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Chapter 1716 Final Chapter, Shore Crossing Chapter [60] "Bloom."

Chapter 1716 Final Chapter: The Shore-Walking Chapter [60]: "Bloom!"

Deep within the Blackwater Dream.

In the chaotic and deep shadows, overflowing with an indescribable liquid, two figures huddled together, communicating with a silent signal.

"You mean, the master wants to force them to stay?" Lu Shen said.

“Yes, even if all thirteen levels of the Source Point game are over, the master will secretly circumvent the rules of the Source Point and find a way to open an additional level for the remaining thirteen winners—the [World Chessboard]—so that they will fight each other until only Su Ming'an remains.” Another figure said, “This is to completely sever Su Ming'an’s left and right arms, leaving him to go alone to the end… Our master is truly cruel.”

"At that time, Su Ming'an will bear a lot of infamy, and many people will condemn him for moving forward..." Lu Shen said.

“If he doesn’t move forward, he’ll be met with endless repetition and emptiness,” the figure said.

“I just didn’t expect that he would still be an isolated island in the end,” Lu Shen said.

“He’s no longer an isolated island,” the figure said.

"Ok?"

"You're talking to me about this today because you want to help him, aren't you? Besides, it's not like no one understands him. Have you forgotten the Alliance's stance? Full support for the number one player," the figure said.

“Hehe… I can’t say ‘help,’ after all, if we want to survive, Su Ming’an has to win. Let’s cooperate.”

"doing what?"

“According to the rules of the Source Point, after the thirteen-level game, the winner has passed the test and does not need to play any more games. We only need to expose our master’s ‘adding games’ behavior to the Source Point, and this extra game of mutual destruction will not happen,” said Lu Shen.

"This is an act of betrayal. If it's discovered, we'll both die."

"We're going to die anyway, so let's fight it out together."

"Okay, I'll contact that guy. He's been waiting in the shadows for a long time."

“I’ll contact Lu Licalpos. He’s the second strongest among the remaining participants. With him around, we should be able to break this deadlock.”

……

Rovasa, beyond the abyss.

"Holy crap...that's spectacular."

In the center of the pitch-black abyss, Wang Xingkong stood on tiptoe, straining to look out.

This was the first time Wang Xingkong had witnessed the scene of Rovasa's great unity.

Millions of races rush to the aid of the abyss!

Countless rays of light flew toward him, crimson, golden, deep blue, emerald green... like falling rainbow meteors, trailing dazzling tails, descending with various colors of light!

"—Three thousand rune blacksmiths and seven hundred hill sorcerers from the western kingdom of Rota have come to our aid, bringing with them the power of the Earth's Core Forge!"

"—The Northern Orc Royal Court, with twelve thousand shamans and ancestral spirit mediums, carrying the Beast King's sword, has come to our aid!"

"—Descendants of the Southern Islands, elemental lords, and storm giants... have come to offer their assistance on the orders of the Sea Emperor!"

The dwarven torrent, their heavy boots treading on the ruins, carrying giant energy conduits on their shoulders, arrived with a thunderous thud.

A distant and desolate war song pierced through the clouds as orc shamans, chanting the songs of their ancestors, came forth, staffs in hand.

The azure of the ocean, the silvery white of the storm, the dark red of the lava... all these elements of light rise from the distant sea level, transforming into rainbow bridges spanning the continents, their goal pointing straight to the abyss.

This is the scene of millions of races rushing to the aid of the Abyss under Rovasa's command, while the rest, such as Su Lin, the Dragon Emperor and other high-combat-power reinforcements, are responsible for supporting the collapsing sky and fighting to the death with the angels, demigods and fanatical believers under the command of the Radiant Mother Goddess.

Within minutes of the order being issued, the sky and land within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, centered on the purplish-black abyss, transformed into a spectacular battlefield of civilization!

Not everyone comes out of passion and a spirit of saving the world; most are after fame and profit. However, judging by actions rather than intentions, the players are a group of terrifying madmen who would risk their lives for rewards!

On the vast land of Rovasa, countless squads and individual players who were on missions immediately turned around and converged on the abyss after receiving Lin Yin's global broadcast, as long as they judged that they were capable and the route was feasible.

A squad known as "Silverwing," led by player "Anchi" and renowned for its mobility and rapid support, sped across the plains on mounts resembling giant beetles, kicking up dust.

A team led by the dwarf player "Bejira," consisting mainly of dwarf musketeers and mountain warriors, was clearing a monster's lair. Upon receiving the communication, they immediately jumped onto the team's spare mechanical chocobos and thundered down the hillside.

Even neutral or friendly tribes of non-human races were alerted. A group of rainbow centaurs patrolling the nearby skies understood the players' intentions and, being kind by nature, rushed towards the direction where the players were gathering.

"That savior has helped us countless times. Now that he is in trouble, we cannot back down!"

Originally, Lin Yin thought that as a "past" world line where the faith was ruled by the Radiant Mother Goddess, few races would be willing to participate in the resistance. Unexpectedly, at her command, countless red dots swarmed onto the blueprint!

"I never expected so many races to be willing to respond..." Lin Yin murmured.

Ward's hoarse voice came through the communicator: "The reasons behind this are very complicated. Some people came to practice the 'path,' some came to reap the benefits, and many others were originally followers of the Demon Mother Goddess, willing to risk their lives for Her awakening. Most importantly... we have many players who have held high positions in various races over the past ten days. As long as a player gives an order, their subordinate races must charge."

Rovassa's food chain is cruel and ruthless, yet highly efficient and effective in this context. Once a player climbs to the top of the food chain, a single command can summon numerous races to aid them in battle. Lin Yin's order, coupled with the opening of a large-scale world battlefield mission, garnered a fervent response from players, and countless races flocked to the scene.

"In addition, there are some people acting on the orders of the emperors." The voice of the Sky Alliance Ellie came through, "Dragon Emperor Ian holds up the sky, there is also the will left by Elf King Huanjiala, as well as Lu Shen's secret instigation, Si Que's pre-death arrangements, Xi Ting, the Lord of the Undead in the Land of the Dead... Once this moment comes, the whole world will move."

"No matter what, it's good that you're here!" Lin Yin said. She never expected that words like kindness and justice could make millions of people fight and sacrifice for them. Whatever the reason, come and fight! The races that survived four eras and still existed in the War of the Gods were like tenacious weeds, growing and thriving.

Tasks were quickly assigned.

Ellie is in charge of coordinating all natural energy suppliers to combat the corruption of demonic energy.

Xi Hongzhi is responsible for coordinating all high-output energy providers, such as human mages, liches, and wandering spirits.

Qiuqiu, a Lich player, with her profound understanding of negative energy, is responsible for coordinating the Siren Singer and the Necromancer, specifically handling conflicts in energy infusion, and using the Siren Song for overall harmony.

Krish and Balo were responsible for leading their respective squads. The support classes in their squads, such as bards, paladins, priests, and totem shamans, were separately selected and directly coordinated by Lin Yin to prepare to apply various enhancement, resistance, and mana regeneration status spells to Wang Xingkong.

Under the leadership of their respective raid leaders, the players displayed remarkable adaptability and discipline. They arrived from all directions, using various methods, at the edge of the abyss, outside the safe zone separated by the "membrane." Outside lay scorched earth and a gradually gathering torrent of people; inside, boiling purplish-black demonic energy, and Wang Xingkong, standing alone in the center, constantly trying to summon flowers.

"The relay equipment is in place and controlled by Xirui. Connect all energy supplies! Ready!" Lin Yin's report rang out in the command channel.

In front of several energy arrays, a mechanical device resembling a multifaceted crystal cluster was erected, and Shire calmly operated the control panel.

"Wang Xingkong! Prepare to receive the energy infusion! Concentrate your mind on your 'Infinite Bouquet,' imagine it is no longer just a few flowers, but a domain, a garden supported by your will!" Lin Yin's voice directly reached Wang Xingkong's ears.

Wang Xingkong stood in the boiling darkness, watching the orderly and grand support scene rapidly taking shape outside, seeing faces of different races and professions, efficiently gathering and cooperating for a seemingly insignificant goal.

He felt his heart pounding, overwhelmed with excitement and awe at being entrusted with such a heavy responsibility.

—At this moment, I stand on the world stage!

No longer a student who died suddenly and wasted his life... I... even if it's not really me... I'm standing here now!

He nodded emphatically, closed his eyes, and concentrated all his thoughts in his palms.

—Little Brother Chen, you'll be fine inside. Brother Wang is out here supporting you!

"Begin the infusion!" Lin Yin commanded.

"Buzz—!!!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of spellcasters, including elves, druids, human mages, liches, and wandering spirits, gathered and poured into Wang Xingkong's body through magic circles, crystals, the song of sirens, rainbow centaurs, and a massive torrent of energy guided by the "Siri Relay"!

"Ugh!" Wang Xingkong's body trembled violently as he felt a heavy force surge into his limbs and bones. He was almost bursting at the seams instantly, while a hundred support players stood a hundred meters away from him, waving their staffs to help him process and absorb the force. He dared not be distracted and immediately guided the power into his skills.

"Endless bouquets... bloom!"

He suddenly swung both hands outwards!

"Splash—!"

No longer just a few scattered flowers.

Centered around Wang Xingkong, a magnificent and vibrant floral realm unfolds! Pure white lilacs, pale purple hyacinths, golden freesias, pink roses... countless real flowers bloom in full glory!

They were no longer fleeting illusions; the flowers connected with each other, the vines intertwined, and they quickly formed a "garden" with a diameter of over ten meters. Within the garden, the demonic energy was repelled, and the air became fresh. The surging black water and demonic energy clashed, but they could not invade this pure land.

Wang Xingkong stood in the center of the garden, his face flushed, panting heavily, his body wracked with pain, his flesh swollen, but his eyes shone with an astonishing light. He had succeeded! With the support of countless people, he had done it!

"Success! Very stable!" Lin Yin's voice rang out on the command channel and the public channel.

Outside the abyss, all the players and alien races who had participated in the support breathed a sigh of relief as they looked at the vibrant little garden that had appeared and at the boy waving vigorously from among the flowers.

A trembling voice came through the communicator: "Sister Lin Yin! Boss Su Lin! I held on!"

"Very good!" Lin Yin encouraged. She hadn't expected Wang Xingkong's mind to work so quickly, that he would immediately think of using "energy transfer" and "assisting players in the field" to make Wang Xingkong's "Infinite Bouquet" skill a true domain skill, allowing Wang Xingkong to stand firm in the abyss and not be afraid of demonic energy.

As long as these mages outside the abyss don't fall, Wang Xingkong's skills can continue indefinitely!

"Shh-!"

Suddenly, Lin Yin covered her ears and looked up.

In the sky, the sky that was originally covered by the pale golden dome constructed by Ian Longyan and Su Lin, now has a huge, molten gold-like pupil that is slowly turning towards the abyss! Deep within the pupil, the seated infant seems to "look" over, its gaze piercing through the clouds and locking onto this place.

"...By the command of the Mother Goddess, we will eradicate evil and bring glory to peace." As if responding to the gaze of the gods, the sky cracked open with more fissures, and figures radiating pure light and clad in magnificent armor cascaded down like waterfalls.

—They are the [Dawn Angels], the most elite servants and warriors of the Radiant Mother Goddess, their individual combat strength far surpassing that of ordinary believers. They are determined to destroy the rift connecting the "Source" and the "Demon Mother Goddess," cutting off Su Ming'an and the others' path home!

"Roar--!!!"

Almost simultaneously, another earth-shattering dragon roar resounded! Ian, the giant dragon whose head was burning with golden holy fire in the sky, raised his head high!

Several high-ranking angels with wings like the dawn spread out behind them surrounded him. Ian roared, and his massive dragon body burst into blazing flames. He did not hesitate to burn his precious primordial dragon blood again, pushing the dragon flame to its limit, turning it into a sea of ​​fire that stretched across the sky!

"boom--!!!"

Flames and holy light clashed violently, evaporating clouds and melting the earth, with explosions resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

Several archangels with six wings on their backs, wielding flaming holy swords, and several cardinals dressed in priestly robes circled around, casting spells in unison. A burst of pure white light erupted, forming a massive holy light array!

Meanwhile, another group of fanatical believers swarmed to the ground, like moths drawn to a flame, rushing towards Wang Xingkong at the edge of the abyss! Their eyes burned with fanaticism and a destructive will, determined to cleanse everything that was impure.

"For the Mother Goddess! Purify heresy!"

"Close the gates of blasphemy!"

"Eliminate the wicked and bring glory to peace!"

"Don't destroy our happy world!"

The fanatics rushed forward, their faces filled with martyr-like fervor. Wang Xingkong turned pale with fright.

"On my command—" Lin Yin stood on high ground and immediately gave orders, "Melee classes, form the first line of defense! All ranged classes, focus fire on the Zealot group at the forefront!"

Lin Yin's voice resounded across the front lines through the battlefield command system, and the other regimental commanders immediately issued their respective instructions based on the main command.

Almost the instant the words were spoken, the player defenses on the outer edge of the abyss moved.

The shield warriors, paladins, and orc heavy warriors in the front row stepped forward, their heavy shields slamming into the scorched earth. Behind the shield wall, mages, archers, musketeers, and even liches unleashed bone spears and necromancy, transforming into a colorful torrent of death that poured down upon the charging fanatics!

"For Mother Goddess!!" The fanatics ignored the casualties and charged forward one after another. Their bodies were exceptionally resilient under the blessing of holy light. Even if they were scorched by flames, frozen by frost, or pierced by arrows, as long as they had a breath left, they would struggle to crawl forward.

"They've been completely brainwashed! Don't hold back!" a human paladin player roared, his warhammer, crackling with holy light, smashing the head of a fanatic. The battle in the sky was even more brutal, with countless white feathers falling in disarray, like a blizzard of fading faith.

Lu Shu's figure transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky. The black scythe in his hand emitted a sharp screech.

"Dragon Emperor, leave the left side to me," Lu Shu said coldly.

He had originally intended to enter the Origin Point with Su Ming'an, but Su Ming'an had explicitly stated that top-ranked players should avoid entering, so Lu Shu stayed outside. He never expected that Lu would sneak in. If he had known this would happen, he should have…

No, that won't do. The battlefield outside also needs high combat power. I must defend this place.

“Okay! Be careful!” Ian replied.