Super Invincible Battleship
Chapter 1580 - 614 Destiny Platform_2

Chapter 1580: Chapter 614 Destiny Platform_2

Under Tripiṭaka’s lead, the group set foot on the suspension bridge and began their crossing. Following the two previous battles, Xiao Wudi and the Beast were gravely injured and had essentially lost their combat power, requiring other members to help them move forward. Although Yoshimasa Abe had not lost his ability to fight, his earlier lies had been exposed by Wang Yong, causing the others to fear his Shikigami curse. As a result, Yoshimasa Abe was ostracized by the group and trailed at the very back, alone.

Walking along the path, Yan Fei, Captain China, and Who Am I gradually came together, forming a small team. Due to prior conflicts, the Thunder Master and the Old Man of the Mountains instinctively kept their distance from Yan Fei’s team, fearing a potential ambush by the trio. Even before encountering the Destiny Organization, this elite God-level expert team tasked with raiding its lair had already started to fracture...

After crossing the suspension bridge without incident, the group pushed onward. Ahead was a narrow path flanked on the right by steep cliffs and on the left by a terrifyingly hot lava lake. A single misstep could send them plummeting into the molten depths. Proceeding cautiously and on guard against potential ambushes, the group continued until, after advancing 2,000 meters, they finally left the perilous trail behind and came upon an enormous square. Remarkably, they encountered no further attacks along the way.

The square was vast and situated by the edge of the cliffs overlooking the lava lake. At one end near the cliff stood a high platform, upon which rested a black chair. Overhead, the square was covered by a dome hundreds of meters high. The space beneath was utterly vacant, expansive, and eerie. Beside the square were several massive stone structures resembling houses, but beyond them lay only the steep cliffs—there appeared to be no further paths to take.

Staring at the square, the group was momentarily dumbfounded. As they saw it, if this was truly the lair of the Destiny Organization, it ought to be heavily fortified, brimming with weapons that exuded lethal intent. Yet the stark simplicity of the space resembled a desolate world. If not for the two super experts guarding its entrance, they could hardly believe this was the lair of the Destiny Organization.

Yan Fei asked, "Who Am I, is this square the same one your bat avatar just saw?"

Who Am I replied, "My bat avatar was indeed taken out right here."

Captain China interjected, "But this place is so barren—there’s no trace of human activity. Then where is the enemy that destroyed your bat avatar?"

Yan Fei scanned the surroundings before asking, "Tripiṭaka, you said you tracked this location using signals from the Dark Web servers. But this place is not only desolate, it lacks electricity. How could network servers exist in a place like this?"

In truth, Yan Fei wasn’t alone in his doubts—the others shared the same concern. The sheer primitive nature of the area seemed completely at odds with the presence of modern technology. Unless those distant stone houses contained the server rooms for the Dark Web, it seemed impossible to reconcile the site with a network capable of spanning the world. Moreover, the pervasive dust suggested no one had lived here for a long time.

Tripiṭaka himself was puzzled. They had indeed tracked the Dark Web server signals to locate this place, yet its conditions seemed incompatible with high-tech items—especially given the lack of electricity. Could it be that the Dark Web servers operated without power? If so, how did their signals manage to reach the entire world?

While the group wrestled with the idea they might have found the wrong location, a sudden sigh echoed in their ears. Startled, everyone instinctively turned towards the direction of the sound and saw a figure in black robes appear on the high platform’s chair. Judging by the man’s attire, it was the shadowy mastermind Yan Fei had met before—the very person Wang Yong referred to as Fate.

At this moment, Fate did not levitate in the air as he had before. Instead, he sat still and firmly on the enormous throne. The large hood of his cloak hung low, concealing his entire head in darkness. The group strained their eyes, trying to discern Fate’s true appearance, but beneath the hood lay nothing but impenetrable shadows.

The group, having just arrived at the square, had maintained a state of heightened vigilance, aware of even the slightest movements in the area. Yet no one had noticed when Fate had appeared on the throne. Seeing him now sent a cold chill through their hearts—they had no clue of the extent of Fate’s strength.

Who Am I locked his gaze on Fate, his eyes gleaming with determination, and asked, "Are you Fate?"

Fate responded, manipulating the surrounding air vibrations to produce sound. His voice, however, was exceedingly strange—devoid of gender, human warmth, or emotion, more akin to the electronic tones of a robot. Yet every word was crystal clear, as if Fate spoke directly into each listener’s ear.

Fate said, "If what you seek is the one who controls your destiny, then I am the Fate you speak of."

Hearing the figure on the throne admit being Fate, everyone except Yan Fei felt their emotions surge. This was the individual who had secretly manipulated the course of human history. With a single thought, he could alter the destiny of anyone—no one could escape his control. Though their earlier tension and unease had persisted, seeing Fate in person brought an unexpected calm to their hearts. They began to demonstrate the superior psychological composure of super experts. Deep down, they understood there was no turning back now. It was time to muster their courage, confront Fate head-on, and reclaim their freedom.