There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 279, The Destroyer of the World (Part 2)
Later on, the men in this advance team even sacrificed their lives for the cause.

Mutual rescue, mutual cover, and those heart-wrenching shouts.

In the translation of the Gods' Game, Xiao Yang was able to understand what these guys were saying.

The more he understood, the more he found himself unable to hold back.

"Live!"

"We will win!"

"A mighty warrior never sheds a tear!"

These were the words he uttered as he pulled the crew out of the last psionic mech of the advance team.

Looking at the guy who was staring at him with a panicked expression.

For no apparent reason, a murderous intent welled up in my heart.

Xiao Yang hesitated. He sensed something was off, a feeling of unease that had crept in without him noticing.

He just grabbed the guy in his hand like that.

The action paused.

Suddenly, a huge tower slowly approached.

A Newt man wearing a gilded cloak and holding a huge scepter appeared before Xiao Yang.

The other person's gaze fell on Xiao Yang.

At first, there was a sense of solemnity, until suddenly, as if they had glimpsed something, a sense of relaxation arose.

"Is this the lord?"

"A powerful being from the native plane."

"How could such a powerful being as you be able to be nurtured in that plane where magic is so scarce?"

"It seems that even if we conquer them, we can't kill them all. We still need to keep some of their bloodlines for research!"

These words made Xiao Yang make up his mind. With a slight exertion, the pilot of the psionic mecha in his hand died on the spot.

In most cases, he shouldn't be so bloodthirsty.

But the race before us seems to be an evil one!

"If it's an evil race, then it doesn't matter!"

Xiao Yang raised the rusty giant axe in his hand once again.

A new round of killings has begun.

He stood in front of the crack behind him with an almost forceful posture, like a gatekeeper, or even more like a war god.

The guy in the gilded cloak spoke with great authority, but his actual strength was only so-so.

Xiao Yang thought he was some kind of powerful figure who didn't take the lord's rank seriously.

To be able to say something like that, I think it must be at least an epic statement.

But in reality, it was only a half-step epic.

"Just a half-step epic level?"

Let alone those who were only half-epic, many true epics died at Xiao Yang's hands.

What posed a greater threat to him was not this incredibly arrogant half-epic figure, but rather that enormous black tower.

The terrifying beam of light it gathered almost pierced through Xiao Yang again.

When was the last time?
It seems to have been when they were facing that four-legged construct knight.

It's a pity that it's too bulky, and once you have a defense, the hit rate is just so-so.

Throughout the fierce battle, Xiao Yang barely moved. Without external interference or any means of restraint, the spatial rift behind him slowly began to heal.

His mission was about to be completed.

Defend the world, and after completing this round, you will be able to advance to the true epic level.

Just as the spatial rift was about to completely close, a small, black plane began its return journey.

Humans in world 33214 do not possess such powerlessness; their research into the extraordinary seems to have yielded a slight breakthrough, even though that slight breakthrough has only just begun.

However, there's no need to reveal this little secret now.

A true guardian of the world is at the forefront, and apart from a reconnaissance ship, nothing else has managed to get behind Xiao Yang.

The rift in the world has been completely closed.

Xiao Yang successfully completed his task, but the promotion notification did not appear.

His worst fears came true; sure enough, this advancement was also influenced by a certain evil god who had been watching him all along.

Xiao Yang seemed to be in a killing frenzy, and his actions did not stop even as the spatial rift behind him closed.

He felled that enormous tower.

With a piercing sound, the massive tower crashed to the ground, the creaking of twisted metal echoing as this tower, both a weapon and a city, collapsed with a deafening roar.

Countless Newts died in this horrific collapse.

Some of the lucky ones who survived were buried in the ruins, and cries of despair and screams could be heard.

These sounds awakened Xiao Yang, who was somewhat bloodthirsty.

Before him, amidst the twisted ruins, a desperate cry rang out.

Xiao Yang paused, reached out, and pulled aside the rubble in front of him. A little girl named Newt, covered in blood, appeared before him.

His movements froze again, and he seemed somewhat dazed.

Suddenly, a sentence rang in my ears.

"Didn't you say you would never let evil go unpunished?"

Aren't all these guys evil?

Why should we stop?

"Evil is evil, and good is good, isn't it?"

"If it's evil, then why kill them all?"

"Why not just kill them all!"

It must be said that this provided the Pale Hand with another excellent angle of attack. During this period, although Xiao Yang had been avoiding the issue, it must be admitted that the rules he set for himself were not absolute, or even perfect.

One of the biggest vulnerabilities has emerged.

"The world is not black and white."

To some extent, the Newt army and the Newt king's invasion of other worlds were undoubtedly evil, utterly evil.

However, evil also has two sides.

These guys aren't like those demonic cultivators who kill for power or simply for fun.

It's not the kind of evil that can be completely eradicated. If you kill a hundred of them, then those hundred are not innocent at all.

These beings are evil to the races they encounter in other worlds, but undeniably good to themselves.

The rescued little girl, covered in blood and trembling, picked up a sharp piece of metal from the ground with a sob in her voice.

"You killed my father! You monster!"
With a ferocious expression, it charged towards Xiao Yang, slamming whatever it was holding into Xiao Yang's body.

At this moment, Xiao Yang sighed.

I no longer care to distinguish right from wrong.

His words became firm and resolute.

"I think I did the right thing."

Amidst the frantic thoughts swirling in his mind, Xiao Yang gave himself an answer that wasn't really an answer.

It is said that the most difficult thing for a person is to talk nonsense with their eyes open, and Xiao Yang has undoubtedly reached the pinnacle of this skill.

His hands didn't stop moving; he snapped the little girl's neck.

The slaughter continues; the world destroyer has begun its operation.

At this moment, even the pale hand became inexplicably silent, and its frantic words faltered slightly.

"I think I did the right thing?"

This is truly a crazy answer, yet Xiao Yang seems genuinely certain of it.

Amidst the ruins, Xiao Yang dragged out the dying high priest.

From what he heard, Xiao Yang learned the number of worlds these guys had destroyed.

This is the fourth one already.

What a colossal sin! At this moment, Xiao Yang was even more certain of his thoughts.

"You can't just enjoy the resources and then say you have nothing to do with everything that was destroyed, can you?"

Xiao Yang put the dying sage down.

In his final moments, this great sage used his last spiritual energy to examine Xiao Yang.

Having received the results, I suddenly opened my eyes wide in amazement.

"Why would I have provoked such evil?"

The words of resentment end here.

This great sage died with his eyes wide open in dismay.

Although Xiao Yang still resembled a human being, he was becoming increasingly insane.

………….

In the real world, with the end of that exaggerated scene, the brief live broadcast that was simultaneously broadcast to everyone around the world came to an end.

Many questions and doubts arose.

The biggest problem is...

"What the hell is this?"

If it was a prank, then who could have pulled off such a harmless prank? If it wasn't a prank, then what does this scene represent?

This prank didn't leave nothing behind; there was still some physical evidence.

That reconnaissance broadcasting ship was dispatched in advance to confuse the target and detect these things.

After witnessing the closure of the world passage and the annihilation of the advance team, it easily chose to surrender.

The world passage was first opened in a certain Eastern power, but instead of being severely damaged in this terrifying invasion, it was a real, living alien and an alien spaceship that survived.

This gave them a significant head start.

Perhaps because they didn't want to see this major Eastern power seize the initiative, or perhaps they wanted to make their presence felt, the unreliable president of a certain major Western power across the sea did something unexpected.

As a result, a video was released openly and allowed to circulate in the media.

For a time, many media outlets claimed that the Western world had saved the world.

The armor worn by the savior who saved the world is clearly in a Western style.

This is a firsthand, immediate video of the standoff and battle.

I just don't know if the editor didn't understand Chinese, or something else.

The video ends precisely after this statement.

It was at this very moment that Xiao Yang was being violently bombarded by various lasers.

The clearest memory of this point in time is not anything else, but a word pronounced extremely clearly.

"Grass!"

For a time, besides causing a sensation around the world, it was like watching a movie; most people's first reaction to this amazing reversal was to burst into laughter.

The bizarre turn of events completely swayed the public's perception of the incident, making it seem like a massive prank.

Aside from the reactions of ordinary people, the reactions of the top leaders in various countries were completely different, and more often than not, they were a subtle and indescribable sense of bewilderment.

The elements piled up are simply too chaotic and bizarre.

Aliens are real, alien invasion is real, the savior is real, the savior in Western armor is real, but the savior in Western armor shouting Chinese and spewing out national essence is also real.

And those exaggerated scenes might actually be real.

All of these things are true, but why, when put together, do they seem so unbelievable and thought-provoking?

How could I not feel lost?
"It looks fake."

(End of this chapter)