It was hard to tell whether it was that single word, “Uncle,” that struck a nerve, but in the end, Sinsid solved everything in under ten seconds.
Yes, because Beiyuan had returned, he had set a new record.
With a stylish gun spin, Sinsid hooked Silver Star back onto his waist with a flick of his finger. But he didn’t stop to savor his exceptional performance this time— he immediately walked back to Beiyuan’s side.
Just before the boy was about to speak again, the man clutched his chest and bent over as if stabbed by a knife, unable to bear it. “No matter what you want to say this time, please, don’t call me that.”
Beiyuan glanced at him mockingly, deciding to let him off the hook for now. “I was originally going to praise you and congratulate you on your new record. Now you know; that’s enough. I won’t say anything more.”
“? No, I really want to hear the details. How can you just leave it at that?”
Beiyuan ignored the man’s frustration.
Seeing that Sinsid had no time to entertain any wild guesses, he raised a hand and pointed. “Now that all the obstacles have been dealt with, what will those two do?”
Naturally, he was referring to the Wind King and Ghost Spider Lady, still locked in a standoff at the middle gate.
Those two had been fighting for a long time with no sign of tiring.
Though they had taken out those spider monsters to protect the Western Corridor Plains, they had unknowingly helped the Wind King.
The Phoenix Bird, originally blinded and entangled, was now free of interference and unleashed its full firepower.
Ice spikes evolved into larger ice cones, and hailstones the size of basketballs rained down, each strike precise, tearing up the plains and leaving craters of various sizes.
Even Beiyuan’s position, initially outside the affected area, was gradually turning into a battlefield.
Luckily, the Ice Phoenix had just given birth and couldn’t join the chase. Otherwise, with the couple teaming up, the Western Corridor Plains would already be frozen for a thousand miles.
But at this rate, the plains weren’t faring much better— destruction was just a matter of time.
“Do you think trying to calm down the Wind King now will work?” Sinsid asked as he pulled Beiyuan aside.
Beiyuan was skeptical. “That depends on what method you use.”
“—It hurts!!” Suddenly, on the battlefield, Ghost Spider Lady’s leg was enveloped by the Wind King’s freezing aura. With a crack, the frozen leg shattered along with the ice.
She immediately lifted the broken limb and screeched, her sharp voice spreading like a shockwave on the wind. “Damn it! Damn you, Sinsid! Why do you always have to ruin my fun? Why do you always interfere?!”
If it weren’t for that man killing her little darlings, she would have escaped the Wind King’s pursuit under the spider monsters’ cover by now! Her plans had been destroyed more than once— why hadn’t that man died yet?!
Ghost Spider Lady’s ingrained thinking led her to assume it was Sinsid who wiped out the spider monsters again, completely overlooking Beiyuan standing beside him.
Beiyuan was very pleased with Sinsid’s full-on hatred. He glanced at Ghost Spider Lady, who was about to enter a berserk state, and decided to finish things quickly.
Suddenly, the sinister danger she felt was palpable. Every spine on her body bristled like goosebumps as if something unimaginably terrifying was staring her down.
Not once before— facing both the Wind King and Ice Phoenix at the same time— had she felt such overwhelming pressure.
Ghost Spider Lady instinctively turned her head and fixed her gaze on Sinsid, but then her eyes landed on the small boy slowly raising his hand next to him.
The child seemed to sense her gaze, even offering a slight smile. His pale cheeks and golden eyes shimmered as if glowing under the sunlight.
Yet, under that gaze, she suddenly trembled all over, giving rise to an absurd thought.
Without time to think further— perhaps just a cunning and intense survival instinct—the woman’s mouth opened wide in a terrifying manner and she swallowed the egg she’d been holding tightly.
A pity, she thought, originally wanting to wait for the egg to hatch. The taste would have been better then, and it would have granted her even greater power.
From a distance, Beiyuan, mid-charge, saw this and immediately shifted his attack, throwing a golden light.
At this moment, the Wind King, who witnessed its child being eaten, completely exploded. If earlier it was only rage, now it was a reckless willingness to burn its life away in a mutual destruction!
The entire sky and earth echoed with the Wind King’s agonizing cry. From the Extreme Frost Valley, another mournful, desperate call seemed to answer in response.
“…This isn’t good,” Sinsid’s expression darkened. His left hand twitched, as if preparing to act.
Beiyuan suddenly spoke, “I already wrapped the egg in my power. Even if Ghost Spider Lady swallowed it, it won’t be harmed.” He looked at Sinsid, surprised, “She probably won’t absorb the expected energy. She’ll realize it soon enough. Then it’s your problem. Got it?”
Sensing the worried look Beiyuan cast at his left hand, Sinsid relaxed and tipped his hat with a smirk. “Of course.”
As if on cue, at the climax of the fierce showdown between the enraged Ghost Spider Lady and the utterly irrational Wind King, both dashed forward in perfect sync, each choosing a target.
Sinsid’s left hand and arm rapidly transformed from flesh to machine in his sprint—a secret known only to a few, including his once close friend Beiyuan: the Cowboy Leader of the Western Corridor Plains was actually a cyborg.
The man’s left arm had been modified into a weapon of immense destructive power. The cold silver mechanical limb gleamed as a ring of light appeared before his outstretched fingers.
Dense streams of data scrolled across the light circle, and the silver mechanical palm opened to reveal a hollow black cavity.
Calculation, targeting, charging— all completed in an instant.
The silver Light Cannon fired straight ahead.
Beiyuan’s approach, by contrast, was much simpler. Holding a small stone he’d picked up, he rapidly closed in on the Wind King, saying, “Your child is safe. Calm down.”
Though he said it, Beiyuan knew it was likely useless. The crazed Wind King ignored all words, even categorizing Beiyuan, who had rashly charged in and posed a threat, as an enemy.
So Beiyuan stopped talking and threw the stone.
Meanwhile, the Yan King, crouched on Beiyuan’s shoulder, could no longer bear the extreme cold and opened his huge maw to roar at the frost-shrouded Phoenix Bird.
The Wind King’s body glowed icy blue to resist. The ice rapidly expanded underground for tens of meters, cracking the earth beneath them.
It let out a high-pitched cry, slamming a wing into the ground as if willing to die along with everything else, intending to drag everyone into oblivion.
This was truly a battle of gods.
Blasts of light exploded; beastly roars and human screams mingled; scorching breaths and biting cold swirled; flesh and machine clashed.
Even though Beiyuan and Sinsid tried to stop it—setting aside Sinsid’s side for the moment—Beiyuan understood the Wind King’s berserk state. He couldn’t bring himself to kill it.
Eventually, with the addition of a small stone to the battlefield, the fight was somewhat contained. Yet an unprecedented wave of energy still exploded across heaven and earth.
Storm clouds shifted, and the sun and moon seemed to reverse.
Except for Beiyuan, who was unharmed, everyone else was shaken, their minds foggy, unable to respond.
Beiyuan, landing lightly and calmly, was the first to spot the transparent vortex suddenly appearing at the battle’s epicenter.
The swirling portal was about the size of a door.
The surroundings were distorted, and within the vortex floated chaotic colors and objects, all twisted and intermingled. Fleeting streams of code flowed through, indistinct and confusing.
From this vortex, Beiyuan felt a spatial force. Some fleeting familiar scenes inside it caused his eyes to widen slightly.
Ghost Spider Lady, badly wounded and barely clinging to life, also sensed the spatial fluctuation. She twitched her leg and, using a spasming arm, propped up her upper body.
Beiyuan noticed her movement toward the vortex and shouted, “Stop her!” then rushed forward himself.
Receiving the signal, Sinsid trusted his friend without question. Without asking why, he pushed off with his foot, ignoring the splitting pain in his left hand, and grabbed one of Ghost Spider Lady’s legs.
But the woman, eyes bloodshot and fierce, immediately severed her own leg.
In the second Sinsid was stunned, she pushed herself forward desperately toward the vortex— if she escaped this time, she vowed to return and slaughter the entire Western Corridor Plains, turning everyone into nests and feed for her little darlings!
However, just as she was about to reach the vortex, her momentum stalled. She looked back— and saw Sinsid again.
Sinsid said, “Sorry, I can’t let my friend down.”
Ghost Spider Lady cursed, “Damn it! Why!!”
“Then let’s go together!” she snarled, her entire face twisted. She didn’t know what state the vortex inside was in— maybe it would shred them all to pieces! Hahaha, might as well all die together!
Sinsid was pulled forward as she yanked him with all her might.
Honestly, if they hadn’t just been through a huge battle and were all exhausted and battered, this little tug wouldn’t have moved him an inch.
Beiyuan saw this and, passing by the battered Wind King lying pitifully on the ground, quickly said, “I will bring your child back,” then hurried to Sinsid’s side, grabbing the edge of his cloak in a flash.
Thus, Sinsid held onto Ghost Spider Lady’s leg, Beiyuan clung to Sinsid’s cloak, and the Yan King, nearly falling, clung tightly to Beiyuan’s neck— together, they all tumbled into the vortex.
Suddenly, the entire Western Corridor Plains were left with only the Wind King, lying alone on the ground, the only sound the blowing wind.
It wasn’t until passing Players noticed something was wrong, stepping into the war-ravaged battlefield, that this explosive news quickly spread.
Countless Players flooded into the plains, trying to deduce from the clues what kind of battle had taken place.
The more they pieced together, the more chills ran down their spines. Exclamations of “Holy crap!” burst out: “That kind of destructive power… what kind of god just appeared here!?”
Players who moonlighted as Detectives analyzed the scene. At least three factions had clashed here, all top-tier, god-level powers. They all wished they could rewind time to witness that legendary battle firsthand.
“So, does anyone know what happened in the end? Where did those people go?”
“You’re asking us? We want to know too!”
Meanwhile, in the Sarn Star Domain of the real world, Empire Star, Sarn Planet.
“Chief, here is a document. The subordinates said you should review it immediately,” the Attendant Officer respectfully handed a terminal to the elderly man at the top.
The old man was the current Sarn Leader, the de facto ruler of the domain, governing its various affiliated planets and races for nearly a century.
Although the elder was now in his twilight years and far weaker than before, no one in the domain dared show him disrespect.
“Is this the battle report from the A7 Border against the Insect Race?”
“No.” The attendant bowed his head, hesitating. “I heard them say it’s about… a game.”
“A game?” The old man furrowed his brows deeply, making the attendant nervous. But he did not press further. He took the terminal and opened the only file’s video.
The elder’s gaze was sharp and cold at first but began to tremble as a figure appeared.
Especially when a golden dragon howled to the sky in the footage, as if heralding the world’s arrival, the elder’s breathing suddenly grew heavy.
The attendant, bowing low and waiting, seemed to hear the faint sound of the terminal cracking in the elder’s grasp.
Curious and shocked by the rare emotional display, he did not dare look up.
After a moment, the video neared its end, freezing on the final scene— an empty sky above the Yunshang Nation.
It was as if a person’s heart emptied along with the figure’s disappearance.
The elder sat silently for a long while. Only when the attendant worried about his health did the elder finally speak in an inscrutable tone, “Has he seen this document?”
The attendant was momentarily stunned but immediately understood who he meant. “No, Your Highness has been training in the chamber and hasn’t come out yet.”
Thinking of his troubled son, the elder sighed and then said gravely and decisively, “Inform them to block all information about this game within the Royal City from now on. He must not learn a single thing.”
The attendant: “…Yes!”