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Rather, it was his "will," as pure and unadulterated as refined steel, powerful enough to make one's heart tremble.
A belief that is almost obsessive, yet incredibly firm.
He had a clear and unambiguous goal—to find an eternal resting place for his fallen comrades.
He possessed the resolve to give everything for this, even his own "life"—despite already being a "dead man."
He also had a group of comrades who, even when severely wounded and on the verge of collapse, remained loyal to him and were willing to follow him to the death.
Any one of these three points is enough to make a person a formidable opponent.
When these three elements are perfectly combined in one person.
This person is no longer just a powerful warrior.
He is a symbol.
An embodiment of a spirit.
Su Chen's gaze was profound, as if he wanted to pierce through time and space and see through the essence of the Great Dao's self-discipline.
He came to a conclusion.
This kind of person is a true "king".
Even though what he commands is merely an "undead legion" that is not accepted by the world.
Even if what he pursues is just a vague and illusory "heaven".
His regal bearing was in no way inferior to that of any ambitious monarch.
Su Chen clearly realized this.
A person like Dao Keji cannot be easily eliminated by pure violence.
His body may be destroyed.
His memories might be stripped away.
But as long as the indomitable will he represented, and the unwavering determination to seek redemption for his companions, still exists in this world.
So even if I were here today, I would spare no expense and use the ultimate power of the "Shining Assault Locust" to completely annihilate him, turning him to ashes from a physical perspective.
It's meaningless.
Because soon, there will be a second "Great Way of Self-Discipline", and a third "Great Way of Self-Discipline".
They will inherit that will and raise the banner of resistance once again.
Because what he represents is an indomitable "idea".
But ideas cannot be killed.
Like a seed, once sown, it will take root and sprout again at the right time.
So……
Since it cannot be completely eradicated.
Since this will possesses such a powerful infectiousness and cohesive force.
A single thought, like a supernova suddenly illuminating the dark universe, instantly illuminated Su Chen's entire mind.
This idea was far more outrageous than any of his previous plans targeting the "museum".
Even bolder.
It is also more tempting.
A grand ambition, powerful enough to change the entire Fengdu and even the future world order, quietly but firmly sprouted in his heart.
Since it cannot be easily eliminated...
So rather than pushing such a figure, such a powerful force, to the opposite side, to become an irreconcilable enemy...
Rather than...
He would bring him, along with his fearsome "NEVER" undead army, under his command and make them his own!
Thinking of this, Su Chen's breathing quickened slightly for a moment.
What is a "museum"?
In Su Chen's eyes, it was nothing more than an old relic from a bygone era, rotting away in Fengdu and exuding a musty smell.
A fallen idol who is about to be toppled and shattered by his own hands.
The misfits under his command were mostly a mob driven by various base desires and lacking in mental fortitude.
They may possess all sorts of peculiar abilities, but in the face of true will and discipline, they are nothing more than a disorganized mess.
They will be scattered when the wind blows.
However, the "NEVER" Undying Mercenary Group, led by Da Dao Keji, is completely different.
They are true warriors.
Each member has experienced life-and-death trials and possesses combat experience and skills far exceeding those of ordinary people.
They possess a will of steel, or even stronger than steel, because they have already "died" once, and their fear of death has been reduced to a minimum.
more importantly.
They possess an almost religious, absolute loyalty to their leader—the Great Way of Self-Discipline.
That kind of loyalty was something Su Chen had never seen in the scheming cadres at the "museum" or those traitors who might turn against him for personal gain.
in case……
If this undead legion, which is almost impossible to completely destroy and possesses such powerful combat strength and cohesion, could be integrated into one's own power system.
To make it, after "Ames," another more covert and powerful "black fang" specifically designed for carrying out various high-intensity infiltration, sabotage, and even targeted elimination missions...
Therefore, his plan to rule Fengdu will undoubtedly be greatly accelerated.
Furthermore, the pace of challenging the corrupt order of the entire world and establishing its own new rules will become more steady and unstoppable.
The more Su Chen thought about it, the brighter the light in his deep eyes became.
It was a light that saw the infinite possibilities.
It is a burning desire to control the future.
He suddenly realized that although his position was sharply opposed to that of the Great Dao of Self-Discipline, and their goals were completely different, he was now in a different position.
However, in some deeper aspects, they share striking, even bizarre, similarities.
They are all challengers to the existing order.
They all possess superhuman strength and willpower.
They all yearn to build their own "ideal kingdom," even though the "paradise" of the Great Way of Self-Discipline is for the deceased, while their own "kingdom" is for the living, for themselves.
They all have a kind of obsessive determination to achieve their goals.
This similarity gave Su Chen a strong premonition.
He had a premonition that he would be able to find a way to "persuade" this eternal monarch.
This allowed him to willingly transform his obsession with his deceased comrades into a new motivation to serve himself.
This is not a fantasy.
Because Su Chen was confident that he could give Dao Keji and his "NEVER" legion something more practical and valuable than that ethereal "paradise".
For example, revenge.
To take revenge on the "corrupt world" that so easily abandoned them.
For example, dignity.
Let these "dead spirits" no longer be abandoned, lonely souls, but awe-inspiring warriors.
For example, a real "battlefield" that allows them to unleash their full potential.
"Does the Great Way subdue oneself...?"
Su Chen's gaze fell in the direction he had left, where the distant horizon shimmered faintly in the morning light.
The corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly, forming a smile full of admiration and determination.
This smile was different from his usual composed and strategic demeanor.
There was an added sense of satisfaction from meeting a worthy opponent.
This adds to the anticipation of turning a formidable foe into a sharp weapon.
"What a... increasingly interesting 'chess piece'."
No, using "chess piece" to describe the great principle of self-discipline doesn't seem entirely appropriate.
He is more like an untamed lion.
Su Chen, on the other hand, aspires to be the one and only king who can tame this mighty lion.
In his mind, he had already begun to conceive a brand new recruitment plan specifically for those who practiced the Dao of Self-Discipline.
A grand blueprint, more challenging and rewarding than any previous plan, is slowly unfolding.
The sky over Fengdu seemed to have become even broader and more full of unknown variables because of this battle and this newly emerging ambition.
Su Chen stands at the center of all the variables.
He felt the even more surging power within him brought about by the evolution of the "Shining Locust".
They also felt an even stronger desire to conquer, brought about by the emergence of the Great Way of Self-Discipline.
This game is getting more and more exciting.
Chapter 72: An Uninvited Guest, A Game of Desire, The Untransformed Slaughter, First Encounter with Neon
The night was thick, like ink that could not be dissolved, completely soaking into the city that never sleeps.
The neon lights of the skyscrapers outline shimmering arteries on the dark canvas, maintaining the city's false prosperity.
A forgotten dock warehouse, yet it is isolated from all the hustle and bustle.