Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 1660 - 3: Prove Your Future Surpasses Mine
Xi Li suddenly widened his eyes.
What!?
At this moment, the hexagram earrings flashed slightly, and a female voice came through: "This is the magic of our clan. How about it? Isn’t it amazing?"
...
[Before setting off, Su Ming’an rubbed his fingers, pinched out two cards, and Hui Zi and Qi Zhou appeared in the room.]
[Su Ming’an asked them: "Is there anything that can enhance my combat power?"]
[This body of mine belongs to Chen Yuhang and needs a bit of self-defense ability.]
[Hui Zi rubbed her chin, stared at Su Ming’an for two or three seconds, and suddenly revealed a somewhat eerie smile: "There is indeed a way to temporarily enhance strength... My race has the ability of ’possession.’ Now that my power is recovering, I can possess you and provide enhancements in all aspects."]
[...Sounds pretty good, but what’s with this sly smile.]
[Su Ming’an was cautious: "Are there any side effects?"]
["None."]
["Will I grow weird ears?"]
["How could that be."]
["Then let’s try it."]
["Alright, let’s do it."]
[Three seconds later, Su Rin, with a blank expression, jumped out the window.]
[Su Ming’an immediately found a mirror in the room, took a closer look, and indeed did not grow weird ears. His pupils turned purple, his body felt light, his speed increased, and he gained some of Hui Zi’s racial abilities.]
[But... how to put it...]
[At this moment, Su Qi walked in, staring at Su Ming’an for a few seconds.]
[After a moment, Su Qi suddenly slapped his face: "Servant number four, what enchantment did you use?"]
[Who would have thought that due to Hui Zi’s racial traits, the biggest enhancement turned out to be charm... Although theoretically, there was no room for improvement in his charm value. He had always been conservative, and people mostly felt a sense of warmth from him. But with Hui Zi, it was as if a radiant gem had been pried open.]
["Heh heh, I told you, this can maximize your charm. Your previous way of using it was too wasteful, why cherish it like an old broom?" Hui Zi’s proud voice came from the earrings, "Charm is my greatest weapon, yet your weapons are much sharper than mine. You had a weapon but kept it sheathed; I merely helped you unsheathe it."]
["...Can’t this be undone separately?"]
["No!"]
["Alright, let’s go."]
...
Su Ming’an’s appearance stunned everyone, leaving their jaws dropped.
"Swoosh!"
The next moment, another silhouette appeared beside Su Ming’an. With white hair and golden eyes, dressed in a modern jacket and straight jeans, hands in pockets, with a proud expression.
—Rin Clan’s younger brother, son raised by the Black Robed Man, Su Qi. This child was completely naive, and Su Ming’an managed to bring him along with a little deception.
With Su Ming’an himself, there were three members of the Rin Clan present, a super valuable asset. Whoever killed all three would immediately obtain the complete [Key].
Several figures, unable to hold back any longer, sprang up, rushing skyward like a torrent of stars! Celestial Clan, Abyss Beasts, Sea Monsters, Ghosts...
"Let’s go up too!" Hua De, seeing this, couldn’t remain inactive.
"Are three Rin Clan members enough to handle these people?" Reginald hesitated.
"These are newborn stage Rin Clan members, having not consumed any siblings. So many demigod angels, they can’t withstand it." Xi Li raised a crystal magic wand shaped like a microphone.
"Damn, protect them, protect them!" Wang Chaoze panicked upon hearing this and immediately rushed forward with his greatsword.
Three silhouettes stood on the firmament.
A youth with long black-purple hair flowing, wearing hexagram earrings, resembling a dark cloud, holding a purple-black engraved stringed instrument, with a long coat billowing in the wind, as if adding ink to the heavens and earth.
A teenager with an arrogant expression, golden eyes, seeming to have the world at his feet. He looked down around with a disdainful smile, light radiating from him, and any energy that approached him was wiped away, not able to touch his clothing.
A girl with white hair flowing like snow, pupils indifferent like a deity. With five fingers spread, she summoned an ink-colored scythe exuding demon’s breath, swinging her wrist, her pale eyes indifferent, overlooking the world.
—If placed in millennia or eons ago, in the First Epoch, such a combination would undoubtedly be the hope of the entire world, like gods descending once more. However, at this moment, people only watched with greed and desire.
In a world without life-threatening crises, there is no need for savior heroes.
"Zheng——!"
A long harmonic sound, as if originating from a profound dream realm.
Su Ming’an’s slender fingers brushed across the strings of the purple-black stringed instrument he held, eyes slightly lowered, gaze shimmering. This was Hui Zi’s weapon. It was his first time trying a stringed instrument-like weapon, yet instinctively knew how to use it.
...
[Moonlight Mayfly (Purple Grade): "Everyone, within this vicinity, dance with me."]
[Attack Power: 10~80]
[Durability: 18/30]
[Equipment Requirement: Two-Handed Weapon, Charm value S-level and above.]
[Active Skill (Mayfly Tide): Comes with three tunes "Cowards," "Conformists," and "Savior."]
["Cowards": When played, continuously enthralls surrounding enemy units within 40 yards, turning them into allies. Determination conditions are influenced by both sides’ Charm values and positional rank.]
["Conformists": When played, continuously disrupts spellcasting of enemy units within 40 yards and causes psychic damage. Determination conditions are influenced by both sides’ spiritual power.]
["Savior": Causes a large-scale spiritual burst damage, determination conditions are influenced by soul strength, and the weapon is automatically destroyed after use.]
[Note: "Great souls are filled with music, propelled by grand thoughts."]
...
"Zheng——!"
The hundreds of insects up front had eyes filled with confusion, and their sharp limbs changed direction unpredictably, fiercely stabbing into their nearby companions!
Under the rhythm of the zither, the command for mutual slaughter spread like a virus, with shells colliding, juices spraying, bodies falling — a gruesome sight.
A bird-like creature glanced at Su Ming’an, his cheek gills frantically opening and closing, as if he had suddenly forgotten how to breathe. The killing intent in his eyes melted like snow, and the trajectory of the trident in his hand unexpectedly shifted, piercing into the wing of his companion next to him!
"What are you doing?!" his companion exclaimed in shock and anger.
"I... I don’t know... He..." The beguiled bird creature looked intoxicated and babbled incoherently as if he had swallowed deadly poison.
More races trampled over the corpses of their companions: the Magma Clan leaving burning footprints, the half-demons lifting heavy axes, and the spiral horns of the Rainbow Unicorns radiating prismatic light...
"We need to avoid the brunt, my foolish brother." Su Qi whispered closely, "Our strength isn’t limitless, those Emperors haven’t acted yet, and we will be dragged to death."
"What do you want to do?" Su Ming’an raised an eyebrow.
Su Qi said viciously, "Don’t show that expression in this state!"
...I’m not doing it on purpose. Su Ming’an was speechless, hoping the effect would disappear.
"We enter the World Tree!" Su Qi sneered, yelling with discontent, "I know your goal is the Key! Inside the tree, we’ll settle this."
Su Qi wasn’t a fool, he understood the truth that only one of the Rin Clan could survive. They seemed to be allied now, but were merely facing external enemies together.
Since a life-and-death battle was inevitable, it was better to solve it sooner to prevent these greedy beings from seizing the opportunity. The World Tree, the birthplace of the Rin Clan, was complex inside, with numerous roots and caves avoiding external disturbance.
Su Ming’an gave Su Qi an unexpected look.
"Don’t think I’m raised as a fool by that Black Robed Man’s servant." Su Qi stated with arms crossed, "You, the suddenly appearing fourth brother, couldn’t have just popped out of a stone. You, like those suddenly appearing people, have returned from a future timeline, right? Haha... Then prove it with force! Prove that your future surpasses mine, prove that among us, you’re the one who should survive to the future."
He stood with arms crossed, and where his gaze swept, it was like an eraser passed through, creating vacuums in the air. Corpses were wiped to shreds and fell from the firmament like a bloody rain.
Vermilion, blood red, deep red... landing on people’s faces and bodies. Such a terrifying massacre made people’s legs tremble, as if the three hailed as the Savior Clan weren’t heroes, but demons.
Witnessing this scene, Su Ming’an suddenly felt a moment of daze.
He clutched his head, with a vague scene emerging in his mind.
—It was a white High Tower, a blue-haired man soared high in the sky, fighting valiantly. Suddenly, it was like an invisible attack hit, half of the blue-haired man’s body seemed erased by an eraser, turning into void, as organs and flesh fell out, his eyes dimmed, his head grew heavy...
He collapsed into Su Ming’an’s embrace, breathing weakly, raising a hand to wipe away the blood on Su Ming’an’s face.
"Sorry."
"Su... Ming’an."
"I couldn’t... fulfill my promise... to stay with you until the end..."
"I couldn’t... find the most entertaining sea to take you surfing..."
"I couldn’t, protect the lands you love..."
—What is this?
—When did this happen?
The pain in his head was sharp, like being pricked by needles, yet when Su Ming’an tried to think harder, it seemed to trigger something, causing the recent scene to fade into a void, leaving only blankness.
Just now... what did he recall?
Su Ming’an frowned tightly, gritted his teeth, feeling that for a moment he might have recalled prior Universe Reincarnation scenes, but they quickly vanished.
He couldn’t remember anything.
His soul was clean like glass, like crystal, with no impurities from reincarnation.
Why could Noel and others start remembering things towards the end of the World Game, yet he couldn’t recall much?
While lost in thought, a cheek-scaled Sea Monster launched a sneak attack!
Shire stood quietly behind Su Ming’an, and at that moment, she gripped an ink-colored scythe taller than her, and swung it mightily!
"Clang——"
The ripple from the scythe passed by Su Ming’an, and the zither music flowing from his fingertips abruptly strengthened, as if two stringed instruments played simultaneously! Shire’s Rin Clan power was "Copy"! She could replicate a companion’s ability and attack with double force. The seemingly ferocious scythe wasn’t used for attack, but support!
Strong offense, control, support.
Su Qi was the strong offensive ’spear,’ Su Ming’an was the controlling ’net,’ and Shire was the supporting ’amplification.’ The three newly-born Rin Clan members cooperated and remained undefeated despite the siege of thousands of High-class Races. Their high-altitude position resembled a circular vacuum, with bodies constantly falling like a rainstorm, yet they stayed strong.
For a moment, the battlefield seemed split into two parts. One was the entanglement between Phoenix and Qianqin, the other was the joint support from the three Rin Clan members.
"Player Tactical Array A, deploy!" On the ground, Hua De commanded the players, directing them methodically. Players, like well-trained warriors, regrouped or separated under the guidance of this experienced tens of thousands troop leader.
Hua De realized one of the Rin Clan was likely Su Ming’an, but wisely kept silent, simply ordering protection.
Su Ming’an was extremely special now, watched by the High Dimensions, "they" peered at him, Radiant Mother God was wary of him, Demon Mother God craved him, players needed him, and the Organizers had a love-hate attitude, while the Seventh Thrones and Noel were both friend and foe, and the Supreme Lord and Lord of Dreams had unique stances towards him...
Players like Hua De could only protect their Savior with all their might, even if their power was insignificant.
After all, if all the weight was borne by one person, that would be too burdensome.
"Charge! Protect our three precious Rin Clan members!!!" Wang Chaoze shouted, carrying a large sword, muscles bulging, launching like a cannonball into a group of Abyssal Inferior Demons, smashing down with earth-shattering force.
"Holy Light, shield them!" Ron opened a hefty Holy Scripture, raising a gentle milky white barrier.
"Shadow Strike." Assassin Liz’s figure disappeared silently and in the next second, a Curse Master chanting a Curse Spell had blood flowers blooming at their throat. Liz smirked, licking the blood off the dagger, cards flying, alluring like a flower.
"Mental Disruption!" Holess’s eyes turned white, as a powerful Spiritual Shock Wave fanned out, instantly sweeping away a cluster of the Insect Clan!
"Boom, boom, boom, boom——!"
[HP-489! (Critical Hit! Bleeding!)]
[HP-1028! (Fire Series Damage! Burning! Stacking!)]
[HP+431! (Healing Critical!)]
[HP-39! (Poison! Stacking!)]
Countless crimson and emerald numbers jumped out, accompanied by layers of halo effects.
Blood blossoms burst like rain, artillery roared like thunder!
The battlefield was in complete frenzy. The light effects of the players’ various skills bloomed with a roar, igniting countless dazzling and dangerous fireworks. Their skills sharply contrasted with the attack methods of the Luowasha Clan, making them stand out brightly on the battlefield.
"Wall of Sighs!"
"Eternal Freeze Sequence!"
"Hundred Ghost Scroll!"
"Healing Light!"
Combat styles from different worlds and systems, players from various nations and different ages, all were frantically unleashing their signature skills, mana points flowing wildly!
Artillery and sea of flames appeared as one, with gale and rainstorm sounding together!
Every vision was crazily covered by the gaudy special effects and light colors, causing people to squint as they tried to find the most densely packed enemy positions amidst the high-saturation light pollution!
Falling like rain, like thunder!
On this grand battlefield, they also wanted to be protagonists. If the world’s gaze could focus on them for even a second, then it wouldn’t be a wasted trip. Without a fearless heroic dream, who would dare to arrive at this most dangerous frontline? Who would dare venture beneath the world’s lens?
The bullet screens kept scrolling!:
[This is awesome!!!]
[99% of ordinary players are on the normal world line, those who came are the top-ranked players, of course, it’s awesome.]
[Wow, adventurer players are already so strong now, a small group dares to take on the Emperor head-on.]
[They have grown so much in Luowasha, many people struggled to even fight foot soldiers at the start, now they can cooperate to surround and kill generals.]
[This is the Fourth Catastrophe, absorbing experience at a speed far beyond people’s imagination.]
[The one with purple eyes is Su Ming’an! Is it Su Ming’an!! Even if he changes faces, my dog nose can recognize him!]
[? Such a pervert, stay away from me.]
[Look! Look at the sky...]
[Oh my God, what’s that!]
[Is it the Radiant Mother God?]
... 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Above the higher clouds, in the depths of the pink and white junction—eyes opened.
[—Someone is watching them] This realization made the players’ scalps tingle.
The eyelids trembled, revealing a pair of blazing eyes like the sun, as if the brilliant drama happening inside the "Cat Box" had finally attracted the attention of an "outside" audience.
The golden light was resplendent and dazzling.
"Swish!"
Before anyone could react, suddenly, from the far distant horizon, a golden arrow shot over, like divine punishment!
A gleaming golden arrow, like a thrown meteor, pierced through the shells of thousands of insects, shattered the obstructive bodies of dozens of beastmen, without slowing down, straight towards Su Ming’an’s chest!
As if this was an inevitable strike, unstoppable by any means.
It was so fast that it exceeded human thought, almost no one could react. It shattered Hua De’s fireball, pierced through Wang Chaoze’s Sword Qi, and broke through countless obstructive bodies in its path, aiming directly at Su Ming’an!
The chilling premonition of death grasped Su Ming’an’s nerves faster than sight.
—Too late to dodge, every direction would be penetrated, conventional forces couldn’t stop it.
At this moment, the sense of time stretched infinitely. The chaotic battlefield, the flying skill light effects, the frightened faces of companions, the actions of Su Qi and Xi Li trying to pounce... all became a slow-motion backdrop.
Who is it?
Su Ming’an blinked slowly, his movements were also very slow, because his reaction speed was too fast, everything slowed down in front of him.
Only the golden arrow in his eyes constantly enlarged, as if no force could hinder its intent to kill.
He looked towards the source of the arrow, only to see a familiar figure.
Black hair... it was him.
He, who had joined the Radiant Mother God, he who was unwilling to return home with him, he who claimed to be homeless.
Ming.
It seems Ming is now with the Radiant Mother God, this arrow received the blessing of the Radiant Mother God, otherwise, it wouldn’t be so powerful. He was now in the ordinary human body of Chen Yuhang, even with Hui Zi’s possession, he couldn’t dodge this arrow.
Should he use it? Use the power as Su Ming’an himself.
However, this is a role-playing setting, if he used power not belonging to his "identity role," it would count as an OOC violation. The Mother Goddess of Radiance Kritchens as the Creator would have grounds to intervene in this battle...
He couldn’t quench his thirst with poison.
Then, does he have any power belonging to this "identity role"?
Right.
Su Ming’an’s eyelids blinked slowly, the arrow getting closer and closer, he smelled the call of death, and he heard the sound of his heart pounding.
At this moment, he seemed to inwardly see a crystal-like seed within his heart, a mark belonging to the Rin Clan, signifying the potential and future of the Rin Clan.
—He was the fourth brother of the Rin Clan, "Chen Yuhang." The identity of the Rin Clan follows the soul, and when Su Ming’an possessed Chen Yuhang, Chen Yuhang became a member of the Rin Clan, becoming a "fourth brother" who shouldn’t exist apart from the triplets of the Rin Clan.
Now, he could wield the power of the Rin Clan!
But a Rin Clan member who had never devoured their siblings was still not enough to dodge this arrow; even the aid from Su Qi and Xi Li was pierced by the golden arrow.
Then there was only...
Su Ming’an closed his eyes.
If given enough time, the potential of the Rin Clan would be incredibly powerful, but what is the use of potential to him now? He needed this moment!
He needed to burn this useless "Rin Clan heart"!
He needed to abandon this useless identity of the "Divine Gifted Clan"!
—If the vast majority of the world no longer respected this race, wanting to kill the Rin Clan and consume their flesh and blood, why should the Rin Clan cling to this identity, tightly holding onto the mission of the Savior?
He was the most opposed to this idea; he would endure the misunderstanding and infamy of the majority for the sake of saving the minority, forcibly bearing the mission of the Savior. However, at this moment—
"Whoosh—!"
In an instant.
Purple-black hair danced in the air, his eyes like lightning, as if echoing the frosty sky.
He understood better than anyone else the correctness of the "theory of active usage." He was adept at using the Lighthouse theory to deceive himself and also skilled in transforming theories to deceive others. Because all the theories floating on the surface were no match for his ultimate ideal within his heart.
"He is—!" Su Qi gasped, realizing what Su Ming’an had done.
"The aura of the Rin Clan on him has vanished..." Several nearby emperors were shocked, their jaws nearly dropping.
Someone actually gave up this identity!
...This was clearly the best identity prepared for him by the World Tree. However, Su Ming’an didn’t want this script at all.
He burned his "Rin Clan heart," abandoned his potential belonging to the Rin Clan, and at the cost of draining future potential, he exchanged for the momentary surging of his bloodline!
"Swish—!"
As if flames burning from the deepest part of the soul shot skyward. He performed an extreme sidestep action that defied physical instinct. Speed, strength, reaction—all instantly elevated to peaks this body could never have reached!
"Rip—!"
The golden arrow grazed past his left scapula, tearing through clothing and flesh! A terrifying wound with golden scorch marks appeared.
And the arrow, carrying vast Divine Might, fiercely plunged into a distant towering Cang Mountain!
The next moment—
"Rumble—!!!!!!!"
Like the keening wail of the earth’s foundation being shaken!
The Cang Mountain, standing for unknown tens of thousands of years, burst forth with a blinding golden light, tens of thousands of tons of rock were hurled into the air, like clouds of dust and golden streams flying towards the sky on a doomsday scale, shockwaves crazily spread in a ring shape, tearing the clouds to shreds, even causing the battlefield below to erupt, throwing people and horses like popcorn!
Mountains collapsed, ground cracked, heavens roared.
Only one arrow.
Changed the entire battlefield layout, destroyed the environment around the World Tree!
This was undoubtedly the power of a deity!
Countless eyes rose in astonishment, all gazing towards the archer.
At the supreme firmament, below a fissure of pink and white, a figure stood quietly in the air.
It was a young man who appeared extremely youthful, with hair as black as ink, deep black eyes, handsome features yet imbued with an inhuman divinity. He was clad in an exquisitely luxurious golden armor, engraved with intricate patterns of hands holding up an eye. In his hand, he held a long bow nearly as tall as he was, the bowstring subtly trembling, emitting a heart-stirring hum.
Seeing the first arrow fail, he slowly raised the dazzling golden long bow, once again aiming at Su Ming’an.
The centaurs in the middle frantically retreated, fearing they’d be skewered like garbage!
"Is that... a Divine Envoy?" someone spoke in fear.
"How powerful a Divine Envoy..."
"The Radiant Mother God... is beginning to watch here..."
Previously, the arrival of Su Ming’an and others had not garnered the attention of the Radiant Mother God, as his actions were insufficient to shake the foundation. However, now, He opened His eyes in the Sky Curtain, took notice of him, and even dispatched an envoy.
—He noticed that he wanted to break through here, viewing him as an enemy.
The Creator should not interfere with His own Cat Box, nor could He intervene too much. Yet, if the entire world rejected the intervention of this "usurper" Su Ming’an, rejecting the opening of the lid, how should they react? If someone actively pledged allegiance to Him, seeking Divine Power, He might well extend an olive branch.
Fear, respect, fanaticism, confusion... countless emotions hovered in people’s hearts. Even the envoy was so powerful; how should they resist the Observer above the Sky Curtain?
"—Fear you! Everyone, grab your gear and fight Him!" Suddenly, a male voice shattered the silence.
The speaker was a male player, with a buzz cut, appearing high-school-aged, brimming with fervor, and upon realizing everyone was looking at him, his face flushed.
But he still yelled at the top of his lungs, hoarse:
"Don’t show us the health bar! If you do, we’ll kill even a god for you to see!"
"We still have the invincible Number One Player, he alone can cut down nine million of your HP, the rest we’ll handle, grind you to death as well! Even if you have ten million HP, we’ll chop you to pieces!"
The "Divine Envoy’s" cold black eyes gazed emotionlessly downward.
However, he didn’t look at the young man, his gaze shifted, looking far ahead, then fixed, staring.
Su Ming’an’s gaze locked steadily with his.
"...Ming." Su Ming’an softly uttered.
