Chapter 2419 - The Death of Wang Chong!
Chapter 2419: The Death of Wang Chong!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Your Highness!"
Frantic voices came from the distance. Wang Zhongsi, Bahram, Young Master Qingyang, Sword Dragon… upon seeing what was happening, they all rushed toward Heaven.
At the same time, large numbers of human soldiers also charged in Heaven's direction.
"Ant!"
Heaven slightly frowned at this, and then he coldly laughed. With a light wave of his hand, he prepared to destroy all these humans.
Bang!
However, before he could make his move, a massive stream of Psychic Energy slammed into Heaven's mind.
"Release Master!"
The Nightmare Beast attacked with all its power, its face burning with rage and sorrow.
"This beast again!"
Heaven's face chilled, but he almost instantly regained his composure.
Whether it was Wang Zhongsi, Bahram, or Little Nightmare, they were all insignificant to Heaven. All they had done at most was surprise him, but even though he was caught off guard, they still could not threaten him.
But just when Heaven was prepared to blast them all away, rumble! The world darkened, and a violet bolt of lightning full of destructive energy descended from the sky and crashed into Heaven.
Heaven himself could control lightning, but this lightning was very different. Its diameter alone was nearly ten thousand feet, and it contained an unimaginable amount of energy.
Even Heaven couldn't help but grimace at this sight.
In this violet lightning bolt, he could clearly sense the power of the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Seeking death!"
Heaven's chilling voice resounded across the battlefield, and then a vast energy howled out of his body.
Bang!
With miserable screams, Wang Zhongsi, Bahram, Ozmish Khagan, Young Master Qingyang, and the others were blasted into oblivion by that Divine Martial realm energy.
In the air, Little Nightmare was also struck, its mind instantly breaking apart, and what remained of its shell of a body fell lifelessly to the ground.
The giant violet lightning bolt and the Xuanyuan Sword were also annihilated by Heaven's terrifying energy, dissipating into nothingness.
"No!"
The explosion also blasted Wang Chong away, the destructive energy blasting into his body and shattering all his bones and meridians. Heaven even used this opportunity to destroy his dantian.
"Lord Junior Guardian, Little Nightmare, Sword Dragon, Li Siye…"
Wang Chong lay in the dust, and as he watched all the others being blasted away, he felt his soul twitch in agony.
"Little Nightmare…"
Wang Chong saw Little Nightmare's corpse in the distance, its eyes out of focus but still looking in his direction as if telling him to escape.
Once, twice…
Wang Chong could no longer remember how many times Little Nightmare had sacrificed itself to save him.
Although their first meeting had not been pleasant, since then, Little Nightmare had regarded him as its true master, forever standing sentinel at his side.
Alas, in the end, he couldn't save it.
There was also Crown Prince's Junior Guardian Wang Zhongsi, Bahram, Young Master Qingyang, Sword Dragon… Although he had not killed these people, they had ultimately died for his sake.
As his experiences with these people appeared in his mind, two lines of tears began to trickle down his face.
Some of these people were his seniors, others were his friends, and there was also his master, the Demonic Emperor Old Man, and the others… All of these people had trusted him and followed him.
But in the end, he had been able to save no one.
All of the elites of the Great Tang Empire had been wiped out, and there was no one left to resist Heaven!
"The Stone of Destiny, right?"
At this moment, Wang Chong saw Heaven approaching out of the corner of his eye.
His expression was proud and domineering, as if he was truly the king of all gods, looking down on the world with everything under his control.
"If my guess is right, you must have used that Destiny Energy or whatever to create that lightning bolt just now!"
Heaven smirked, seemingly having already seen through all of Wang Chong's secrets.
Heaven apparently knew more about the Stones of Destiny than expected.
Wang Chong said nothing, only stared at Heaven with a pair of cold eyes.
He would never concede!
Even if he died, he would definitely kill him!
"Unwilling?
"Indignant?"
Heaven looked at him with a pitying gaze.
"A pity, then, that this world only believes in strength. Do you have any other cards? Show them all now!"
Heaven drifted down from the sky like a leaf and then walked up to Wang Chong.
Wang Chong was essentially crippled now and couldn't even move. He no longer had the ability to fight against him.
Such a familiar feeling!
Time and time again, he would always push these Children of Destruction to this point.
On the ground, Wang Chong said nothing, only glared at Heaven as his entire body cracked and groaned. As Heaven watched, Wang Chong slowly crawled forward.
His body was wracked with pain, but even though all his bones had been broken and his muscles destroyed, he still gathered up all his strength and all the energy left in his body, crawling forward through the sheer strength of his will.
He would never concede!
Never!
Crack! Clack! Heaven continued to watch as Wang Chong slowly crawled across the ground.
No matter what, even if he died, he would never concede in front of Heaven.
"Tragic!"
Heaven was surprised at first. No one understood Wang Chong's current situation more than him. Even he had not imagined that Wang Chong would still be able to do this much.
But he quickly got ahold of himself and coldly laughed, a hint of derision in his eyes. Boom! He stomped his foot down, and the meager amount of Stellar Energy that Wang Chong had gathered in his chest was instantly scattered. The ground cracked apart, and the immense energy pressed more than half of Wang Chong's body into the earth.
"Things are already like this. What is the point in persisting?"
Heaven sneered.
"Since you've used everything and have no more trump cards, it is my turn now!"
Clang! Heaven reached his hand out, and the Xuanyuan Sword was pulled by some invisible energy into his hand.
Heaven looked down pitifully at the pale and blood-spattered form of Wang Chong at his feet.
It was not pity between peers, but the pity a human had when looking down on ants.
"You were a decent opponent!
"But… it's over!"
There was a hint of cruelty on Heaven's lips. A moment later, plush! The Xuanyuan Sword came down, thrusting through Wang Chong's heart and nailing him to the ground.
Blood gushed out, and with this, everything was settled.
Wang Chong tried to muster all of his energy to resist, but nothing could stop this sword.
He felt a cold sensation at his chest, and his vitality began to drain away at an astonishing speed, along with the last bit of strength he had mustered.
With one last glance, Wang Chong saw Heaven looking down on him with that cold and emotionless face, and he heard the sounds of fighting in the distance.
His vision was going blurry. He saw smoke rising into the air, the sky turning red, the world in the middle of collapsing. Everything was dyed in a layer of blood.
I still couldn't do it…
Time seemed to drag out endlessly. As he looked up at the increasingly blurry sky, Wang Chong felt lost.
At this moment, all he had experienced in these last two lives emerged in his mind.
Wang Chong 'saw' the endless campaign of thirty-some years in his last life, 'saw' those familiar and trusting faces, saw the bodies of those people covered in wounds, all of them calling out to him before they threw themselves into the fray.
Wang Chong 'saw' his deceased parents, big uncle, little sister, and big brother from his last life… 'saw' a collapsing earth wracked by suffering and hunger.
A deep sense of helplessness welled up within him.
Even with all my strength, is this still unavoidable? Wang Chong internally muttered in pain.
Everything he had done since his reincarnation—the war of the southwest, the Battle of Talas, the war with Arabia, the war with An Lushan, the cold wave… all of these experiences flashed through his mind like a slideshow.
Despite countless days and nights of effort, not taking even one moment to relax, doing everything in his power, was he still not able to avert the world's destruction in the end?
Darkness!
Endless darkness!
Wang Chong felt an extreme despair, an infinite pain, and a sliver of deep unwillingness.
Was this really the world's destiny?
Was there really something that could not be changed despite offering his all?
Wang Chong's drifting soul slowly sank into the infinite darkness.
As Wang Chong's mind scattered, he heard a muffled voice, which traveled a seemingly endless distance to arrive at his ears.
"A bunch of ants. We only need to take the three Stones of Destiny to finish this."
Bang!
Wang Chong's body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, and his scattering soul suddenly cleared up. The darkness in front of Wang Chong's eyes was torn away a little, a sliver of light entering his eyes, through which he could see Heaven's familiar face.
He had bent down, reaching a hand toward the center of his forehead, where the Stone of Destiny was, only a few inches from his face.
Wang Chong once more saw the look on Heaven's face: cold, disdainful, aloof, like a god looking down on all living beings. It was like everything in his eyes was truly that meager and insignificant, like an ant.
Buzz!
Wang Chong's soul trembled with unprecedented anger.
Ants!!
Yes, in the eyes of Heaven, in the eyes of the Celestial God Organization, in the eyes of all these people who played with power, Wang Chong and all other lives in this world, including all those civilizations and empires, were nothing more than bunches of ants.
This word accurately described what all things appeared to be in their eyes!
Because they were so lowly, puny, and weak, in their eyes, this war that had involved hundreds of millions of people and various civilizations was nothing worth worrying about.
Dust and mustard seeds!
This was the weight of the world in their eyes!
This was the weight of countless living beings!
This was why they could so brazenly slaughter lives and stir up disaster after disaster.
Because of them, the Wang Clan from his last life had declined and all its people had been forced to wander the world. His father, mother, little sister, big brother… all of his relatives had died from the pain of starvation and deprivation.
At the time, hadn't he been an ant?
Since they were ants, they could naturally be sacrificed without a second thought. It did not matter how many of them died!
But was anyone born to a position of power and nobility?
No!
He would never concede!
Wang Chong's eyes turned red, his heart pulsing with intense unwillingness.
