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Chapter 1681: Chapter 31: My Name Is White God…

Magic Energy Research Institute, First Institute, in the underground secret research lab.

At this moment, as soon as the rapid alarm sounded, the defensive mechanism had already been activated, and the only entrance and exit were closed. Moreover, heavy metal gates directly fell down from the surrounding walls, completely sealing off the entire lab into a chamber.

The researchers swiftly gathered together, guarded directly by four heavily armed automatons.

As for the other automatons, they were scanning various parts of the lab.

Captain Justin’s transformation had many kinds of deception—he could even directly lower his body’s thermal energy and thus more effectively avoid more detection methods.

Step by step, he approached the central position of the lab.

The longsword suspended within the blue cage gave Captain Justin a peculiar feeling… he instinctively felt the sword contained a terrifying power—the only thought Captain Justin had at this moment was to obtain it.

He quietly walked past the wandering automatons, trying hard not to make any slight sound—finally, Captain Justin arrived in front of the blue cage.

How should he open this blue cage?

This should be a powerful shield made of energy… where is the opening mechanism? Captain Justin suddenly found himself in a dilemma.

[Target Found]

Suddenly, a chill ran down Captain Justin’s spine, as he saw the armed automatons in the lab, all locking their weapons on… locking on his invisible self!

How did they lock onto me?!

Captain Justin took a sharp breath, once again terrified by the technology of the Undersea City—but there wasn’t much time for him to think further.

Gritting his teeth, Captain Justin made a reckless decision—his body suddenly scattered like flowing water on the ground, and then before the armed automatons fired, he squeezed directly into the cracks of the sword’s binding pedestal… as long as there were cracks, even as thin as a strand of hair, he could infiltrate!

This ability, he acquired after being transformed with countless methods by that evil magician and enduring innumerable pains—penetrating every crevice!

Biu——Biu——Biu——!

The magical energy guns of the armed automatons instantly shot out dozens of blue beams—the moment Captain Justin narrowly infiltrated the pedestal, they melted a large pit in the floor.

But this could no longer hinder Captain Justin’s intrusion into the pedestal’s interior—he didn’t understand the internal structure of this pedestal… understood nothing, but this didn’t stop him from what he would do next.

Destroy!

No matter how precise the instrument, the inside is always fragile—the more precise something is, the easier it is to cause massive damage from the inside!

Boom——!!

In an instant, the enormous pedestal exploded directly, thick black smoke rising as the blue energy shield binding the sword became unstable in an instant… twisting, collapsing, and finally vanished like a water bubble!

Successful!

Captain Justin showed a hint of ecstasy, and in the smoke, his fluid-like body extended like a hand, reaching for the longsword!

Louis XXXIX, I will make you regret this—!

Captain Justin couldn’t help but feel a thrill of revenge in his heart—he touched it, his hand had already grasped the sword’s hilt! A sense of fulfillment increased the joy in Captain Justin’s heart.

But unfortunately.

The moment his hand touched the sword hilt, he gained nothing—no, he gained something!

A terrifying force, with a cutting sensation, instantly spread from the hilt to Captain Justin’s hand, then covered his whole body in a flash.

A heartrending scream echoed in the lab… simultaneously, the longsword suddenly trembled, and afterward, hundreds or thousands of Green Sword Qi erupted, forming a terrifying sword energy storm.

Crushing, tearing apart… destroying!

All the armed automatons were crushed to pieces by the sword energy storm in an instant—even the researchers here did not escape the ravage of the sword energy storm.

Finally——!

Everything calmed down.

The lab was now filled with countless terrifying tearing marks, and deathly silence, except for the longsword, still high above.

Suddenly, the longsword sounded again, without the burst of fierce sword energy, but it shot straight up, breaking through layer upon layer of heavy plates, finally escaping from the First Institute, heading towards a certain direction in the Undersea City.

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On the arena.

Qin Chuyu suddenly opened her eyes, feeling an incredibly heavy pressure—from the mind, from the spiritual level.

The entire Undersea City now resembled a violent abyss, with overwhelmingly negative emotions constantly bombarding her ever-perfecting Daoist heart.

The cultivation technique of Restive Taoist demanded too much on the cultivation of the state of mind, otherwise, she wouldn’t have broken her cultivation back then due to a painting filled with excessive chaos and regret, prematurely ending a lifetime of cultivation.

At this moment, she seemed to be placed amidst the ocean of desire, swaying in the wind and rain… a mouthful of scarlet blood instantly spewed from Qin Chuyu’s mouth.

Her face couldn’t help but turn pale… her gaze gradually became scattered.

This terrifying negative energy permeating the entire arena was even condensed enough to give birth to a magnetic field-like entity… and the cause of this terrifying magnetic field’s final formation was…

Qin Chuyu’s gaze fixed on the World Serpent track.

The reason behind all this was the confrontation between Lei Yaz and Louis XXXIX!

A youth who emerged from East Thirteenth Street, who fought all the way to stand against the strongest emperor of the Undersea City.

Nothing could ignite the fervor in the hearts of the Undersea City residents more than this. They so wished to see the Emperor of the Undersea City brutally crush the challenger on the arena!

“I so wish that right now, beneath the World Serpent track, to drink the blood left by this brave young warrior!”

This is no joke, nor is it an exaggeration… this is reality!

The spectators in the arena were now turning over the barriers, ignoring all order, directly rushing into the arena, flocking into the central position of the circular track.

They raised their heads, reached out their hands, their gaze blood-red.

They bared their fangs, roared, like ravenous ghosts in hell… a group of starving ghosts living in the abyss of hell!

Dozens, hundreds, thousands… finally, thousands of spectators crowded under the track—even more crazed ones, were now climbing that execution pillar imprisoning Longgang.

On the upper level of the race track, Lei Yaz glanced at the scene below, feeling a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Even the figure high above in the stands showed a bloodthirsty expression… They are residents of the Undersea City, but to Lei Yaz they seem more like the Sea Demon Clan wrapped in human skins!

“What kind of city am I living in… Once, did I want to be like them?”

Lei Yaz suddenly discovered that his memories of every time he had participated in the Flywheel competitions were incredibly vague!

Suddenly, a refreshing sensation spread from his heart position, and Lei Yaz instantly felt like cold water was poured over him, snapping him back to his senses.

“You’ve arrived, young man.”

Meanwhile, a high voice descended from above.

Lei Yaz’s hair stood on end as he looked up to see the Emperor of the Undersea City, riding his terrifyingly evolved Black Flying Dragon… a true monster.

On the race track, at some point, all the other Flywheels had disappeared… The Emperor had kept running ahead of Lei Yaz, entering the second tier, the first tier earlier than him.

Then, the Emperor devoured all the contestants ahead.

Lei Yaz saw Louis XXXIX, who was smiling now… This Emperor calmly observed Lei Yaz as if appreciating a rare treasure.

“Ten laps left,” the Emperor smiled lightly. “Young man, come to me… I will start again with you on the same starting line.”

Lei Yaz silently ascended the Asla White Kirin—finally arriving in front of the Emperor.

The Asla White Kirin confronted the Black Flying Dragon… The Black Flying Dragon suddenly roared, but the Asla White Kirin remained unmoved, its body glowing even more brightly.

“It seems you are ready to break through the endpoint and become first… become the executioner,” the Emperor continued to smile and said.

Lei Yaz suddenly felt a headache, his vision somewhat dizzy… He lightly covered his forehead, which was covered in a fine sweat, and gritted his teeth: “Why… create such a competition?”

“Why?” Louis XXXIX said casually: “Of course, to better manage this Undersea City… Young man, when do you think humans can stay firmly on the side of justice and goodness?”

“With justice at heart and a good nature, it doesn’t depend on the time… it can be anytime!” Lei Yaz said seriously—though these weren’t his true thoughts.

He was confused by the Emperor’s question, but the answer suddenly leaped forth from his mind… like an innate instinct.

Louis XXXIX laughed: “But have you considered that even those who harbor justice can kill out of hatred… Certainly, killing is too far removed for someone your age. Let’s put it differently, envy, jealousy born from envy, leading to resentment, causing even good-natured people to change.”

“The People of the Underwater City, even if they envy others, won’t become jealous! We envy others, but we can achieve what we want through effort!”

The Emperor sneered and said, “Then look—are the People of the Underwater City on the ground benevolent or malicious?”

Lei Yaz remained silent.

The Emperor shook his head, saying softly: “People are born with both good and evil factors, impossible to eliminate. They’re a tangled spiral, constantly transforming into one another. Can’t you see? This is a transformation… Though you might fear the madness of the Undersea City people now, once the competition ends, everything will return to normal. Tomorrow, you’ll still live in a friendly, kind, beautiful Undersea City. In fact, because of your appearance, the next Flywheel competition might be postponed for a long time.”

“Me?” Lei Yaz opened his mouth.

The Emperor opened his hands, “Haven’t you seen such a fanatical Undersea City… because of your challenge, your appearance? It’s you who ignited the most violent factors deep within their hearts. Come, complete this competition with me and draw a perfect conclusion to this grand ceremony.”

Lei Yaz lowered his head in silence… His mind frantically filled with signals of rebellion—from the depths of his bloodline.

“You’re still hesitant.” The Emperor shook his head, “Disappointing… It seems the seed your father planted in you hasn’t truly grown.”

“Father… my father?!”

The Emperor narrowed his eyes, “This is a game that’s been going on since your birth. Your father hoped to fight back with the seed, but everything is within my sight… So I let you grow normally—until today. Certainly, today you surprised me somewhat, such as with your Flywheel, but it doesn’t matter. As long as we’re in the Undersea City.”

With that, the Black Flying Dragon beneath the Emperor spread its wings—no longer following the race track’s spirals but directly climbing up the execution pillar toward the endpoint.

“Wait—!”

“What I’ve told you is enough.” The Emperor didn’t look back, “The rest is only the result of this competition.”

The Black Flying Dragon instantly leaped over a third of the remaining track.

Lei Yaz was stunned, his mind flooded with signals of rebellion, on the brink of explosion.

He clutched his head in agony on the Asla White Kirin.

Meanwhile, the white light flowing on the Asla White Kirin’s body was seeping into Lei Yaz… Temporarily alleviating his headache.

“Asla…”

Lei Yaz lowered his head and seemed to hear another voice… the voice of the Flywheel beneath him, its thoughts.

As if it’s saying.

——Why hesitate? Just go for it!

——I’ll give you the power to take down this Emperor!

Simple, and brutal.

“Who are you!” Lei Yaz exclaimed in shock.

The Flywheel suddenly fell silent, then a will once again entered Lei Yaz’s heart.

——My name…

Lei Yaz fell into a daze, the voice so intense it completely overshadowed his instinctive rebellious signals… His mind went blank.

At this moment, the Asla White Kirin, without Lei Yaz’s control, spread its wings again and stretched them to the limit—rings of light circles appeared behind it.

——… White God, ruler of the Sky!

Boom—!

It moved.

When the Asla White Kirin started, its immense power leaked, instantly shattering the track of the entire 39.0… like a chain reaction, spreading from the 39.0 track throughout the entire World Snake track!

Thus, the colossal circular track as tall as the Undersea City’s White Tower began to collapse…

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PS: Next chapter, later…