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Chapter 941 The End: Hope Must Be Created with Our Own Hands

The earth and sky roared incessantly, the sea sank, and the landforms were squeezed up by the immense pressure.

All this was because the two strongest beings in the world were attacking each other, and every move they made was aimed at the opponent's vital points. However, from a distance, it looked more like a one-sided torture.

With the blessing of human hope and faith, Lu Li's overall attributes have reached 253 points, but her maternal attributes are 258 points.

Compared to Lu Li's slow ascent, Ci Mu's attribute ascent is more stable, and she is about to reach a higher level.

With a five-point attribute gap, the pressure on the numerical values ​​is already immense. Moreover, the Compassionate Mother is not like an ordinary monster; she has rich combat experience, understands humans extremely well, and knows some tactics. She is not a mindless or insane being.

In the brief exchange, Lu Li suffered dozens of wounds, but the Primordial Spirit Seed made his blood and qi exceptionally vigorous. Under the operation of the Martial Scripture, Lu Li was like an eternal fighting machine.

He will continue to fight as long as his life is not completely ended.

But the swordsman who was protecting the tribe noticed something was wrong. He calmed Nia down, who wanted to go up and destroy the Mother Spiral Inhalation Component, and told the brute not to act rashly.

"The king's life is passing away; he cannot burn eternally."

The sword guardian, having lived a long time and possessing great strength and knowledge, saw that Lu Li was not only at a disadvantage in the battle, but also that his regenerative ability, which was even more abnormal than the strange one, was not limitless.

Aizen, who was watching from below, also noticed this. He knew the reason why Lu Li's life was slipping away: Lu Li had consumed too much of his lifespan when he was deducing martial arts, which had already exhausted the lifespan he had collected using the Imprisoning Demon technique.

He is currently burning his life force in battle. Excessive and rapid regeneration in a short period of time will consume his own life essence, which means that Lu Li is not a true perpetual motion machine and his recovery ability is not infinite.

However, Aizen believed that what Lu Li needed to worry about was not his lifespan. After all, Lu Li's life level was now different from before. Even if he was injured and recovered repeatedly in battle, Lu Li could continue this cycle for several years without dying.

The real problem lies in the numerical gap between the two. The Compassionate Mother is steadily crushing Lu Li because she is the one who doesn't need to rush. After devouring many of her kind's strange creatures, her strength is still on the rise, while Lu Li can no longer improve.

"Mensis, use the communication device, I want to speak to all of humanity!"

Aizen turned to the current leader of the Julius family and said that he hadn't expected that his mother could absorb supernatural beings, but he hadn't expected that she could absorb all of them so easily in an instant.

The main reason is that no one expected that it was the Human King who created the Compassionate Mother. The method of devouring monsters and using their power may not have been invented by the Human King. As the true inventor, the Compassionate Mother was certainly a master of this art.

However, his previous strategy was not without meaning. He at least bought humanity a lot of time for the uprising and rallied the human spirit in a short period of time. Next, he would try to awaken the hope of those humans and let them empower Lu Li with the power of their faith.

In this way, Lu Li's compass can exert its strongest effect, rather than just the enhancement brought about by the pure faith of the tribe.

The compass has a limit to the storage of strange powers, limited by its own materials. Even if Lu Li forcefully stuffs beads into it, it can only enhance its endurance and cannot directly boost his attributes. What is truly limitless is the hope and faith mentioned by the Human King, which can directly and without delay improve Lu Li.

But soon, Aizen was disappointed because the humans on this continent were too apathetic. Even if he re-brainwashed them, it would be difficult for them to develop pure hope and faith.

A mob is a mob. When things are going well, they will overestimate the name of the Human King and their morale will soar. But when Lu Li falls into a slump, they will start to panic and remember the terror of being dominated by the ancient gods.

Although Aizen was very good at inciting people, very few people actually entered a state of fanaticism and placed their hopes on Lu Li. Only the private soldiers secretly trained by Julius and other families were somewhat better, as they had the power to support Lu Li.

The power that people believe in in this world is very strong. If one has a strong hope, it can even turn an ordinary person into a superhuman. Before Lu Li put on the compass, his attributes were not very high, but after he put it on, in addition to the strange power, the power of hope and faith also made his attributes soar.

Just as Lu Li's attributes were rising again amidst people's hopes, reaching a total of 254 points, coincidentally, at the same moment, his mother also evolved, reaching 259 points.

Lu Li's attacks were not incapable of harming Ci Mu; with the help of the Demonic Fiend, his power could inflict considerable damage on her.

If the Compassionate Mother were a human, Lu Li felt he would have already killed her. But the Compassionate Mother was not human; she was a strange and complex ancient god. Every time she was injured, some of the gray mist on her body would drift away, carrying with it the black substance that Lu Li had tainted on her.

In this way, He will not suffer continuous damage from the demonic energy, nor will He be contaminated by Lu Li's pitch-black substance.

Relying on the undigested monsters within its body as energy, it was like a perpetual motion machine for a short period of time, launching a continuous and fierce attack on Lu Li by virtue of its high attributes.

boom--

In another clash, Lu Li coughed up a mouthful of blood as he retreated.

He sensed the power within him and felt a moment of complex emotions, because he knew that, according to the unspoken rules of this world, the pure faith of the people in the tribe alone had made him noticeably stronger.

If all of humanity were to place their hopes on him and pray to him, and were empowered by faith, he would probably have already killed his loving mother with a single blow.

But the result was that he was being overwhelmed. Nia was right; most of humanity in this world was no longer worth saving.

They knelt on the ground, incited by Aizen, praying that Lu Li could defeat the loving mother, but they never had any real hope in their hearts. Faith was just a word to them; they had no real faith.

"enough!"

Lu Li shouted in the sky, addressing both Sōsuke and the humans on the ground.

He brandished his sword to resist the Mother's attack, and the two separated again amidst a roar. This time, the Mother did not pursue. She was the one with the advantage, and the longer it went on, the more advantageous it would be for her. She was quite curious about what this human, who seemed to have no way out, still wanted to say.

"call……"

Lu Li exhaled a breath of stale air, his gaze sweeping across the land as if he could see the pairs of eyes in the darkness. "I don't need your prayers, nor your faith! Hope can never be obtained by placing it on others..."

He sheathed the demon-possessed sword, thinking, "Hope can only be earned with my own hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, to the astonishment of all the onlookers and his loving mother, Lu Li snatched the compass from his chest, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it with his gleaming white teeth, shattering the compass into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, all the strange divine power within the compass rushed into his body. Because he lost the control of the compass, it transformed into the power within Lu Li's body, becoming a short-lived force that surged left and right.

At the same time, a flood of negative emotions rushed into Lu Li's mind, numerous illusions appeared before his eyes, and whispers echoed in his ears.

Lu Li's adaptability to the bizarre did not support his absorption of so much divine power, so the negative effects were already apparent the moment the power was bestowed upon him.

Lu Li's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his aura, having lost the support of hope and faith, instead of increasing, dropped to 252 points.

Moreover, as time goes by and the eerie power of those gods dissipates, his attributes will decline further. That's how it should be.

But at this moment, an excessive amount of black mist emanated from Lu Li's body, and a strangely shaped, pitch-black demon god appeared behind him. At the same time, the phantom of the Martial Arts Furnace appeared on his body, enveloping him within it.

Lu Li's crimson blood surged and intertwined with the black mist, like smoke rising from a furnace. With a terrifying, inhuman roar, the power of the gods was forcefully sealed within his body.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Li's transformation was completed in a single breath, but the loving mother found this scene uninteresting, because she did not expect that Lu Li's words and actions before his death would make her weaker, and even cause her to lose a part of the rationality that humans are most proud of.

The loving mother grew tired of him and lost all interest in Lu Li. So she stepped forward, stretched out her gray, misty arm, and was about to end Lu Li's life.

The next instant, the blade collided with the gray mist, and an unprecedentedly violent roar erupted between heaven and earth.

The gray mist surrounding the compassionate mother dissipated backward, as if she had encountered a powerful impact. At the same time, her figure spread out in a fan shape as she retreated, as if she had almost been shattered by a single blow.

Lu Li stood still, swaying back two steps to his feet. His eyes were fixed on his mother, and he grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. His muscles were bulging, and the blood flowing down his body traced the grooves of his back muscles, like a ghostly face crying in the snow.

A large amount of black energy leaked from between Lu Li's teeth. His smile was ferocious, and his eyes were almost like those of a wild beast. "I don't need anyone's faith. I'm not killing you because they call me the King of Men. I'm just unhappy with you and want to kill you."

As he spoke, his aura surged, instantly surpassing five points in his overall attribute and reaching 257 points.

Lu Li entered a state of divine restraint once again, his posture resembling that of a demon emerging from hell.

"you……"

The loving mother seemed not to understand the principle behind Lu Li's method of increasing power.

But Lu Li didn't explain to his loving mother. He activated his "Ten Thousand Mile Divine Travel" skill, and Scarlett's "Moment of the Blade" skill was activated.
With the activation of the Chaos Awakening skill in his bloodline, as the soul source within Lu Li's body rapidly decreased and was replenished, his bloodline power was instantly stimulated to its limit. His blood and qi surged into the sky like raging flames, dyeing the night red and causing the temperature between heaven and earth to rise sharply. Standing there, Lu Li was like an eternal furnace.

In the next instant, the void beneath Lu Li's feet began to collapse, revealing cracks. Then, Lu Li appeared before his loving mother.

The lightning-fast dash at the moment of the blade's moment, the full eruption of bloodline power, combined with the unparalleled slash in the state of divine restraint.

In an instant, the stars and moon dimmed, and the gray mist exploded like a sea.

The sword intent swept across the sky, obliterating every inch of the gray mist. Strange wails echoed continuously in the void, the strange creatures that Lu Li had expelled from his mother's body were tragically annihilated by the sword intent.

Just as the compassionate mother was struggling to solidify her physical form, Lu Li's second strike arrived, almost instinctively, slashing at the core of her consciousness. In an instant, all the gray mist in the world dissipated.

Lu Li halted his charge, pointing his blade at his mother who was falling below. "Before we end, I have one last question for you."

This sudden reversal stunned everyone. Standing proudly in the sky was the Human King, who had previously been in a state of decline, while falling to the earth, his essence depleted and heading towards death, was the Compassionate Mother who had ruled the continent for nine thousand years.

"Were you really created by the King of Men?"

As Lu Li stepped down, his sword intent locked onto the last chance of his mother's life, his voice calm yet tinged with a hint of sigh.

As an anomaly, the loving mother showed no fear or unusual emotions in the face of death; she was only puzzled by Lu Li's sudden surge of power and his questions.

The gray mist on His body gradually disappeared in the demonic aura, and His life was also being peeled away, simplifying His body, which had endured for nine thousand years, until only a last gray phantom remained, consisting of a pair of arms and the chest of His main trunk, nothing else.

In his final moments, He examined Himself and seemed to see the day He was born nine thousand years ago.

When He awoke, He saw a boy of about ten years old before Him. In the chaotic firelight, He instinctively embraced the boy with this body and instinctively killed all the company's butchers.

He thought the boy was his creator, but forgot to look back at the woman who was about to reach out and embrace her child.

Immersed in the soul's intent, Lu Li seemed to have returned to nine thousand years ago, to that night, and finally let out a soft sigh.

"Now I finally understand why you're called a loving mother."

Lu Li, the demon-possessed demon, slowly descended.

"why?"

The loving mother's voice was very soft, as if she were asking for an answer.

"Because the first thing you did was not to kill, but to embrace the child in front of you."

Lu Li suddenly felt that this world was ironic, yet inexplicably reasonable.

In some fragments of his mother's memories, he saw that she had indeed helped the King of Men many times. The King of Men grew from a child into an adult and led a rebellion against the rulers of the continent, and he was not only strong on his own.

As a primordial monster, why would the Mother help the King? She believed the King was her creator, so she would grant certain requests.

But the bizarre, as a life form, is inherently cold-hearted; even when facing its creator, it may not necessarily follow the creator's will.

The loving mother does this because she herself does not know that the one who created her hates humanity, but what truly broke the singularity and created her was not that hatred... but love for her child.

All the injustices have now come to light: the Mother Mother inherited the Creator's hatred for humanity, so she wants to kill all of humanity.

However, humanity lived for six eras, and although the tribes were repeatedly invaded, they always managed to preserve the flame.

That was merely a cycle within the human king's deception over a long period of time. She did not care about the lives of humans, so she could easily trample on human lives, just to see if the human king would return.

Perhaps He Himself did not know that He was not worried that the resurgence of the King of Men would destroy Him; He was simply, instinctively... wanting to once again take that woman's place and embrace His child.

Lu Li looked down at his mother's last essence, and the imprisoned demon slowly descended. "Farewell, my beloved mother."

Farewell, old times.

(End of this chapter)