On the long street, under the streetlights, gunshots erupted, and blood stained the ground!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With a burst of three consecutive gunshots, the last assailant had no choice but to collapse with blood in his mouth. The Imperial Guards stepped forward, drew their swords, and dealt the final blow, but suddenly one of the corpses leaped up, pulled out a dagger, and thrust it towards the nearest guard!

"Stop!"

With a thunderous shout from Commander Su Su, the assailant's movements momentarily stalled. Immediately, a flash of sword light swept by as Su Su used his sword sheathed light to decapitate the assailant!

The thunder roars, heavenly punishment descends, this is the tactical system of the Su family of Yanjing. Su Su, the fourth son of the Su family, held the title of 'Integration and Mastery' within the Twelve Guards, relying on this skillful thunder sword light!

Looking at the braided head that rolled out from the hood, Su Su spat: "As expected, it's those savages from Skyrim! One day, I will lead the army northward and wipe out these barbarians who fear power but do not harbor virtue!"

"Commander, five comrades have died, Vice Commander Gu is seriously injured but still breathing, but if there's no immediate treatment from a Medical Officer..." A subordinate reported, and Su Su glanced at the rear of the team. More than half of the weapon bearers were killed or wounded, and the most vulnerable gun martial artists had been the main targets of the attackers. Out of a team of twenty-five, fewer than ten were left now.

The most critical thing now was to quickly regroup with the main forces at the Imperial Guards' camp, however... Su Su glanced at the Vice Commander whose innards were nearly spilling out, and his expression remained unchanged: "Tong Cuixia, you take people along Qiushui Alley to rendezvous with the Northern Army Camp."

"What about you, Commander?"

"I'll stay with Gu Huaiwang, he can't be moved now. I know a bit of internal scenery combat technique, it should keep him alive until dawn. By then, you bring a Medical Officer to save him!"

"Just you alone, Commander?!" Tong Cuixia's face changed drastically: "It's too dangerous, there are rebels outside now..."

"That's why by staying with him, I can attract attention, and you all can return to the Northern Army Camp more smoothly." Su Su saw Tong Cuixia was about to say something more and widened his eyes: "Stop the nonsense, are you new to being a guard?!"

Tong Cuixia gritted her teeth, called the others to pack up their equipment, and turned to ask: "Commander, if you don't make it, is there anything you want me to tell Marquis Yanxia?"

"Don't spare Qin Le Yin." Su Su said: "Although my fifth brother has violated the ethical principles, he is still his son, my brother, and the Su family must retaliate!"

"Understood!"

Tong Cuixia hurriedly left with the guards, while Su Su quietly dragged Vice Commander Gu Huaiwang into a small alley, his palm emitting a faint light as he treated his injuries. Looking at Gu Huaiwang's pale face, Su Su's expression was complicated as he wiped the bloodstains from his face and sighed deeply: "Fifth brother is much braver than I am..."

Swish!

The sound of the wind rose, and Su Su's right hand grasped the sword, instantly condensing sword light, expelling a foul breath from his chest: "Who's lurking there?!"

However, the sword light missed, and the figure attacking Su Su was less than a meter tall, making Su Su's prediction completely ineffective. The sword only tore off the attacker's hood!

The attacker's short sword, however, pierced into Su Su's chest, the blade seemingly vibrating with intensity, penetrating the armor that should have resisted such stabs as if it were paper. The sword's vibration even damaged Su Su's internal organs, causing him to spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, unable even to grip his sword!

"Cicarion... no!"

Upon seeing the intruder's figure, Su Su's first thought was the Statistical Department's Cicarion Chencheng, but when he saw the third eye hidden under the hood, his face changed suddenly: "Savage——"

Shlick.

The sound of a sword, the body in two.

…

Thud, thud, thud.

When Su Su fell, five meters below him, Le Yuxin was passing by with two stone coffins on his shoulders, Shi Pantuo walking behind him.

They had already left the Imperial Academy, and looking at this pathway, though crude, it was spacious enough for four people to walk side by side. Le Yuxin thought if Cha Huan found this tunnel, he would surely be overjoyed and turn it into a drainage pipe.

Such a good tunnel, but soon it will become a sewer.

However, for someone to have dug such a large tunnel in Yanjing without being discovered truly amazed Le Yuxin with their capability in illegal construction. Other people aside, even someone as pesky as Cha Huan, who loves eavesdropping, hadn't noticed it; perhaps they dug with spoons.

If so, why didn't they use this tunnel in their last attack on the Platinum Tower? Le Yuxin searched Wuzhiqi's memory and found that attacking Qin Le Yin was such a trivial matter that it was not worth using the tunnel.

Thump!

A tremor suddenly came from above, shaking some dust off the tunnel. Shi Pantuo longingly said: "Ah, I wish I could go up and cause chaos too."

Le Yuxin remained silent, carrying the stone coffin forward. He wasn't fleeing with the stone coffin but chose to use Wuzhiqi's identity to plunge straight into the enemy's heart, once again staging the drama of 'I will rebel against myself.'

Though outside was already in chaos, once dawn came, the Imperial Court would surely suppress the turmoil. In the daylight, the Shining People receives "Full Attribute Enhancement," "Organizational Enhancement," and "Unlock Exclusive Abilities" bonuses. For example, Cha Huan and Ning Xinyuan, during the day, Cha Huan is absolutely invincible at the Imperial Academy and possesses teleportation abilities, and Ning Xinyuan's attack range is as vast as a kilometer, Wuzhiqi could only suffer her poisonous beatings without any recourse.

Thus, tonight was their last madness unless they grasped power to reverse the situation.

"Old Wu, we're almost there." Shi Pantuo's voice, carrying a hint of indescribable trepidation amidst excitement: "The Holy Sword Glory is finally going to fall into the hands of outsiders!"

"Indeed." Le Yuxin replied calmly.

As they spoke, they had reached the end. Upon exiting the dark tunnel, what appeared before Le Yuxin's eyes was a vast underground hall. In the hall were a dozen figures, all turning their gaze towards Le Yuxin and Shi Pantuo. Those piercing stares felt terrifying even to Le Yuxin, a member of the Moon Position Demon Race.

A stone coffin was placed at the center of the hall, inside the coffin came sounds reminiscent of the undead, while a smiling black-robed figure sat on the lid. He looked at Le Yuxin and Shi Pantuo, and nodded: "Very good."

"What's so good about that?!" With a roar, a burly man with dreadlocks pointed at Le Yuxin and cursed, "You're a whole quarter of an hour late! Malaka!"

This man had dark green hair, was bare-chested save for a pair of shorts, and his body was covered in strange and terrifying dark tattoos. At a glance, he might seem like a Skyrim person, but a closer look at his ears would reveal otherwise—pointed long ears, a feature only one race possesses.

Northern Grass Barbarians!

But just as the barbarians call themselves the Demon Race, the Grass Barbarians naturally wouldn't acknowledge themselves as savages either; they have a more elegant name—Elves!

Yes, their race's name is precisely the honorary title of "Elf" given to the top warriors of the Beiwei Army in the Xia Mu District, and the two do indeed have some connection.

For example, in ancient times, there was a person who drank eighteen bowls of fake wine and killed a tiger with skin like a dangling curtain. Hence, everyone called him 'Tiger-fighting Wu Song,' for killing a tiger was a glorious deed.

The Xia Mu District was said to be the ancestral land of the Elves, known as the 'Xia Mu Forest' or 'Ancestral Land of the Gods.' However, when the Radiant people arrived, they burned the forest and slaughtered the non-humans. This group of Xia Mu Elves was driven mournfully to the harsh northern lands, becoming the 'Grass Barbarians.'

Finally, the Radiant people felt that the name 'Elf' was too good for those long-eared ones, so they stripped them of it, turning it into an honorary title for border warriors in the Xia Mu area. Besides the Grass Barbarians themselves, outsiders had no idea that they were once called Elves.

The loss of names, like what happened to the Elf Race, was not isolated in Radiant. The 'Dragonborn' in Skyrim, the 'Fighting Vajra' in Leiyin District, the 'Feathered Guards' in Yanjing... Yet as time passed, these titles were gradually abolished, and even the Radiant people forgot the reasons behind these names.

Interestingly, it was from the Radiant people's books that the Hundred Tribes rediscovered their true names. At least, Wu Zhiqi learned from researching the 'Fighting Vajra' of Leiyin District that he belonged to the Fighting Demon Ape Race.

Like Shi Pantuo, who still doesn't know what demon race he belongs to; he only refers to himself as a Golden Silken Demon Ape based on his fur color.

The one who reprimanded Le Yuxin was none other than the Jurchen Elf Prince. The term 'Jurchen Elf' was also something he found in Radiant texts, tracing back to his modern forebears.

As for why they didn't rebuild their civilization and heritage, it was naturally because the Radiant people didn't give them the chance. Small skirmishes every three days, larger battles every five; monthly weedings, and countless Martial Artists came to the border each year to train and kill... a race that could survive under the Radiant must be as resilient as cockroaches.

Although it's pitiful they must seek their roots from Radiant texts, compared to those ancient races totally wiped out by the Radiant, whose names history has completely forgotten, they're considered quite fortunate.

"Stop arguing, Prince,"

On the other side, a shadow less than a meter tall spoke with a voice as clear as wind chimes, but with murderous intent in the words, "Anyone who wastes time talking nonsense, I'll turn them into a human stick, pluck out their tongue, pierce their eyes, and cut off their ears!"

"Malaka, try it, Sasajelo—"

The tiny shadow turned into a blur and charged forward directly, and the Jurchen Elf Prince raised a fist. In an instant, the hall seemed to be enveloped in darkness, with all light gathered in their hands!

Snap!

With a snap of her fingers, the prince and the tiny shadow seemed to hit a wall and came to a standstill in midair. The hall regained its brightness, and at that moment, a woman in luxurious robes laughed, "Alright, alright, since everyone is here, let's proceed to the next step. I'm not interested in watching you fight; I'm only interested in the Holy Sword Radiance."

Though she appeared in human form and spoke human language, her skin was a pale blue, her fluffy hair was deep blue, and her cheeks had faint scales—clearly not just any ordinary person.

Le Yuxin recalled their names from Wu Zhiqi's memory: Sisith, Sasajelo. Their origins were indeed from the Dark Reef's Naga race and the Azure's Titan race, known as the Sea Barbarians and Mountain Barbarians in the Radiant people's tongue!

The Naga race is the only non-human group that retains a cultural heritage, as the Radiant people couldn't eradicate them from the sea. In the Naga race, different groups aren't distinguished by name but by residing area; the Deep Reef Naga are the most similar to humans.

Having learned about the Titan race from Wu Zhiqi's mind, Le Yuxin realized Qian Chanchen wasn't sick; he simply exhibited atavism—Sasajelo, the Titan, was very similar to Qian Chanchen, the same youthful appearance, the same power, the same brutality, with the difference being the vertical eye on his forehead.

The Three-Eyed Titan is currently the only surviving Titan race.

A thousand years ago, the Titan race wasn't called the Titan Race but the Titan Giant Race. As for why the term 'giant' disappeared, it was naturally because the giants couldn't hide their size while being hunted by the Radiant, so the taller ones were the quickest to be wiped out.

From the history Le Yuxin knows, it shows that the Radiant's annihilation of the Titans was the most thorough. There are still tales of demons and monsters among the people, and the Beiwei Army still holds the honorary title of Elves, but through traversing four generations of human memory, Le Yuxin found no mention of the 'Titans' at all.

It can be imagined that two thousand years ago, the Titan Giants must have been the Radiant's greatest enemy, hence the Radiant erased them from history, even hating them so much as not to leave any names, and all historical records about them were burned.

The Three-Eyed Titans are a minority within the Titan race, and the only reason they survived is that they were short enough to hide. However, Le Yuxin thinks their childlike appearance resembling human children was also a significant reason for their survival; undoubtedly, the Radiant Martial Artists responsible for exterminating the race showed them mercy.

The Three-Eyed Titan is their self-designation, and as for their real tribe name, they couldn't find it anymore.

As Le Yuxin infiltrated Wu Zhiqi, reviewing the Radiant from the perspective of the Demon Race, he realized that this world should have originally been a fantastic world filled with various races, with Titans, Elves, Demon Beasts, Nagas, and Dragons.

But unlike the fantasy world Le Yuxin imagined, history has never seen a flourishing era of coexistence among the races. Two thousand years ago, humanity barely survived, and if not for humanity's formidable reproductive ability and the various reasons other races showed leniency, humanity would have long been extinct.

But once the Grand Ancestor obtained the Holy Sword Radiance, he immediately learned from the lessons of the other races, uprooting, spreading ashes, razing civilizations, burning histories, forcibly murdering the fantastical world of a hundred races coexisting into a Radiant-dominated world of human supremacy, wiping out the hundred-kind legacy so thoroughly that they forgot their own names, thus ushering in two thousand years of peace and prosperity.

Even the usual languages of the Demon Race, Elf Race, and Titan Race, are all Radiant! Except for the Naga, who retained their ancient language culture, the other races lost even their mother tongues!

Though Le Yuxin had heard much of the Grand Ancestor's illustrious achievements before, it wasn't until this moment that he understood that the phrase "Grand Ancestor repels the barbarians and restores the rivers and mountains" might imply that the fertile land of Radiant is due to the fertilizers sown two thousand years ago, which still haven't depleted.

"Alright," smiled the woman, "President, let's begin."

"Actually, I'm not in a hurry. If you want to fight, I don't mind waiting."

Guarded by a few lifelessly armored guards, sitting on the cushion in the hall's northern stone seat was a man.

His hair was golden, with deep-set features, richly dressed, his pupils a clear and pure blue, appearing just like a handsome young man in his twenties.

He was the most normal human in this hall, the president of the National Relief Association, the owner of the Book of the Dead, and the conspirator who planned for tonight for over a decade.

But he wasn't a Radiant person.

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