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Chapter 1618 Final Chapter: Crossing the Sea [71] "Saints and Sinners (4)"

Hui Zi staggered backward: "Why did he shoot himself? I clearly let him go..."

“You bewitched him for two or three seconds, and he saw your beauty,” Su Ming’an said.

"That's it?"

"Because he saw beauty, he suddenly woke up and realized that he was no longer himself." Su Ming'an said calmly, "A person who has been blind for a long time saw the light for the first time, but he realized that only after death can he remember this ray of light forever, and as long as he lives, he will shoot and erase this light again and again..."

“I…I don’t understand,” Hui Zi stammered.

“You are indeed a very well-protected child,” Su Ming’an said. At the same time, he was also wondering why the captain had used the word “Su” at the end.

At this moment, due to the gunfire, soldiers gradually surrounded the flat building.

Just as Su Ming'an was about to let Hui Zi break through the encirclement, the surroundings suddenly became very quiet.

The footsteps disappeared, the gunshots disappeared, and the rustling of fabric disappeared.

He looked up and suddenly realized—it was dark.

The sky turned into pure ink, so black it was bewildering. Then, a white crack appeared, and Wang Xingkong squinted as the bright light stung his eyes, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.

"Boom--!"

Two figures, suspended beneath the cracked sky.

A man, with white hair cascading down like a silver waterfall, his body like translucent glass, light penetrating his form to reveal flowing blood. He leaned back slightly, his posture languid and dependent, nestled against the silent figure behind him.

The figure behind was wrapped in a large, heavy black robe, with the hood pulled low, obscuring most of the face.

They were suspended beneath a dome of raging wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, with lightning flashing like silver dragons and thunder rumbling like giant drums.

"Who are they?" The soldiers struggled to their feet and hurriedly ran back.

“Run, run!”

"Run away..."

Dazed and confused, Si Nian slapped his head hard and pushed Su Ming'an and Chen Yuhang: "Let's go! This is not something we should get involved in!"

At that moment, the boy in the sky chuckled softly: "This is it. I smell the scent of blood ties. It can't be my noble elder brother. Could it be my third sister? But my third sister shouldn't be here... Could it be that I've inexplicably gained another brother or sister?"

Su Ming'an looked up at the dark sky.

This is the power of a superior race... an entire army of soldiers is as insignificant as an ant. A thousand schemes and ten thousand experiences are no match for a single finger of a superior race.

He had already recognized the two people—the younger brother from the Lin clan, and the black-robed man who had kidnapped the younger brother from the Lin clan.

The black-robed figure before us has clearly been replaced... altered by the Radiant Mother Goddess. This is an IF scenario where "the Rin clan's younger brother, born with evil traits, encounters a different kind of black-robed figure."

If he hadn't ventured into the sea and had instead set off directly from Rovasa, the Lord of Eden might not have been Ming, but rather this younger brother from the Lin clan.

In the air, the Lin Clan member stretched out his hand, his five fingers long and slender, and pressed down lightly.

It was as if a single frame of an image had been gently erased by an eraser. Where the boy's fingertips touched, vast stretches of barracks, watchtowers, and soldiers—all their shapes, angles, and colors—were instantly melted away by an invisible force.

They turned into a pure white mass, as if they had been suddenly erased by an eraser!
The running soldiers, who were roaring and charging one second, were like candles plunged into a flame the next. They struggled in terror, their arms futilely churning in the viscous liquid, their toes, calves, waists... rapidly softening and disappearing.

Cold raindrops pierced the suffocating silence and fell onto Su Ming'an's suddenly contracted pupils.

He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on a spot less than a foot in front of him—where the soldier who had been closest to him just moments before had silently vanished into nothingness.

“…Oh.” The white-haired boy looked down at him. “So this is where it is.”

Wang Xingkong was so frightened by this scene that he lay on the ground, looking at Su Ming'an in shock—this terrifying guy was looking for Su Ming'an!?

"despair."

The white-haired youth landed nimbly and bent down to observe Su Ming'an.

"So it was a younger brother." The white-haired boy straightened up and flicked his fingers. "The Lin Clan usually has three children. This is the first time I've heard of a fourth. Good brother, how did you end up living away from home?"

"What was that weapon just now?" Su Ming'an asked casually.

Seeing that Su Ming'an was not afraid of him at all, the white-haired youth became interested and explained, "'Erase,' my Lin clan ability."

“But you failed to erase me just now,” Su Ming’an said.

"Hmm... Brothers and sisters can have some resistance to each other's Rin clan abilities," the white-haired boy chuckled.

"You've been taught very badly."

"Anyway, this is Princess Chenghua's territory, and she is my elder brother's sworn sister. I was going to destroy this place anyway." The white-haired boy shrugged: "It's normal to weaken your opponents in order to survive."

Su Ming'an waved from behind, signaling Si Nian and Wang Xingkong to leave.

"They can't leave," the white-haired boy immediately stopped them.

Suddenly, the muzzle of a gun was pressed against his chin.

In Su Ming'an's hand was the "Hunter of Glory" shotgun.

"You..." The white-haired boy was startled.

……

"Ding dong!"

[NPC (Su Qi) Favorability: 30+20!]

……

"I hate it when people point guns at me, but I never expected you to do that. You're amazing!" The white-haired boy clapped his hands and laughed, "I'm starting to like you."

Su Ming'an launched a flying kick, aiming for the white-haired boy's forehead.

……

"Ding dong!"

[NPC (Su Qi) Favorability: 50+30!]

……

After being kicked hard, the white-haired boy staggered back, touched the shoe print, and burst out laughing: "Interesting! Interesting! I like you! Alright, then let them go!"

Wang Xingkong watched in utter disbelief—what kind of masochistic are these legendary Rin clan members? What on earth is all this nonsense!

He and Si Nian exchanged a glance and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Let's go," Su Ming'an whispered.

Wang Xingkong decisively grabbed Si Nian and ran, and the two quickly disappeared into the black and white mud.

Su Ming'an was about to quickly stroke the face of the Lin Clan member when the man in black robes approached.

"Go back," the man in black said calmly.

"I'll listen to you," the white-haired boy said, showing great dependence.

However, Su Ming'an, who was watching from the side, clearly saw that the black-robed man's goodwill remained unchanged... This showed that the black-robed man didn't care at all about the Lin Clan being beaten.

“You’ve mistaken a father who doesn’t love you,” Su Ming’an said.

Perhaps because their goodwill was already high enough, the Lin Clan member wasn't angry this time and laughed, "He's just my servant."

A master who has been reverse-tamed... Su Ming'an looked at the unsuspecting Rin clan.

"By the way, you are Servant Number Four." The Lin Clan looked at Su Ming'an.

Su Ming'an immediately came up and stroked him, trying to teach him a lesson through physical means, before the man in black could stop him.

……

"Ding dong!"

[NPC (Su Qi) Favorability: 80+5!]

……

A pair of deep, dark eyes peered at Su Ming'an from beneath the black robe.

Su Ming'an put his hands behind his back. After touching the Rin Clan, his palms began to melt... This Rin Clan ability was truly peculiar.

It's just like... an eraser.

……

In the early hours of the morning, Su Ming'an arrived at the dwelling of the Lin tribe.

To his surprise, this was not a luxurious palace, but an iron-gray experimental city.

"Servant Number One rescued me from the lab and made me realize that everyone wants me to become some kind of world lord." Su Qi said angrily, hands on her hips, "Our journey is to the stars and the sea, how can we be trapped in a small world! I want to go to the universe, to outer space! So, to fulfill my wish, I will devour my brother and sister, become the last of the Lin Clan, and ascend to a higher dimension!"

"Clap clap clap—" The man in black clapped his hands, looking very pleased.

Su Qi arranged a luxurious room for Su Ming'an to stay in, and then went to attend to other matters: "Little brother, I'll come to see you again later!"

Su Ming'an sat on the soft bed, waiting quietly.

At the deepest moment of night, a dark figure emerged from the shadows and instantly grabbed Su Ming'an by the neck.

"...You shouldn't have come back," the man in black said coldly.

"Your favorability rating has remained unchanged from beginning to end... Are you someone other than Rosa?" Su Ming'an calmly returned the gaze.

The man in black robes leaned closer and whispered in Su Ming'an's ear, "Su Ming'an, wouldn't it be better to just leave with the small world like this... I thought you were a smart person. What good will come of insisting on coming back and dragging things out? Do you really think you can fight against those eyes?"

“You’re one of the clear-headed ones? As expected, I’ll be facing off against you.” Su Ming’an said.

The man in black clenched his fist and delivered the killing blow!
In an instant, the black-robed man was sent flying backward. White tentacles suddenly sprouted from Su Ming'an's back, growing outward and breaking through the roof. His fingers clenched tightly!

In an instant, the surroundings solidified into stillness, like boiling steam. Then, a line of space tore open, and a terrifying rumble resounded!

"boom--!"

With a flash, Su Ming'an, surrounded by a cross of light, swung his right hand, and the Yarman Sword transformed into golden light, slashing straight at the window!
Smoke billowed up, dust swirled, and the sound of collapsing bricks filled the air. The figure of the man in black robes was engulfed by ashes. Su Ming'an flashed away again, quickly leaving the place.

He just revealed his strength for a moment; I wonder if the Radiant Mother Goddess noticed.

He immediately withdrew his power, rolled into the shadows, and shed his divine power defense, returning to his ordinary and unremarkable self, Chen Yuhang.

This moment.

His figure froze in mid-air.

"Shh."

Golden hair swayed in the wind, a familiar face pressed against his shoulder, pupils revealing a clear blue.

—It was that patron of the theater, "Wonderful Rose".

Su Ming'an looked at his chest, and a fair, translucent hand reached out and grasped his heart as if it were a red apple. A low, husky voice came from behind him:

"In this identity, you cannot reveal your true strength, otherwise the Mother Goddess will discover you immediately."

"As a 'saint,' you can only be a 'saint.' You cannot do anything out of line, because you are now radiant, pure, and flawless."

"And as a 'sinner'... you can become a dragon waiting to be slain."

Su Ming'an, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, slowly turned around.

He looked at a pair of clear blue eyes that he hadn't seen in a long time and that seemed somewhat unfamiliar.

—Is it a fanfiction that has been altered, or the real person in disguise? Their behavior is exactly the same.

“I’ll help you cover up the traces here. You just need to die first, so you don’t get discovered,” said the Rose of Wonderful Sound. “The rest is up to you. This is something only you can do, a path only you can walk…”

"boom!"

He crushed his heart, as if he were crushing a rose.

Su Ming'an's eyes dimmed instantly, and his head drooped.

……

As the candlelight flickered, Su Ming'an opened his eyes.

To be honest, Su Ming'an didn't understand a single thing that guy rambled on about sinners and saints.

He thought he would be reverted to a previous state... but instead found himself surrounded by a fragrant aroma, pure white curtains, and a magnificent dome.

He tried to get up—only to find himself lying in an ice coffin, surrounded by flowers.

Ding-ling--ding-ling--

When someone approached, he immediately closed his eyes.

He sensed someone standing motionless beside the ice coffin for a long time. He quietly opened his eyes a crack and saw that the person had loose blond hair and was praying devoutly with his eyes closed.

Su Ming'an immediately closed his eyes, and only slowly opened them when he felt the person leave.

He found himself wearing a white robe with gold ornaments on his neck, wrists, and ankles, gold thread embroidered on the collar and cuffs, and a translucent green belt of jade and moonstone hanging from his waist.

Crystal chandeliers hung down, adorned with thousands of crystals and pearls. The sofas were as large as beds, with cushions scattered with velvet and gold thread. Low tables, long couches, and vases were interspersed throughout the hall, the air thick with the scent of honey and fine vintage wine.

"boom!"

He threw a punch and discovered that his strength was astonishing, shattering the ice coffin.

Barefoot, he stepped onto the soft carpet and walked to the full-length mirror, gazing at his reflection—

The face in the mirror was his own.

His face was deathly pale, like a dead person who had just come back to life.

"Your Highness." A female voice came from behind.

……

the other side.

The afternoon sun cast dappled shadows, and several young people with distinct personalities sat scattered around the window of the street corner teahouse.

They are: Lu Shu, a history teacher; Lin Yin, an ambitious student; Zhao Yuan, a war correspondent; and Lu, a banker.

Lu Shu wore a faded gray-blue linen long gown and round-framed glasses perched on his nose. He looked like a faded scholar's painting, reserved and serene.

Sitting opposite him was student Lin Yin, dressed in a blue school uniform, top and trousers, with a brass school badge fastened at the collar. She had a trendy side-parted short haircut, her hair was jet black and stiff, making her look very energetic.

Leaning against the door frame was Zhao Yuan, a war correspondent who had just come from the front lines. A heavy leather camera case was slung across his side, and he wore a dark shirt for easy movement, with his riding breeches tucked into a pair of dark brown high-top military boots.

At the outermost table, sipping tea with a slightly arrogant air, sat Banker Lu. He was dressed entirely in exquisite imported goods, wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit and a burgundy silk tie. His slicked-back hair was held in place perfectly with hair wax.

The four looked at each other, noticing each other's unusual attire, and suppressed a laugh.

"It's just like a group role-playing murder mystery game," Zhao Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Why am I still a student?" Lin Yin scratched her head.

“Let’s each do our own thing. With Siber, Serena, Asagao, and Beiwang watching over things in the original timeline, there shouldn’t be any problems in the short term.” Lu opened his gilded pocket watch and glanced at the time: “This final standoff cannot be left to Su Ming’an alone.”

With a slight rustle of his grey-blue robe, Lü Shu adjusted his glasses and stood up.
"Come on, let's go."

……

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