Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

"Help him!"

Dreamwalker nodded.

He stepped over the corpse of the Horror Demon Aiou, decapitated by a treasured blade, and thought that this fellow managed to slay a demon lord level Horror...by forcing a confrontation as a Dark Walker. He really wanted to find some time to compete with Guang Tongchen.

The silhouette of Dreamwalker disappeared into the vortex leading to Zone B.

Guang Tongchen closed his eyes, lying on the stone pillars behind the temple, overcome with immense fatigue.

In a one-on-one confrontation with the demon lord level Horror Luo Zan, the victor was the legendary pioneer, Dreamwalker.

In a one-on-one confrontation with the demon lord level Horror Ayo, the victor was the legendary pioneer, Guang Tongchen.

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At the stairway.

Only when he stepped onto the stairs did Dreamwalker realize that what he saw here was a completely different scene—a long bridge with no end in sight.

Walking on the endless bridge, he always felt that the process was too smooth. If this was the process of climbing, it seemed far too easy.

But as he continued to ascend, the rules of the stairs took effect, making him feel the memories from Harvey and Zhou Baiyu.

It was at that moment, Dreamwalker knew...

It wasn't that the climb was too easy, but rather, along the way, the kid Zhou Baiyu had already carried everything that could be borne, all by himself.

When he finally saw Zhou Baiyu, only then did he see that tiny figure, bearing... the vast and heavy memories.

Those were the most sorrowful memories in people's hearts, the memories that awakened them from joy.

They were also the only thing that could strike the giant bell.

As Zhou Baiyu's figure was about to fall from the long bridge, to plummet from the stairway to heaven, Dreamwalker stretched out his hand!

"Jiang Xianwu, haven't I told you not to underestimate us!"

With the route to Zone B opened by Guang Tongchen, the collapsing body supported by Dreamwalker, and the fate-defying destiny brought by Wuxin!

The combined efforts of the three teammates allowed Zhou Baiyu to find direction once more, from his loneliness and doubt.

"I want to destroy you, what does it have to do with you?"

He suddenly remembered a line he had read in a book.

What exactly is the Land of Joy to you?

People suffer torment in hell, enduring the pain brought by desire, living as though dead, deformed beyond recognition. Lost in laughter, day by day they forget their past in the lure of sensuous pleasures, loathsome and exceedingly ugly.

When accusation and abuse came, the significance of him bearing the painful, heavy memories inside everyone's hearts seemed to vanish.

Consequently, the hammer's handle disappeared, and he could no longer swing the giant hammer to strike the ancient bell.

But the moment Dreamwalker's hand, filled with the belief of his three teammates, upheld him, Zhou Baiyu suddenly had an epiphany.

The sorrow he had experienced belonged not only to others but also to himself.

He wanted to redeem these people, what did he have to do with them?

In the history of humanity, many heroes have advanced upon great misunderstandings.

He did not aspire to be such a person, but if fate led him to this crossroad, he was also not afraid to be that person.

"The burdens you lay down, I will carry. The memories you forget, I will remember."

"I will save you, what does it have to do with you? I will destroy this false nation, what does it have to do with you?"

The vanished hammer's handle once again coalesced, linking Zhou Baiyu with the heaviest memories of countless people.

On Zhou Baiyu's face, that pure rage reappeared, free of any confusion or doubt.

He didn't know if these people were worth redeeming, but he knew that this nation deserved to be destroyed!

Fear appeared on Boluke's face.

But while it could do anything, it was powerless to stop those stepping onto the stairway to heaven.

Above the high heavens, the illusions reflected by countless bubbles began to distort under immense atmospheric pressure.

It was the hammer strike that would destroy a nation! With the help of the destiny "My Path is Not Lonely," it erupted with astonishing momentum!

It was as if the layers of clouds were dispersed in an instant.

Dreamwalker was shocked by the spectacle of that hammer strike but soon had to cover his own ears.

The deafening sound of the bell tolling erupted.

Unlike the loud and clear ringing that Harvey had unleashed, these were the sounds of the world shattering.

Crack.

One by one, the soap bubbles in the sky began to burst.

The colossal statue, due to the fierce impact of the bell toll, started to show countless cracks.

Boluke was already in despair, sensing that the power of the eternal laughter from the gods' relics was fading away bit by bit.

Because of the Twin Gods' Relics, the Bell of Sorrow was being tolled!

It didn't dare to imagine the look of fury on its mother's face upon learning of this, nor how its mother would treat it after it had botched the Divine Endowment ceremony she so dearly cherished.

The statue began to crumble, just as Boluke's heart was being smashed to pieces with each strike of the bell.

The resounding boom seemed as if it would spread across the entire world.

At that moment, on a cruise ship far beyond the Songjiang Sea, the sound of the bell, striking from far away, was suddenly heard.

A figure in a lab coat stood on the cruise ship gazing at the sky, unable to imagine who could have done such a thing.

The massive wave of sound even caused the clouds in the sky to ripple.

All the corrupt beings lurking in Songjiang City, as well as the demons, suddenly lifted their heads to witness the fall of the elusive Land of Joy.

As the next strike sounded, the bell rang from heaven to hell, and in the Land of Joy, countless people fell to their knees.

Their muscles, which had twisted with hysterical laughter, gradually lost their smiles.

Just as they felt a wash of emotion that was both familiar and alien, the third sounding of the bell roared like thunder and torrential rain, bringing tears to the eyes of many.

Heaven and earth shared in the sorrow.

In a corner of the Land of Joy, as the echo of the bell tolled, a cry suddenly erupted.

It was like a spark falling into oil, the crying spreading Infectious Power, swiftly reversing everyone's emotions.

The fourth toll of the bell was heard.

The bell ringer, relentless, struck the bell harder with each toll.

As the deafening bell spread, the most sorrowful memories within everyone's hearts were slowly awakened.

Their wails of joy amid sadness were far more gratifying than their wails of sorrow amid joy.

Countless people in Zone B, through their increasing cries, gradually stood straight up.

At this moment, Zhou Baiyu suddenly understood.

What Harvey had gone through.

The man had not succumbed to the criticism and curses, but rather, he needed to pave the way for future generations. As the first one to toll the bell, what Harvey faced was entirely different.

Zhou Baiyu had faced three obstacles, but Harvey had confronted the fourth.

Zhou Baiyu thought no further, knowing one thing for sure—he must go to the asylum and find Harvey.

But for now, he had to keep striking the enormous ancient bell.

The fifth, the sixth, the seventh...

Before one bell toll had faded, the next was already sounding! The figure in the sky, seemingly tireless, continued to hammer the ancient bell.

Under the spread of each toll, everyone sunk into a vast sadness.

All of Songjiang, and even the regions around it, be they humans, demon race, or corrupted beings, would never forget the day where the bell tolls shattered the clouds overhead.

Breaking apart along with the clouds was the nation of desires built upon illusions.

The entire Sky Island, those glass houses, the Food Castle, and that boundary between heaven and hell...

All were shattered by the bell tolls.

The Land of Joy was thus obliterated.

The destroyer of the nation, Jiang Xianwu.

While everyone was immersed in their crying, Waking from Dreams and Guang Tongchen both smiled.

As the temple began to crumble and the soap bubbles in the sky were exhausted...

They knew that a new legendary pioneer had been born.