Legendary Person: I brought my skills back to reality!

Luck, an elusive and intangible force.

It is neither an attack, nor a defense, nor magic, yet it seems to influence everything in the unseen realm.

Could this necklace have survived this devastating force truly be due to its +5 Luck? And is this "Luck" something more than just increasing attack power?

Does it... also represent some higher level of possibility, capable of combating misfortune and even turning the tide?

Could it be that luck, or even just sheer luck, was the key factor in her survival from the void turbulence?

In the Marvel universe, there's a superhero named Domino whose superpower is luck. No matter how powerful the opponent, they're all helpless against this black girl, Domino!

There's even a joke that if only she and Thanos were left in the entire universe, Thanos would snap his fingers and disappear...

If I were to...

A crazy idea, like a vine growing in a desperate situation, suddenly wrapped around Xu Hao's heart.

He seemed to have grasped at a last straw, and a terrifying glint suddenly flashed in his dying eyes. Luck... perhaps, this was his only chance of survival!

The excruciating pain nearly tore Xu Hao's consciousness apart; every nerve screamed, and the cracking sound of his bones seemed to explode right next to his ears.

The tangible fury of the Oboro transformed into an invisible millstone, slowly grinding him toward nothingness.

However, in this desperate situation on the verge of annihilation, the faint light emanating from the only remaining memory necklace ignited the last spark of madness in his heart.

He struggled, not with his body, which had long been suppressed and unable to move, but with every last ounce of his remaining mental strength, gathering his fading consciousness. A skill deeply hidden within his ability system, like a dormant volcano, was awakened by this desperate will.

The Eye of the Oracle!

This skill itself has no offensive power; it's more like a support ability that allows you to see the essence of things, revealing the target's weaknesses and information.

However, under certain extremely rare conditions, when the user's will, timing, or even some inexplicable "luck" reaches its peak, there is a very low probability that it will trigger a derivative skill—Oracle Strike!

Ignore defense! Ignore level! Ignore status! One-hit kill!

This is practically a game-changing technique tailor-made for the current situation!

As long as it can be triggered, no matter how much power Oboro has left, no matter how strong its mental barrier is, it will be completely destroyed by this attack!

Xu Hao's consciousness raced, trying to mobilize all his mental energy to activate the "Eye of the Oracle" and pinning all his hopes on the elusive "Oracle Strike".

This mobilization of mental energy caused an even more intense stinging pain in his already collapsing brain, and his vision blurred.

But... his heart sank suddenly.

No way! The probability is too low!

I used to wear this +5 Luck Memory Necklace and tried countless times, but the number of times "Oracle Strike" was triggered was very few. It was all based on luck and I couldn't reproduce it reliably at all!

A +5 Luck rating doesn't seem to guarantee that miracle will happen.

I'm not a domino, after all!

Are we going to gamble again?

Like when we used the dungeon escape scroll, we're gambling on that one in a billion chance?

Xu Hao's heart convulsed in excruciating pain.

The gamble just now was a gamble on a sliver of hope, a gamble on escaping certain death; to put it bluntly, losing the gamble would only mean losing one's life! Anyway, the nuclear bombs have already detonated!

Gambling today is a gamble against all odds, a gamble on turning the tide from an absolute disadvantage! It is also a gamble on the fate of all humankind!

There's absolutely no doubt about it! That guy, Oboro, has the ability to wipe out the entire human civilization!

The cost of failure is too high!

This is too risky! Luck +5... not enough! Far from enough! The trigger probability is despair-inducingly low!

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, and despair was about to engulf him again, a forgotten fragment of memory, like a shooting star streaking across the darkness, suddenly illuminated his chaotic consciousness!

Wait! A piece of equipment that increases luck... I think... I don't only have this one!!

……

Off the coast of Miami, the Operations Center (CIC) of the aircraft carrier Henan.

A faint smell of rust and disinfectant lingered in the air, traces of the chaos caused by the previous mental shock.

Although most staff have returned to their posts, the low hum and occasional keyboard clicks convey a sense of suppressed tension.

Shi Shaowei stood in front of the control console, his face showing undisguised fatigue, his eyes bloodshot, but his gaze remained sharp. He was facing the tactical screen floating in front of him, which displayed the Director-General's iconic iron mask.

"Director-General, that's the situation," Shi Shaowei's voice was a little hoarse. He adjusted his posture, trying to make his tone sound steady.

“Xu Hao… He is currently alone with that Fama civilization individual who calls himself ‘Oboro.’ Based on his previous arrangements and his hints to Lin Ya, his decision to have us evacuate first is definitely not an attempt to compromise.”

On the screen, the director's iron mask coldly reflected the light of the command center, revealing no expression, but Shi Shaowei could sense the anxiety behind the mask.

"That is to say,"

The director's voice was clearly grave. "He intends to face that thing alone?"

"Yes, Director-General," Shi Shaowei answered without hesitation, his tone resolute.

"I think Xu Hao's talk about 'cooperation' was just a way for him to keep the other party calm and buy us time."

I know him. He is not the kind of person who would succumb to threats, much less betray us and become a 'traitor'!

He must have his plan, but... we don't know the specifics right now." Shi Shaowei clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white from the force.

The director was silent for a moment, his gaze seemingly piercing through the screen and landing on Shi Shaowei. Then, he nodded slightly and uttered a low, nasal sound: "Yes, I trust your judgment, and I also trust Comrade Xu Hao."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps interrupted their call.

A young soldier responsible for monitoring the energy dynamics of the target area rushed over, his face flushed with excitement and tension. He even forgot to salute. Pointing to the constantly fluctuating curve on his tactical tablet, his voice was urgent with disbelief: "Report! Deputy Squadron Leader Shi! Director General! Anomaly has appeared on the target over Miami!"

The energy readings dropped sharply, then fluctuated wildly! Optical observations show... its morphology seems... it appears to have suffered some damage!

Shi Shaowei whirled around, snatched the tablet from the soldier, and demanded sharply, "What's the situation? Switch the live feed to the main screen!"

Almost simultaneously, the previously relatively stable image of the giant eye on the main display screen in the center of CIC began to flicker violently.

Around those dark red, tyrannical eyes, the energy field became visibly chaotic, as if stirred by an invisible force. Several subtle but not negligible energy dissipations even appeared, as if some internal structure was being damaged.

The color of the giant eye was also changing unpredictably, no longer the stable and terrifying dark red it had been before, but rather... unstable, or even weak?

On the screen, Shi Shaowei and the Director-General, watching remotely via video, held their breath, their eyes fixed on the terrifying giant eye undergoing violent changes. Could it be... Xu Hao's counterattack has begun?