Survival in Sequences: Eighteen Years Old, Slaying Monsters Like Horses

"Brother, are you really not blaming me?" Xu Miaomiao raised her head, her eyes, which were exactly like Xu Si's, glistening with tears.

"It's all my fault, Dad, and Mom..." she said, her tears finally flowing.

Xu Si's fingers paused for a moment, but in the end he just gently patted the top of her head.

"It's not your fault!" Xu Si didn't know how to comfort him, because the root of the problem could ultimately be traced back to him.

Xu Miaomiao lowered her head, and the twelve law patterns on her back unfolded again, like newly healed wounds, still faintly translucent.

Those divine messengers, who had been corrupted by chaos for countless years, seemed to have come back to life. They stood up from the ruins of the defensive line and looked at Xu Si with complicated expressions.

Then they all knelt down.

"My lord." A stone elf, battered and broken, struggled to move his body.

"You...you're here to take over the front lines?"

Xu Si did not answer immediately.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over this desolate land that had once inspired awe in even the gods.

The defense line was already dead in name only; the fragmented remains of the divine messengers, eroded by chaos, were the last bricks of this defense line.

Every face was once a prodigy in a world, but now they can only wait here to be chewed up inch by inch by chaos.

"You are free," Xu Si said.

Although chaos may re-emerge on the front lines, it would take at least thousands or tens of thousands of years for it to return to its previous scale.

Xu Si almost completely cured the chronic illness in one go.

For Xu Si, this is a case of "difficult for those who don't know, easy for those who do."

The divine messengers were stunned.

free.

This word was as foreign to them as some ancient language that had long been lost.

"But...but if we also retreat, chaos will return..." another divine messenger said in a trembling voice. They seemed to have become accustomed to it, numb, and at a loss.

"Let's go! We don't need you here anymore!" Xu Miaomiao suddenly said.

She slowly stood up, her body still a little weak, but her back was straight.

At this moment, the aura of creating laws on her body had stabilized, and the twelve law patterns flowed like twelve slender galaxies, giving her pale face a bit of vitality.

"From now on, the front lines are no longer needed." Xu Miaomiao's gaze fell on Xu Si's back, the back she had longed for for so long, now wider than she could ever remember.

Xu Si nodded in agreement.

He even hoped there could be more places like this.

Xu Miaomiao recalled that just now, Xu Si was like a pillar stabilizing the sea, forcefully inserted into the very center of this chaotic storm, stirring up the destructive power that once made the gods tremble, making it become thinner and thinner until it dissipated completely.

Xu Si looked up.

Beyond the defensive line, the gray-black chaos had almost completely dissipated, but further away remained a chilling darkness.

The darkness was like a gaping maw, silently devouring all light and laws.

The messengers kneeling on the ground hesitated and were confused, unsure of how to leave.

They looked at each other, their bodies limp in the air, as if they had been abandoned with an immense burden.

Finally, a lizard-god with only half a body used his tail to support himself on the ground and said in a hoarse voice, "My lord, we have long forgotten where else to go. We beg you to take us in."

"We hope you will take us in, sir!" They were messengers from various deities, but the methods Xu Si had just displayed were beyond what even deities could accomplish.

They wanted to return home, but they dared not, fearing that Xu Si was testing them.

Therefore, they could only choose the safest approach.

Xu Si thought for a moment and said, "Since you are willing to follow me, I will certainly not treat you unfairly!"

Immediately, thousands of laws surged from his body, erasing all the methods left by the gods on these divine messengers, and then marking them with their own.

That wasn't all; he stretched out his hand, and infinite laws emerged.

He actually started to create a world by hand, and it was a huge medium world at that.

The small world that existed within him had vanished without a trace as the Gate of Return to Nothingness opened and chaos was infused into it.

And this new world was just the right place to house these divine messengers who had come to seek refuge.

Xu Si flipped his palm over, and the chaotic energy in his palm surged like boiling water, expanding outwards in all directions from him.

Soil, air, water, light...

The power of twelve laws flowed and intertwined between his fingers, each stroke like a stroke of creation, outlining the contours of a brand new world.

The earth unfolds in the void, mountains rise, rivers rush, the sky is like a dome, and stars slowly rotate at the highest point.

A medieval world.

It is a complete and even vast middle world, which can be considered extremely large even in the vast galaxy.

No god could do that, or do it in such a short time.

The messengers of the gods stared in disbelief, looking up at the sky.

Many of them came from small worlds that had been shattered and destroyed, while others came from middle worlds that had been largely swallowed by chaos.

As they gazed upon this new land, the azure sky, and the surging waves, many of the divine messengers, whose emotions had long since become blurred, knelt directly on the grass, their shoulders trembling violently.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you, sir!"

hoarse cries echoed through the new world.

Xu Si didn't say much, but simply separated a few laws and imprinted them on the divine messengers.

It serves both as a constraint and a protection.

As for the Sword Demon Clan, he also placed them in this middle world.

"These are my dependents. From now on, you will obey the orders of the Sword Demon Clan and do not cause trouble!" Xu Si warned.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

"..."

Although the elders of the Sword Demon Clan were somewhat uneasy in the face of so many divine messengers, given the difference in life levels, they still chose to remain unyielding as a matter of face for Xu Si.

Xu Si did not treat them unfairly, directly infusing them with the power of laws, promoting all the remaining elders of the Sword Demon Clan to the ninth level of the Demonic Realm.

This place may become a new stronghold for humanity in the future.

Seemingly remembering something, Xu Si took Jiao Jiao out of the dark building.

First, use the law to completely cleanse his body of any remaining traces of the plague, and then awaken him.

Xu Miaomiao's gaze lingered between her brother and the girl in front of her.

When Jiao Jiao opened her eyes, she was greeted by a sky she had never seen before.

The sky was so blue it didn't look like Earth; it was as if it had been washed with the purest energy laws, and even the wispy clouds were bright white.

"Xu Si..." She sat up groggily and instinctively grabbed the hem of Xu Si's clothes.

"Where am I?"

Xu Miaomiao stood three steps away, tilting her head to watch this scene. Her long gray hair fluttered gently in the wind, and the twelve law patterns had faintly flowed behind her again, like colorful ribbons or flowing rainbows.

"Sister Jiao Jiao, thank you for taking care of my brother all this time!"

"Brother?" Jiao Jiao's mind hadn't fully processed what was happening. She looked at Xu Si, then at Xu Miaomiao, and then at her surroundings, becoming more and more confused.

"Your sister?"

"Hmm." Xu Si reached out and pulled Jiao Jiao up, the power of the law washing over her to confirm that no hidden dangers were left behind.

Although my sister and the creation are now using the same body.

But after witnessing Xu Si's methods, he created...

Obviously, this wouldn't affect Xu Si and his sister's reunion at this time, and what's wrong with having another brother?

"Don't rush to ask. How do you feel about yourself?" Jiao Jiao's situation was actually quite tragic. Being chosen once or twice was hard to say whether it was because she was too close to Xu Si and was influenced by fate.

Jiao Jiao's face flushed red. She shook off Xu Si's hand and took a step away from him. After thinking for a moment, she took half a step closer.

This series of small actions never escaped Xu Miaomiao's eyes.

Xu Miaomiao sized her up, while she was also sizing up Xu Miaomiao.

Then she seemed to realize something, because Xu Miaomiao gave her a very strange feeling.

"Deities?"

Then she seemed to realize something. She was a Sequence Nine herself, so the one who could make her feel something strange must be a god.

Xu Si remained noncommittal.

"You are... a deity? Xu Si's sister is a deity?" Jiao Jiao stared at Xu Miaomiao, her Adam's apple bobbing as she repeated her words in disbelief.

"Wait here for a while, I have something to take care of," Xu Si interrupted her.

His gaze returned to the depths of the void, as if trying to penetrate this newly born world and see further into the distance.

"I'm going too!" Jiao Jiao was terrified of the feeling of losing.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon!" Xu Si reassured him.

Thinking of the people Fu Xiaojian had taken hostage, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Brother, let me go with you! Was it Order who tried to kill you back then?" Xu Miaomiao seemed to have sensed something as well.

"Of course you have to go!"

Xu Si definitely had to take her with him, because she was Fu Xiaojian's last target. How could Xu Si feel at ease if he didn't have her by his side?

……

In the distant void.

Fu Xiaojian walked slowly and steadily.

A straight path of light, paved with dark golden laws of order, stretched out beneath his feet. Each step he took was like stepping on a node extending from some predetermined rule, precise, composed, and without the slightest error.

He doesn't need to catch up.

The threads of order that Hades buried in the laws of plague are like fishing nets cast into a river; no matter how Hades tries to escape, he can only futilely wag his tail within the net.

As long as He is not cleared away, He will remain in the web.

At this moment, Hades was curled up in the shadows of a dying white dwarf star.

Half of his body was already being eroded by dark gold patterns. Those threads ran from his chest to his spine like some kind of living vine, each one slowly but firmly tightening around his true form of law.

"Damn it...damn it...damn it..."

To be honest, He was greedy. If He hadn't risked choosing a vessel in God's selection, He wouldn't have gotten into trouble.

But why did He have to get involved?

He gritted his teeth, gripped his left arm, and yanked hard.

He tore his entire arm off himself, and a large amount of dark green law mist gushed out from the cut, trying to expel the threads of order from his body.

However, in the next instant, the threads at the severed arm had regenerated, even denser than before.

"it's useless."

A familiar voice came from above.

Hades was startled and looked up.

Fu Xiaojian stood a thousand feet above him, his hands behind his back, and dark golden laws of order unfolded from behind him like countless semi-transparent chains, completely sealing off this star field.

"From the moment you chose that container, you were already in my net. You know that yourself, so why waste your energy?"

He had been searching for a vessel chosen by other gods since the beginning of his selection process, so how could he possibly fail?

Hades slowly straightened up, half of his face was covered with dark gold patterns, but the other half of his face still held the arrogance of an old god.

"Order, do you really have absolutely no sense of compassion?"

Fu Xiaojian did not answer immediately; instead, he used the Law of Order to exert his power and gently pressed down.

Hades felt the entire void shrinking, the law field that sealed the star field was like a cage being gripped tightly, the space getting smaller and smaller, and the room for him to move around was getting smaller and smaller.

"Affection?" Fu Xiaojian spoke again, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"What kind of affection do we have? If joining forces to defeat fate counts, then I'd rather kill you than let Him kill you."

Hades' pupils contracted violently.

Today is destined to end badly.

"Next time, don't be so greedy?"

The moment the words fell, the chains of order across the entire sealed starfield tightened simultaneously.

Hades let out a shrill, distorted roar.

His true form of law exploded completely at this moment, transforming into a vast expanse of dark green insect mist. Each mist insect carried a trace of the origin of the plague law, frantically fleeing in all directions.

If even one of them manages to escape, he will have a chance to reassemble his true form.

This was His last resort to save His life.

"Even a cornered beast will fight back." Fu Xiaojian shook his head as he absorbed the plague law.

He raised his right hand and gently tapped the air with his index finger.

Countless dark golden lines of order lit up at the edge of the sealed star field. The threads that had been buried long ago burst out from the bodies of every fleeing mist insect, like pre-drilled stakes, pulling the entire insect mist back.

Hades' consciousness was frantically transmitted among countless mist insects, each thread strangling, assimilating, and exploiting them.

He felt his existence being torn apart page by page by an invisible hand.

"Order! Order! Are you really going to wipe them all out? Are you really going to abandon the front lines?"

Before he could finish speaking, the mist insect also failed to escape.

"The front lines? What do the front lines matter if I succeed?"

Millions of dark golden threads, wrapped with dark green plague laws, intertwined in the void to form a giant cocoon, and the power from Hades' origin poured into the center of the cocoon like a tidal wave.

Fu Xiaojian stretched out his hand, palm facing upwards.

The dark green plague law coiled and struggled between his fingers, finally calming down, like a tamed snake, slowly burrowing into the core of his law.

"Finally..." Fu Xiaojian closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and looked satisfied.

The mysteries of Ophina, Hades' plague, and the life and wisdom she had long planned for, along with the remaining laws of battle and destruction, and fragments of the laws of fate, all now returned to order.

It's all together, almost all together. As long as the creator on the front lines dies, everything he has accomplished will be a success.

He's only missing creation.

All that's missing is that creative individual who's stuck on the front lines and can't get away.

With the death of mystery and plague, the situation on the front lines will inevitably collapse, and creation will also die.

Creation ultimately cannot escape his calculations.

This was the deadly trap he had set.

"Xu Si..." He slowly opened his eyes, his pupils now completely transformed into the color of the laws of order, a dark gold so rich it was almost tangible, like two suns that never rise or fall.

You can save someone temporarily, but not forever.

He suddenly laughed, a laugh full of arrogance.