Night of Despair-Chapter 426 - 424 confrontation four

"Your abilities are quite impressive," Yu Hong said calmly. "Are you interested in working under me? Whatever you desire, I can provide."

Originally, I thought there was nothing special about this world, but it turns out there is still some supernatural essence.

"Nevermind me, use that!" The young man completely ignored him, lunged forward, and a new golden ring of light exploded from his body, making him even more transparent.

The golden ring of light once again surrounded Yu Hong, stacking with the previous one, suddenly increasing the binding force, tightly restraining Yu Hong.

The other three people then roared again, rushing towards Yu Hong.

The White Bear pounced and bit, golden daggers dazzling, and the yellow airflow transformed into ribbons and ropes binding him.

But...

In that instant.

A silver Spirit Light suddenly emerged on Yu Hong.

Clank clank clank!

Everyone’s attacks were perfectly blocked by the Spirit Light.

Without exception.

"Stubborn fools." Yu Hong raised his right hand, disappeared from his spot like lightning, and in the next moment, he had already grabbed the White Bear in front of him.

The silver Spirit Light was forcefully infused into the White Bear’s body.

Immediately following, the next moment, Yu Hong’s palm moved upwards, as if pulling something out from inside the White Bear.

Instantly, a brilliant silver light shot out from the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose of the White Bear, merging into his palm.

Hiss!!

A continuous flow of silver light rapidly entered the palm of Yu Hong’s hand.

This scene lasted for two seconds. By the time the others regained their senses, the White Bear’s cry had abruptly ended, leaving only a large piece of white fur on its body.

"Mary!!" Someone among the three screamed in anguish.

But it was already too late.

Yu Hong discarded the white fur in his hand and stepped forward.

Boom!!

Centered around his foot, a burst of dark red Tai Ling Skill Inner Strength explosively spread.

Dark red Inner Strength covered the entire mountain path, spreading to the cliff walls as well.

The other three, caught off guard, were submerged by the Inner Strength, immediately convulsed all over as if electrocuted, falling to the ground unconscious.

"Take them away," Yu Hong said calmly.

"Yes!" Immediately, soldiers of Black Light respectfully stepped forward and dragged the three away to bind them.

He glanced straight ahead.

"The path ahead, I should walk alone. You all disperse."

Saying this without waiting for any reaction.

He stepped down, the ground cracked, and he suddenly vanished, reappearing hundreds of meters away.

Sss!

At the same time, Ku Chan’s figure appeared beside him.

"Alliance Leader, I failed to intercept."

"It’s alright, we can walk together." Yu Hong didn’t mind, noticing he had changed into a Daoist robe, not white but the purple of Zihe Palace.

"Do I need to completely change to the style of Zihe Palace?"

"No need." Ku Chan was silent for a moment, his one hand touching the elevated collar where a silver-lined purple character was embroidered.

"I just want, to never forget."

"It’s alright, you can rebuild Zihe Palace. Spirit Alliance is just an alliance, not a dictatorship," Yu Hong said gently.

"No... just keeping it as a memento..." Ku Chan closed his eyes, "Also I need to apologize to you in advance."

"Why?"

"I am guilty..." Ku Chan lowered his head, "I shouldn’t have killed all the tens of thousands of resistance forces of the Festa army... This goes against the Spirit Alliance Leader’s principle of only targeting high-level figures where possible."

Hearing this, Yu Hong also fell silent.

Staring at Ku Chan, he did not speak for a long time.

Until the sharp whistling of bombers gradually approached from the distant sky, he then softly spoke.

"From now on, just stay by my side."

"Yes," Ku Chan bowed his head.

Affected deeply by the Source Disaster, his entire family perished, and his pregnant fiancée died tragically before his eyes. Maintaining any goodness now was already a result of incredibly high moral standards.

Yu Hong knew, he must keep a close eye on Ku Chan now, as his nature was gradually heading towards another extreme.

"Let’s go."

As soon as he spoke.

Both of them almost simultaneously vanished from their spot.

A second later.

A dense barrage of missiles rained down.

Boom!!

The mountain path was immediately engulfed in an inferno of yellow and white flames.

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In the presidential conference hall.

Underneath the live satellite surveillance feed.

Several high-level Festa officials were staring unblinkingly at the projection screen.

"Supersonic speed, and yet it still failed..." the president spoke somberly, his eyes flashing with disbelief.

Supersonic, as Festa’s last and strongest single-operative assassination squad, had dozens of experiences targeting imperial leaders.

Yet, when facing the Spirit Alliance Leader...

"That guy, he’s simply a monster!" Rania also watched the entire live broadcast. Spirit Alliance openly allowed them to monitor.

But the more it was so, the more intense the frustration and repression in their hearts.

Because such an attitude represented condescension, represented looking down on them.

"Let’s just carpet bomb. We don’t have many choices left...." President Venita sighed.

"If it’s still ineffective??" Commander Bar asked in a deep voice.

The president didn’t answer, instead he just looked at the projection screen, silently for a long time.

Soon, the live broadcast of the bombing reappeared on the screen.

The Air Force, in coordination with the Navy and Army, launched over two thousand five hundred ground-to-surface missiles.

Covering the entire several kilometers’ route that Yu Hong and his companion were advancing on.

Such a scale was usually reserved for conflict with a nation, but now, it was being used against a mere terrorist organization....

Yet, as Yu Hong and his companion walked out unharmed, even without a scratch, from the raging fire ignited by missiles and rockets,

Finally, the mentality of everyone in the presidential conference room collapsed.

Bang!

Rania suddenly stood up.

"Mr. President! I suggest we launch nuclear weapons immediately!"

"What if nuclear weapons are also useless!?" Bar countered.

"That’s impossible!! No one can withstand the ultimate weapon!" Rania retorted fiercely.

"Rashness won’t solve any problems." The Director of CIA said coldly. "At this point, you should realize, we have no power to stop them from approaching. Isn’t their very public approach meant to force us to declare our stance, to give up resistance?"

"Yes, they came with an attitude to negotiate right from the start, whereas we have been aggressively attacking them." the middle-aged director of the National Land Security Bureau stated as he touched his bald head.

"....." Rania, realizing the changed attitudes of those who had just spoken differently, knew that everything was over.

He clenched his hands tight, his nails almost piercing into his palms.

"The First Army Group has already been deployed on their path now..."

"I will notify them to lay down their arms and stop resisting." Bar said somberly. "I don’t want my soldiers to sacrifice their lives in vain. Facing an unknown, irresistible force, surrendering is not our fault."

"Heh... heh..." Rania shook his head, no longer speaking.

He knew that anything he said now would be meaningless.

Looking at the expressionless, weary-eyed president, the strangely serious looking commanders of the Navy and Air Force, and the other leaders,

He suddenly had a premonition, a sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

"Sorry, Rania, no matter what, someone has to take responsibility for this." The president’s voice, with a hint of helplessness, echoed in the office.

"I understand...." Rania closed his eyes, stepped forward, but was grabbed by a guard who appeared out of nowhere.

"For the sake of your family, this is the best outcome." President Venita said.

Rania’s face trembled, unable to utter a word, and was escorted down by the guard.

He had anticipated a day like this for himself, but he hadn’t expected that it would come at the hands of a small terrorist organization of no more than two thousand people.

The director of the National Security Bureau, responsible for suppressing terrorist organizations, was actually brought down by a terrorist organization.

What an irony!

Two hours later.

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Rania was under house arrest, sitting alone in his cell, still pondering how the Spirit Alliance would deal with him.

Death, he wasn’t afraid of.

From the moment he chose this path, he had been prepared.

But the Spirit Alliance, every aspect of the organization was permeated with a sense of eeriness and malevolence.

He didn’t believe that anyone would genuinely promote that eerie Spirit Light for free as advertising.

Nothing good comes without a reason, or is delivered straight to your mouth.

He understood this principle since he was seven years old.

Sitting neatly in the white, personal prison cell, Rania sat at the desk, flipping through a book on political tactics.

Compromise, once scorned by him, but now....

Suddenly. He, sitting underground, slightly tilted his head up, looking towards the ceiling.

Looking at the pristine white ceiling.

Above there, on the upper surface, something seemed to be happening.

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Above the capital of Festa—Weilanser City.

Two large figures wearing broad Daoist robes looked down imperiously at the high-rises and busy traffic below.

The countless flow of people and vehicles moved like ants, seamlessly flowing between boxed buildings.

"From this angle, a capital of humanity actually seems as fragile as a sandbox."

Yu Hong sighed.

"Since no one has come to greet us yet, how about I send them a greeting?" Ku Chan mentioned coldly from behind.

Yu Hong smiled.

"No worries, I’ll handle it myself. Sometimes showing power requires a certain finesse and art. Mere violence only invokes fear, and fear leads to flee and resistance."

"...." Ku Chan didn’t speak, but his face clearly disagreed.

Yu Hong stopped talking, just extended his right hand and lifted his index finger.

The tip rapidly lit up with a silver light.

The light quickly condensed into a fist-sized sphere, dazzlingly bright.

"Only by offering hope."

Yu Hong raised his right hand over his head. The light sphere was also lifted up.

"Can life be balanced."

Hiss!!!

In an instant, the silver light from his fingertip intensified, suddenly surging, swelling.

In a blink, it transformed into a horrifying silver light sphere several meters in diameter.

"Go."

Behind Yu Hong, a massive blue Ultimate Sun Illusion appeared, with numerous eerie, contorting faces surfacing and writhing on the sun’s surface.

Hiss hiss hiss hiss!

The next instant, the enormous silver light sphere above him started rapidly shooting out strands of silver light.

Countless strands like raindrops fell, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, targeting every living person in the capital.