The End of the World: Chaos

"Can I really draw one of the four great beings?" He muttered to himself, with a determined flame flashing in his eyes. At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the side.

"Would you like me to help you analyze it?"

Yang Yi turned his head and saw his good friend Lin Xuan walking towards him with a smile on his face. The messy black hair and bright eyes made Yang Yi couldn't help but smile.

"You're here to make trouble again." Yang Yi said half-jokingly, "Didn't you say you would leave some glory for me? Why are you still making trouble here now?"

"This is not making trouble, but enhancing the light of glory for you and me!" Lin Xuan was full of confidence and self-righteous, as if the mysterious tool was obtained by him alone.

"Okay, you are right." Yang Yi shook his head and sighed, his eyes turned back to the extraction disk, his expression slightly solemn, "But this time, I am afraid I have to do the analysis myself, after all, the power I control is what I need."

"That's absolutely true." Lin Xuan folded his hands, sat aside, and showed an expectant smile on his face.

Yang Yi focused his mind on the extraction disk again, silently thinking that his ability had improved and his confidence was growing. He closed his eyes and began to mobilize the energy around him, trying his best to concentrate. After a while, he felt the space around him tremble slightly, as if responding.

"Sure enough, the attributes of the eight-winged angel are extraordinary, containing the power of light and justice." He said softly, as if talking to himself. He recalled his past adventures, and those powerful beings made him realize the depth and breadth of this power.

"Yang Yi, come on!" Lin Xuan encouraged from the side. His voice was clear and crisp, like an inspiring horn, making Yang Yi's heart boil.

Yang Yi opened his eyes again, his heart surging, and his fingers extended to the extraction plate. Just as he was about to touch the mysterious energy source, he hesitated and stopped.

"What are you worried about?" Lin Xuan asked in confusion, "Are you hesitating again?"

"I was thinking...if I really draw a high-level being as I wished, how should I deal with the next battle?" Yang Yi's face was solemn and his thoughts were confused.

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "If it is really an existence of that level, it is indeed necessary to think carefully. However, don't forget that extraction itself is a sign of opportunity. If you give up because of heavy thoughts, wouldn't it be a pity?"

"What you said seems to make some sense." Yang Yi smiled slightly, and the tension in his heart was slightly released.

"Come on, no need to hesitate! You will know after giving it a try!" Lin Xuan was filled with excitement and waved his hand to encourage, as if to sweep away Yang Yi's concerns.

"Okay!" Yang Yi nodded firmly, finally stretched out his hand and resolutely pressed the withdrawal button.

Then, the extraction disk burst into a stream of light, and the surrounding space vibrated, as if responding to his inner desire. Yang Yi's heartbeat accelerated, his soul was seized, and he fantasized about the powerful power he was about to obtain.

"What did I draw?" Yang Yi asked anxiously, his face becoming increasingly nervous with anticipation.

"Let's reveal it together!" Lin Xuan followed closely behind, his eyes flickering, all attracted by this mysterious power.

Instantly, low and shocking sounds were heard, the light gradually faded, and an extraordinary existence suddenly appeared in front of Yang Yi's eyes. It was a pair of dazzling eight wings, emitting an almost sacred light, like a god descending from the sky, suffocating.

"Eight-winged angel!" Lin Xuan's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Did you really draw this huge creature?"

"That's right." Yang Yi was slightly shocked, with many thoughts swirling in his mind. He tried to calm himself down, "But what does this power mean to me--"

"Don't worry too much, just accept it as much as you can." Lin Xuan encouraged, and then gave Yang Yi a thumbs up, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Well, opportunity." Yang Yi looked thoughtful and raised his hands high. The image of the eight-winged angel gradually merged with him. Strong energy surged in his body like a surging wave.

"Remember, the energy is in your own control. Only by mastering this can you bring the power of the Eight Wings to its peak." Lin Xuan's voice rang in Yang Yi's ears, like a horn filled with power.

Yang Yi closed his eyes and meditated on the power and responsibility bestowed by the eight-winged angel. He could feel the changes in his body flowing like a river, endless, and that power gradually flowed into the depths of his soul. The feeling of comfort and power filled his heart, making him forget himself.

When he opened his eyes again, Yang Yi's eyes were already shining with confidence and determination. He understood that he had new strength and was embarking on a brand new path.

"Thank you, Lin Xuan, for giving me this opportunity." Yang Yi smiled, feeling like he was reborn.

"At this moment, the you I see is what I expected!" Lin Xuan patted Yang Yi on the shoulder, his tone as firm as that of a comrade-in-arms.