Chapter 702 - 431: The Sky Falls_2

Desecrating Silence Sword, Dawn’s Sixth Great Passage Artifact.

If the Spear of Judgment is the ultimate weapon of the constructs, designed specifically to exterminate humans,

then the Desecrating Silence Sword is humanity’s ultimate weapon, created for one purpose alone: to kill constructs.

This weapon was born 156 years ago during the Doomsday War, crafted by human scientists of the old era who combined construct research with cutting-edge technology of the time to create the Desecrating Silence Sword that changed the destiny of the human race.

The energy on the Desecrating Silence Sword creates a special reaction with the body of constructs, instantly dismantling them at an atomic level.

Forget about ordinary Worker Bees; even the noble Queen Bee can be slain in one strike by the Desecrating Silence Sword.

years ago, human warriors used the Desecrating Silence Sword to defeat the construct brain, which was almost an unbeatable foe for mankind.

But what people didn’t know was that the construct brain wasn’t completely destroyed at the time. The initial World Government preserved and sealed it for research purposes, and it was later taken over by rising corporate giants.

What humans sought from the brain was just one thing: immortality.

The pursuit of eternal life has been engraved in humanity’s bones since ancient times, especially for those in high positions and with great power; the higher they climb, the less they wish to die.

Such was the case for ancient kings and princes, and so it is for today’s human elites.

The final research result, as presented by Sky City, showed that one could transfer their consciousness into the brain through data transmission, taking control of this immortal body.

Now, the dream of immortality for human elites has finally been realized. Although their bodies are a bit "crowded," they can still flip the table without restraint, choose to destroy the world after a lost war, and rely on this immortal body to restart civilization, becoming the gods of the new world.

However, those who can destroy their dream now stand before them.

The meteor formed by the brain speeds towards the battlefield, a vast and overwhelming white blaze erupts explosively, already occupying the entire sky, with nothing but dazzling whiteness to be seen.

The power of the falling star is immense; even before it hits the ground, terrifying anomalies burst forth, and the spreading, raging shockwave causes Sky City to shake like never before.

The violent wind pressure feels like an invisible giant hand crushing everything on the ground, snapping trees in the forest, forcing them to bend, compressing lake water into crevices between rocks, and reducing manor buildings to rubble and ashes, some even turning to dust.

Su Mo stood firm amidst the oncoming gale, clutching the Desecrating Silence Sword that extended from the palm of his hand, a cold, piercing chill emanating from it.

At this moment, all his power surged and roared inside him, making his heart race and blood boil. The Desecrating Silence Sword seemed to feel this guiding force, with black energy swirling intensely around the blade, forming distorted black light.

The air seemed to solidify, and time halted at that instant.

In Su Mo’s eyes burned the resolve for battle, the black energy formed black light that surged to its peak around the blade, and then a slash was delivered.

"Boom——" The black light surged like a tide, carrying endless destructive power, sweeping toward the falling star in the sky.

This black light was energy specialized for killing constructs, causing no harm to other objects, but the force of its swing still caused the ground to tremble violently, with rock walls cracking and emitting a low buzzing sound, as if the earth was groaning.

As black energy gathered, it formed a huge arc of light, as if tearing through the entire space, overwhelmingly meeting the white blaze brought by the falling star.

...

New Moon City.

People immersed in despair witnessed all sorts of anomalies caused by the battle in Sky City.

A meteor rising against the tide erupted in a flash, defying the gravity of the planet, soaring toward the heights.

No one knew what this meteor was, but as it rose higher, broke through the clouds, and rushed to the horizon, an unprecedented sense of dread emerged, seemingly ready to overturn the world in the next second.

When the meteor reached its peak and stopped, it drew almost everyone’s attention, and everyone saw the dazzling, brilliant blaze.

In the next moment, the meteor began to fall back towards Sky City, erupting in a blazing light that almost turned the night into day, even overshadowing the endless white stars formed by the Spear of Judgment.

Even though the battlefield was in the outskirts, the sweltering heat could still be felt even from such a distance.

In the Lakefront Business District, the security forces led personally by Sikinkov were originally guiding the crowd into underground shelters.

Since Sky City had declared the arrival of doomsday to the whole world, the order within the Public Security Bureau had undoubtedly collapsed. Some sheriffs had left their posts to return home and reunite with their families, while others joined large adult parties in various squares, indulging completely.

On this eve of doomsday, only a select few sheriffs remained on duty, but each possessed a superhuman will, refusing to succumb to despair.

Under Sikinkov’s leadership, these sheriffs worked tirelessly day and night to persuade as many as possible into the underground shelters.

Even though Sky City stated in its report that the strike from the Spear of Judgment could penetrate any construction, including underground shelters, they still refused to give up, determined to try one last time, even if it was futile.

To succumb to despair requires merely a single act of abandonment.

To strive requires fearlessly facing death with courage.

No matter how futile the effort, it is better than surrendering to despair.

When the falling star approached, Sikinkov naturally noticed it too, murmuring in a trembling voice, "My God... what is that..."

As the white blaze erupted, the refugees’ line held with great effort by the sheriffs became chaotic immediately, as everyone screamed and fled, racing for the underground shelters.

"Don’t panic! Don’t push! Orderly into the shelter! Don’t panic!"

Sikinkov still tried to maintain order, but in the face of such large-scale chaos, personal strength was obviously too small, as his voice could hardly travel a few meters.

Just as the meteor was about to crash into Sky City, an anomaly occurred again on the distant battlefield in the sky.

Mysterious black energy rose like a massive wave, directly confronting the blazing meteor.

In an instant, as explosive light flashed, Sikinkov was temporarily blinded, the deafening roar came along with the screams of the crowd.

Immediately after, he felt a sensation of weightlessness, almost making him float.

He tried to steady himself, but in the chaos, he was accidentally knocked down by someone, hitting his head on the steps and instantly falling into darkness.

Darkness.

Void.

"Director... Director..."

After an unknown period, groggy and dazed, Sikinkov heard someone’s voice calling him, his body being shaken.

He struggled to open his eyes, his consciousness gradually clearing up, and his blurred vision refocused, seeing Ivan’s concerned face.

Ivan quickly helped Sikinkov up, "Director, are you okay?"

Sikinkov reached for the painful area on his head, feeling the rough texture of bandages, indicating someone had helped wrap it, proving that some time had passed.

Looking around, a lot of people had been knocked over by the previous torrent, but fortunately, being far from the battlefield, the shockwave had lost its potency upon arrival, and aside from a few people who hit their heads like he did, there were basically no injuries.

"Director, look over there." At this moment, Ivan’s voice called.

Sikinkov instinctively looked over, his expression frozen upon witnessing a truly astounding scene.

In the distant sky, the previously clashing white blaze and black energy had vanished, leaving only a colossal mushroom cloud in the firmament.

The massive Sky City was now tilted, with its edge beginning to crumble, chunks of burning floating islands breaking off, crashing towards the ground like a meteor firestorm.

The energy reactors that powered Sky City seemed to have lost control; the thousands of propulsion engines at the base flickered, their power loss causing the entire city to slowly descend toward the ground.

Sky City...

The home of the human elite...

The highest existence in this world...

Is falling!