My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 81 - 72: An Unparalleled Divine Weapon?!

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The last Celestial Convergence occurred more than four thousand years ago.

Four thousand years...

For the short-lived human race, this number is astonishing.

In the old era, how long did a dynasty last? Four thousand years would see numerous changes of dynasties.

Therefore, like other humans, Lu Xun has no profound impression of the wars of ancient times, catching only glimpses of that dark epoch from historical videos, written records, or documentaries.

War is ruthless; it is born for destruction.

Every Celestial Convergence is accompanied by apocalyptic wars.

What is meant by "World-Ending"?

Mountains collapse, land crumbles, icebergs melt, oceans evaporate, air becomes foul... smoke and dust obscure the sunlight, leading to a mass extinction of surface species.

Some historical wars even battered entire planets until they were scarred and uninhabitable for biological life; humans had no choice but to retreat underground, building doomsday shelters, while various other races could only eke out an existence in the Rift World.

Only when Human Alliance Technology advanced further, using artificial gravity to restore the planet’s environment, could people once again see the light of day.

The timing of Celestial Convergence cannot be predicted.

It might come thousands of years later, or you might blink... and the war begins.

Moreover, ever since the interstellar migration plan was forcibly halted twenty thousand years ago, the starry sky became a life-prohibited area. The remaining humans, who hadn’t emigrated, like all other races, were trapped on the dilapidated gambling table of Blue Star, with no escape.

This is why the Human Federation built Self-looping Cities, even in peacetime after the war, abandoning the territorial advantages of the surface and focusing on developing underground around Rift Resources.

Because the Human Federation is always prepared for the apocalypse!

Every moment, at the highest level of combat readiness.

According to ancient legends, Self-looping Cities can "move," so when disaster truly comes, humans won’t even need this planet beneath their feet... they can take the city and roam to wherever they please.

Even if the earth’s plates flip like a fried egg, humans can still survive.

As long as the city stands, humans live; if the city is destroyed, humans perish.

Humans have always been the victors, but in apocalyptic wars, there are no true winners.

Every victory is bought with countless sacrifices.

Throughout history, many enemy races have brought immense suffering to humanity.

But it is rare for humanity to, even after thousands or tens of thousands of years, still harbor deep hatred or keep a particular enemy race in mind with gnashing teeth.

Even when speaking of the dragons, who nearly wiped out all of humanity in history, there is seldom derogation or hatred; rather, people are full of praise and admiration for the proud Dragon Soul.

The hard bones and immense strength of the Dragon Race are greatly acknowledged!

In the Battle of Dragon Abyss Valley, the Dragon Race was besieged within the valley by humans and their allies; over a million giant dragons fought to the death, yet not a single dragon surrendered.

Even the hatchlings, barely out of their shells, roared onto the battlefield, shedding their last drop of blood.

Such strong and proud enemies can be destroyed, but never conquered or enslaved.

Diverging interests lead to differing stances and opposing factions;

to the victor goes the spoils, and that’s all there is.

Humans respect their enemies greatly, even if they’re defeated adversaries.

With one exception.

That would be the Blood Race!

Speaking of vampires, not spitting on the ground is almost a disservice to being human.

The Blood Race didn’t initially stand against humanity.

Initially, they, alongside many other Otherworld races, joined the human side, but shortly after the war began, the human faction suffered a small setback in a battle—not defeated, just suffered heavy losses, a pyrrhic victory.

The Blood Race suddenly betrayed the alliance, switching to the enemy camp.

The betrayal was so sudden that a Self-looping City was massacred by them; millions of humans were enslaved by vampires, reared like livestock, used as reserves for food.

As the human faction fought braver and stronger, gradually gaining the upper hand, the Blood Race suddenly wanted to "surrender and submit," attempting to switch back.

Since it was during the war, the victory of the camp and strategic objectives trumped everything.

The Human Federation and its allies discussed and decided it might be feasible to temporarily set aside hatred, leaving the reckoning to after the war, thus giving the Blood Race a chance to atone for their sins. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

So once again, the Blood Race backstabbed their new allies, dooming them all.

They helped the human faction achieve a significant victory in the war.

However, the War of Ten Thousand Races cannot be resolved overnight, with endless opposing or neutral factions, typically requiring decades or even centuries to conclude.

Victory and defeat are common in military affairs.

...Indeed, it wasn’t even ten years before the Blood Race betrayed once more, switching yet again to another major faction.

This time, humans and their allies were prepared and weren’t caught off guard by vampire duplicity.

But two betrayals undoubtedly maxed out their hatred points!

New grievances and old grudges developed into profound hatred and detestment for vampires among humans, engraved deep in their bones.

Four thousand years have passed, yet they still "never forget."

The Blood Race serves as a negative example, which from another perspective, highlights the reliability of the Elf Race old allies!

Thirty thousand years ago, they were ironclad allies, and thirty thousand years later, they still are, their bond stronger than gold.

The Blood Race had long vanished in the river of history.

Yet now it’s discovered that they haven’t gone extinct, and the Xu Family can still capture the living for pharmaceutical use.

This was a huge surprise for Lu Xun.

How many of the Blood Race remnants are left? Who is the Xu Family dealing with?

Could the ones smuggling elves be the same group selling vampires?

The air is thick with uncertainty and intrigue.

Under the news blockade by the Human Federation, how many things are unknown to the ordinary people?

Perhaps only by striving to reach the upper echelons can one touch on more of this world’s secrets.

"I’ll try my best with that video," Zhang Xinghai said earnestly, "but it’s best not to have too high expectations. This isn’t the first time the Xu Family has done something like this, yet they have managed to extend it for nine generations. They’re very skilled at gambling on family fortunes and rarely lose."

Gambling on family fortunes is like gambling on national prosperity.

Lose, and you lose everything, but if you win... you reap untold benefits!

"They won’t win."

Lu Xun shook his head, speaking calmly.

Even if they succeeded this time in making an elixir of immortality from the elves and destroyed all evidence, so what?

Lu Xun had grown from an Inferior Level to Special Level Tier Six in just a few days!

Even he couldn’t estimate his future achievements.

The seeds of hatred were planted, and it wouldn’t be long before they took root and sprouted.

Once he becomes a Lord-level creature, and even a King-level creature, it would be as easy as flicking his wrist to wipe out the Xu Family!

So long as Lu Xun was willing to "bide his time," what could the Xu Family do to win? A certain loss!

But that doesn’t mean this "elf" incident can just be let go.

Lu Xun will try his best to seize opportunities.

If he could annihilate the Xu Family this time, he would do it promptly—who would want to wait for the next chance?

A mere family from a Second-level Self-looping City is nothing!

’These elves... should be the same batch from the Shadow Dragon Association.’

’Previously, I wasn’t sure if Wei’Er was the cloaked woman, but now it seems that she probably is.’

Lu Xun recalled past events and thought of his classmate Wei’Er.

If she is the cloaked woman, investigating the whereabouts of the elves, that would explain everything.

She likely transferred from the Sixth-level Self-looping City to the impoverished corner of Jinghai City to investigate this matter.

If Wei’Er was a secret agent sent by the Elf Race ambassador, then she’d surely know how to end the Xu Family!

Perhaps, just by showing her the video and revealing the "Canned Elf" hiding place, everything would end!

Lu Xun wouldn’t need to do anything extra—simply providing the intel could destroy the Xu Family!

It’s not out of the realm of possibility!

"Give me a backup of the video," Lu Xun suddenly said to Zhang Xinghai.

"Hm?" Zhang Xinghai was a bit puzzled but nodded without asking further. "Alright, I’ll copy one for you."

Soon, he copied the video to a communication device, handed it over, and said:

"It’s all stored in there... this communication device is military grade, doesn’t require identity registration, has encrypted communication functions, and my contact is in there."

After receiving it, Lu Xun handed the device to Commander Tiezhu for safekeeping.

Then he waved, taking his leave: "Thanks for the special medicine. I’ll be going now, I’ll get in touch if anything comes up."

He gained a lot tonight.

He couldn’t wait to go to the graveyard and tally his spoils!

The twenty thousand plus Trait Points would definitely boost his abilities significantly.

"Wait, War Ghost brother, I have something I want to give you."

At the moment of parting, Zhang Xinghai suddenly thought of something, slapped his forehead, and hurriedly called out to Lu Xun.

"Huh? Give me something?" Lu Xun was wary, "Let’s be clear, I’m broke, I have nothing to give you back!"

"Haha, I just want to give it to you because it’s too heavy and rugged for me to use... but I suddenly realized, it truly suits you."

Zhang Xinghai asked mysteriously:

"Do you want to own an unparalleled divine weapon that’s even stronger than a light saber?!"

An... unparalleled divine weapon?!

Hiss~

Lu Xun’s eyes widened.