Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 49 - 30 Illusion and Reality

49: Chapter 30: Illusion and Reality

49 -30: Illusion and Reality

“——!”

The young man’s body was sent flying high into the air.

Gongsun Ce had made a recklessly rash decision.

According to the battle plan set before the fight began, he intended to provoke the enemy into losing their cool with taunts and then, while maintaining as much distance as possible, use the ammunition in his gauntlets to wear down the enemy’s stamina.

Indeed, though he hadn’t touched the parts in the factory, he now had ammunition…

but now, all preparations were in vain.

The Superpower User, whose mind was scorched by rage, lost his calm.

Battle plans, prior preparations—throw that all away.

Right now, he wanted to do only one thing: to smash his fist into the enemy’s face!

“Cough ah!”

Naturally, Xu Junyi wouldn’t stand still and take the hit.

As he twisted the man’s nose with his punch, he also paid the price for his impetuous attack.

Gongsun Ce’s abdomen took a direct hit from the enemy’s knee; the excessive force damaged his internal organs, causing the young man to involuntarily spit out a mouthful of blood.

“Foolish…!”

Red blood sprayed onto the man’s head; Xu Junyi stepped to the side, trying to dodge this dirty blinding tactic…

But Xu Junyi failed to evade the filthy blood before him and instead drew closer to it, for he was now restrained.

Gongsun Ce’s gauntlets were gripping his right fist tightly; as the young man fell backward, Xu Junyi’s body was yanked forward along with him!

“Ah—!

You damn thing, let go!!”

Under this unexpected turn of events, the middle-aged man’s face was splattered with a layer of filthy blood.

Blood flowed from the corner of his eye, obscuring half of his vision.

Leaning on his gauntlets for support, the gray-haired young man, despite his serious injuries, still hadn’t fallen directly.

He gasped for air, a mess, and said, “Take your words back.

I won’t let you insult those who fought the Evil Dragon…

I won’t let you insult the heroes who protected everyone’s lives!”

“You are the truly ignorant one, truly oblivious to everything!”

His fist smashed into the abdomen.

“If gods are not stopped, nobody would have to truly die!”

His fist struck the heart.

“It’s because of your ignorant kind that a new world was impeded, and my family had to die—ah!!”

After his fist hammered into the face, Xu Junyi’s wrist was furiously bitten by the enraged youth.

Biting.

A move that would never appear in a formal fight, not only because it is unseemly but also due to the fact that the risk hardly matches the reward.

Unless one can bite into critical areas like the throat, human teeth can only inflict minor pain…

even street fighters rarely bite to injure others!

Yet, the youth did just that, his teeth sinking into the wrist, causing his adversary to howl in pain.

Xu Junyi shook off his right fist, his left forearm exerting force, pulling his opponent into midair. frёewebηovel.cѳm

“Get lost—!”

Unexpectedly, Gongsun Ce clenched his eyes shut and, going with the momentum, headbutted!

His forehead collided with Xu Junyi’s nose.

Glasses shattered in the violent impact, the broken pieces stabbing into both men’s faces like knives!

The middle-aged man roared furiously, “Street-fighting tricks!”

“Street fighters are more honorable than you, a former Empire official…” Gongsun Ce lifted his head and rammed again, “they understand what loyalty and shame mean!!”

In the second collision, his glasses completely turned to fragments.

The middle-aged man’s nose bled profusely; his own face must’ve also been a dirty mess.

Another punch hit his chest, making the young man spit out blood and teeth once again.

“Huff…

Huff…” The youth panted in pain, “Your family is already dead…

even if you could summon the Evil Dragon again, your family won’t come back…!”

“Shut up.”

His vision blurred.

He could hear the man’s voice, recognize the opponent’s body, but couldn’t see his facial expression clearly.

It was a rash action, a reckless attack.

Even his elder brother would scold him for this if he were here, Miss Alice or Miss Qin would also reprimand this meaningless fighting style.

But, as long as one is human, there will always be something that cannot be compromised.

What was the fight for, what had he been striving for up to now?

Wasn’t it to prevent tragedy from happening again, the reason he stood here!

Therefore, he persisted, saying, “The giant dragon is not a god!

A life lost ten seconds ago can still be saved; a life lost ten hours ago can still hope for a miracle; but a life that passed away ten years ago has no possibility of coming back!”

Even if uttering these words felt like stabbing a knife into his chest, he yelled at the man in defiance of everything.

“Not even a Creator Realm Mage could do it, not even the world’s number one!!”

Xu Junyi, screaming, raised his hand like a blade and chopped down on his right arm.

“Fuck!

I said shut up!!”

The forearm bent grotesquely from the middle, the human body twisted comically like putty; you didn’t need to think to know the bone was broken, another hit like that and the arm would likely be completely torn off.

At this point, pain became an element that could be ignored.

Humans, when focused on something, will subconsciously ignore other influences.

Like chess players absorbed in a game ignoring mosquitoes dancing over the board, like scholars engrossed in a book ignoring the noise around them, to him, now consumed by a towering rage, even pain became something that could be suppressed by emotion.

How long could this state last?

Would he fall after half a minute from the onslaught of pain, or crumble from exhaustion in a second?

He couldn’t think about these things.

Gongsun Ce told himself, one who contemplates defeat before winning the battle, would surely fail in combat.

He had made his decision, initiated the battle, now wasn’t the time for regret and reflection…

what needed to be considered, was how to win.

“Let go of me!!!”

The hand-chop came slashing down again, and if this strike were to land, his forearm would surely break into two pieces.

Unbelievably, his palm still retained sensation, and Gongsun Ce released his gauntlet, aiming at the blurred figure in his eyes, “Tear gas grenade.”

The tear gas grenade built into the gauntlet was fired, and the young man used the recoil from its launch to dodge the hand-chop.

But even with half of his field of vision impaired, the man wasn’t struck by the sudden tear gas grenade; the silver-white ammunition hadn’t even exploded before it was blasted to one side by the punch, only leaving behind a trace of irritating white smoke.

“Why can’t you understand…

Why must you ignorant fools obstinately stand in my way!”

Xu Junyi’s towering figure emerged from the white smoke.

The youth, deprived of his glasses, couldn’t make out his facial expression, but he could sense his opponent’s madness from the beast-like roar of his words.

“The Colored glaze Dragon I will summon has power to bring everything!

He is a true selfless and kind savior, he will recreate all!

I will be able to see my departed family again, and you will be able to find again the people and things you’ve lost.

In the world of Kong Hua, everyone can find happiness!”

What was he talking about?

That dragon phenomena could bring happiness was something even he, who lived in the City of the Skies, had never heard.

That must be the knowledge he obtained from the giant dragon.

That was the man’s understanding of the giant dragon, the spiritual pillar that supported him to step forward, all the way to today.

In the brief moment of the showdown, the two men couldn’t lie—what he spoke was doubtlessly the truth.

—It was the undoubted truth that the man believed in.

However, just, just.

The silver-haired youth standing against him was also a survivor of the dragon phenomena.

He too had memories of the dragon’s truth.

Gongsun Ce’s own eyewitness account was the absolute truth.

“I don’t know what you obtained from the Disaster of the Skies,” the youth pushed himself off the ground with the gauntlet, unsteadily standing up,

“But I have to tell you, three years ago in the Country, the most lives were taken by the very Colored glaze Disaster you pray for!”

The man’s movements came to a halt.

“What…”

The young man excruciatingly dug into his own memories.

He crossed the gray mist of dreams, the ash mist that formed after human flesh had dissolved, and arrived at the finale of the Country’s collapse.

Emerging from the gradually dissipating ash mist, the golden behemoth with three heads and ten wings.

The crystalline structures that extended in all directions from beneath it, clear and lustrous like colored glaze.

And then, those who were encased in crystal, merging with the ground, stone, and wood, transforming into sculptures that were both terrifying and beautiful…

The wilted lives.

“They’re all dead!

Either turned into mindless statues, or shattered together with the buildings and crystals, everyone assimilated by the Colored glaze Disaster died!” He recounted the scene he’d witnessed with his own eyes, and an emotion different from the physical damage emerged from within, a mental anguish, “The moment humans were eroded by the Colored glaze Disaster, they forever lost their lives!

We couldn’t save anyone…

We couldn’t bring back a single person!!!”

Xu Junyi stood there, stunned.

“Impossible…

You deceitful brat, you’re tricking me…”

Like stepping into the void at the edge of a precipice, he now felt the sensation of weightlessness, as if his spirit were plummeting into a bottomless abyss, falling endlessly, seeing no end in sight.

What was this sensation?

During these ten years, he had always been guided by the God in his heart and never felt such a thing; what was it exactly?

Could it be fear?

Impossible!

The Colored glaze Dragon was truly a loving and magnificent deity, the reality he had seen ten years ago.

Its power would grant humans the Eternal Life without pain and sorrow; in its world, everyone could have all they wished for.

Why would he, Xu Junyi, have any reason to fear, why would he believe the lies of this boy—

“Have you forgotten, Xu Junyi?

The Desolate Form is your world; I can’t tell lies here!”

That’s right, he remembered.

This wasn’t the real world; this was his Desolate Form manifested, an arena of fair combat, where…

No lies were permitted.

“Impossible.

Impossible…

It’s you who are delusional, you are just damn dreaming!”

It had to be so.

There was no other explanation.

His goal, which he had striven for until now, the God that inspired him to come this far, couldn’t possibly be false…!

“No way!!!”

Not even a technique, not even a skill, just a desperate man swinging his fists, wanting to shatter the slumbering mirage conjured by his opponent in broad daylight.

The Superpower User raised his right fist toward him, the crimson red gauntlet aimed straight at his body.

“Sand bullet.”

In the next moment, inside the combat arena where firearms and ammunition did not exist, the middle-aged man’s abdomen was pierced by a jet-black bullet.