally, I didn’t think I would lose, but now I’m feeling somewhat uncertain. You made me witness the downfall of the West Continent, perhaps to destroy my confidence."
"From the moment you perceived Qing Chen as a threat, you already lacked confidence," the old man put all the chess pieces back into the chess box: "You have a humorous genuine side, unlike the Zong Cheng from a thousand years ago who was killed by Li Shentan. At least, I don’t entirely despise you. Go, you have no retreat."
"Old master, I will not lose."
"Not necessarily."
Zong Cheng smiled as he descended the mountain. As the old man mentioned, with the giant’s mental induction and the taboo syringe present, if he doesn’t act now, he could only wait for death.
Today’s opportunity is fleeting, never to return.
Outside battlefield A5, twelve elderly Chen Clan painters walked up the ridge, quietly observing the scar-strewn battlefield before them.
Behind them were over a thousand Lif carrying painting scrolls, silently waiting.
The Chen Clan painters watched as the army of the dead turned to ashes one by one, eventually becoming a handful of yellow earth on the ground, their bodies collapsing onto the ground like flowing sand.
The giants: "Wow!"
An exclamation of joy erupted from the battlefield, for they knew that someone had succeeded in beheading the Duke of Storm City, finally ending the war.
It was finally over, and everyone collapsed to the ground, savoring the joy of survival while cheering weakly.
The Chen Clan painter standing on the ridge smiled: "I really want you to enjoy the happiness a little longer, but I can’t... I’m sorry, this time, I must win."