Chapter 519
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Chapter 519: I Am the Blade of the Savior
The path to Apocalypse opened.
Mu Ling, lost in thought, found herself in an overwhelmingly dark and surreal realm, where the concept of time had no meaning.
Within this place, she witnessed different versions of herself unfold, one after another.
These reflections appeared almost identical, yet the scenarios differed greatly. Some were bloodied, others wore gentle smiles, some were filled with pain and despair, and some seemed to be entirely empty.
Mu Ling silently observed each scene, her emotions deepening with confusion.
She had never considered the vast array of possibilities her life could have taken. The truth became clear to her: there were countless paths she could have followed.
The Body of the Phoenix, Ten Thousand Swords, Zero Blade, the Black Prince of Fairy Tales, Water World, Shadow Tactics, Fallen Angel, Touch of Darkness, and Afternoon Lady.
Nine possibilities, nine different decisions, nine varied fates.
Mu Ling stood still, lost in thought, her gaze unfocused as she processed the lives that could have been hers.
From the shared experiences in Babel Tower, Mu Ling had already anticipated what awaited her in this space. She had prepared herself for the challenges of the Apocalypse.
Now, it was time to choose.
One out of the nine paths.
Mu Ling’s eyes turned to one possibility — that of the “Phoenix Body.”
In this version of her life, she was born deep within a desolate wilderness, destined from the moment of her birth to be the protector of her people.
Her name was not Mu Ling in this version, yet her spirit and strength mirrored that of the Mu Ling the world knew.
Every day, she fought monsters, ancient beasts, and powerful enemies in an endless battle for survival. Her Phoenix body made her virtually immortal, enabling her to keep fighting, undefeated.
But as the battles raged on, one day she returned to her tribe only to find it destroyed by a horde of beasts.
All her efforts, her battles, her pain — it meant nothing. The tribe she had sworn to protect had fallen without her knowledge.
She had become invincible, but in the end, she was alone in an unending wilderness, unable to die.
Mu Ling shook her head. The Phoenix Body was powerful, yes, but it wasn’t the life she wanted.
“Ten Thousand Swords.”
Here, she was a brilliant sword cultivator, adored by masters and capable of extraordinary feats from a young age. She spent her life focusing solely on her cultivation, honing her skills, and forging a path with her sword.
Her goal? To become an immortal.
Immortality, she believed, was the ultimate pursuit, the ultimate state of being. But despite her exceptional talent, she failed.
The path to immortality proved too elusive, even for her.
Mu Ling sighed, shaking her head. She couldn’t relate to the singular pursuit of immortality that defined this version of her.
Fallen Angel.
In this world, “Mu Ling” was a betrayer.
The gods had created her, along with many other angels. But when the angels refused to remain subjugated to the gods, they rebelled, embracing the power of the abyss. Their wings turned black, signaling their fall.
The gods did not retaliate. Instead, they withdrew. But freedom for the Fallen Angels came at a great cost — endless infighting and conflict among them.
“Mu Ling” emerged victorious from this thousand-year struggle but was ultimately left alone. Though she had survived, she had nothing but the hollow victory of an empty throne.
Mu Ling glanced at the “Afternoon Lady” path, one that seemed far more peaceful and serene.
In this world, “Mu Ling” was an ordinary girl with a loving family. She lived a peaceful life, pursuing simple pleasures like reading books, going to school, and enjoying time with those she loved.
There was a simplicity to this life that Mu Ling couldn’t help but yearn for, a kind of contentment she had never known.
Her heart ached as she watched this peaceful world unfold.
If she chose this path, would she finally find peace? Would she be free from the chaos and burdens of the world?
But how could she choose such an easy life? How could she abandon the fight?
In the worlds of Zero Blade, Fairy Tales, Water World, Shadow Tactics, Touch of Darkness, each path she could have walked was different, yet none of them truly felt like her.
Her heart, filled with doubt, suddenly became clear.
The “Mu Ling” in these worlds was merely an echo, a reflection. They were not her.
She was not them.
“My path was set from the very beginning,” she whispered to herself.
The nine paths dissipated, leaving only the present Mu Ling from the world of Noah.
She knew what she had to do.
“I will become the Savior’s sharpest blade.”
And that was the only choice she needed to make.
The Ring City.
At the top of the city, the chairman and the incarnation of the Crimson Sovereign stood together, gazing out at the strange phenomenon in the sky.
The sky had turned dark.
But it wasn’t just darkness. It was something far more profound — a night full of stars.
“What is that?” the chairman asked, his voice trembling.
“Another Apocalypse,” replied the Crimson Sovereign quietly. “Even the most powerful beings in history could never unleash such a force.”
The chairman looked at her, his expression full of awe.
“The end is near,” she said softly.
“Yes,” the chairman whispered. “It is the end, and the beginning of something far more powerful.”
The Tree City.
The sages looked up, their faces filled with astonishment.
The sky had changed.
The stars now filled the heavens, a sign of the birth of a new Apocalypse.
In the deepest corners of their minds, they understood the significance of this moment.
The “Profligate” of Babel Tower was not of this world.
This was the dawn of a new era, one that would forever alter the course of Noah’s fate.
Inside the Tower of Babel.
Mu Ling knelt, her heart racing with excitement. She felt the power surging through her veins.
This was her moment.
Her transformation had only just begun. The true power of the Apocalypse was within her reach.
Her blade would become the Savior’s instrument of change, the key to bringing light into the world.
And this was only the beginning of the journey.
