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His voice, filtered through the data cage, became somewhat distorted and filled with despair.
However, his warning came too late.
Dao Keji slowly rose from the crude throne, stretched his limbs, and let out a satisfied sigh.
He spread his arms wide, like the greatest actor about to take the stage, and proclaimed in a magnetic, frenzied tone:
Welcome to my stage!
"The real show is just beginning."
At the top of the Wind Tower, outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, lies a dazzling galaxy stretching across the entire city.
The dazzling light could not penetrate the deathly darkness within the tower.
The air seemed to solidify, carrying a suffocating coldness that weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.
Dao Keji slowly descended from the throne that symbolized absolute power. His military boots trod on the polished floor without making a sound, like a ghost.
His gaze, sharp as a knife, swept past Shotaro, who was pale with anxiety in the corner.
Finally, his gaze locked precisely on Su Chen.
There was no pretense in his eyes; they were filled with naked, undisguised appreciation, like discovering a perfect prey, and an even stronger, boiling fighting spirit.
"I knew you would come."
Dao Keji's voice was deep, yet it possessed a strange penetrating power, making it exceptionally clear in the silence.
He readily admitted everything, as if stating a trivial fact.
"That's right, we kidnapped your little partner to force you to show yourself."
He casually raised his hand and pointed at Philip, who was trapped in an ominous purple energy cage.
Arcs of electricity occasionally flashed across the energy walls of the cage, emitting a soft "buzzing" sound.
"After all, it would be a waste not to have a chance to spar with an interesting man like you in a grand performance."
"The Great Way is about self-discipline! What exactly do you want?!"
Shotaro's roar finally ripped through the oppressive atmosphere. His voice was hoarse with anger, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Upon hearing this, Dao Keji let out a low, maniacal laugh that echoed through the empty observation deck, sending chills down everyone's spine.
He suddenly opened his arms wide, as if to embrace the night view before him and the whole world.
His posture resembled that of a mad prophet about to perform a miracle for the world.
"What?"
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He declared loudly in a tone filled with destructive desire, almost like an aria.
"Of course, we'll turn this boring city into an eternal city of the dead, belonging only to us, NEVER!"
"Here, there will be no more suffering from birth, aging, sickness, and death, no more false emotional entanglements, only absolute and eternal peace!"
"And today, this is the stage for our resurrection!"
His arrogant voice, like a thunderclap, struck everyone's hearts hard.
Shotaro trembled with anger at his twisted words, his knuckles cracking slightly from gripping them tightly, and the driver at his waist was already itching to move.
However, a hand landed on his shoulder again.
Su Chen raised his hand and casually stopped him.
Even though the hand didn't use much force, Shotaro felt as if he were being crushed by an invisible mountain, and all his impulses and anger were instantly suppressed.
Throughout the entire process, Su Chen's expression remained completely unchanged.
He simply looked calmly at the extremely arrogant man in front of him, his gaze as if he were scrutinizing a clownish clown who was putting on a great show but was utterly clumsy.
"The stage...?"
Su Chen spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but like a pebble thrown into a still lake, it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Your idea is interesting, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong actors and the wrong stage."
.. .. ....
He walked forward step by step, meeting the wildly burning gaze of Da Dao Keji.
He walked very slowly, each step seemingly landing on some invisible point.
The powerful aura emanating from him was no longer a subtle pressure, but a tangible storm that caused the air in the entire observation deck to freeze.
The once arrogant and self-disciplined Daoist was actually forced to take a half-step back, subconsciously and humiliatingly, under the pressure of this aura.
This tiny movement made the madness in his eyes burn even more intensely.
"Since you enjoy 'performing' so much, how about we play a more interesting game?"
Su Chen's lips slowly curved into a cold, emotionless smile.
He proposed a bet that sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
"The two of us, right here, will risk everything and have a showdown."
His voice was calm and even, yet it contained an undeniable, domineering air of absolute authority.
"I won,"
He paused for a moment, his gaze like that of a god looking down upon all living beings, cold and indifferent.
"You, and all your NEVER troops, shall serve me from this day forward."
"And if you win..."
He paused for a moment, and a hint of amusement, like a cat playing with a mouse, finally flashed in his eyes.
"My life, along with this city you cherish, belongs to you."
This bet is insane!
This is no longer gambling; it's a high-stakes gamble with the fate of the entire world at stake!
Shotaro and Philip were stunned. Their minds went blank. They wanted to speak up and stop him, but they found that Su Chen's powerful and despairing aura made them not even have the courage to open their mouths.
However, after a brief, almost imperceptible moment of surprise, Dao Keji burst into an even more arrogant and unrestrained laugh than before.
"Hahahaha! This is hilarious! So hilarious!"
The laughter made the ceiling lights sway slightly.
In his mind, Su Chen's proposal was not a bet at all, but a foolish suicide.
This man was too confident, and he handed over his own life and the future of Fengdu to himself, albeit respectfully and casually.
He believed he possessed absolute power enough to drag the world into hell, and that he was certain of victory in this duel!
"Okay! I promise you!"
Da Dao Keji laughed wildly, his eyes filled with greed, confidence, and a desire for the victory that was about to be his.
"Let's decide who wins this battle!"
The bet is established.
In that instant, it was as if an invisible pact was quietly formed between the two strongest men.
The fate of Fengdu, and the future of everyone, will be completely decided in this showdown that will erupt at the top of the tower, a battle that will determine life and death, king and villain.
Chapter 84: T2 Memory, the Most Ferocious Transformation! A Bitter Battle, the Advantage of the Great Dao's Self-Discipline.
With the bet finalized, the atmosphere at the top of the Wind Tower instantly plummeted to freezing point.
Dead silence.
The air seemed to solidify, pressing heavily on everyone's hearts, and even the howling night wind outside the window seemed to have come to an eerie halt.
"Then, I'll show you."
On Da Dao Keji's face, a morbid smile slowly bloomed, twisted and fanatical.
"Hell, in its entirety, is what I have meticulously prepared for you!"
He suddenly waved his hand, the movement carrying a sense of ritualistic declaration.
The briefcase he had obtained in the deal with Consortium X at the dock moved in response, tracing a cold arc before hovering in front of him.
"Click."
The box opened with a click.
Twenty-six T2 next-generation Gaia memories, each shimmering with a different color, were neatly arranged like the eyes of a imprisoned demon, instantly illuminating his ferocious face with a kaleidoscope of colors.
Each memory chip represents a pure and powerful force.
Each of these forces is enough to instantly transform an ordinary person into a terrifying monster.
And now, these twenty-six kinds of terror, these twenty-six kinds of calamities that are enough to destroy a city, are about to converge on one person.
Come on, my friends!
Dao Keji let out a morbid, maniacal laugh that echoed through the sealed tower top, piercing the eardrums.
"February 27th"
He opened his arms as if to embrace the entire hell.
The twenty-six T2 memory modules seemed to be summoned by some kind of bloodline and were activated in an instant.
They transformed into deadly streaks of light, swarming out of the box and shooting towards their sole master with a sharp whistling sound.
Then, something chilling happened that sent shivers down your spine.
Those T2 memory modules, representing various abilities such as "fangs," "unicorns," and "queens," were like bloodthirsty venomous insects with independent lives, and began to frantically pierce into various parts of Da Dao Keji's body one after another!
"Pfft!"
A "fang" memory, gleaming with a scarlet light, plunged deep into his neck.
"puff!"