I write obituaries for the gods

As if possessed, he bent down, picked up the pistol, and removed the magazine...

The magazine was filled with rubber bullets.

In an instant, Lin Chen seemed to have been struck, his eyes widening in shock.

He recalled the day he went to the foundation headquarters with Professor Jürgen, who was clumsily fiddling with firearms.

"...It can serve as a deterrent, achieving its purpose without actually harming anyone..."

Coincidence? There aren't that many coincidences.

Looking at the pale blue bubbles floating in front of him, Lin Chen recalled the "artificial god" project:

"The essence of a demigod... is to implant ruins into the human body..."

As for the experiment recorded in "The Ideal State" that Jürgen wanted, he had already told Lin Chen about it:

"Objects in the real world cannot enter the depths of the warp, but they can enter the ruins of the depths of the warp."

"The hypothesis proposed in this experiment is that by using high-powered emotional waves, the ruins deep in the subspace can be directly connected to reality, tearing out a channel that allows for normal descent."

He's always like this: he doesn't like planning, he prefers improvisation.

In the final moments of his life, this mad anomaly scientist completed an unprecedented impromptu experiment: using the "ruins" within his own body as coordinates, he guided the W weapon to fire at himself!

He will be pierced by the beam of the W weapon, thus creating a path straight to the depths of the subspace!

He became a bridge connecting reality and the depths of the subspace!

At that depth, humanity will uncover more secrets of the subspace.

More importantly, the cause of Litty's illness will be readily available.

“I will save Litty,” he once said.

Lin Chen was at a loss for words.

Was it a surge of emotions? Or the body finally breaking down? He knelt on the ground, a sharp burning sensation in his chest.

For Litty, for his child, Jürgen gave up everything and willingly became a devil.

Given that, how could he possibly bear to fire a shot at Yudu—his child was there!

How could he bear to shoot Li Zhanyi? He had clearly said that the Rapid Response Division was his second family!

"Remember, you are the hero who killed Euclid."

Lin Chen suddenly understood why he could see Jürgen's memories.

Just as he saw Huihui's memories at school, he observed the history that Jürgen had experienced through the "Mirage City".

When Lin Chen fell into the subspace, he briefly lost consciousness. At that time, it was Jürgen who caught him and brought him to the ruins of the bridge in front of him.

It was that encounter that allowed him to see Jürgen's memories.

Jürgen, or rather Euclid, was prepared for this impromptu performance from that moment on:

He will act as a bridge, replacing the destroyed W weapon host, and guide the W weapon to tear into the depths of the warp.

At the same time, he guided Lin Chen to kill him and become a hero in Yudu.

In this way, Lin Chen will have enough power to protect Liti—to protect the only person Jurgen wants to protect in his lonely life.

No... was this really just improvisation?

Jurgen probably knew all along that he was ultimately outnumbered and outmatched in the power struggle between the Bureau of Investigation and the Foundation, two massive machines.

Moreover, whether it's the super alloy bullet used to shatter masks or the whale-sound bullet that delivers the fatal blow...

Those were clearly handed to Lin Chen personally by Jürgen.

Did this meticulously planned professor foresee from the very beginning that his plans would be thwarted, and that the "ghost of history" would eventually come before him?

He prepared a requiem for himself in advance, and plunged into the depths of the warp with his sins.

All of this is for Litty.

"......"

Lin Chen gently touched the feather pendant on his chest, his expression dazed.

Someone hugged him from behind, and without turning around, he knew it was Li Zhanyi.

"Has the professor left?" Li Zhanyi asked softly.

Lin Chen held Li Zhanyi's hand tightly, and the two of them looked up together at the W weapon's dazzling blue light that tore through the abyss.

"He's gone," Lin Chen said softly.

The mad Euclid died; he died from his own ambition, loneliness, and love.

From the depths of the warp, a distant whale's cry seemed to echo, mourning the fall of a demigod.

......

"The Orca has lost contact. We must immediately enter subspace and provide support to Rapid Response Division 1!"

"No, it's impossible! The multi-eyed sirens are surrounding that vortex!"

Along the coastline, a magnificent, gigantic shadow bared its fangs and claws, while ethereal songs spread in circles through the torrential rain, distorting everything encountered along the way.

In the command center, Hua Molan stared intently at the scene on the screen, her expression tense.

In a short period of time, five fighter squadrons have launched repeated bombing raids on the multi-eyed sirens, but they still cannot eliminate them.

This beta-level anomalous entity last appeared a long time ago, back when it was killed by a demigod.

“One more round,” Hua Molan said softly, “We must speed things up.”

"Om——"

Another fighter jet formation swept across the coastline, flying toward the giant shadow above the ocean current.

Missiles spread out through the rain, whistling through the downpour, and hurtling towards the massive, solid body—

"boom!!"

"boom!!!"

Another round of bombing, but the object remained standing, showing no signs of damage.

"Headquarters, E-02 has completed its attack and is returning to base."

As the pilot was reporting, he suddenly felt a darkness descend upon the sky.

He looked up and saw the tentacles of the multi-eyed siren stretching out at an exaggerated speed, with countless eyes blinking on them.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" the pilot shouted.

Just as the tentacles were about to grab him, the pilot gritted his teeth, turned sharply, and charged toward the tentacles, pressing the cannon trigger:

"For RBAI!"

"Da da da da da da da—"

Machine guns blasted at the giant's tentacles, and the fighter jet was about to crash into its surface—

"boom!!!"

The giant creature's tentacles suddenly shattered into pieces.

The pilot looked up in astonishment and saw a strange wind suddenly rise over the sea. The gale seemed to be restrained by some powerful force, condensing into a physical entity that radiated blue light.

Blades of wind tore the giant creature's tentacles to shreds, and the siren let out a shrill cry as it slowly sank into the sea.

"Chief! Did you see that?!" the pilot shouted.

"I saw."

In the command center, Hua Molan stared at the large screen, her expression even more tense than before.

Amidst the swirling wind blades, she spotted a suspended figure.

Although she couldn't see the details clearly, Hua Molan knew who it was.

Ten years ago, when the multi-eyed sirens approached the coastline, it was this demigod who banished them back to the warp.

F Council, Alpha-level demigod, Triton.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashed and torrential rain poured down.

In the ballroom on the top floor of the Waldaffodil Hotel, Shirena Boswell sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, surrounded by bodyguards.

Facing the figure hanging in the storm, the girl picked up her wine glass and gently swirled it.

“The real war has begun,” she whispered, “Old Jiang.”

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Chapter 150 The Black Star Is About to Rise (Third and Fourth Updates)

A subspace tunnel boring machine slowly approached the bridge and lifted the damaged "Orca".

Along the bridge, Bruce walked back and forth, cursing and swearing, directing the rescue efforts at the scene.

Beside the makeshift medical tent, Li Zhanyi was receiving bandages, while Jiang Zhengge was smoking a cigarette.

“What a cruel twist of fate,” Jiang Zhengge murmured. “It all started with the Iron Horn Bridge, and in the end, it all ended with the Iron Horn Bridge.”

“This is terrible,” Li Zhanyi said in a low voice. “I never thought things would turn out this way.”

“Who could have guessed? Jürgen was so kind and reclusive, living his whole life like an idealist,” Jiang Zhengge shook his head. “No… perhaps it was precisely because he was too idealistic that he became such a madman.”

"What does Liti think?" Li Zhanyi suddenly felt very sad. "Should we keep it from her?"

“She’ll find out someday, but until then, let’s keep it a secret,” Jiang Zhengge said, exhaling a smoke ring. “At least there’s hope for her illness. The logistics team just told me that the hole drilled by the W weapon can reach at least D-7.”

"If we hadn't destroyed the W weapon array beforehand, and if the rain had continued to corrode it for a few more hours, it might have actually managed to get into D-8."

“How could Professor Jürgen do such a thing?” Li Zhanyi clenched her fists. “So many innocent people…”

Jiang Zhengge turned to look at Li Zhanyi and saw the girl's reddened eyes. He sighed softly.

He could understand, after all, Jürgen had always doted on Li Zhanyi and often bought her things.

In Li Zhanyi's eyes, Jürgen had always been a kind elder.

It's like one day you suddenly discover that your father is a serial killer who has committed countless heinous crimes.

Even the strongest heart will shatter because of this.

“Instead of Jürgen, you should go check on your Lin Chen,” Jiang Zhengge pointed into the distance. “That kid’s injuries are no less severe than yours.”

Li Zhanyi looked into the distance: Lin Chen was standing beside a pile of wreckage, looking down and searching for something.

She nodded to Jiang Zhengge, then got up and limped toward Lin Chen.

"Lin Chen".

Hearing the shouts behind him, Lin Chen stood up and turned around.

"Hi," he said softly.

"Hi," Li Zhanyi chuckled.

She came to Lin Chen's side and looked down at the pile of wreckage he had been searching for:

That was a car.

"This is...?"

"I never thought I'd actually find them here," Lin Chen said softly.

He stared at the car, recalling that sunny afternoon when he and Huihui sat together in the back seat, being taken to lunch by the landlord and his wife.

Their destination wasn't a fancy restaurant, just a fast-food chain in the Xiwang District. But Lin Chen remembered that Huihui was especially happy that day. She kept singing, singing the theme song for the upcoming movie "Turning the Tide".

This small car carried a rare ray of sunshine in Lin Chenyu's life.

Now, it lies here, like a fossil forgotten by time.

"Uncle, Aunt," Lin Chen said softly, "I've come to take you home."

Li Zhanyi covered her mouth because she saw what Lin Chen was holding: two tattered pieces of clothing.

Corpses are difficult to preserve in the subspace; if they are not transformed into anomalous entities, they will quickly vanish into nothingness.