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Chapter 639 Meeting Again
"Who are you?"

"Why do you know me?"

Upon hearing this, Gu remained vigilant and asked in return.

"My name is Jun."

"As for why I know you... I don't know either."

"A long time ago, I had a feeling that you would come here, that you would stand before me."

The young man adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting the cold light of the passageway, and calmly met Gu's gaze.

Gu fell silent. The other person's words were hard to understand, but he could sense that this guy who called himself Jun had no ill intentions towards him.

Jun seemed to see through his confusion and, instead of delving deeper into the issue, changed the subject and got to the point:
“I know why you’re here. I can help you destroy this hell.”

These words instantly pulled Gu back to reality from his chaotic thoughts.

Indeed, now is not the time to delve into these vague and uncertain destinies; rescuing our imprisoned compatriots is the only priority.

He suppressed all his doubts, and his gaze became sharp and resolute once more:
"How to do it?"

"The experiments conducted by the Celestial Serpent Clan unexpectedly granted me some... special abilities."

Jun lightly tapped the air with his fingertip, and an invisible wave of spiritual energy spread out.
"I can sense the structure, defensive deployment, and... energy flow of most areas within this fortress."

I can guide you and help you avoid all unnecessary battles.

He paused, his tone becoming serious.
"However, there is one major problem that we must solve first."

"What trouble?"

"No. 1."

Jun's gaze pierced through the prison door, looking into the deeper darkness of the fortress, and he slowly uttered a word that seemed to freeze the air.

"No. 1?"

Gu frowned; the name exuded an inhuman coldness and ominousness.

"Ah."

Jun nodded and began to explain.
"You should know that on this cursed land, humans could not cultivate like other races. Our only path to transcendence was a power called [Magnetic Field Rotation]."

Gu nodded. His teacher had told him about this. Before the cataclysmic changes in the world, humans could not cultivate or master the extraordinary. The only power they could rely on to fight against all races was the rotation of the magnetic field.

Later, for reasons unknown, the world released its suppression of humanity, which allowed extraordinary humans to emerge.

"The essence of the rotation of the magnetic field is not to create power out of thin air, but rather to 'borrow' power from a higher-dimensional, ineffable, and magnificent existence."

Jun used a vivid metaphor,

"Each of us is a water pipe, and the source of power is a boundless water tower."

For years, the Celestial Serpent Clan has been frantically capturing humans to study the origins of this power, attempting to control, replicate, and even mass-produce it.

"And 'Number One' is the culmination of their research over the years, a culmination of their work, a twisted creation."

"What on earth is that?"

Gu pressed on, his ominous premonition growing stronger.

"They forcibly fused the bodies and minds of thousands of people together using an unimaginably cruel technique, creating a huge 'life container'."

Their goal was to twist countless thin water pipes into a single, incredibly thick main pipe, thereby... harnessing a much larger and more terrifying force.

A flicker of sorrow and anger flashed in Jun's eyes.
"'Number 1' is that monster that served as an experimental prototype."

In my observation, the power it can channel is comparable to that of a true holy deity.

Holy throne!

The word struck Gu's heart like a hammer. He had recently killed a Saint with his own hands and knew all too well how terrifying those levels of beings were.

"It was precisely because they controlled 'Number One' that they were able to capture someone... even the Celestial Serpent Clan wouldn't dare to provoke them easily."

"Who?"

“A ‘foot man’”.

Jun uttered this term that circulated among all races: "Foot Man?"

"It is a special existence among humans, said to be a creation of some great being, possessing immense power and inconceivable immortality."

"The 'foot men' are the backbone of our human race's direct confrontation with all other races. And the one they captured is one of the strongest among the 'foot men'."

Jun's tone grew increasingly serious.

Gu instantly understood Jun's implication.

To destroy this base, the enormous threat posed by "Unit 1" must first be dealt with.

The best way to fight against "Emerald" is to release the imprisoned, equally powerful, and immortal "footman" and let him draw the fire.

"Where is he?"

……

Deep underground, in a special cell that cannot be located by any means of detection.

There is no light, no sound, and even the passage of time becomes blurred.

Yang Lie, naked, was suspended in mid-air by dozens of thick chains engraved with energy-suppressing runes. His limbs were spread out at a twisted angle, and his body was covered with hideous wounds, like a piece of rotten meat hanging haphazardly in a slaughterhouse.

He didn't know how long he had been locked up here.

A week? A month? Or longer?
In this absolute darkness and deathly silence, the senses lose their meaning; only endless torment and the cold touch of the chains are eternal.

Those bastards from the Heavenly Serpent Clan know him all too well.

Not only did they understand the immortality of the "foot man," but they even had a clear grasp of his inherent personality.

They used the lives of thousands of human refugees as bait to set up a blatant conspiracy.

Even knowing that there was an abyss ahead, he had no choice but to jump down without hesitation.

For him, death was simply returning to camp to be resurrected, and life would have a second chance.

But for ordinary people, life is only given to them once.

Then he was suppressed, captured, and hung here.

These days, he has become the most precious experimental subject of the Celestial Serpent Clan.

Various bizarre energy shocks, mental invasions, gene stripping... countless tortures were inflicted on him, just to test him and the limits of the [Magnetic Field Rotation] power he possessed.

"Damn it... I wonder how much longer I'll have to stay here..."

Yang Lie cursed silently in his heart.

His respawn point is set in the last human stronghold, the Human City.

But the other party clearly wouldn't give him the chance to commit suicide.

They will only torture him again and again, squeezing every last drop of value out of him, until they find a way to completely kill the "foot man".

Now, all we can do is hope for a rescue... if anyone can find this godforsaken place.

"Click... Buzz—"

A faint whirring sound of a mechanism turning rang out, followed by a blinding beam of light tearing through the endless darkness.

The heavy, special alloy door of the cell slowly opened.

Yang Lie subconsciously squinted, adjusting to the long-lost light.

In the interplay of light and shadow, the outline of a tall figure gradually became clear.

It was a golden suit of armor that he knew all too well, radiating a divine glow.

Virgo Gold Cloth!
There is only one person wearing this armor...

Yang Lie's eyes widened suddenly, a surge of joy welling up inside him. With all his might, he hoarsely called out that name:

"Huh?! Deputy Commander Zhang Qi?!"

(End of this chapter)