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"Stop making futile efforts or attempts. Setting off the Antimatter Bomb and destroying this place is the best destination for Xiao Ting. There’s no way to save her; the most I can do is let her rest in peace. There can be no better outcome."
After a moment of silence, Song Guilong turned his gaze away from the black hole and looked at me.
"The way out, Old Xiao should have told you. Go on, you don’t have much time. I need to find Xiao Guolin before Cao Mingzhe finds Old Xiao. Whether you can escape depends on your luck; I might have to set off the Antimatter Bomb as soon as possible to destroy this place before the main entity awakens. Good luck to you."
With that, Song Guilong slightly bent his legs. "Please believe me, when I stabbed you, my heart was heavier than yours. But at that moment, I had to do it, not for myself. Also, along that path, I left you a gift; I hope you like it."
"What did you leave?" I asked, both curious and anxious.
"You'll see. Of course, that’s only if you’re quick enough and manage to survive to get there."
As soon as Song Guilong finished speaking, he waved his left hand gently and threw a Black Longsword towards me.
The moment I reached out to catch the Black Longsword, Song Guilong vanished.
Even though I was mentally prepared, the Flashlight couldn’t keep up with his speed. However, I didn’t think he disappeared at the highest point in space; it felt like he vanished mid-air, as if there were another space or door in the darkness.
Tang Yumo and A-Yong ran towards the spot where Song Guilong had disappeared in disbelief, while I jumped into the black hole and then back out again…
I frantically darted around the black hole, while everyone else silently watched my performance, including A San who lay on the ground.
"Zhang, are you planning to keep jumping around here until this place is destroyed? Or are you going to take us away?"
Hearing Jack's words, I weakly sat down beside A San and said, "San Er, let’s go back."
"We need to hurry. I think Song Guilong is more decisive than Fatty. It’ll be hard for us to buy any time." Jack said as he grabbed A San's arms and threw him onto his back.
Compared to European standards, A San was like being carried like a chicken on Jack's back.
I picked up Xiao Guolin's head and stuffed it into my backpack. At least I could report back that I had found Xiao Guolin. Then I sheathed the Black Longsword behind me.
The sword was quite heavy, especially considering its thickness. The blade of the Black Longsword was three fingers wide, with the thickest part of the spine measuring less than half a centimeter. Yet, it weighed more than twice that of the Hakka Straight Knife. The spine of the Hakka Straight Knife was nearly a centimeter thick, making it suitable for use as a chopping knife.
"Run," I said weakly. "I hope we can outrun Song Guilong."
Tang Yumo and A-Yong looked at me with uncertainty.
I could only shake my head at them. "There is no Dequantize; we have all been deceived by Cao Mingzhe's nonsense."
Tang Yumo asked stubbornly, "What reason could he have for deceiving us? He wouldn't just bring us here for no reason."
I pointed upwards. "You know."
I nodded at Jack, who understood and began to run back the way we came.
Then I turned to Tang Yumo. "Keep up. You heard the conversation earlier; this place will soon be destroyed, and nothing will remain. Any questions can wait until we return to Ground."
"But that's not what I saw," Tang Yumo insisted.
"What do you mean, what you saw?"
"In the vision I had, you were supposed to be the one to destroy the Eternal Gate, not a bystander."
"Your foresight is flawed. Haven't you realized by now? I am not an Awakener. The one who destroys the Eternal Gate is not me! I can't even enter the black hole. Wake up, Saintess."
With that, I turned and ran towards Jack.
My relationship with the Hakka People, especially with Tang Yumo, was difficult to define as either enemy or ally. Initially, we had threatened each other, then began to use one another; now we were comrades in shared suffering, forced to cooperate in order to survive and return home.
Their performance against Song Guilong earlier touched me slightly; even my hatred for A-Yong had lessened.
I quickly ran into the extremely high corridor, hearing the footsteps of Tang Yumo and A-Yong behind me.
Jack was carrying a heavier load than I was. It didn't take long for me to catch up with him. I called out to A San, who was lying on Jack's back pretending to be dead, "Is it affecting communication with Fatty? If possible, can you listen to what he's doing? We can't afford to lose him halfway."
"He left the cave and is heading towards Rally Point. It seems he knows our general situation and that I can hear him. He’s been reminding me… no, reminding you to hurry up. If he can't find us at Rally Point, he'll come looking for us."
Hearing that Fatty was finally safe, the tension in my nerves eased a bit. This was the best news I had heard so far.
"What about the others? How are Da Zhang and the others?"
A San shook his head. "I haven't heard anyone else."
The flicker of joy that had just risen in my heart was extinguished by this news. I couldn't help but shout, "Damn it!"
"Brother Qiang, how are you? Your injury isn't too serious, right?"
As I ran, I touched my abdomen. There was still a dull pain inside, but it no longer affected my movement. There was no time to unwrap the bandage for a check, but pressing on it revealed no pain on the surface; it seemed to be healing better than expected.
I shook my head at A San. "I'm fine. Still holding up. How about you?"
A San looked miserable. "It feels like a bone is broken."
I tried to comfort him. "Hang in there; we need to get out of here before we can think about getting medical help."
Suddenly, I remembered something and asked Jack, "What about that warrior? The one with Xiao Ting?"
"He's dead." Jack glanced at A San. "He took a knife for A San. Maybe Cao Mingzhe didn't really want to kill A San; otherwise, that knife wouldn't have been easily blocked by someone else."
After hearing this, I lost all interest in talking, and so did everyone else. In the empty corridor, only the varying sounds of footsteps echoed around us.
After running for a long time without rest, everyone was exhausted, yet not a single person suggested taking a break. Everyone knew that stopping could mean never getting back up. Even a moment's pause could cost them their lives. Time is life!
The path was almost straight, with some branches along the way, but Jack seemed to have marked his route, or perhaps he had an exceptional memory. In any case, he didn’t linger at any of the branches and led us swiftly past them.
I had no recollection of this stretch of road and couldn’t offer any suggestions; I could only follow behind him and run as hard as I could.
"Haah..."
The moment I burst out of the tunnel, I took a deep breath. Finally, I was leaving that cursed place.
"You’re late."
Suddenly, just as I was about to exhale completely and let my guard down, a voice echoed in my ears.
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