Chapter 1418: The Last Voice of the South Sea Domain

Teacher Ye, enduring the excruciating pain in his mind, forcibly triggered a Thought Storm, stunning all the civilians around him. But this simple action caused him to sway again, nearly fainting on the spot.

Teacher Ye breathed painfully, leaving blood-stained footprints with every step as he walked toward Xiaotao, who was baring her teeth at him...

His pale knuckles slowly tightened around the grip of his gun.

"Teacher Ye...?"

Xiaobai didn't know what was happening, but he could feel that the way Teacher Ye looked at Xiaotao had changed... He stood there blankly, at a loss for what to do.

Xiaotao’s frenzied eyes stared fixedly at Teacher Ye, and her body transformed into a hemp-yellow blur as she charged toward his crumbling frame.

Teacher Ye took a deep breath and activated his ability once more.

The Thought Storm swept through Xiaotao’s mind, temporarily dispelling the frenzy that had occupied her consciousness. Xiaotao, who had already reached Teacher Ye, visibly regained her clarity, and her figure, which had been on all fours, stood up step by step...

Xiaotao looked around at the unconscious civilians as if waking from a long dream, then looked at her own hands, the chaotic memories of just moments ago flooding back into her mind.

"I..."

"What have I been doing?"

Thump—

Teacher Ye’s body finally lost all support and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Teacher Ye!!" Xiaotao cried out in alarm, rushing to his side and trying to help him up.

But the moment she touched his skin, a bone-chilling cold made her body shudder. His pulse, which had almost stopped beating, served as the countdown to Teacher Ye’s life.

Teacher Ye lay on the ground like a pile of mud, his chest heaving violently like a broken bellows, as if he couldn't even move a finger anymore.

Teacher Ye could feel that he had lost control over this physical body. Even his final mental will was about to vanish; Si Zai’s storm was frantically devouring his last bit of clarity.

"Teacher Ye... what’s wrong, Teacher Ye??" Xiaotao was so scared she was about to cry.

"Xiao... tao..."

Teacher Ye’s painful, struggling eyes watched Xiaotao kneeling before him. His hand, gripping the gun, trembled slightly, but he couldn't lift it no matter how hard he tried.

In the end, as if he had decided on something, he fused his final thought into the Thought Storm and swept it into Xiaotao’s mind.

Xiaotao’s body shuddered slightly.

In that instant, she saw so much...

She saw one familiar face after another turning into frenzied monsters; she saw the entire South Sea Domain trampled into ruins by the Calamities of the Forbidden Sea; she saw Teacher Ye tearfully shooting one child after another that he had raised with his own hands...

Xiaotao was stunned. It was as if she had lived through a nightmare, her face turning as pale as paper.

She lowered her head stiffly to look at the figure in her arms.

The blood-stained shirt had frozen into ice in the cold wind. The teacher who had founded the Fusionist faction and raised all the children had now closed his eyes. On his face, which still held remnants of regret and sorrow, there was no longer the warmth of life.

He was dead.

His body had become a rigid block of ice, his thoughts swallowed by Si Zai, returning to the end of nothingness...

Clatter—

Teacher Ye’s hand, which had been tightly clenched just moments ago, had loosened at some point, and a pitch-black handgun slid to the floor.

Xiaotao understood.

She knew why he had come.

"Teacher Ye!!!!" Xiaobai rushed over like a gust of wind, hugging the lifeless Teacher Ye to his chest, wailing in agony like a child who had lost everything.

Xiaotao’s pale, cracked lips parted slightly...

"Xiaobai..."

"Xiaotao, Teacher Ye, he..."

"Xiaobai!!"

Xiaobai’s voice stopped abruptly. He looked at Xiaotao with bloodshot eyes, filled with confusion.

Xiaotao took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

"Xiaobai... do me a favor, okay?"

"...What favor?"

"Carry Teacher Ye out, and then, wait for me outside the door."

Although Xiaobai didn't understand why Xiaotao would suddenly say that, he nodded obediently and carefully carried Teacher Ye’s body on his back.

"Xiaotao... what are you going to do?"

Xiaotao silently picked up the handgun Teacher Ye had dropped, stood up straight, and forced a smile:

"Nothing, just wait for me at the door for a moment... It’ll be quick."

"Oh, okay."

Xiaobai left the room with Teacher Ye’s corpse.

Xiaotao gripped the gun tightly. She looked back at the dilapidated radio station.

Cold wind swirled through the broken windows, covering the equipment and microphone in a thin layer of frost. Messy wires swayed silently in the wind, and behind them lay the devastated city.

As if she had made a decision, she walked straight to the microphone, her hemp-yellow coat fluttering in the blood-scented wind.

She blew gently on the surface of the microphone:

"...Hello?"

……

At the same time,

the radio stations of the major domains, which had long since lost contact and fallen into silence, once again broadcasted a voice from the South Sea Domain.

The Lingxu Domain radio station, which was broadcasting the real-time battle situation of the major domains, erupted in chaos. Voices of shock and surprise rang out:

"Is that a signal from the South Sea Domain??"

"What’s going on? Didn't the South Sea Domain announce its fall ten minutes ago?"

"Did they hold out?? Are there still survivors in the South Sea Domain?"

"—Quiet!!!"

A majestic voice rang out, cutting off all discussion.

A figure in a suit and leather shoes walked to the radio equipment, and everyone fell silent at that moment.

"The government of the South Sea Domain has activated the 'Fall' key... announcing that they have been completely overrun." The man paused, his gaze toward the radio somewhat complex.

"What we are hearing now..."

"Is perhaps the last voice of the South Sea Domain."

At this moment, the entire room was silent.

……

The same scene played out in other major domains.

Tian Shu, Cang Yun, Xuan Yu—domains shrouded in war and despair—all received this voice from the South Sea Domain at the same time. Some already knew the fate of the South Sea Domain, while others were still in the dark, but this young, innocent voice from the South Sea Domain captured their attention.

And the moment that "Hello" rang out,

in an underground palace deep within the Gray Realm, a figure in red, dead drunk on a throne, felt his eyelids twitch slightly.

He seemed to be having a nightmare, half-asleep and half-awake, his brow furrowed... He seemed to find the sound of the radio annoying, and reached out, fumbling blindly to turn it off.

But the next moment, the girl’s voice sounded from the radio again:

"I am a Fusionist, Xi Xiaotao."

The hand in the bright red theatrical robe suddenly froze in mid-air.