127: Chapter 127 A Lament for Humanity (Part 1)

In the long river of time, the Emperor had been forgotten for over a hundred years.

During these hundred-plus years, the world underwent earth-shaking changes.

Since humanity's revival to the present day.

From prosperity to endless warfare.

The gears of fate turned mercilessly, and the fires of war spread across the land, continuing without end.

Among the many empires waging war, the Empire of Finality rose like a ferocious beast, with unstoppable power.

Its iron cavalry trampled the four corners of the world, its warships dominated the oceans, and its ambition was unrivaled.

Gradually, the territory of the Empire of Finality continued to expand, ruling over almost half of Blue Star.

In the central region of Blue Star, atop an ancient building that soared into the clouds, a man with an upright posture stood with his hands behind his back.

The breeze stirred his robes, but could not shake his firm stance.

He was the ruler of the Empire of Finality, an existence feared and revered by countless people—the First Emperor.

Beneath the First Emperor's feet, the prosperity and hustle of the city were in full view, but in his heart, he was planning an even grander blueprint.

He wanted the glory of the Empire of Finality to be recorded in history forever, making the whole world tremble beneath his feet.

The First Emperor's gaze was profound as he looked into the distance.

His brows suddenly furrowed.

For some reason.

He always felt uneasy.

It seemed he had forgotten something very important.

Or perhaps an important person...

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Qin Xiaogan returned to the original timeline.

His white hair fluttered, and his eyes looked down at the world below with indifference.

After a long while, the corners of his mouth curled up.

With a flash of his figure, he disappeared from where he stood.

When he appeared again, he was atop a skyscraper in a bustling city.

The brilliant lights of the city were like illusory bubbles in his eyes.

He paused slightly before walking towards a restaurant.

"The usual, a pot of wine..."

"One world."

He walked into the restaurant and found a seat by the window.

Before long, a beauty with a graceful figure, swaying her slender waist like a willow in the wind, walked softly and elegantly towards Qin Xiaogan.

Her lithe figure was as charming and moving as a flower blooming in spring.

Her eyes held a hint of curiosity and seduction, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly in a half-smile.

"Hey handsome, your hair is quite trendy. Are you here drinking alone?"

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a mountain stream flowing, carrying a hint of provocative ambiguity.

Qin Xiaogan frowned slightly and said indifferently.

"Get lost."

The beauty was stunned for a moment, then giggled, "Handsome, being so heartless really hurts my feelings."

Qin Xiaogan tilted his head slightly, his eyes, cold as frigid stars, staring icily at the beauty.

The beauty was not afraid; instead, she leaned closer to Qin Xiaogan, her breath as fragrant as orchids, "Handsome, why be so angry? I just wanted to make friends with you."

Upon hearing this, a smile suddenly appeared on Qin Xiaogan's previously expressionless face.

"What is your name?"

The beauty smiled beautifully, her expression as bright and moving as spring flowers in bloom.

"Handsome, my name is Yaner. I wonder if this name is worthy of your attention?"

She parted her red lips, her voice as crisp as a bell, and as her eyes turned, they seemed filled with endless tenderness.

Qin Xiaogan raised an eyebrow and looked the beauty up and down, "Yaner? Very good..."

"Would you like to play a game with me?"

The smile at the corners of his mouth deepened, like a bottomless lake.

Yaner brushed her hair, the waterfall of black locks sliding between her slender fingers, and said coquettishly.

"What kind of game? I hope it's not a game that bullies Yaner~"

She approached Qin Xiaogan step by step, her graceful figure swaying like a flower in the wind.

The fragrance on her body, like wisps of light smoke, lingered between the two, plucking at the heartstrings.

Qin Xiaogan stood still, watching the Yaner before him with great interest, and said slowly.

"No father, no mother, adopted by the Heavenly Judgment Department of the Empire of Finality."

"Killed at seven, destroyed the Bear Country with the Heavenly Judgment Department at twelve."

"At the end of autumn that same year, became the youngest Marquis-level powerhouse."

"At eighteen, early winter, completed an SSS-rank mission alone, single-handedly eliminating the highest combat power of the United States. Mission codename—Owl."

"At twenty-six, known to the world as the Rose of Finality."

"Am I right?"

Yaner's heart tightened, as if gripped suddenly by an invisible hand, but her face still wore a seductive smile—a smile like a gorgeous flower, brilliant yet somewhat forced.

"Handsome, what do you mean? I don't understand what you're talking about."

Her voice remained soft and delicate, yet it faintly betrayed a trace of imperceptible nervousness.

In Qin Xiaogan's eyes, an ancient wheel was slowly turning.

"The Heavenly Judgment Department discovered a suspected Emperor-level powerhouse appearing above the empire..."

"So you appeared before me."

Yaner's delicate body trembled slightly; that momentary tremor was like a petal in the wind, fragile and fleeting, before she regained her composure.

She sat down generously opposite Qin Xiaogan and smiled, "So, you, an Emperor-level powerhouse, coming to the Empire of Finality... are you looking for death?"

The smile carried a hint of provocation and a hint of contempt, but her eyes flickered with a wary light.

Upon hearing this, the corners of Qin Xiaogan's mouth stretched to his ears, an exaggerated arc that seemed as if it would tear his entire face apart.

"Don't forget..."

"Our game."