I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1222 - 708 One More Second_5

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Chapter 1222: Chapter 708: One More Second_5

Chapter 1222 -708: One More Second_5

Perhaps the success rate was only 10% – he could only succeed once in ten attempts – but the result was what mattered.

Needham Brown managed to block the attack for Nico Ross.

After the intense explosion, Needham Brown fell backward.

However, the Blade Mantis, finally free from Tiffany Bell’s pursuit, went all-out and charged forward, looking to pierce Needham Brown first and injure Nico Ross behind him.

Behind the Blade Mantis, Tiffany Bell tightly gripped a heavy sword in both hands and chased after it through the air, following a winding curve.

The heavy sword slashed through the air, tracing a round arc, aiming for the Blade Mantis’s back.

The Blade Mantis dodged slightly.

Tiffany Bell’s rare counterattack failed to hit; she only struck an afterimage.

When the Blade Mantis emerged again, it was already behind Nico Ross.

But Nico had already completed his turn and raised his right arm to support a shield.

Having been toughened by Instructor T and Tiffany Bell for so long, Nico’s innate talent was not bad either. He gave his all to learn the final lesson and, for the first time, used the one-second precognition. His moves and accuracy were even better than Needham Brown’s.

There was another explosion, and Nico was blown away.

Tiffany Bell and Needham Brown launched simultaneous attacks from both sides, once again entangling the Blade Mantis.

At this moment, the ancient voice sounded in Nico’s heart again.

“Harrison Clark, your death is inevitable. Why resist? As long as you don’t resist, we can promise to allow humanity to continue existing until they naturally go extinct under the influence of the Universal Great Filter Mechanism. What we seek is not on the same level as what Earth Humans seek. Two civilizations can coexist, just like your human-promoted Multi-universe.”

Hearing this, Nico retorted angrily, “You’re lying. Once civilization leaves its home planet and reaches another star, becoming a true Type II Civilization, there is no such thing as a Universal Great Filter Mechanism or natural extinction. The so-called filtering is nothing but an invasion and slaughter by foreign races.”

In the midst of the conversation, Nico couldn’t help but sneer in his heart.

The lie was too absurd, illogical, and couldn’t stand scrutiny.

The truth brought back by the ancient teachings could expose all lies.

If what the other party said was true, and there was no fundamental conflict between humanity and them, then none of the things that happened in the null history should have occurred.

After all, an elephant wouldn’t make a detour of millions of miles just to eliminate a useless ant.

In every timeline, the Compound-Eyed Observers always targeted humans, and this wasn’t a coincidence.

Moreover, as humanity’s technology advanced, the Observers continued to enhance their mobilization power, with extremely clear goals.

It wasn’t until this time, when humanity finally built up their strength and preemptively waged war ─ elevating a one-sided slaughter to a seemingly evenly matched conflict between two civilizations ─ that the Observers never proposed peace talks.

Coexistence was simply out of the question.

Upon realizing that he failed to deceive Nico, the ancient voice just lightly snorted.

The next instant, the Glenoid Tribe Battle Armor and the Blade Mantis’s attacks intensified.

“Give up. The moment you fall, the deaths of your kindred will cease, and your race will welcome an eternal peace. Humans have already earned our respect; I represent the Critical Civilization Alliance in announcing humanity’s admission. Your death is the only condition. There is no hope left for you.”

This time, after the ancient voice finished speaking, a new image gradually surfaced in Nico’s mind.

It was a scene he had never seen before.

In the center of the image, there was an incredibly massive black hole.

The mass of the black hole was 4.3 million times that of the Sun.

It was the Galactic Center, the celestial object that humans had been gazing at for thousands of years, dreaming of reaching but never attaining ─ the cradle of the Solar System and humanity.

However, the black hole had changed its appearance now.

Countless stars had broken away from their orbits and formed a huge cylindrical structure in front of the Galactic Center Black Hole.

The cylinder was slowly revolving around an invisible axis.

The cylinder looked like a cannon.

An extremely terrifying energy was surging at the bottom of the cylinder.

This energy only escaped a little bit, but it was enough to engulf, detonate, and assimilate a nearby star.

A colossal black and white vortex spiraled rapidly at the bottom of the cannon barrel, vaguely resembling the patterns Nico had learned in his basic knowledge ─ only existing in theory during the explosion of a super-annihilation bomb.

Just by looking with his naked eye, he could sense that the energy contained within was enough to tear apart the Triple Space of the universe.

Perhaps the explosion of the primordial singularity at the dawn of this cosmic era was like this too.

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“Using human naming conventions, you could call it the Galactic Center Surge Cannon. The Slave Tribe has used two hundred million stars to form this cannon barrel, and the surging energy inside is transformed from the matter within the Galactic Center Black Hole. Now, it is aimed at this planet. So, your resistance has come to an end. Harrison Clark, you have no choice. But you can rest in peace because even if you refuse my offer, we will still grant humanity eternal peace after your death. This time, you’re tired; rest now.”

This time, after finishing, the ancient voice gradually subsided and became more and more distant.

At this very moment, a surge of despair welled up in Nico’s heart for the first time.

It turned out that the enemy’s real trump card was not this planet or the Glenoid Tribe Battle Armor in everyone’s sight, but the hidden Galactic Center Surge Cannon in the dome.