The people escorted by Li Su to Prison No. 18 suddenly understood many things: "There was a gunshot during the eting, soone wanted to kill the Family Head, but the Heartless Bronze Bell didn’t ring, so it was all an act at the ti, wasn’t it?"
Li Su: "Yes."
"So, the Family Head forcibly conscripted city residents to send them to the southwest to join with the Qing Clan?"
Li Su: "Yes."
"Why leave the Tyrant here? It could have been sent to the other side."
Li Su: "City No. 18 is the ideal forward base for the West Continent; it has a mature transport network, a developed airport and labor force, it’s also the grain storehouse for the entire Central Plains, and it’s the best gateway to the southwest. Blowing this place up ans that within a six hundred-kiloter radius nothing will pass, giving the Qing Clan two months to prepare against the enemy, and my master also has two months to prepare his affairs. There’s only one Tyrant, and placing it here has more value than sending it to the opposition."
"But many people will die, and there are still many residents in City No. 18!"
Li Su said calmly, "This is war, and we just made the optimal choice among many options."
"Then why arrange for so many civilian and military airships to besiege the Black Water Ship when one missile would suffice?"
Li Su: "The Family Head said, because of the existence of the Drama Master, we must hold out for one hour."
So, the task of the civilian airships was to escort the military airships, and the task of the military airships was rely to delay for this one hour.
The Drama Master’s God’s perspective must view fate fragnts on a per-person basis; an A-Class can see twenty minutes after the battle begins, even Demigods can only see one hour after battle comncent.
The Matryoshka Principle of the Drama Master is to see the fate of a target: previously in the Taboo Forest, an A-Class Drama Master locked onto the fate of the Third Division, providing support.
Another B Drama Master locked onto the fate of the first A Drama Master, allowing them to see two successive fragnts.
Now, with the Tyrant’s impact radius reaching 600 kiloters, there were no live humans in this range to perform the Matryoshka. This is what Qing Chen ntioned, there are only two ways to kill a Drama Master: either with a wide enough killing range or with fast enough action.
If they intended to directly detonate the Tyrant, the opponent would not even co.
Li Yunshou knew the efforts of those civilian and military airships would not yield results, and the general in those military airships also knew there would be no outco, yet they still did it.
Just for this very mont.
Abandon the small to preserve the large
In crisis, sacrifices must be made
Preserve oneself when the enemy is strong
Seek harmony from a position of isolation
Li Xiurui’s Go skills were no match for Qing Xun’s, but the Qing Clan’s understanding, the Li Family always shared.
The young man who once cursed at Li Yunshou rembered that, even knowing the outco, Li Yunshou did not argue against the reproaches.
At this ti, a Door of Shadow opened, and Qing Ji stepped out, saying to all of them: "Set a countdown for 3 minutes, everyone evacuate."
The young man said: "Wait, what about the people in the manor halfway up the mountain? Shouldn’t we pick them up?"
Qing Ji looked at him and said, "It’s too late."
The young man asked, "But since you already knew all this in advance, why not prepare to evacuate ahead of ti, doesn’t your Parents’ eting hold the keys to the magical doors?"
"Because the manor halfway up the mountain has a puppet, we needed him to confirm the information with the informants from Black Water City, only then would the Black Water City Fleet be willing to co," Qing Ji replied without expression: "What’s wrong, regret it?"
The young man bowed his head and thought for a mont: "True, what I can think of, so can the Family Head. The Li Family has never feared paying such a price, I do not regret it, I am just very sad."
"What are you sad about?"
"I’m sad because the one who survived is ."
Qing Ji turned back into the Door of Shadow: "Then live well for the sake of others."
On the control panel of Prison No. 18, a countdown began, 180 seconds.
Everyone in the prison gradually evacuated through the Door of Shadow, this was the Qing Clan’s final effort.
On the Black Water Ship, Li Yunshou looked at the won of the Li Family and said apologetically: "I’m sorry, I’ve dragged you into this."
"It’s okay. In the face of big rights and wrongs, the Li Family did not make a wrong choice."
The Duke of Blackwater had realized sothing was amiss, and he roared an order to have his soldiers quickly raise the altitude of the Black Water Ship and depart for the distance, but it was already too late.
Li Yunshou stood alone, waiting for his destiny.
On the ground, an intense light erupted from the direction of Prison No. 18, as if a star had suddenly erged from the void and then burst forth.
A massive shockwave rippled outward from the center of Prison No. 18 at a speed of several kiloters per second.
Enveloping the Black Water Ship in its brilliance.
...
...
months earlier.
The cabin on Ginkgo Mountain was silent, even the mute servants had been sent away early.
A Door of Shadow opened, and Shadow Qing Zhun walked out, saying to Li Xiurui and Li Yunshou behind him, "This is the place."
Li Xiurui curiously surveyed the surroundings, looking down at the brilliant lights of City No. 5 from the mountainside: "I’ve always heard of this place, but this is the first ti I’ve visited."
The Li Clan and Qing Clan were two colossal entities in the Eastern Continent Federation, but leaders rarely t face to face.
Neither held political positions; representatives from their clans were seen in public instead.
As such, Qing Xun had never been to the manor halfway up the mountain in City No. 18, nor had Li Xiurui visited Ginkgo Manor in City No. 5.
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