Chapter 577: The Blade Reshaping Order
“How is that possible? Even the Excessive Consumption Spellbook…”
Everyone stared at the Witch Academy side, watching as the massive body destroyed by a few working together healed once again, as if no attack had any effect on this giant monster.
Earlier, when the player’s silhouette appeared in the air of the Dungeon Space, the pixels they had broken down coalesced into a humanoid pixel giant.
In an instant, this kind of monster shattered everyone’s unrealistic fantasies.
Many again charged forward to dismantle this big guy just like before, but the body that had been broken was quickly “healed,” and this combat method, which didn’t require any defense at all, caused the students’ side to lose several top-tier combat forces in no time.
“So this is the so-called Excessive Consumption Spellbook? I thought it was something powerful… what a waste!” The enormous figure controlled by the player grasped the student who had struck with all her might.
The pixelated palm gripped the transformed girl tightly, as if crushing a bug.
“Let me go!”
The girl resisted with all her might, desperately activating her current Excessive Consumption Transformation, flames bursting forth from the gaps between the pixels, scorching heat and terrifying power exploding to blow the hand away.
Only then could she escape.
“President!” Seeing the girl freed, someone rushed forward to assist.
The one being called “President” was naturally Ming Xueming, the head of the All-purpose Association.
“It’s fine… no…” At that moment, the power displayed by Ming Xueming’s transformation diminished, as the violent break from the restraints had cost her dearly.
If she didn’t cancel the transformation soon, it might not be long before she would face a backlash.
Just as they took a moment to breathe, the shattered pixel hand restored itself again.
“Be careful!”
Ming Xueming watched the approaching hand, hurriedly leading those who came to assist her to dodge to the side. She barely had time to extinguish the flames on her body before rolling away clumsily.
Then, the place where they had just stood erupted with a loud boom as the hand came crashing down, accompanied by countless pixel blocks raining down, as if it were simply crushing insects.
The splattering dust and debris scattered in all directions, but even the smallest particles took the regular form of pixel blocks.
This was the most intuitive representation of the Field Order shaped by Extraordinary Pixels.
“What a disorganized mess, in the face of absolute power, you have no ability to retaliate! Child of Fortune? Just a bunch of spoiled brats from their own worlds! Did you really think you were something special?”
“I’ve seen too many Children of Fortune in various worlds, rushing at us shouting about friendship and love, only to meet the same fate as you now.”
“Thinking you’re a Child of Fortune, believing yourself to be exceptional, is just self-indulgence in a small world.”
“You have no idea what the world beyond looks like…”
As the player zealously suppressed everyone, they mocked all in a manner akin to a superior looking down.
But the speaker was unintentional, while the listeners absorbed it with intent.
The players, through their harsh output, completely shattered everyone’s rosy view of fortune and their mindless expectations of the Children of Fortune.
Being harshly confronted with the truth felt like something that had happened before… some recalled the event from Ninglan New City, after all, the déjà vu was too strong. The last time, they had been ground under by Dream Demons; although they ultimately won, those Dream Demons still dealt them a cutting truth from their high vantage point.
It was also that time when everyone had elevated the Children of Fortune onto a pedestal, and now, they found themselves harshly thrown to the ground.
Reality seemed to tell them that there was no such thing as a free lunch, and that no one was inherently superior.
Ignorance and folly had forged their false ascendance, and the truth felt like a sharp blade piercing through their inflating vanity.
The mental blow was far more painful than the physical; at this moment, the gathered Children of Fortune exhibited a range of reactions—some were mad, some sorrowful, some in denial, while others were expressionless.
Perhaps this was the disparity between people.
At that moment, Tan Han stood there in a daze, gazing at the swirling Threads of Fortune in the sky.
At this moment, she was the one reacting the most calmly.
Meanwhile, she seemingly began to understand the level of Xiao Han; the Children of Fortune… were truly just that.
But it wasn’t too late to make a change now, was it?
The Children of Fortune had lost their so-called halo; looking back, she was just a newcomer who had entered the extraordinary world for half a year, with all having been dazzled by the extravagant world of the extraordinary.
But now… after realizing all this, they had plenty of time to rectify this error.
“Qiuyue… can you control those Threads of Fortune? If we just let it be… the fortune will really be harvested by those players…” Tan Han finally turned to ask Ninglan Qiuyue.
“I’m afraid not… this level of fortune can’t even be compensated by everyone sacrificing their flesh to contribute to the Heart of Ninglan, and I can’t do that level either,” Ninglan Qiuyue shook her head.
Ninglan Qiuyue was similar to Tan Han; her fixation on the identity of being a Child of Fortune was the least of her concerns.
She wasn’t good at vying for power in the Main World; she only played her role well as the City Lord of Ninglan New City.
Even her relationship with the Witch Secret Realm Association was initiated by them; they sought to establish a connection with Ninglan New City.
It was said that Ninglan New City would make significant moves during this holiday, and she had stayed as per the suggestions of various teachers, even the Academy Head, instead of going home.
Tan Han stared blankly at the bl**d-red sky, realizing that only she could see what those players were doing.
As everyone despaired, those players were crazily harvesting the power of fortune, and she felt powerless.
Truly powerless?
Tan Han questioned herself, if she wanted to accomplish something, should it be about “herself” achieving it, or about… achieving the result?
But at this moment, she had an answer inside her heart.
The process was undoubtedly very important, but it was clear… that the result at this moment was even more important!
Just as Tan Han pondered, a sudden cold wave erupted in the distance.
Tan Han instinctively thought it was the power of the Heart of Cold Wave activating, but when she looked over, she realized it was not.
It was the power erupting from the place of the Aphhemia Forest Elf.
An ice and snow-formed elf shadow sustained a shield forged from ice, protecting a figure.
At this moment, only people from Aphhemia Academy knew what this was.
This was the “Protection of the Snow Elf” given to the Child of Fortune Yao Beijuan by an instructor from Aphhemia Academy, activating only in moments of extreme danger.
It could be said to be an excellent life-saving measure, but it couldn’t protect Yao Beijuan and the others indefinitely.
Now, everyone had been deceived by the players; they had powerful means, but their own strength had been exhausted prematurely. Even for the Witch Academy, represented by the top-tier power—the Excessive Consumption Spellbook—no one could release it at this moment.
“Tan Han… don’t you have the means to summon Yang Yuelan…?”
“Yeah… it seems there’s no time for hesitation now…” Tan Han nodded, not refuting the suggestion, “You say… with so much time passed, why haven’t the instructors from Extraordinary Academy arrived yet?”
“I don’t know.”
“Perhaps it’s like last time in Ninglan New City; maybe they are observing our performance from a place we don’t know… only this time, we’ve handed in a thoroughly terrible examination paper…”
Tan Han posed a question to herself, and then answered it herself; she had already had the answer deep in her heart.
Perhaps the players’ arrogance was also a result of the instructors’ indulgence.
“So that’s how it is?” Ninglan Qiuyue responded, a hint of surprise in her tone, but she did not refute it.
“Xiao Han has become a Teaching Assistant; perhaps she is also observing our reactions like those instructors?” Tan Han raised a business card in her hand. The last time she tried to summon Xiao Han, she saved her once, and this time, she would likely trouble Xiao Han again.
“This is your… thing for summoning Xiao Han?” Ninglan Qiuyue looked at the business card in Tan Han’s hand, on which “Yang Yuelan” and contact information were written.
“Yeah… I just hope I don’t pull Xiao Han into a fire pit…”
After making this decision, she no longer hesitated.
Suddenly, countless rune rituals emerged from the business card; the manifestation of these runes was visibly much more advanced than that small object from before.
As the runes emerged, a magic circle was quickly constructed!
“Wait… Tan Han, don’t confront that guy directly!”
The sudden appearance of the rune ritual drew the attention of several senior students nearby, who anxiously urged Tan Han not to do anything reckless.
Even they felt powerless to confront this guy; let alone Tan Han.
The reason they continued to hold on was simply waiting for the instructors from the Witch Academy to notice the anomaly here and come to rescue them.
The enemy’s strength far exceeded their understanding, and waiting for rescue was not shameful.
But Tan Han did not stop, for she knew what she was doing; she activated the summoning business card, signaling her compromise, her surrender, and admitting she had no ability to turn the tide in this situation.
“Oh? You dare to act against me? You really are overestimating yourself!”
“I naturally know it’s an overestimation… but I never said I was going to attack!” In that moment, Tan Han felt a sense of ease wash over her; even her tone became more confident.
Now… the only thing she needed to worry about was whether Xiao Han could arrive in time. Thinking this, Tan Han instinctively closed her eyes.
If she couldn’t… then all her assumptions would be wrong, everything was merely her imagination, and she had no plans, ultimately meeting her destined calamity.
But if she could…
At that thought, Tan Han braced for the incoming strike aimed at her.
Fueled by an instinctual fear of d*ath, Tan Han couldn’t help but open her eyes; even in d*ath, she wanted to confront her demise directly.
Yet when she opened her eyes, she was stunned by the scene before her!
The ritual formed by the runes emanating from the business card shone brightly, a clear sign that the summoning ritual was being responded to.
Then, a familiar figure emerged from the white light.
“Just as I thought…” Tan Han sighed softly.
The tension vanished in an instant, and she felt her body weak from the tension, her steps a bit unsteady.
Everyone was drawn to the transformation occurring at that moment; they didn’t know what Tan Han was doing, but as the light dissipated, a figure appeared before them all.
She stood there, holding a long sword sheathed.
But she showed no sign of fear in the face of that gigantic pixel creation.
Even from afar, everyone resonated with her fearless demeanor.
Switching perspectives to me.
Once again summoned by the Reverse Summoning Spell, I had thought I would feel my position shift during the summoning, but I failed. However, that didn’t matter because I had something more important to do.
“Such a limit.”
I looked up at the enormous palm descending from above and chuckled lightly, not caring.
Because at this moment, despite its speed, in my perception, it felt incredibly slow. So long as I aimed to do something, time would come for me…
My understanding and perception of the Sense of Time had expanded beyond just reading and studying… or perhaps everything I did was a form of learning.
I pushed the thumb of my left hand against the sword guard, a distinctly different order blossoming from the revealed two-finger blade.
“I said… I would do this before your eyes…”
My voice resonated, and even those with differing senses of time clearly heard what I said, with not an ounce of distortion.
Accompanying my voice was the subtle friction between the blade and the sheath.
Half of the blade was drawn, an invisible order rippling out as pixels scattered in the air coalesced around me, forming a vacuum zone.
The once crimson visual filter began to gradually collapse.
I stood there, giving the impression that my aura was different from everyone else’s.
The pixelated ground beneath transformed into rippling water, waves radiating outward from my feet.
“Let’s cut down your most prided power!”
As I finished speaking, all phenomena converged at this moment, as if everything just now had been an illusion, with only the blade in my hand flickering with a cold gleam.
I stepped forward, and the massive hand that was slapping down appeared slow again, but this time, it was slow not only in my eyes but everyone else’s as well.
I disregarded it completely, holding the sword with one hand, my gaze firm.
In the next moment, a silver-white crescent slashed out!
It cut directly toward the imposing giant hand.
Where the blade passed, it seemed to sever space, and a massive silhouette flashed in the rift.
At this moment, countless pixel blocks accompanied the giant hand, obscuring the sun, radiating an irresistible order, aiming to completely subdue its current target.
Yet all of this was devoured by that streak of silver light!
The previously unstoppable strike was reshaped by another force of order at this moment, as countless Extraordinary Pixels dissipated under this collision of orders!
And the momentum of the blade was unyielding, cleaving through the right arm of the pixel being, which was caught completely off guard, having no time to defend—or rather, they had never thought of defense.
But at this moment, the blade sliced through its body, splitting it in half, crashing down. They attempted to merge once more, but to their horror, they discovered they couldn’t!
For between their divided forms, another order emerged from the path of the blade, spreading cracks that began to erode the order of the Dungeon.
Until that blade reached the distant horizon, as if the sky had been torn apart.
Everyone’s gaze was drawn to the scene as the sky was ripped.
It was a colossal tree so vast that its entire form couldn’t be seen!
Even with the sky torn, one could only glimpse its treetop.
Countless streams of knowledge flowed upon it; even a mere glance overwhelmed one with endless information.
