Freedom.
Renault had already thought of it, that concept is freedom.
"In that case, I can naturally preserve this concept when I return to the ship."
Yes, this is the most crucial part of this layer of logic.
"I just need to utter that word at the last moment of this day, and I can return safely, while also completing the captain's mission. If I were to question the captain as you said, that would truly be seeking death."
"Horn, you're stalling for time, you've failed."
"No matter what ambitions you have for the Ark, they will all be snuffed out by me."
Renault is indeed Renault, Horn knew this time he truly had no way out, his brain started to feel dizzy due to lack of oxygen.
His life, at this moment, had come to an end.
Under Renault's power, Horn's neck had already started to twist and deform, the tremendous grip caused Horn's eyes to fill with blood, and blood to seep from his nose, ears, and the corners of his mouth.
But in the last moments of life, Horn smiled, he didn't even look at Renault, instead, with the corner of his eye, he glanced at Hugo, who was desperately crawling over, trying to save him.
That look conveyed a kind of belief to Hugo.
"I will become a part of his miracle... so will you!"
Hugo seemed to understand that look, struggling, he charged towards Renault with difficulty.
He was so afraid of that look.
Back then, both the teacher and the people saved by the teacher had those same fearless looks.
Hugo crashed into Renault, but Renault's body was as immovable as a mountain, watching the dying Horn, watching this frail young man crash into him, Renault only felt that these two were really foolish beyond measure.
Accompanied by suffocation and lack of oxygen, Horn's consciousness was a complete blur.
He recalled a period of time once on the Ark.
Many elderly, arranged by the captain, were taken away, no one knew where those elderly were taken, no one knew what happened to them.
But after that, no elderly ever returned. The few elderly who survived, avoiding being taken away, lived in fear and unease.
But next, it became the children. There were no more sounds of elderly laughter, or children's laughter on the ship.
The massive Ark, unknowingly began to turn from the cradle of human civilization into Hell.
Everyone who entered the Ark lived in fear, people were merely alive to serve the Ability Users, to serve the captain.
It was also from that time on, Horn knew the Ark had deviated from its course. It wasn't a deviation from the route, but a spiritual deviation.
He longed to be the one to bring the Ark back. He longed to help countless people who lost their families and loved ones, to rebuild warm families.
He was disabled in his legs, having such thoughts was inevitably seen as overestimating oneself.
He was nothing special, questioning the rule of Ability Users was like an ant trying to stop a cart.
But he still planned, because from a very young age, Horn was very clear about one thing— as long as you are willing to do it, there is always hope.
He once pushed a wheelchair everywhere, avoiding the bullying of some bad kids in the school, he obviously could not outrun them, but as long as he kept moving the wheelchair, perhaps he might draw a variable along the way— like someone willing to help him.
You have to start doing it, don't fear the vastness and the unattainable target.
So on the Ark, Horn met many friends, because in the process of practice and execution— Horn could find those who shared the same goal.
A single spark can start a prairie fire. Horn thought, perhaps one day, everyone's will can change the status quo.
But reality was so cruel, one after another, companions departed from Horn, on the Ark, Horn lost many friends, and more than once— felt the huge gap between ordinary people and Ability Users.
In the post-Apocalypse Era, can ordinary people like them, without any abilities, really have their own stories?
Before those friends left, they always said: "Horn, you definitely can."
Horn carried their will, firmly believing that he could change the future.
There were tears in the corners of Horn's eyes.
"I'm sorry... My journey can only end here, but I have seen the miracle."
In the dying moments, Horn saw many people, they stood on the Ark— a brand new Ark, inviting Horn to go together to the Netherworld on the other shore.
Horn happily agreed.
But at that moment, a roar came from the sky:
"Horn!"
That voice seemed to come from a distant sky, like a thunderbolt, severing Horn's connection with the Ark.
Subsequently, a force so immense that even Horn, a non-Ability User, could feel it, awakened him from the brink of death!
Renault's hand had unknowingly loosened.
It wasn't Renault's carelessness, but Renault suddenly felt fear.
Renault never expected that Antoine and Nikola had still not resolved that Oriental person until now!
Renault thought Wen Xishu was just a henchman, and Horn was the "brain". But clearly, Renault underestimated Wen Xishu.
And at this time, a world-shattering force had finally completed its momentum. A towering sense of oppression, enough to make one's hair stand on end, erupted from Wen Xishu's feet.
The long-accumulated Profound Meaning was finally completed at this moment.
It was only then that Antoine was suddenly startled awake, but everything was already too late. After consuming seven points of Tower Power Value, a shot capable of piercing through destiny had finally been charged up.