Chapter 458

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Chapter 458: The Past

"So, goodbye, Miss Nian."

Bai Yan smiled and nodded, gradually disappearing into thin air.

The people of Babel Tower, one by one, left as if they had never been there before.

But the Giant Hive city has already been completely transformed now… and also its future.

Finally, Nian also left the headquarters building of Noy Military Company.

Partridge, filled with unease, was taken away by Mr. Profligate, and no one knew what her outcome would be, but everyone felt that Mr. Profligate’s smile was sinister.

After leaving the building, Nian looked at the unfamiliar buildings in front of her and got lost in thought. On the streets and corners, there were promotional paintings and videos about "The Almighty – male version."

The people living in this city had not yet realized that reality had been rewritten. Starting tomorrow, dramatic changes were about to occur, turning everything upside down.

She did it.

The Rebellion’s longstanding ideals and pursuits.

And so, Nian remembered once again that crucial person.

What kind of being are you, after all?

Is the "you" in my memories all just an illusion?

How much of the family bond we shared, do you think, was truly real?

Nian still remembers the days when she lived with her foster mother.

That was the happiest time in her memory.

She, her foster mother, the original Elene of the Rebel Army, taught her many lessons through words and actions. Nian has always acknowledged that she admires that woman.

Of course, Nian also remembers that day.

She will never forget the day her foster mother passed away.

"Nian, I’m going to die."

Nian closed her eyes, as if the redhead woman was still right in front of her.

"Inside the rebel group, someone betrayed me."

"Before the sun rises again, I will die and my soul will vanish into nothingness."

"But Elene couldn’t simply die like this."

"This city cannot completely succumb to darkness… But perhaps, it is because of the presence of darkness that people yearn for Elene. Only in the presence of shadows can light shine even brighter."

"Sorry…"

"From today on, your name is Elene."

—

The rebel base was extremely secretive, located within a hidden space barrier.

For many years, the rebel leaders would only gather here during crucial moments, to hold important meetings.

It had been several years since they last saw their leader, Elene. In fact, even though they were high-ranking members of the rebel group, they had no idea who Elene was now or where she could be.

Because Nian had learned from her adoptive mother’s betrayal, she used her extraordinary psychic powers to remotely control and manage the rebel group.

No one knows her whereabouts and true identity, so there is no possibility of betraying her.

Ordinary members of the rebel group didn’t even know… that the current leader, Elene, was already the second generation Elene, and no longer the original, first generation Elene.

In a secret base, inside a dimly lit room, sat over a dozen peculiarly dressed individuals, each with a different expression.

"The Almighty is dead? Is this true?"

"I don’t know if it’s true or false, but now there are really a lot of reports saying so. However, it could be a plot, the Almighty is suspicious."

"Sure enough, it seemed like the members of the Babel Tower and Noy’s forces had a fierce fight not long ago. It happened at the nest outside the cloning center, where the bodies of the Almighty’s clones poured out in large numbers."

"We could see from the surveillance that there is a very powerful vampire queen in the Babel Tower. She has directly pierced the nest with a huge pit, displaying an incredibly exaggerated strength…"

"What in World is this gigantic ship, gosh!"

Suddenly, an elderly man dressed in a suit and with white hair raised his hand among the crowd.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

The old man spoke in a deep voice:

"Everyone, please stay calm. Our leader Elene must know something, otherwise she wouldn’t have gathered all of us for a meeting."

"On ordinary days, she would communicate messages using her psychic power, without revealing her true identity, and she had never gathered everyone together like she did today."

The old man’s name was Herman, and his code name was "Gray Gloves."

"Gray Gloves" held a position second only to the leader within the rebel army. He possessed the power of spatial teleportation and object concealment, making him the chief steward and the second-in-command with Crown level strength among the rebels.

[I’m sorry I arrived late.]

Just at that moment, everyone present heard a sound.

It was a voice that belonged to a woman.

They were momentarily taken aback, but soon they saw a black-haired girl appear at the door, calmly looking at everyone.

Floating by her side was an electronic prompter, but the voice didn’t come from there.

…but instead it appeared directly in the minds of each person.

Important members of the rebel army all have "special psychic power props" made from Nian’s hair, ensuring smooth communication among the rebel army and enabling her to locate and monitor everyone at any time.

Everyone stood up and saluted the respected leader of the rebel army.

"These few years, you have worked hard."

"Finally, I’ve met you, leader! Hahaha, I never expected you to be this young…"

"I wonder why everyone has been called together this time."

"Rumor has it that the Almighty has passed away, is this true?"

The high-ranking members of the rebel army were discussing fervently.

The Grey Glove, Herrm deeply took a breath, looked at the second generation of Elene, the young girl.

"Has our war ended?"

[Hmm, the war has ended.]

It was just a softly spoken sentence, but it made everyone feel as if they had just woken up from a dream, filled with disbelief.

Then came cheers, joy, and tears.

But Nian had not finished speaking yet.

[Next, this Giant Hive will be jointly managed by you and the forces of Babel Tower. As for the rebel army… from today onwards, it will be officially disbanded.]

After this statement, everyone present stood frozen in surprise.

Babel Tower?

Who are they?

The rebel army disbanded?

Yes, it is.

The war had already ended, so there was no need for the existence of the rebel army anymore.

But why did the Babel Tower…

This meeting went on for several hours.

The high-ranking members of the rebel army were filled with confusion and bewilderment, but Nian patiently explained everything.

In the end, they chose to believe in their leader.

For now…let’s go along with the Babel Tower.

When everyone else had left, only Nian and "Gloved" Herman remained.

"You have become a great leader and fulfilled your foster mother’s lifelong wish. Congratulations! Honestly, I never thought I would live to see the downfall of the Almighty."

Herman’s voice carried a subtle note of contentment.

Nian remained silent for a moment, then nodded gently.

"There are some things, perhaps, that you should know…"

Herman seemed to have made up his mind and walked towards a hidden room. "You know, don’t you? That place is our special confinement room. There is something that requires your attention."

Nian nodded, pretending she didn’t know anything, and followed Herman towards the room.

There, Herman discovered a mind-washing device and accessed the historical footage stored within it.

That was an important recording.

"Look at this, it’s about you, your foster mother, and even the Almighty…"

Herman sighed and said, "After facing the Almighty, you must have realized that she is connected to you."

Nian didn’t answer, she just calmly watched that recording.

She reached out her hand and gently touched the instrument. With the power of her psychic abilities, her consciousness seemed to enter the stored recording.

Nian experienced firsthand the events that had happened in the past.

—

"I still believe we should destroy her."

In the dark room, "Gray Gloves" Herman’s face was solemn.

He sat on the chair, taking a deep breath, and gave a warning to the red-haired woman in front of him.

"She’s very dangerous, and at any moment she could be activated. And then, with the army of the Almighty, she would slaughter us all!"

The red-haired woman shook her head.

"No, I can sense… this girl is different."

Nian saw that figure once again.

The first generation of Elene.

Her own… foster mother.

The tall woman with red hair was smoking, gazing at the artificial sunlight outside the window, her face filled with a mix of complicated emotions.

"Herman, she is different from those Almighty clones who slaughtered us. She has her own soul, and there exists a consciousness that is separate from the Almighties."

Herman continued, "However, if you look closely at her face, this girl is still a clone of the Almighty. And considering how many people the clones have killed, why can’t we kill her?"

He didn’t want to believe in the clones.

Most members of the Rebel Alliance harbored a deep hatred towards the clones.

They wished to devour their flesh and drink their blood.

The red-haired woman, Original Elene, turned around and remained silent for a while, until the sunlight gradually faded away:

"She has not been controlled by the Almighty yet, and she is a ‘perfect clone.’ Perhaps after awakening, she will possess at least half of the power of the Almighty herself. In the future, we might rely on her strength to turn the tables."

"So, what are you going to do?" Herman asked.

The red-haired woman said, "I will erase her memories and then raise her by my side."

Herman stared blankly for a moment, growing increasingly excited, completely disagreeing with Original Elene’s idea.

"You will raise another Almighty! Another terrifying monster! She will destroy us!"

Original Elene put down her cigarette and looked at the girl lying on the bed, her eyes filled with reluctance for the past.

"I believe that people are not born bad. Even if they are the same person, different experiences and encounters with others can shape different personalities and destinies. They may have different thoughts and aspirations. Even if her genes are identical to those of the Almighty, I believe… I can teach a child to be kind."

"Faced with an irrational destiny and the outcasts in people’s hearts, we are human and cannot avoid fear… However, we need to have eyes that can stare at fear and dare to stand up against the whole world."

She slowly approached the sleeping girl and gently caressed her face.

"Will you be our hope?"

The recording ended at this point.

After watching the recording, Nian closed her eyes.

Her body trembled slightly, clearly filled with excitement.

The elderly man with white hair, Herman, spoke slowly beside them:

"I won’t say ‘I’m sorry,’ you know, our struggle against Noy Military is a war, not a game. At least, I always believe that any means are permissible in times of necessity. And there is no evidence to prove that your appearance is not another trap of the Almighty."

"But now, I must tell you something… when she was with you later, she truly loved you."

"There is only one thing in your future life that you need not doubt."

Herman bowed deeply.

Then, he turned around and walked out of the room.

Nian shed her first tears and then laughed.

She slowly took out a fresh flower and gently placed it on the ground. After that, she didn’t look back and left this place.

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