Chapter 1230: Truth 4

“You mean, Zhi Jinqin and Yuria have been alive for more than eighty years? And because of an accident which caused Yuria to lose his memory, Zhi Jinqin used her identity as Illusionist to weave the dream of a good life consisting of loved ones, family, and friends for her brother?” Garen could not believe it.

Light Path calmly sat in her seat and drank her tea.

“It’s roughly like that. You comprehend it very accurately.”

Garen knitted his brows together.

“If it is as you say so, there are a lot of things which would actually make sense.”

There was a glint of sadness in Light Path’s eyes.

“It is as how you comprehend it.”

“Illusionist, Zhi Jinqin who loved her elder brother very much, was born from pain. She was taken by her father as a experimental subject who killed her beloved playmates her favorite pet. Every day, she could only bear an endless variety of modifications and was regarded as a monster by her mother. She was beaten, abused, and disfigured. She was the most special individual among the Four Great Cornerstones as she possesses the Immortal Body. She could not be killed nor die, but only only live on in suffering. The only warmth she has was her brother, Yuria,” Light Path quietly stated.

“Yuria was a genius and could quickly master any skill and ability he learns, almost like a veteran who has been immersed in them for many years. He was enthusiastic and advocates for justice. Upon discovering that his sister had been abused as an experimental subject, he tried to stop it many times but to no avail and was beaten viciously. Finally, he left out of anger and tried to seek an external aid to rescue his sister but he was accidentally killed by his father. This led to the huge change in Zhi Jinqin’s temperament. She seriously injured and killed her father and after controlling a large group of people, she set up White Crab.” Light Path poured out the story in one go.

“This was how White Crab came about in the beginning.”

“There was a blaze in Red Nation more than eighty years ago. It razed to the ground a huge bio-pharmaceutical base which was worth tens of thousands of investments. It happens to be exactly the same as the starting point of the incident you mentioned,” Garen had also found relevant information.

“You are right. It was that fire, which was only a destruction to cover up all the sinful research,” Light Path spoke in a deep voice.

“So what about their mother?” Garen asked.

“No idea. Maybe she died or maybe she escaped. But that’s not important anymore.” Light Path shook her head. “The most important thing now is that Zhi Jinqin has gone mad.”

“Mad?” Garen had a bad premonition. “What do you mean?!”

Light Path closed her eyes slowly and breathed deeply.

“The truth from decades ago, the tragic fate, and the end of the experiment. All of these had brought tremendous pain to Zhi Jinqin. Besides pain, everything that the outside world had brought her was despair. Being able to hold out and going crazy only now, honestly speaking, I am a little surprised.”

Garen did not say anything but continued to listen to her.

“The most powerful person in the world is actually not Slayer, but Illusionist, who controls Slayer. That is, Zhi Jinqin,” Light Path paused, and her breathing became a little rapid, seemingly recalling some bad memories.

“She modified my memory for decades. Of course, I am still considered lucky as compared to the strongest killer, Situ Ci, whose memory was also modified. Because his will was too firm, and he awakened in advance, he was killed by Zhi Jinqin halfway. At that time, I had felt that something was amiss.”

“Situ Ci? Is that the person who disguised as the father of the Yuria siblings?” Garen asked.

“Yes.” Light Path nodded. “It is him.”

“I didn’t know him at all. I originally had my own lover, my own family… But because of Zhi Jinqin, who thinks that we are very similar to their parents, so everything had changed…” She showed a tragic smile. “Everything is ruined and destroyed.”

“If everything you say is true,” Garen calmly said, “then what is the purpose of you specifically inviting me over here and telling me the truth?”

“You’re indeed the rumored Sword Master. Your words are as clear-cut and prompt as your sword,” Light Path complimented slightly in a sentence. “I just want to have a request, a small request.

“Presumably… There are already elite troops heading to White Crab Island at this moment?” She was being a little mysterious.

“What do you mean?”

Garen had just popped the question when his communication device immediately rang out wildly. It was not a call request but a large number of text messages.

He quickly took it out and scanned through the vast messages. His expression changed instantly.

“Yuri’s Kiss?!! Zhi Jinqin??” There were Nine-Tailed Fox’s text message, as well as Night Water’s, the never-met-before Sea God’s, his original subordinates, Kong Xinxue’s, and etc… They were the text messages from all those who were related.

The most prominent of these was Yuria’s. Nearly all the causes and consequences of the matter were stated in the text message.

In the end, he still regarded Garen as his teacher.

“If this is the end of the world, then maybe I will become the final protagonist.” There was a big smile in Yuria’s final text message.

“This bastard!!” Garen was enraged. Zhi Jinqin’s identity had been proven without a doubt. If the cure for Yuri’s Kiss was not discovered, and the source was not resolved in twenty hours’ time, the whole planet would turn into a dead zone.

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Although Garen did not care about the life and death of the people on the planet, at least there were friends such as Kong Xinxue, Yuria and others whom he cared for a little. Sitting idly and being indifferent was not his style.

“Only causing trouble,” Garen was speechless and stood up. “It feels like I’m watching a movie, even more so the big scene in a sci-fi movie. I’ll ask for the last time. Are you sure everything you said is true?”

He looked at Light Path solemnly. With his close-range sensing ability, he could observe all of Light Path’s physiological activity indexes. Sensing whether a person was lying was not the only thing he could do. He could even tell when someone would want to go to the toilet, or when would someone completely digest their food, or when someone would burp. All these small details was clearly grasped by him.

Garen’s gaze slightly radiated a powerful sense of pressure. Through this, he was finally confirming whether the information from Light Path was true.

“I dare to guarantee with my life and glory,” Light Path answered affirmatively.

“About Yuri’s Kiss, speak out your request,” Garen felt that time was running out. He did not want such a beautiful planet to become a dead zone. That would be too boring. And without people, there would no one to produce products for eating, drinking, and entertainment. It was also unknown whether he, as a Transmigrator, was immune to this kind of virus. He had already planned to head to White Crab Island to personally check whether the situation was true.

“My request.” Light Path paused a little. She looked up and revealed her bright forehead. “You must kill Zhi Jinqin. This is my only wish and prayer.”

Garen knitted his brows slightly together. He saw that Light Path was gently pressing her forehead onto the table. Her expression was full of sincerity and determination.

“There’s no need for you to say that. If she is really a scoundrel like what you’ve said and has created all these deceptions, I will kill her.”

He turned around and walked out.

When he was about to reach the door, Light Path’s voice came again.

“Zhi Jinqin has completely gone crazy.”

Creak. Garen turned the doorknob and walked out slowly. His figure disappeared into the night on the outside world like a wind.

His mind was still playing back the previous text message from Sea God.

“Zhi Jinqin wants to destroy all human beings and annihilate all life except for hers and her brother Yuria’s. I am asking you in the name of the Lighthouse Alliance in the hope of getting your help.”

“She wants to become the first Eve and create a new world. She thinks that everything is out of control, so she has decided to simply turn the table. This time it all depends on you! The strongest Sword Master Garen, you are now saving the world on behalf of all mankind. By the way, I have been infected along with Kong Xinxue and Li Hua. If you don’t succeed, then…” Night Water’s purposely relaxed tone was filled with an irrepressible panic.

“Also, before we can get rid of the infection, we cannot leave this world. Lighthouse has issued a directive for the prevention of the epidemic, completely cordoning off this area we’re in. Only after the epidemic is resolved then can we leave.”

“Giving me another reason,” Garen murmured. He never thought that he would lose. Be it Slayer or Zhi Jinqin, they were just a small stepping stone he had encountered by chance in this world.

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A huge tornado-shaped silvery-white mountain stood on a vast blue sea.

The sea crashed against this several kilometers-tall giant tornado-mountain from the side. On the vast blue sea under the night sky, the moonlight shone onto the sea surface, reflecting a large armada of ships and warships on the surrounding sea waters.

The combat helicopters and drones that took off from the distant aircraft carrier were as dense as a swarm of bees as they circled around the tornado-mountain, shooting down bright and clear white light beams.

There were Red Nation’s fleet, Slann’s fleet, and the furthest Black Federation’s fleet of aircraft carriers.

Yuria half-squatted on the bow of a white warship. Unlike the bustling marines on the deck far behind him, he was holding a cigarette in his mouth and the red cigarette smoke was slightly shining in the darkness. The sea breeze was blowing the collar of his windbreaker upwards.

With the inexplicable advancement of his strength, his previous memories were also restored.

“Qin…” Looking at the several kilometer-tall giant tornado-mountain in the distance, his memory returned to the time that was decades ago.

Who was always looking out of the window at the distant world? The blurred shadow of that figure, from young until now, slowly emerged from the depths of his memory.

“I once said I would give you a surprise and a miracle,” Yuria whispered. “Forgive me for not accomplishing it.”

The more than eighty years of memoryies was chaotic, but he did not blame Qin. If there was anyone in the world who really understood her, perhaps there was only him who was left.

Pain, despair, darkness, and endless gloom.

Being unable to see, hear or smell, and only being able to feel the world by depending on other people’s body; to others, immortality was a wealth, but it was only an abyss to her.

Yuria stood up, and a silvery-white light flashed in his hand in a trice. It was a short, sharp silver dagger.

“Brother, are you here too?” A familiar voice suddenly broke into his ear as if it had directly sounded in his mind.

“Qin?!” Yuria was stunned. “Is it you? Qin!?”

The night gradually brightened, and on the horizon behind the tornado-mountain, a dazzling touch of gold gradually lit up.

The sun slowly descended from the horizon, and a head emerged, slowly releasing an infinite vast light and heat.