Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 306, Section 036: The Girl Finally Makes Her Decision

The sea breeze at night was damp and cold, slapping against Jin Ziyue's face, making his whole body feel icy.

I've always heard that there are always mountains beyond mountains, but people tend to have wishful thinking, feeling that those so-called top giants are still far away from them.

Only when you truly confront these top-tier White Walkers will you understand that the world is vast and there are many extraordinary people.

If we cannot confront these forces head-on, then all our ideals and beliefs are just empty talk.

Mori Ginjiro slowly stepped forward, looked the boy in front of him up and down, and said decisively, "You have nowhere else to go."

His long years as a monarch instilled in him an aura of dominance over the world, and even a single glance from him could evoke a strong sense of threat.

Jin Ziyue remained silent.

Behind Mori Gin-Nari, Takeda Harunobu, wearing a helmet with a large white forehead and piercing eyes, slowly walked forward, his armor clanging.

"To fight, or to surrender?"

He was very decisive, glancing at the girl behind Jin Ziyue, and said, "If you surrender, I will guarantee your and the woman's safety."

The two great demon kings simply stood there, exuding an imposing aura without anger, like looking up at a mountain, unable to see its peaks, making it hard to breathe.

The experts behind them had different personalities. Some listened silently to the negotiations between the two sides, while others showed curious expressions, stretched their necks, and ran their tongues over their teeth. Even more so, they stared at Fu Qin behind Jin Ziyue and revealed meaningful smiles.

"No need."

Jin Ziyue continued to stare at them coldly.

They were all tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves; the word "compromise" had never existed in Jin Ziyue's dictionary.

If... he really has no other way out, he still has one last card to play, and if he's lucky, he can take the vast majority of people down with him.

"very good."

Mori Gintoki nodded and turned to walk back. Just before rejoining the crowd, he turned back, his eyes meaningful, glancing at Jin Ziyue out of the corner of his eye, and said:
"In my destiny, the soul cannot escape. If you think you can escape by faking your death, you've miscalculated."

"Besides, you're of no use to me. Young man, you'd better not overestimate yourself."

Having said that, the Western Kingdom's foremost strategist waved his hand and indifferently said to the horde of Others before him, "Kill them."

"Yo!"

Several ill-tempered individuals cheered, grinning widely, and strode out of the crowd, relying on their burly build.

Many of the White Walkers are vicious and wicked, but few are unruly; this is a testament to their power and status.

A burly man with a black chest and leopard eyes walked out. Behind him was a one-eyed man with a pompadour. One after another, many experts came out and each of them used their incantations.

The effects of the "Culprit" spread.

The force field of "wish fulfillment" interferes with everyone's trajectory.

The phrase "[Blood Splattered, Throat Seal]" is subtly becoming more active.

[The hunter's heart rejoices at the sight of the prey], [The angry lion thirsts for the steed], [A desperate army is bound to win], [The wounds and fears run deep]...

The seven emotions and six desires: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, desire, life and death, and the senses of hearing, sight, smell, taste, and touch (Note ①).

A pile of oaths and otherworldly spirits, more or less revealing their ferocious expressions, seem to want to tear Jin Ziyue apart.

……

Jin Ziyue felt the girl behind him tightly clutching the hem of his clothes and shrinking closer to his back.

He turned around and glanced at Fu Qin.

The girl was pale, the blood from the sword's scratches on her face hadn't stopped flowing, and she was somewhat dazed, instinctively clutching Jin Ziyue's clothes.

Jin Ziyue gave the girl an apologetic look, his eyes like the last ripple of a dried-up spring.

Tick ​​tock——!
Fu Qin was stunned. She snapped out of her hesitation and reached out her hand, but Jin Ziyue had already turned his head away.

Wait, wait a minute—!
In the blink of an eye, the boy's face turned frosty as he strode towards the White Walkers!
The Others had already rushed in, wielding weapons, firearms, spells, and illusions, their numbers overwhelming.

In that instant, Fu Qin was at a loss for the first time, as if she were watching something she cherished being completely destroyed before her eyes.

Jin Ziyue's face hardened, and he shouted, "Die!"

A light gradually emanated from his body, like the morning star in the polar night, faint yet resolute.

In the blink of an eye, his body scabbed over, black charcoal slowly formed on his skin, and even his clothes decomposed into ash, with a soft light spreading out.

Like a spring that was about to dry up, a clear spring miraculously flowed out.

The White Walkers who rushed forward were stunned. Touched by the soft light, they could only stare in astonishment at their hands, which slowly turned to carbon and scattered into fragments.

The ground. All the carbon-related sand, decaying leaves, and debris were covered with a layer of black, like ink spreading radiating from the ground.

Even worse, some people rushed into the ball of light with weapons, and when they came out, the black charcoal blocks still resembled human figures. They took a few more steps forward due to inertia before finally breaking into pieces.

When that light shone on Fu Qin, the [Carbon Aura] on Fu Qin's body was activated, spontaneously forming an invisible and intangible protective shield. The white light was as gentle as water, flowing over the fragile, bubble-like shield.

"Back up! Quickly!"

Many of the White Walkers standing at the back shouted.

They were surprised that the other party had such bizarre methods.

Mori Ginjiro coldly watched the scene before him, stopping Takeda Harunobu, who was about to make a move.

"It's a backlash. The man offered himself up as a sacrifice to fate."

"Was the ability to generate such a force field born of a willingness to die?"

Takeda Harunobu nodded in affirmation. When the light screen spread over to him and Mori Gintoki, it could not advance an inch.

……

Fu Qin stared blankly at Jin Ziyue, who seemed to have emerged from a cocoon, her pupils suddenly shrinking.

She reached out to touch Jin Ziyue against the light, but found herself unsteady on her feet, struggling even to walk.

Jin... Ziyue...

The girl stopped, resigned to her fate, her eyes lowered, and the strands of hair on her forehead were blown about by the airflow, obscuring her vision.

……

Darkness filled the entire space.

Like the final rays of light fading as a movie ends, erasing the entire world from view.

A voice drifted out:
Hello, are you still there?

The girl asked softly in a clear, cool voice.

"Have you decided yet?"

The response she received was from another calm female voice, whose tone seemed to have witnessed the vicissitudes of life, yet revealed gentleness, like a reserved and gentle neighbor lady.

"I'll accept anything as long as it can save him." The girl seemed to have already made up her mind, and her tone was calm as she responded.

"it is good."

The world returned to silence.

……

In the soft white light, [Eason Carbon Gas] was fully activated.

Bathed in the warm light, the Others inexplicably associated themselves with concepts like "redemption" and "liberation," quietly waiting for the white light to purify them.

After the [Carbon Gas] got out of control, it triggered a carbon storm that led the weak White Walkers to their gentle destruction.

The price was the man's life and soul, which were constantly being consumed until they were completely exhausted within the core of light.

Suddenly, the light burst open like a cocoon.

Originally, the white light was gentle, yet it was filled with murderous intent, with deadly danger hidden beneath its gentleness; accompanied by a shattering sound, the ball of light stopped expanding, and the chilling killing intent came to an abrupt end.

A few breaths later, the ball of light collapsed rapidly like a deflated balloon, eventually shrinking back into a single mass.

The original caster, Jin Ziyue, had already perished, perhaps turned into charcoal and disappeared.

You should know that when the fateful words turn against you, he will be the first to be swallowed up.

The beam of light was surrounded by twinkling stars, slowly rising into the sky and striking the huge barrier, creating ripples like water droplets.

"Oh no, his soul is breaking free from my suppression!"

Mao Liyin's expression changed slightly.

Over a thousand years of cultivation and practice—how could he just leave like that? How could this kid possibly have such an ability?
"Let him go."

The woman's voice was soft and ethereal, yet it was like thunder in the sky, booming loudly in the ears of the otherworldly beings.

At this moment, everyone noticed that the girl Jin Ziyue was protecting was still standing there quietly.

The girl looked up and surveyed the crowd, her eyes calm and serene.

Just a glance from them was enough to send shivers down most people's spines, and the thought of worshiping them would involuntarily arise in their hearts.

It's out! Much better this time...

Note ①: There are many versions regarding the seven emotions and six desires. Here, "seven emotions" refers to the Confucian seven emotions, and "six desires" comes from "Lüshi Chunqiu".

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