Huang Yi’s consciousness was hazy, unable to distinguish whether what was before him was reality or virtual, as if he had been asleep for many years and was finally awakening, his mind blank, unable to recall anything.
This place was akin to a special ward, full of instrunts and equipnt, without windows, a sealed sterile environnt.
"Beep beep beep!" Suddenly, a clear urgent alarm sounded beside him.
He turned his head to look; it seed to be so kind of dical instrunt connected to his forehead via a wire.
Besides that, various tubes were inserted into his body, connected to all sorts of instrunts.
At this mont, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a girl in a white coat rushed in, her big eyes excitedly fixed on him, and a crisp voice sounded from beneath her white mask: "You’ve finally awakened!"
"What is this place?" Huang Yi touched his heavy head, weakly asked, his voice hoarse and dry.
"This is a dical jet, currently stationed on Rose Island." The girl walked to Huang Yi’s bedside and helped him up, "I was just watching the live broadcast! After you took out sothing resembling an hourglass, the live broadcast screen froze, and only a few minutes passed before you awakened! How magical! Can that hourglass affect the real world?"
"I don’t know what’s going on, maybe at that mont, my spirit overca my body!" Huang Yi said slowly.
That mont indeed was magical; he had a mystic reaction between illusion and reality, waking inexplicably.
The girl blinked her big eyes, staring at Huang Yi, complinting: "Usually, when people awaken from a vegetative state, they can only speak and slightly move their necks, but you’ve managed to sit up directly; recovery seems good, and you’ll be fully recovered soon. Professor Wang previously said you’d require at least five years to recover; it seems he can be wrong sotis too."
"Professor Wang?" Huang Yi frowned, looking puzzled.
"Professor Wang was the chief in charge of your resurrection surgery, also my ntor, but unfortunately, my experience is too low, so I couldn’t directly participate in your surgery, only assist with post-operative care, changing clothes, cleaning your body, etc." The girl said, considerately picking up a pillow to prop behind Huang Yi.
"Ah? Changing clothes... cleaning the body..." Huang Yi blushed, thinking of so shaful scenarios.
The girl laughed, boldly saying: "That’s right! Just like you thought, I’ve seen all your body; it’s nothing to be ashad of, to us dical students, a human body is just biological tissue, no different from other animals."
Huang Yi cald himself and continued asking: "How’s the situation outside now?"
"Outside? You an any news in reality?" The girl tilted her head, thought for a mont, then glanced at Huang Yi, realized: "Oh, you’re a key figure in the Freedom Organization, surely concerned about international affairs! Congratulations, anyway! The saying ’great calamity brings fortune’ seems true as after the World Federation was exposed in assassinating you, the international community was shocked, exerting unprecedented pressure on the World Federation, coupled with military actions from you Freedom Organization and other resistance movents, leading to the World Federation nearing collapse! Now, countries have ford a Joint Committee planning to peacefully dissolve the World Federation, returning to a United Nations format. In the real world, the World Federation can’t cause upheaval anymore, as long as you maintain your montum in the virtual world, not give them any chance, your release from Rose Prison and true freedom is near."
A smile finally appeared on Huang Yi’s pale face.
They had persisted till now, finally nearing victory.
Regarding The Second World, the World Federation shouldn’t stir up trouble, having previously collaborated with Miyamoto Musashi, T.N.T, Spirit Demon, attempting to destroy Huang Yi’s powers in the virtual world using forces of the Demon Clan, but now Miyamoto Musashi and T.N.T have defected from the Demon Clan, no longer assisting the World Federation.
Even the Demon Clan itself has suffered significant damage; if this crisis in The Second World is overco, the Demon Clan will beco the weaker side, incapable of attacking The Second World, rather having to endure attacks from The Second World, unable to safeguard themselves.
...
After chatting with the girl for a while and eating so fluid food, Huang Yi logged back online.
For others, logging in now seed pointless, unable to move, unable to do anything.
Huang Yi was an exception, his main body imprisoned in The Second World, but his incarnation was outside, able to act freely.
His incarnation returned to the Mortal Realm from Heaven Realm and went straight to the Moon.
Currently, the Dream Tribe and Insect Race were still in a stalemate, but the Dream Tribe was evidently at a disadvantage, striving to stall the Insect Race, preventing them from aiding the Demon Clan.
The Dream Tribe, though the first to arrive in large-scale support, ca by dreaming here, thus having limited strength to exert.
Moreover, with battles persisting, they will eventually be awoken, returning to their Microcosm.
"We can’t hold much longer! My consciousness is beginning to blur, seeing images of the Dream Tribe’s Microcosm! I’m about to wake up!" A Dream Tribe Void God barely broke free from a bug net, shook his head, said, straining his spirit.
Imdiately after speaking, a young insect race girl suddenly flapped butterfly wings, appeared behind him, her hands emanated nurous pink butterflies, enveloping him entirely.
This Insect Race girl is precisely the strongest player in the Insect Race—Insect One. She clapped her little hands and drew a circle towards the Dream Tribe Void God surrounded by butterflies.
In an instant, those butterflies all transford into wriggling caterpillars, crawling onto the Dream Tribe Void God and boring into his orifices.
"Disgusting insects, get off !" The Dream Tribe Void God frantically tried to brush the caterpillars off his body, but there were too many, and he couldn’t get rid of them entirely.
As he spoke, hordes of insects had already burrowed into his nose, causing him to sneeze involuntarily!
The next mont, his body convulsed violently and dissipated into the void.
anwhile, in the distant Dream Tribe’s Microcosm [Dreamland], a Dream Tribe Void God who was dozing suddenly trembled, awakened with a start, and looked around in confusion.
Around him, a group of Dream Tribe Void Gods were also dozing, so snoring, so mumbling in their sleep, so shuddering as if trapped in a nightmare, while others turned over, on the verge of awakening.
At the center lay Dream Against the Heavens, sleeping peacefully, as if he could continue slumbering for a long ti.
...
"Alright! The first Dream Tribe Void God has been awakened by !" Insect One clapped her hands, showing a mischievous smile like a little girl.
"Lord ngzu, I am about to awaken!" At this mont, another Dream Tribe Void God spoke to Dream Against the Heavens. His eyelids were heavy, as if about to fall back asleep, but here sleeping ant awakening in the Dream Tribe’s Small World.
Dream Against the Heavens turned to look towards The Second World, saying, "Let’s hold on a little longer. The Incarnation of the God of Slaughter killed the King of Greed; he should co back for soon to see what he’ll decide!"
"Friends of the Dream Tribe, you have worked hard!" At that mont, Huang Yi’s familiar voice suddenly resonated in the void.
Everyone imdiately saw Huang Yi’s figure appear in the distance, holding a strange-looking Great Sword that dripped with blood.
Though the Great Sword rested quietly in Huang Yi’s hand, everyone faintly felt an overwhelming bloodlust being suppressed within it, as if billions of aggrieved souls were gathered within, ready to unleash unimaginable havoc upon the world.
"God of Slaughter, you’re finally here!" Dream Against the Heavens sighed in relief, laughing, "I didn’t expect that when you said you were off to open a new battlefield, you ant to directly slay the King of Greed! This isn’t just opening a new battlefield; it’s creating a whole new world!"
"Thank you for stalling the Insect Race here. Now you are about to awaken! Don’t rush; before you awaken, let’s kill a few bugs to invigorate ourselves." Huang Yi said, casting an overtly malicious glance at the Insect Race Void Gods, tightening his grip on the Slaughter Blade.
The Slaughter Blade, feeling his War Intent, suddenly beca ravenous, and the blood dripping from it increased rapidly, like saliva in a state of frenzy.
"I want at!" A chubby Ogre echoed Huang Yi’s call first, saying clumsily, as he charged towards an Insect Race Void God with his mouth wide open.
He was one of the three Criminals released by Huang Yi from Heroes’ Prison, bound by a Master-Servant Contract, and more loyal than the Guardians of the Hero Empire.
"Good! Before we awaken, let’s kill a few bugs for fun and turn this experience into a pleasant dream!" Dream Against the Heavens also chuckled, raising a hand to attack one of the Insect Race Void Gods.
Suddenly, the battle intensified, with beams of light flying everywhere and fierce shockwaves spreading in all directions.
Huang Yi flapped his Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings, Blinked behind an injured Spider Void God, and casually swung the Slaughter Blade, slicing across the Spider Void God’s body.
The slash felt light, as if without force, rely a casual strike.
Yet in the next mont, with a "whoosh," a massive wound appeared on the Spider Void God’s body, green blood spraying out only to be entirely absorbed by the Slaughter Blade.
The Spider Void God quivered in agony, hurriedly turning around, waving its eight legs at Huang Yi.
Huang Yi swung the blade in a chop, clashing directly with the eight spider legs.
"Swish, swish, swish!" The eight legs were cleanly severed, the cuts smooth and neat, as if slicing green onions.
Huang Yi was slightly amazed at how freakishly powerful the Slaughter Blade was in battle, effortlessly slicing through a Void God adept like cutting vegetables.
This completed Class Artefact far surpassed the Wrath of the Godslayer, still in its Divine Instrunt Embryo stage.
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