After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 84

The precision machines around were shattered one by one by gunfire.

 

The sounds of electrical malfunctions and alarms grew louder and more chaotic.

 

The entire laboratory building fell into disarray.

 

Feng Yu was tightly controlled by Yuanyuan, his hands outstretched and powerless, his eyes wide open, and he emitted strained, wheezing sounds. Yuanyuan’s strength was so great that it was hard for others to hear what he was trying to say.

 

The alarms continued to blare, but despite the alerts, the once-busy communications from the merfolk were now chaotic, with no merfolk voices to be heard.

 

Yuanyuan, still holding Feng Yu, listened attentively to the sounds of destruction caused by Xinghui and the confusion from the merfolk communications.

 

With the guidance of the experimental subjects, the demon clan could quickly destroy their surroundings.

 

Moreover, these experimental subjects, like 071 and 99, who, despite their frail bodies, were not exactly friendly towards the merfolk, and if they did revolt, it would be quite a headache.

 

The pale golden crystal, now quite heavy, did not fly but excitedly rocked back and forth in place, making clattering noises against the already broken container, occasionally glancing at Xinghui and then at Yuanyuan. It seemed eager to come out and confront Feng Yu, smash him, and wreck the equipment.

 

“Wondering why we arrived so quickly?” Yuanyuan said leisurely.

 

“Do you think you’re superior just because you don’t regard others as human and did these things yourself? Where do you get the nerve? Haven’t you been told that if you keep hitting birds, you might get your eyes pecked out?”

 

To Yuanyuan, this person had only created a bunch of things that could endanger the merfolk.

 

Experimental subjects with divine powers, and even some with merfolk mental powers.

 

Were they raising a poisonous insect?

 

Accustomed to being above others, had they forgotten that they too could be brought down?

 

Xinghui had just heard this and turned to look at the demon clan who had pinned Feng Yu to the ground. He was surprised to find that Yuanyuan, who seemed to only know about combat, had some insight.

 

At this moment, Xinghui pointed his gun at the final control panel.

 

The control panel was sparking with electricity but had not yet been completely destroyed.

 

The instruments on it were continuously displaying data that Xinghui could not understand.

 

Moreover, the surrounding forces made Xinghui squint, feeling somewhat unsettled.

 

The energy around the instruments carried the aura of a storm.

 

This equipment was related to the storm.

 

It was likely used by the merfolk to control the storm’s power in the entire laboratory.

 

At the moment Xinghui aimed at the equipment, Feng Yu’s final burst of mental energy caused a brief distortion in space, allowing Yuanyuan to grasp nothing.

 

With Feng Yu’s neck no longer held, Yuanyuan’s expression remained unchanged as he slightly lifted his eyelid.

 

Feng Yu was clearly in a state of madness.

 

“No! You can’t touch it—”

 

The merfolk’s long-standing legacy could not end with him.

 

This was the only thought in Feng Yu’s mind.

 

But the next second, the energy cannon had completely shattered the equipment on the table, and Feng Yu was struck down again by a punch from Yuanyuan. At this point, Feng Yu’s mental energy was completely exhausted, and Yuanyuan had contemptuously stepped on his head.

 

Pale blue hair was scattered on the ground, becoming somewhat grayish. The once-proud king of the merfolk was now trampled underfoot.

 

Feng Yu could not accept this.

 

Though he was young, he carried the legacy of the merfolk kings for thousands of years. He knew everything, including the suffering from genetic diseases, the loss of loved ones, and all the despair and weight accumulated over millennia, which was enough to crush a person.

 

So he had always been doing the right thing.

 

He was doing the right thing, and now Xinghui had destroyed everything.

 

Thousands of years of accumulation were ruined in an instant. Rebuilding what was lost would require several generations of merfolk. Now, Feng Yu’s knowledge and experience were suddenly useless.

 

At this moment, he felt like a mere teenager, only a few decades old, not even considered fully mature among the merfolk.

 

Panic-stricken, his true nature was far from the composed facade he had maintained.

 

Everything was completely destroyed!

 

Such a blow was unbearable for Feng Yu, who had never faced defeat before. He looked at Xinghui and could not help but glance at the excited pale golden crystal that was still vigorously tapping on the surrounding containers.

 

The pale golden light stimulated him, especially with the golden-haired boy’s shadow trapped inside the crystal. The sparkling golden hair had the same slightly curled curve as the black-haired divine figure, outlining his pale, somewhat soft chin. Although he could not make a sound, his golden eyes were fixed on Xinghui, with no glance spared for him. He looked obedient, like a child waiting for a parent to return.

 

This scene seemed to trigger something in Feng Yu, who continued to struggle even without his mental power.

 

“I’m not wrong, what I did was right—”

 

After destroying everything around him, Xinghui let out a long sigh, holstered his gun, and turned to look at Feng Yu.

 

Seeing the previously cold and wise merfolk king now appear as a child who couldn’t get what he wanted, with tears streaming from his pale blue eyes.

 

Xinghui tilted his head slightly, feeling a bit confused.

 

Feng Yu was indeed different from what he had imagined.

 

But Xinghui’s expression remained unchanged.

 

Everything should be over now.

 

But this calm expression only made Feng Yu’s actions more intense, his voice growing sharper.

 

“What’s with that look? What we did was right, what our race did was right. The power of the storm is increasing. Just a few more times, and the abyss and the gods will be completely unable to resist the storm. We were just saving ourselves! … You, born as a divine being from the start, probably find it strange why we made such choices. But you, with only one generation’s experience, will never understand—”

 

Though it was their conspiracy that succeeded, Xinghui had actually lived well during his time on the Brilliant Star. At least he was well-fed and taken care of there, and in the demon clan, he was directly elevated to the peak.

 

Divinity was just for this generation.

 

As time passed, the one bearing all the burdens was still their kind.

 

“No, I don’t find it strange.”

 

Having destroyed all the equipment, Xinghui felt the heavy burden in his heart lift. His eyes were actually devoid of much emotion, but overall, they were cold.

 

“I believe that behind every incomprehensible perspective is a life I have not experienced or seen. I won’t find it strange and understand that individual choices differ. But as your opponent, I cannot agree. Whatever actions one takes, one should pay the price for them, shouldn’t they?”

 

Feng Yu was momentarily speechless.

 

Xinghui’s pupils seemed to emit a faint golden light, as if reacting to the intense emotions within him.

 

“You care about your race’s survival, and the future of the interstellar world, pretending to be a savior. Look around here. Do you think you’re saving anyone?”

 

Feng Yu finally realized something was wrong.

 

He stared blankly with his mouth agape.

 

“Only this bit of faith, and the divine fragments have already left. Your power—hasn’t weakened?”

 

It seemed to be continuously increasing?

 

The divine fragments had returned to the pale golden crystal, opening another switch for Xinghui’s power. Xinghui’s strength was gradually rising, completely different from what they had guessed.

 

It wasn’t that he was using the power of the divine fragments; it was as if he had been sharing his own power to protect these small fragments. When the fragments returned, his power did too.

 

The distant golden-haired divine figure also heard Feng Yu’s words. He finally made eye contact with Feng Yu, though he did not fully understand the situation, he still deliberately flashed a malicious smile at Feng Yu.

 

His brother was amazing!

 

His brother was different from other gods!

 

He felt this way from the moment he was about to be born.

 

Feng Yu was still under Yuanyuan’s foot.

 

He muttered, “How is this possible?”

 

Divinities were all the same—so why was Xinghui different?

 

Just at that moment.

 

When Xinghui had just let his guard down, the instrument controlling the storm’s power in the laboratory suddenly began to shake violently.

 

The surrounding storm forces also went out of control.

 

Xinghui snapped his head around.

 

“What’s happening?”

 

Wasn’t everything over?

 

Yuanyuan, almost instinctively, released Feng Yu and moved towards Xinghui.

 

A violet-red rift appeared behind Xinghui, quickly enveloping him and swallowing the small divine being in an instant.

 

Yuanyuan followed closely and rushed into the rift.

 

Feng Yu gained temporary freedom, coughing violently as he scrambled to his feet.

 

“It’s the storm. As Xinghui’s power continues to grow, the storm feels threatened—”

 

Divinities cannot withstand the storm. The abyss can only repel the storm, maintaining a delicate balance for thousands of years.

 

The storm had long noticed the weakening divine and abyssal powers over generations and had been waiting for the balance to be broken. But with Xinghui’s appearance and the rising power connecting to the storm through its forces, the storm grew fearful.

 

It felt that if Xinghui continued to grow, he might one day tear open a rift and completely obliterate it. Therefore, it sought to pull Xinghui into its space before he could fully mature and prevent this from happening.

 

Feng Yu was still in a panic, watching the violet-red rift slowly shrink uncontrollably.

 

Inside the room, both Xinghui and Yuanyuan had vanished. The golden-haired divine figure seemed stunned. The golden crystal leaped out of its container and rolled towards the violet-red rift.

 

Feng Yu’s first thought was to run. As long as he was still alive, the merfolk’s legacy would continue. Even if something happened to Xinghui, they could still find other ways to deal with the storm, and future storms would produce new divinities.

 

But seeing the pale golden crystal quickly entering the violet-red rift, Feng Yu couldn’t help but take a few steps forward.

 

“You’re just a flawed product like me—there are other opportunities—”

 

Feng Yu was a bit frantic, his voice unsteady.

 

Indeed, aside from the merfolk, no one knew that the current merfolk king had once been a ‘flawed product’ in his youth.

 

Unanticipated by others, never given much hope, abandoned by everyone.

 

It seemed to touch on the deepest secrets of Feng Yu’s heart.

 

Memories of his parents and elders’ disappointed eyes at his mental disabilities.

 

They had concluded that he could not inherit the royal legacy or continue the merfolk’s mission.

 

But later, he had used experiments to complete his mental power and gained the royal legacy. He had been striving to fulfill the merfolk’s tasks for thousands of years.

 

And the divine fragments, as part of the plan, gave him a sense of finding a kindred spirit.

 

Shattered and unnoticed, left aside, replaced by fakes, and now even his power was incomplete.

 

Were they not very similar? He had been kind enough to him, and no merfolk would treat experimental subjects so gently—

 

The golden-haired divine figure inside the pale golden crystal was disdainful of this claim.

 

The surrounding pale golden light kept flashing.

 

Feng Yu finally heard his voice.

 

It was a raspy, youthful voice filled with irritation and disgust.

 

“Flawed product? Who do you think you’re talking to? Bastard, at least someone had expectations of me! Who would want your miserable life? Hmph!”

 

He seemed regretful that he couldn’t deal with Feng Yu personally, his cold tone extremely hostile, filled with intense annoyance.

 

But obviously, the older brother was more important.

 

The pale golden fragments quickly entered the closing rift.

 

Feng Yu’s expression darkened.

 

The ongoing ‘role-playing game’ had been brutally exposed, and every word struck at his sore spots.

 

He didn’t want to admit it but had to face reality. Feng Yu quickly came to his senses; he had to leave.

 

With the lab in chaos, he should seize the opportunity to hide and find a way out. Since this was a space constructed by the merfolk’s mental power, escaping amid the confusion wasn’t too difficult for him, as long as he could hide and avoid capture.

 

The merfolk legacy could continue.

 

Breathing heavily, he had just managed to rise when someone pressed down hard on his back.

 

Then a sharp pain struck his neck.

 

The smell of blood filled his nostrils.

 

From the reflection of the shattered container by the golden-haired divine figure, Feng Yu saw his current state.

 

The floor was gradually stained with blood, and a small knife was stabbed into his neck.

 

The once timid and obedient experimental subject, gasping for breath, had blood continuously pouring from his mouth, his eyes filled with rage as he pulled the knife out and plunged it back into his neck.

 

Feng Yu didn’t have time to react.

 

This went back and forth several times.

 

Until Feng Yu’s breathing ceased entirely.

 

The merfolk king, who had never cared for others, was stabbed to death by an experimental subject he despised most, at his weakest moment when his mental power had dried up.

 

99 swayed, nearly collapsing on Feng Yu’s back, but he still managed to stand, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and slowly moved to a corner of the room.

 

His eyes had lost their luster, and the antennae on his head, not belonging to him, drooped due to his fading vitality.

 

He had lied.

 

With his full strength, he could not only bring Xinghui and Yuanyuan over.

 

He had reserved some power for this moment, to find an opportunity and personally deal with this person.

 

As a result, the artificially created mental power was completely shattered, unable to be pieced together again, and his vitality slowly dissipated along with the broken mental power.

 

He was beyond saving.

 

He was very clear in his mind.

 

The modified experimental subjects were like porcelain made from various shards, bizarre and fragile, maintaining a delicate balance that could be easily shattered, leading to death.

 

He was just the most ordinary experimental subject, not expected to live long.

 

He used to be very afraid of death.

 

But now, oddly, he felt no fear.

 

His mind wandered through many memories.

 

Because of his weak mental power, he was abandoned by his family, then, due to his appearance, was offered as a gift to the powerful. After several twists and turns, he was bought by the merfolk, only to end up in the laboratory.

 

He wasn’t keen on dying in such a place.

 

Especially next to Feng Yu.

 

He found it unlucky.

 

But at this point, it didn’t matter anymore.

 

The young boy slowly let his head droop, trying to curl up in the corner.

 

The last remnants of his consciousness pondered—

 

This divine being seemed quite formidable. Without him, he might never have reached this point. Maybe he could even end the storm…

 

It was fine.

 

It would allow him to rest peacefully.

 

Although, saying this, it seemed like it would have nothing to do with him in the future.

 

99 quietly closed his eyes.

 

Outside was still chaotic, but the laboratory had quieted down, with not even a single breath to be heard.

 

—Brother, 99 came to fulfill the promise.

 

Came to be with you as family.

 

I wonder if you found a safe place—so they can consider it home.

 

**Author’s Notes:**

 

Golden-haired Divine: The older brother is the most important!

 

Yuanyuan: The wife is the most important!

 

Storm: Staying alive is the most important.

 

Xinghui: Impossible.