And at this moment, at the Summit of the World.
“The ground fissures are too severe. The spread of the cracks is completely unstoppable. We can’t make any adjustments. The machines are already out of control. The magnetic field emerging from underground is interfering with us.”
“Most of the mobile cities are restricted. The massive weight of the mobile cities has already crushed the soil layers beneath them beyond repair.”
“City Lord, the power source is damaged.”
“City Lord…”
“City Lord… we… have failed.”
When these words were spoken, Zhong Yana’s gaze finally dimmed. Her towering figure now seemed like a defeated beast, slumped over the command platform. They, too, were in the midst of a violent earthquake, the icefields shattering in all directions under the impact. Even the Summit of the World would not survive this plan.
Even knowing this would be the outcome, wasn’t everyone still making a desperate gamble?
For this plan, they had abandoned the mobile cities and chosen to go underground. They would perish even before the people in the mobile cities, because they had willfully created a plan that should never have existed.
Zhong Yana said nothing. Even as reports of the situation continued to come in from all directions, one by one, people began to fall silent. Faced with the undeniable reality, there was nothing they could do. The situation had already spiraled beyond any hope of reversal.
They had failed—utterly and completely failed—without even the chance to salvage anything.
Zhong Yana suddenly rose to her feet and walked toward the outside.
Even though the ground was shaking violently, her footsteps were steady and firm.
The madness on Zhong Yana’s face had been struck down; she was calm, or rather, she had known from the very beginning that failure was highly likely.
Nothing could succeed on the first try. Zhong Yana understood this truth deeply.
At this moment, she walked very normally toward a completely pure white and silent space, where her most important guest was confined, He Fang.
From the start, Zhong Yana had locked He Fang here. One reason was to prevent him from having any contact with the people of the main city, but the other was to keep her last trump card.
Mirage.
This city, appearing out of nowhere, held unimaginable powers.
She knew failure was easy.
She was gambling. A bet on the future.
But she had failed.
And He Fang was the final hope to rescue this failure.
He was a man unsuited for the position of City Lord. Innocent and pure-hearted, yet he held the most powerful city in this world.
Maybe he would be willing to take on this burden.
No, he definitely would.
Zhong Yana found He Fang’s location and looked up to see him lying there, completely abandoned and hopeless, in a place devoid of anything. The ground shook violently. He Fang’s body was naturally light, so he was tossed up and down by the trembling earth, appearing utterly carefree.
He Fang felt as if his brain was being thoroughly shaken by the earthquake; only heaven knew how battered and bruised he was all over, truly unbearable.
Finally, he saw the door of his prison being opened. Raising his eyes, he caught sight of Zhong Yana’s tall and sturdy figure right before him. She appeared as if she had already given up on something, bending down to look at him.
He wanted to sit up, but not to mention sitting, even lying down steadily was impossible. His entire body felt as if his bones had been rattled loose.
Zhong Yana sat down on the ground, probably finding it difficult to maintain balance amid the shaking atmosphere.
“I have failed,” Zhong Yana said.
He Fang’s heart tightened. Although he knew this was how things would turn out, hearing it for real felt different.
“Can it still be stopped?” His voice trembled intensely because of the earthquake, but he still struggled to say something.
“I am powerless,” Zhong Yana replied.
“Do you regret it?” Seeing Zhong Yana’s current state, He Fang suddenly asked.
But Zhong Yana shook her head. She didn’t regret it, not one bit. Even if she had brought about such danger because of herself, she did not regret her actions.
He Fang suddenly realized: “You don’t think I’m going to clean up your mess, do you?”
Zhong Yana narrowed her eyes slightly but didn’t refute.
He Fang sighed.
“The Summit of the World…” Zhong Yana pursed her lips but finally bent her pride, lowering her head toward He Fang, who was tossed about on the ground, and said, “It will unconditionally become a vassal of Mirage.”
He Fang looked at Zhong Yana; he could understand her, so seeing her lower her head at this moment stirred complicated feelings in him.
Just then, suddenly, a very familiar voice echoed through the entire space. He Fang immediately opened his eyes wide. He knew whose voice it was.
Wasn’t it Zhu Yan’s?
“Attention, all mobile cities, this is Mirage.” Hearing this announcement, He Fang instantly realized Zhu Yan was using the locator to broadcast globally. “This earthquake originated from the Nightmare Beast Forest stripping plan at the Summit of the World. Unfortunately, the Summit of the World has failed.”
Zhong Yana, still with her head bowed, had her eyes flicker slightly. Her eyelashes trembled.
“Mirage City Lord He Fang has given you all one last chance to survive. Please cherish it,” Zhu Yan said calmly, without any trace of fear despite the Earth fracturing beneath them. “Everyone, please pray to the Divine Lord. The Divine Lord will bless you all.”
As Zhu Yan’s words ended, at that very moment, holographic statues of the Divine Lord appeared above all the mobile cities.
Though fixed in one place, everyone could see the direction of the Divine Lord’s statue. Even through countless walls, the enormous Divine Lord was visible with perfect clarity.
Zhong Yana raised her head, her eyes wide with shock as she saw that the giant Divine Lord statue had even appeared at the Summit of the World.
“Pray, everyone. Pray for the disaster to pass, for the world to endure,” Zhu Yan’s cold voice seemed to carry a tempting promise, offering those in despair one last hope.
“Pray?” Those already in the vast earth fissures looked up at the huge white statue with a feeling of absurdity swelling inside.
They knew. Mirage’s people said there were gods in this world, but how could there really be gods? If there were, wouldn’t all their years of struggle and despair have been a cruel joke?
But the earthquake continued, growing increasingly severe. The violent shaking had already left many unable to stand; countless people had been seriously injured by falling debris, and some unlucky ones had died on the spot due to awkward postures. Now, everyone clearly understood one thing: they would die in this massive earthquake.
No one on the mobile cities could control their movement anymore. The land they relied on for survival was breaking apart. No matter how they tried to drive it, the cities only sank deeper into the earth. It wasn’t just cracking, there was also quicksand. The mobile cities were gradually sinking uncontrollably into the sand and soil. Soon, they would be buried alive.
The parts of the mobile cities near the sea edge had already been submerged in many places. If it weren’t for the airtight city structures, many people would have drowned by now. But what difference did it make? The mobile cities couldn’t move; eventually, they would be swallowed by the boundless sea and slowly die.
“Please, Divine Lord, grant us one more chance to live.” Amid the earthquake, in absolute despair, someone finally voiced the last flicker of hope after hopelessness. That instinct engraved in their bones, the final small hope for this miserable world.
“Divine Lord, please let us live. My child is still so young; he hasn’t had a chance to understand anything yet. At least give him one more chance to see this world. Divine Lord, please, we beg you. Give us a chance.” A mother clutched her child, struggling to steady herself beneath a narrow bed. They had been trapped there by falling debris and could not escape.
“City Lord He Fang, we will honor the peace treaty and fulfill our duties. Please give us a chance to live peacefully again in this world.” For the first time, the upper classes of the mobile cities prayed so devoutly.
From the global broadcast, Zhu Yan’s voice returned: “The world’s Creator, He Fang, commands the world’s deity, the Divine Lord, to bless all humanity and bring rebirth to the world.”
At that moment, everyone suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The ground’s trembling…
It really seemed to be easing.
The mighty Rainbow Squad Xiao Cheng wildly dashed through underground tunnels, relentlessly searching for the devices Summit of the World had placed beneath the surface, destroying them one by one.
Some even saw, far off at the horizon, massive bolts of lightning fiercely striking the ground.
Flying in the sky, Rainbow Squad’s Xiao Lu spread its wings; countless feathers pierced the earth at an immeasurable speed to destroy the instruments that kept causing the tremors.
The six mechas of the Rainbow Squad displayed their raw, unhidden strength everywhere.
Suddenly, a city lord noticed the roof of their mobile city being torn open. A slender woman stood at the very top, looking at the stunned crowd: “Hello everyone, I am the Creator—uh, the Main City, um… no, I am one of the Mirage personnel sent by the Divine Lord to help stabilize the situation and carry out rescues. How may we assist you?”
Everyone prayed desperately. Those trapped under debris, those barely clinging to life, those holding onto a final hope in despair. Suddenly, before their eyes, a cluster of brilliant light appeared, and powerful, extraordinary beings abruptly emerged, rescuing all.
In that instant, as they witnessed the divine rescue sent by the omnipotent god, a name long ingrained in their minds came rushing back—Mirage Envoys, messengers of the Savior.
The Mirage Envoys, pouring out in force, could effortlessly destroy all things, but they would never harm life. They were powerful, magnificent, beyond ordinary reach—like stars scattered across the night sky, illuminating the entire world of despair.
At this moment, He Fang stared at his system panel. The Divine Lord Faith Points were draining wildly. Though He Fang didn’t know what was happening outside, the terrifying rate of consumption alone was enough to show that the situation was extremely critical.
But the Faith Points weren’t just being consumed. They were also increasing. It’s just that the consumption speed was much faster.
He Fang hadn’t dared to use his Faith Points all this time. He never expected that saving them up would actually come in handy. This thing was truly meant as a last resort.
However, as He Fang watched, he noticed the consumption rate was slowing down. Finally, after reaching a certain critical point, the Faith Points began to increase rapidly. He Fang even seemed to feel faith pouring in wildly from all directions, filling the Divine Lord’s body.
Was it because seeing hope amid despair caused such a rapid surge? Because ordinary people actually saw the god manifest?
Putting himself in their shoes, if he suddenly saw a god descend to save him in his darkest moment, He Fang would immediately become a believer on the spot. Whatever the god said would be the law.
Seeing this, He Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the shaking of the earthquake gradually lessened. He looked up and suddenly remembered that Zhong Yana was still here with him.
Zhong Yana’s eyes were full of shock as she stared toward the Divine Lord’s direction, seemingly unable to believe the Divine Lord was real, that gods could exist.
Good news kept coming through Zhong Yana’s communication headset: the Earth was returning to stability, and countless mobile cities reported the “divine descent”. Finally, Zhong Yana’s gaze shifted back to He Fang.
This proud and arrogant woman’s eyes were now filled with astonishment. Her tall figure no longer appeared as imposing as usual. He Fang heard Zhong Yana’s hoarse voice, thick with disbelief: “You are… the real… god?”
“I’m not a god. The Divine Lord is the god. Haven’t you been researching the Main City all along? Why are you so shocked now?” He Fang recalled that the Divine Lord had already been promoted from the start. There was no reason for Zhong Yana not to believe.
“Not… a projection, or some kind of technology?” Zhong Yana muttered blankly.
He Fang instantly understood Zhong Yana’s train of thought: it was probably because she thought he used some kind of technological trick to create a fictitious god and then made everyone believe in it, right?
To be honest, if it were He Fang himself, he wouldn’t believe it either. Without seeing it with his own eyes, he’d think it impossible. But now that he had crossed over, carried a system, could see character attribute panels, and even received map quests—and he had a full set of mechas in his Rainbow Squad that he had spent money on—what’s the big deal about having a god? It’s not strange at all.
“It’s not that, it’s a god, a real god.” He Fang took the Divine Lord’s pendant from his collar and waved it in front of Zhong Yana. “You can try praying, too. Gods are omnipotent.”
Are gods really omnipotent? He Fang wasn’t very sure, but the power of the landmark was indeed terrifying. That was real.
He Fang tilted his head to look at the pure white, sacred Divine Lord statue. It was the landmark he had placed back then. Unfortunately, he hadn’t unlocked other landmarks; if he had unlocked them all, maybe he could have seen even more spectacular scenes.
And if possible, he really liked that goddess statue, but now it was too late to change it.
However, while He Fang was staring blankly at the Divine Lord statue, he suddenly heard a strange cracking sound.
Not only did He Fang hear it, but Zhong Yana did too. She lifted her head high, eyes wide, staring intently at the giant Divine Lord statue. Both their eyes saw cracks gradually appearing on the statue.
On the white statue, the cracks were increasing bit by bit. He Fang’s head buzzed: This is bad. Could it be that it was pushed too hard? Was his landmark about to shatter? Would that mean the god was gone?
“No… no, please.” He Fang anxiously tried to input a command to the landmark, wanting to use Faith Points to maintain it.
But before he could start inputting, a huge cracking noise erupted beside his ear. The sound was earth-shattering, blasting into He Fang’s mind with two words. “It’s over.”
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