I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

“You think there’s no hope here, but I don’t think so.”

Cleopatra said flippantly.

"Your definition of humanity is too narrow. In a world that is already like this, sticking to old ways will only lead to extinction."

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“I have witnessed civilizations from distant worlds, where humanity exists in a completely different form than it does now. We do not need to be bound by the past.”

Upon hearing this, Hippocrates's gaze shifted.

"Was this rain something you expected?"

He asked.

"Look, a new era has arrived."

Cleopatra pointed behind Hippocrates.

The doctor turned around and saw that the once quiet street had suddenly become agitated. Amidst the rustling sounds, a fleshy spider crawled out.

Each of those spiders was extremely twisted, as if they contained the deepest malice in the world. They pulled up the dead citizens one by one and transformed them into equally hideous monsters. Soon, the entire street was full of such creatures.

"These are the new citizens of Utopia, and they will make this city great again."

Cleopatra said, her tone calm, but her eyes burning with fervor.

"You're crazy."

Hippocrates knew that Cleopatra had probably come into contact with some evil gods from other worlds and was ultimately seduced into choosing this method.

Of course, according to Cleopatra's idea, these alienated citizens were indeed "saved" by her. For Utopia, this did allow the city to withstand more risks and survive natural disasters. Therefore, she was not bound by the rules.

These citizens were already dead, but their resurrection and transformation into monsters does not constitute murder.

However, given that she made this choice, it's hard to say whether Cleopatra can still be considered human.

"You never know what our world will suffer. Under the invasion of alien pollution, only proactive evolution can ensure survival. As for the human form and civilization, those are things that can only be considered after survival."

Cleopatra said it with a hint of regret.

“Unfortunately, Hippocrates, I thought you were someone who could understand me.”

A glimmer of light appeared in her eyes, and her ideal world began to emerge in her vision.

Suddenly, Cleopatra noticed a figure approaching not far behind Hippocrates.

This was not the visitor she had expected, and she wanted to take a closer look at the person's appearance.

Then, a dark, despairing mass of flesh appeared in his field of vision.

In an instant, countless murmurs rang in Cleopatra's ears.

It was as if a heavy hammer had struck her brain, and the Queen's consciousness went completely blank.

Chapter 890 Mission Failure

In an ideal world, all appearances are deconstructed, leaving only the purest truth.

Therefore, what Cleopatra is seeing now is the essence.

The indescribable mass of flesh gleamed with a mesmerizing metallic sheen, with wisps of smoke emanating from it like tentacles. The flesh was riddled with countless indentations, as if hiding many eyes. Just looking at its writhing appearance was enough to send chills down one's spine and drive one to the brink of madness.

In the instant she looked into the distance, a flood of knowledge rushed into her mind, accompanied by countless incomprehensible murmurs. Cleopatra felt a burning sensation, and crimson blood immediately flowed from her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. The tremor of her soul made her shudder.

Cleopatra immediately closed her eyes, pulling her gaze away from the ideal world and back to reality.

Only then did she realize that there was a person standing where the lump of flesh had been.

It's Lu Ban.

Lu Ban was also troubled at this moment.

In his vision, the silver text appeared indifferent and cold.

[Choose a faction and help them obtain the Saint's position: 0/1 (Failed)]

[Survival until the rainstorm ends: 0/1]

It has failed.

This was the first time Lu Ban had encountered a mission failure.

It's gotten to the point where he's almost at a loss.

Fortunately, at least I'm still alive.

Lu Ban saw Hippocrates and immediately came over. However, when he saw Cleopatra standing at the entrance of the Philosopher's Hall where Plato was, he already had a vague premonition of something bad.

Now, the failure of his mission made him realize that Cleopatra had probably become a saint in Utopia and acquired the name Plato.

Boom—

A bolt of lightning struck the top of the Great Pyramid, knocking down a huge, irregularly shaped stone. The stone rolled down and smashed into a nearby house, completely destroying it.

The next moment, a torrential downpour began.

The torrential rain, like water being poured directly onto the ground, instantly covered the entire city.

The dark green lightning twisted in the rain, like a giant python weaving through it, bringing destruction and ruin to the world.

The rain was green, and every drop corroded the buildings. The air was filled with a pungent, putrid stench. The air, mixed with the rainwater, had a distinct granular feel when inhaled. Every moment in this rain was torture and pain for humankind.

No one could have imagined that the first rain in a wasteland that hadn't experienced a downpour in a century would be so devastating.

The raindrops fell on the flesh-and-blood spider monsters, but they did not change anything. The monsters rejoiced in the rain, their movements became hurried, and they couldn't wait to divide up the last food.

Hippocrates was in the rain, the heavy rain soaking his hair and clothes, making him look somewhat dejected.

"Has it finally come to this?"

He looked at the world pouring down in the rain, at Cleopatra, at the "newborn" citizens of Utopia, and sighed.

Utopia no longer exists. When Cleopatra usurped the position of saint and allowed herself to interpret and distort it, the city ceased to be a paradise for humankind.

But Hippocrates was unsure whether this was right or wrong.

No one knows whether humanity can truly maintain its original form and continue on its path.

In fact, according to the intelligence brought back by Frostheart, the humans in the wasteland now are very different from the humans of the old civilization. They are even new humans who have "evolved".

So who can say that these seemingly hideous flesh-and-blood spiders aren't truly suited to humans in the new era?

However, Hippocrates still harbored a lingering attachment.

If these flesh-and-blood spiders are humans of the new era, then this saint of the old era has no choice but to be buried with the city.

"So this guy is the culprit?"

Lu Ban asked from the side.

"She must have already devoured Plato and become the saint of this city. Now, she has the power to interpret the rules of this city, and we have no way to confront her directly."

Hippocrates replied that Plato had a certain right to interpret the laws of the city, such as the definition of democracy and the definition of citizens. Now that Cleopatra was the master of the city, any behavior that was harmful to her would most likely be punished by the utopia.

This is why Hippocrates never expected Cleopatra to acquire Plato's name. Unless Plato himself was willing to give it to her, Hippocrates would never have seized power by killing Plato.

But now it seems that Cleopatra must have gained extraordinary power by worshipping some indescribable great being, and used this to shield herself from the sanction of Utopia, thus obtaining the name Plato.

"I see."

Lu Ban wasn't too worried.

Now that his main missions have failed, he can only try to survive this storm, and the source of the storm seems to be Cleopatra and the evil god that may exist behind her.

In other words, the health bar has been displayed.

Whether Utopia can survive is not a problem that Lu Ban needs to worry about.

He conjured a silver revolver in his hand [last words] and aimed it at Cleopatra without hesitation.

"What do you want to do?"

Cleopatra was unconcerned. If Lu Ban wanted to attack her, he would inevitably be punished by the rules of Utopia. Moreover, with the power of the names of the two saints, Cleopatra was confident that she could survive even if Lu Ban wanted to trade one for one with her.

Although Lu Ban's true form looks extremely ferocious and contains severe pollution, Cleopatra is also well aware that there is still a deity in this city who gave her power, and no matter what, the deity will not sit idly by and watch the battle taking place here.

Lu Ban didn't say much, but simply put the verbal bullet into the chamber and pulled the trigger.

The next moment, the murmur of the great being pierced through the void and struck Cleopatra with unstoppable force.

Cleopatra tried to dodge or use the ideal world to avoid it, but she found that the attack carried an irresistible force, as if it had existed within her from the very beginning.

She immediately heard some kind of frantic babbling, her vision was filled with countless complex and bizarre patterns, and her skin began to writhe, as if something was about to burst out of her body.

Suddenly, Cleopatra responded.

Her skin, flesh, and bones softened and drooped like a garment. Then, a naked worm crawled out of Cleopatra's body. The worm was long and thin, with thousands of wriggling legs and a four-lobed mouthpart on its head, which was terrifying and disgusting.

This is Cleopatra's true form, the giant worm that inherited the queen's name.

Seeing this, Hippocrates sighed, knowing full well that his time had come.

Chapter 891 The Sound of the Piano

Just as Lu Ban and Hippocrates were fighting against Cleopatra.

Feng Yu stood outside the city of Utopia, watching the fleeing crowds and the city-state already covered by heavy rain.

She could sense that there was an existence in that city that no one could resist, not even her, Lu Ban, or Du Danping.

Even if the leopard itself were to arrive, it might not be able to save everyone from the enemy.

Moreover, Leopard might not be willing to risk his life to help them.

There were still some gaps before the cycle of fate was closed, and Feng Yu pondered his next move.

At that moment, she saw the dark clouds shrouding the city grow even thicker, and crimson lightning struck down, shattering the pyramid.

Amidst the howling rain, a sound seemed to be heard.

Feng Yu listened carefully; it was the sound of a piano.

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