The current situation is that either Ma Ran or Su Qiangwei will leave with the magic child, while the other is responsible for covering the retreat.
To escape from the grasp of the terrifying mastermind behind the Eternal Civilization, both Su Qiangwei's [Sand Between the Fingers] and Ma Ran's simulated Sword Soul Fluctuation are incredibly important, indispensable.
With her mind sowhat clouded, Su Qiangwei, in a mont of daze, realized that, according to Ma Ran's instructions, logically speaking, the person covering the retreat could only be Ma Ran.
Otherwise, the enemy would only need to cover the area with Class A Radiation to turn the Interstellar Jump Pod into scrap tal.
Crack!
The sound of the ground cracking echoed in her ears.
The Interstellar Jump Pod, due to gravity, was slowly embedding into the ground.
In a mont of stupor, Su Qiangwei felt a large hand composed of Inner Qi gently grasping her, resisting the terrifying gravity, and inch by inch moving her toward the Interstellar Jump Pod.
No need to think.
This must be Ma Ran's handiwork.
The "Prophet" always makes flawless plans.
Since it's Ma Ran's plan, then...
He surely has a backup plan, right?
This guy, Su Qiangwei understands him too well.
At such a critical mont, what she should do is not to forcibly stay and clamor to fight side by side with Ma Ran, but to honestly enter the Interstellar Jump Pod.
As to why this is necessary...
It's actually very simple.
Just one word.
Weak!
This is how Su Qiangwei evaluates herself.
Because she is too weak, when facing such a situation, she has no other choice but to be forced to accept the arrangent.
That's why she sadly realizes that the choice before her has only one option: "A, listen to Ma Ran."
Only by becoming strong enough, will she qualify to say "no" at such tis, then smack down that seemingly invincible mysterious enemy and confidently return to Earth with all her comrades.
One day, this fantasy will beco reality!
Su Qiangwei firmly believes this.
In the blink of an eye, the [Sand Between the Fingers] ability activates!
A pure white full coverage protective clothing also appears on Su Qiangwei.
At the mont of entering the Interstellar Jump Pod, she seems to see Ma Ran say three words.
"See you later."
As her consciousness begins to blur, Su Qiangwei grins, fully activating her [Energy Transmission] superpower.
Spiritual Power, Energy, Inner Qi...
Everything, all of it, transcended spatial constraints, directly pouring into Ma Ran's body.
"Take this small amount of power... accept it!"
Ma Ran hears Su Qiangwei's voice, feeling the additional warm current inside him, and takes a deep breath.
He fiercely swings the Tang Blade in his hand.
Buzz!
A blue-purple sword mark completely shatters the Class A Radiation Domain Field created by the enemy!
At this mont, Ma Ran manipulates Inner Qi, remotely presses the "navigation confirmation" button on the Interstellar Jump Pod.
Swish!
The Interstellar Jump Pod vanishes without a trace in an instant.
After finishing all of this, Ma Ran seems to finally exhale a breath of relief.
Standing in the air, like a young man with white hair and gray skin condensed in the river of ti, his expression is indifferent, remaining silent while continuing to manipulate gravity.
The body of the Extrely Effective Monarch in his hand is already overwheld, its form twisted, emitting a cracking bone sound that makes one's scalp tingle.
As if foreseeing its own death, the powerlessly resisting Extrely Effective Monarch seems to see through many things at the last mont of life.
Before its life is completely extinguished, the head of the Extrely Effective Monarch barely turns towards Ma Ran's position.
Its eyes, due to the terrifying gravity suppression, have burst open like two water balloons.
The hollow eyes of the Extrely Effective Monarch lock onto Ma Ran's figure, leaving behind its final words: "Ma Ran, whether you believe it or not..."
"I... never intended to kill you from the beginning."
"I see you as the archenemy of destiny, a lifelong rival."
"It's a pity... a pity... I sincerely wish you could achieve ultimate... vic... tory..."
Ma Ran calmly responds: "I believe."
Why wouldn't he believe?
In his past life, Ma Ran doesn't know how many neurotics like the Extrely Effective Monarch, who fancied themselves overly sentintal, he had encountered.
All kinds of "Hundred Generations of Celestial Pride," "Rulers of the Primordial Era," "Ten Thousand Years of Saints and Sages," "Supre Emperors," "God-Demon Unity"...
If he took every person who considers themselves his archenemy seriously, how would Ma Ran have ti for real business?
Upon hearing these two words, a complex expression appears on the Extrely Effective Monarch's face, as if crying and laughing simultaneously.
Ultimately, he is completely killed by the black hand of the Eternal, turning into fly ash, dissipating in smoke, with both body and soul destroyed.
The mostly silent mastermind behind the Eternal Civilization focuses his gaze on Ma Ran, speaking: "Because of a special existence, I once explicitly forbade them from choosing Earth as a Soul Cultivation Field."
"Recently, I accumulated enough and, to evolve, entered a dormant state voluntarily."
"That's why these oversights occurred."
"Ultimately, I was too confident and had too much faith in the rationality of this generation of Longevity People."
"Things have co to this point..."
"I can only ask you to die."
"Magic child, Prophet, causing 70% of the population of the Eternal Civilization to co to your funerals can be considered the last respect to you both."
From Ma Ran's perspective, it's clear to him that the other person truly sees themselves as a "god."
This generation isn't right?
Then just obliterate it!
Leave so seeds, and within decades, a new Longevity tribe can erge.
It sounds very much like the story of God in the Bible causing a great flood to destroy the world, only letting a few people board Noah's Ark.
The mastermind behind the Eternal Civilization doesn't care what Ma Ran thinks, he just casually snaps his fingers.
Buzz!
The intensity of the gravity domain field enveloping the main base of the Eternal Civilization once again soars!
Even with the thirteenth rank of Inner Qi, the [Sword Master], and [Arrogant Physique] buffing him, Ma Ran still feels the pressure.
His breathing also becos rapid.
"Hmm?"
A look of surprise appears on the face of the young man with white hair and gray skin: "The magic child can persist because essentially, he is a Divine Soldier."
"You..."
"Exceeded my expectations."
"Therefore..."
"Before you die, you have the privilege to know my na."
Pausing here, he leisurely says, "Four."
"That's my na."
Ma Ran tilts his head, his eyes shimring with purple light, mist swirling around him.
He gently cracks his knuckles, focusing his gaze on the man who called himself Four: "That na, quite interesting."
The [Sword Master] dal has a feature, which Ma Ran has never used since obtaining it—sword pierces the sky, tearing space, traversing the cosmos, and randomly teleporting to a planet!
In other words, if he wanted to escape, Ma Ran could leave at any ti.
But he didn't do that.
He just extended his right fist toward the direction of the magic child, his five fingers slowly spreading.
The magic child, barely able to condense a human-shaped shadow, grinned, showing a mouthful of stark white teeth, and turned into a stream of light, punching into Ma Ran's palm.
Bang!
A black-red fla soared into the sky!
As the flas dissipated, the magic child's figure vanished without a trace.
A simply yet elegantly designed large spear was grasped tightly in Ma Ran's hand.
On the spear...
The red tassel fluttering!
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