Chapter 83#

By the time Fu Yucheng walked out of the prison’s back gate, it was already night outside. A dim street lamp on the roadside quietly emitted a faint yellow glow.

The people behind hadn’t caught up, so Fu Yucheng breathed a slight sigh of relief and quickly turned into a nearby small alley.

Halfway through the alley, he suddenly sensed something and halted his steps.

At the entrance of the alley ahead, a lean figure slowly walked out, blocking Fu Yucheng’s path. The person looked gentle and delicate, with no weapons in hand, and was just staring at him calmly.

Fu Yucheng went blank for a second, then recognized him—the person before him was precisely that mysterious A-class special-type Light Realm Knight. Even Yao Ning couldn’t find his background; his origin, ability, and identity were all unknown, a complete blank.

But Fu Yucheng didn’t care. The other person was only an A-class controller, and since he was already outside the sensory range of Bai Mo’s mental power field, he could act freely.

His mind focused slightly, and his mental power began to spread. Along with a series of faint “crack-crack” sounds, the smooth ground of the small alley rapidly cracked open.

Then, large swathes of rubble rose into the air and, accompanied by the whistling of fierce wind, surged toward the newcomer!

The other person furrowed his brows and pushed his palms forward lightly. The air emitted a sharp buzzing sound as hundreds of invisible wind blades turned all the incoming stones into powder!

Fu Yucheng blanked for a second, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But at a time like this, he didn’t have time to think much. He had used only a bit of mental power just now because he didn’t want to hurt anyone, but in the current situation…

In a flash, a gust of strong wind rushed toward him, and several sharp wind blades were already before him!

Just as Fu Yucheng was about to strike back, he suddenly sensed something and went into a daze.

He subconsciously withdrew his mental power and then turned his body abruptly. An incomparably sharp wind blade sliced across his cheek, and warm blood slowly trickled down.

Fu Yucheng didn’t even notice the wound on his face, feeling suspicious and uncertain: “Are you… Junior Brother Jingqiu?”

The newcomer’s expression went blank for a moment, and his movements also hesitated, appearing somewhat confused.

Looking at him like that, Fu Yucheng, in a flash of thought, had already guessed the general situation.

Years ago, when the teacher picked him up, he already had two students. One was the teacher’s son, Eldest Senior Brother Lin Su; and the other was Yu Jingqiu.

The teacher’s students didn’t follow the order of entry but rather ranked by age. Fu Yucheng was actually one month younger than Yu Jingqiu and should have been the third junior brother, but at that time he was young and competitive. Feeling that Yu Jingqiu was gentle and delicate, he intentionally reported his age as two months older, forcibly surpassing Yu Jingqiu to become the senior brother.

Unlike the steady and strict Lin Su, the wild and untamable Fu Yucheng, and the extreme and cynical Lu Xing, Yu Jingqiu was as quiet and gentle as his name. When Fu Yucheng wanted to be the senior brother, he didn’t argue with him and honestly became “Junior Brother Jingqiu.”

Later, Yu Jingqiu was seriously injured and lost contact during the rebellion, and everyone thought he was dead, including Fu Yucheng. Looking at it now, Lu Xing probably had the White Rose Laboratory save him and used gene technology to repair his body, finally making him a Light Realm Knight.

The Yu Jingqiu before him seemed not only muddled in the head but also changed in appearance, with only a trace of his former self remaining in his features.

However, that familiar mental power field couldn’t deceive Fu Yucheng.

Fu Yucheng gritted his teeth, his powerful mental power sweeping across: “Jingqiu, move aside!”

Yu Jingqiu seemed to sense some familiar aura. His expression was a bit lost, and he suddenly murmured: “A-Cheng, you leave quickly, they are coming. I’ll block them for you.”

Seeing his dazed expression, Fu Yucheng knew the other wasn’t completely conscious, and it was just a subconscious reaction.

His heart pained slightly, but he didn’t have time to hesitate. He bypassed Yu Jingqiu and ran toward the depths of the alley.

Fu Yucheng had an excellent memory and was intimately familiar with all the major and minor roads in various key areas of the ecological zone. He quickly shuttled through the network of quiet alleys. A moment later, his vision broadened; he had arrived at a nearby civilian spacecraft base.

This civilian spacecraft base was massive in scale, with hundreds of large and small spacecraft parked on the vast, smooth silver metal plaza.

It was already night, and the base was quiet.

The hundreds of spacecraft on the plaza reflected cold light under the artificial moon.

Fu Yucheng quickly scanned the area and took a liking to a small white spacecraft not far ahead.

He walked quickly along the ground service passage and climbed the aircraft’s boarding ladder to the cabin door. Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly paused.

Something was wrong.

It was too quiet.

A civilian spacecraft base like this wouldn’t be this quiet even late at night. It wasn’t even nine PM, yet the entire base was in a deathly silence, without a single person.

This base didn’t seem to be operating normally?

Fu Yucheng stood before the spacecraft cabin door, slowly scanning the surroundings, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

Beneath the distant command tower, eight huge objects were parked. They were covered with silver anti-radar detection screens, making it impossible to see exactly what they were.

Fu Yucheng stared at that row of objects, lost in thought.

He thought to himself that based on the shape, they should be eight high-energy particle cannons.

On a massive man-made celestial body like the Dyson Cloud, ordinary thermal weapons were prohibited. Infrasound guns were the most commonly used weapons, while high-energy particle cannons were another type of weapon allowed for limited use—but only for the government army.

How could eight high-energy particle cannons appear at a civilian spacecraft base?

Fu Yucheng vaguely remembered that the controlling shareholder behind this base was a mixed-race high-ranking noble named Edmund. This person had a mediocre relationship with the imperial family but usually kept a low profile and wouldn’t intentionally cause trouble… Could it be that during this chaotic period of regime change, he wanted to do something amidst the confusion?

If that were the case, when Bai Mo chased him here later and broke into this base unexpectedly, would he encounter some danger?

When Bai Mo appeared suddenly with knights and special police, the owner of the base would, in all likelihood, think the hoarding of weapons had been exposed.

If the other side fought to the death… and Bai Mo was completely unprepared…

Fu Yucheng’s mind was a mess.

However, he no longer had time.

If he didn’t leave now, he might not be able to leave at all.

To leave, or not to leave?

What exactly should be done? Was there any way?

Fu Yucheng closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. After thinking carefully for a while, he opened the spacecraft’s cabin door, started the autopilot system, and linked the autopilot system with his own mental power.

…

With a cold face, Bai Mo strode into the spacecraft base. Not far behind him followed several Light Realm Knights and several squads of armed special police.

Bai Mo squinted his eyes, staring at the quiet and vast spacecraft base under the night sky. His gaze swept over the hundreds of spacecraft one by one, his expression complex and hard to decipher.

That person had escaped directly to this place, a spacecraft base.

…Did he want to leave that much?

So eager to leave him?

“Search for me; don’t leave even an inch of turf unturned,” Bai Mo said grimly.

Two Light Realm Knights beside him responded and waved their hands. A large number of armed special police scattered and began a carpet search.

Bai Mo slowly scanned the plaza, his gaze cold and dark. Suddenly, a low “buzzing” sound reached his ears.

He turned his head and saw several small spacecraft rising into the sky not far ahead on the right, circling and crossing as they surged toward him!

Bai Mo couldn’t help a cold sneer, a guess already formed in his mind.

It seemed that Fu Yucheng’s escape to this base was no coincidence. He must have some involvement with this flight base and wanted to lure him here to deal with him…

Bai Mo felt both cold and pained in his heart. A vast mental power swept across without mercy!

In just an instant, the seven or eight spacecraft sweeping across were all frozen solid! The spacecraft swayed in the air like kites with broken strings, and then crashed one after another!

For a time, the sound of crashing was continuous, and fires broke out in the base, leaving it in a mess.

Immediately afterward, dozens more spacecraft abruptly took off!

Bai Mo slowly squinted his eyes.

He could feel that among these spacecraft, one had a certain faint, familiar aura—Fu Yucheng’s mental power aura.

Sure enough, a small white spacecraft whistled toward the night sky while the other spacecraft circled and surged toward him.

“Boom!” “Boom!”

The giant sounds of spacecraft crashing kept coming.

Under the deep blue night sky, large sparks of death blossomed on the silver metal plaza.

At the same time, a faint silver luster flickered in the night sky, like a god’s massive net covering the entire base—Bai Mo had forcibly condensed a giant net of ice shards. Countless densely packed sharp ice shards hung quietly in the air, and no spacecraft could break through.

That small spacecraft circled once in vain and indeed turned back.

Watching it circle back, Bai Mo’s lips unconsciously relaxed a bit.

Come back; I won’t hold it against you.

Just come back to my side, and it’s fine.

The spacecraft came closer and closer. With a faint “crack—” sound, the weapon rack beneath the spacecraft lowered, pointing directly at Bai Mo!

The youth stared in disbelief at that black hole of a particle cannon muzzle, sensing the familiar mental power aura on the spacecraft, and felt an indescribable sharp heartache.

He wants… me to die?

For a moment, Bai Mo almost lost the courage to resist.

He wants me to die.

He wants me to die… If I’m dead, he can be with someone else…

The youth’s eyes were red, and he pinched his palm desperately, forcing himself to gather his spirits. In a breath, several silver ice blades suddenly sliced across the sky—

The spacecraft’s weapon rack was fiercely sliced off and crashed to the ground!

However, the spacecraft didn’t slow down at all and came straight for Bai Mo!

The youth watched the spacecraft coming through the air, the searing airwave hitting him in the face, and he didn’t even have the thought of dodging.

Wanting to perish together? …That’s fine too.

As you wish.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he did his best to control the instinctive boiling and rage of his mental power, standing still in place.

Come on, I won’t resist.

The spacecraft kicked up a surge of searing hot air. Bai Mo closed his eyes, feeling the scalding heatwave hit him in the face, quietly waiting for his fate.

There was no impact, no pain.

The spacecraft whistled past him, and then there was a giant explosion.

“Boom!!”

With this loud sound, Bai Mo felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen. Stiff and dazed, he slowly turned around.

Not far behind him, the wreckage of the spacecraft was burning fiercely. The demonic flames seemed to swallow everything.

And beneath the distant command tower, eight high-energy particle cannons appeared, their huge black barrels glowing with an ominous dark red, having evidently just gathered an unimaginable amount of energy.

The barrels of the eight high-energy particle cannons were focused at one point—himself.

And that single massive converged particle beam had been blocked by the spacecraft… It was an almost suicidal way of blocking.

Bai Mo understood something, yet he understood nothing at all. His mind was a complete blank, and his whole being was shaking involuntarily.

That person’s spacecraft had circled back and lowered its weapon rack not to kill him, but… it had aimed at the cluster of particle cannons behind him.

He had destroyed the other’s weapons, so the other could only use the body of the spacecraft to block that beam of high-energy particles.

Bai Mo stared fixedly at the pile of burning spacecraft wreckage that was still undergoing minor explosions. Suddenly, he let out an extremely piercing sound and then lunged toward it!

At the same time, the giant net of ice shards in the sky lost the support of its master’s mental power and turned into a torrential downpour, pouring down.

Bai Mo knelt and crawled in the mess after the explosion, desperately searching with his bare hands in the charred wreckage, fumbling haphazardly, completely disregarding the scalding temperature and sharp metal edges: “No, no…”

A moment later, his originally white palms were already covered in blood, and the flesh was twisted and mangled… yet he didn’t even have any sensation, only frantically searching…

At some point, several Light Realm Knights and some armed special police gathered one after another near the spacecraft wreckage.

The rebellious base owner and dozens of rebels had already been captured, but no one cared about them at all.

Under the night sky of torrential rain, no one dared to make a sound.

That cold and fastidious ruler of the empire was now simply like a disheveled madman. Under the pouring rain, in the pile of explosive wreckage, he was frantically searching and fumbling everywhere…

It looked almost comical.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Mo was soaked through, with large patches of his palms and knees a mess of blood and flesh, yet he found nothing.

In fact, after such an explosion, there wouldn’t be any remains.

Bai Mo knelt dazed in the torrential rain, his sculpture-like face covered in rain. He seemed to have finally realized that he would find nothing.

After a long, long time, he stood up somewhat sluggishly. This cold ruler of the empire, this Super-S class special-type controller, swayed slightly as if he couldn’t stand steadily.

Then, he looked around dazedly, his voice very small: “Where are you? Come out, don’t scare me… I was wrong, I won’t ever do it again…”

At this moment, he didn’t look like the master of the empire at all; he was almost like a stray cat abandoned by its master in the heavy rain, lost and pitiful to the extreme.

Lu Xing was being held by two Light Realm Knights, standing in the torrential rain, also soaked through.

He looked at Bai Mo coldly and suddenly said loudly: “He’s already dead!”

Bai Mo turned his head extremely slowly and glanced at Lu Xing.

That lifeless glance made everyone’s heart go cold.

Bai Mo stared at Lu Xing for a while, then suddenly became agitated: “You’re lying! He, he won’t leave me, he was so good to me…”

Lu Xing’s eyes were also red. He looked at Bai Mo and laughed almost cruelly: “That’s right, he indeed was very good to you. Then you should be very clear that he died to save you… You finally understand now that he really liked you. How about it, aren’t you happy?”

Bai Mo’s lips were shaking violently: “You’re lying, he won’t leave me… he won’t… You actually dare to curse him, I’ll kill you… I’ll kill you.”

A sharp transparent ice blade slowly formed between his fingers, lightly pressing against Lu Xing’s pulsing carotid artery.

Lu Xing looked at him without concern, even smiling as if in provocation: “You’re truly pitiful.”

The tip of the blade slowly entered the flesh for half an inch, and a trickle of blood flowed down.

Bai Mo suddenly shook his head, withdrew the ice blade in his hand, and said softly: “Forget it, he’ll be unhappy later.”

He no longer paid attention to Lu Xing’s cold mockery and turned around of his own accord, curling up to sit in the pile of charred spacecraft wreckage.

He held his knees tightly, just like that small boy under the Twilight Boundary Marker ten years ago, quietly waiting for someone to walk out of the sandstorm and reach out to him.

“I was wrong.” He murmured as if to himself, “I did something wrong and made him angry, so he doesn’t want to see me… then I’ll wait for him here. When his anger subsides, he’ll come back.”