Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'-Chapter 1354 - 283: Void Thread: Path to the [White Wolf] Ending (8)_3

The Moonlight Sword slowly dissipates as Lord Leoz continues to walk forward.

He finally understands what the Twilight Duke is doing.

This is a battle.

An incredibly abstract process, yet that's the terrifying thing about the Twilight Duke. Though she merely swings each move, the effect she displays is completely unpredictable and incalculable.

It is neither illusion nor reality.

All of this is merely the Twilight Duke's battle tactics.

Just as she said, by the time one reaches the level close to the Pathway Main God, violence is no longer the most powerful weapon. On the contrary, merely possessing the most primitive and direct method of violence has become his weakness.

How familiar this all looks.

Lord Leoz continues to walk alone.

—Five thousand years ago, a woman named Gaia did the same.

Lord Leoz walks alone, heading towards the faces of more people who once followed and loved him.

—She said: 'In terms of destructive power, you and I are already equally matched. Yet in the universe, the most trivial is the power of destruction.'

Lord Leoz continues moving forward, wielding the Black Hole Sword, slaughtering everyone who approaches.

—She was wrong.

"Perhaps violence is trivial to the majestic cosmos, but it is the sole proof of my existence here."

Kill.

Lord Leoz swings the Warblade without any emotion, severing Lanan's head.

"If not for violence, how is order maintained—those who defy me, die."

Lord Leoz raises his hand, unleashing a stardust storm from his palm, tearing Gio Zie to pieces.

"If not for violence, how is justice extended—those who deceive me, die."

Lord Leoz snaps his fingers, causing the star system swirling around him to instantly erupt, annihilating Severston, Yawen, Alicxia, Dialan, Merid, N4, and all others willing to sacrifice for him.

"If not for violence, how is the world changed—those who obstruct me, die."

Lord Leoz, with the Shining Sword in one hand, radiating brilliance, vaporizes all who invade, while with the Black Hole Sword in the other, spirals of devouring consume anything daring to look at him, regardless of malice.

Without a trace of hesitation, without a shadow of confusion, he engages in the most primal slaughter purely out of instinct and his heart.

One after another, the Twilight Duke appears before him. Regardless of being in youth or old age, even as a newborn child, Lord Leoz crushes and burns them.

Clang!

After countless lives have been taken, the descending Blade is finally intercepted.

Lord Leoz looks up.

The face beneath the Sword's blade gradually clears, transforming into Li Aozi's likeness.

"Have you gone mad, Leoz?"

Li Aozi shouts:

"If you continue like this, you will get everyone killed. Wake up! She is using you, the Void is corrupting you. She's employing your methods to kill us all."

"Even you want to stop me? My very self."

"You are now completely deranged, reduced to nothing but a machine of slaughter; even that Cannon Fodder Deity 10752 possesses more humanity than you do now, wake up!"

Li Aozi, anxious and worried, continues to plead and shout.

Lord Leoz calmly watches the other.

Facing himself, he finally feels a bit of hesitation.

A person may not love anything, can abandon all principles and boundaries, but the one thing that cannot be abandoned is oneself.

"So, what will you decide?"

The Twilight Duke raises her hand, climbing onto Lord Leoz's shoulder, resting her chin atop his shoulder, whispering next to his ear:

"Will you kill even yourself, utterly erasing your awareness, reverting to that miscellaneous combat cannon fodder of old."

"Or have you decided to take a step back, reconcile with yourself, put down the evil murder weapon in your hand, and awaken with sudden realization?"

The Twilight Duke suddenly reappears between them, gently grasping the tips of both swords, saying casually:

"Your vision is too narrow, Lord Leoz, so narrow it only accommodates everything related to yourself—which is why you are not my match. The Void is grand, so strong the Primordial Abyss cannot intervene, precisely because we can infinitely accommodate everything."

"I have no intention of corrupting you; I am merely imparting a basic truth: everything you and I have done, everything we have contacted, altered, created, and destroyed in this life, ultimately amounts to nothing meaningful."

"A hundred billion years ago, you fought with Gaia. In these hundred billion years, what have you gained? The title of a Hero who fights till death without retreat? A banished Soul Spirit? Or being labeled as a Starry Abyss traitor, an autocratic warlord?"

"You only know how to battle, kill, and destroy, but you have never understood life and the universe. To you, the power of the stars and the flintlock gun are the same. And precisely because, to you, these things are essentially the same, and due to your excessive pursuit of practicality and efficiency, your life is extraordinarily shallow."

"No joy, no delight, no anger, no hatred—there is only purpose and the means to achieve it."

"When you strive to prove yourself free from the concerns of the Void, you have already become the most void among men. You also know your existence is meaningless, your actions have been forgotten by the cosmic world, and all that you changed will eventually return. No matter how many revolutions and wars you initiate, within this double-helix contradiction system, all history will inevitably replay itself in another form."

"Everything changes, yet nothing changes."

The Twilight Duke steps back, her fading voice echoing like an empty valley:

"Leoz, what is your meaning?"