Chapter 219: No hurry, just wait a little longer!
Hearing Tongzi Tian’s roar, Wordless Book emerged from her hiding place and looked towards the direction of the sound. After seeing the scene on the wasteland, her brows furrowed, and her expression turned grave.
Logically speaking, Tongzi Tian’s transformed body was said to be indestructible; even among Cataclysm Graders, it would be difficult to inflict fatal injuries on him, let alone the relatively weaker [Winter].
Moreover, why did [Winter] attack Tongzi Tian? There was no reason!
Unless…
Wordless Book thought, turning her gaze towards [Winter]’s position, her eyes trembling slightly.
As expected, she saw the scene she had predicted.
On the crumbling dirt hill, [Winter] stood amidst the howling snow and wind, his robes billowing, and on his pale face, a frenzied expression appeared, twisted, erupting in a sickly laughter.
“Hahaha, hahaha, d*e! d*e!”
That chillingly insane laughter echoed in the wind, and thick, dark bl**d gushed from his mouth and nose.
Beneath the heavy clothing being torn by the gale, a gaunt body could be faintly seen, with scarlet streams of light crawling like poisonous snakes, aging the flesh and bl**d rapidly, causing wrinkles, blemishes, and a proliferation of pus and blisters.
If nothing unexpected occurred, he had already been corrupted by Shaman Queen and had temporarily reached Cataclysm Grade through the power of corruption.
Various intelligence indicated that the main reason [Winter] was unable to advance to Cataclysm Grade was that his inherently sickly body could no longer support the deeper levels of his spirit patterns, but the power of Shaman Queen had broken that limitation.
This did not mean that the power of Shaman Queen healed his physical defects; rather, the overflowing desire for battle made him forget his pain, pushing his spirit patterns into overdrive.
Like a candle flame, burning the last brilliance of life every moment.
“d*mn it, that bunch of bastards from the White God Group, why would they send such a guy here? Didn’t they consider that this kind of result might occur?” Wordless Book, known for her calm demeanor, couldn’t help but curse.
In some legends derived from the predecessor of the Miracle Cult, the Zoroastrian sect, the First Generation Miracle Saint was depicted as the incarnation of the benevolent god Ahura Mazda, while the opposing Shaman Queen was portrayed as the incarnation of the evil god Angra Mainyu. These two deities representing good and evil were sometimes referred to as the White God and the Black God.
As time passed, the White God from Zoroastrian legend naturally blended with the White God worshipped by the White God Group, which became the source of the conflict between the White God Group and the Miracle Cult.
Under such a subtle blending of divine powers, sending [Winter] to Yumen Pass to carry out a mission was like throwing bombs into a fire.
After all, a significant part of his power stemmed from Chernavog, who was also labeled as the Black God in the same vein as Shaman Queen.
If one were to say which of the frontline combat members of the White God Group would be most easily corrupted by the power of Shaman Queen, it would definitely be [Winter].
Then, as if recalling something terrible, she squinted her eyes.
Or is it that those guys from the White God Group never intended for [Winter] to return alive? Wordless Book pondered.
From the intelligence she had gathered, [Winter] had always been in a very awkward position within the White God Group, with some already wanting to remove him from it.
If they could take advantage of the crisis at Yumen Pass to eliminate both the Miracle Cult and [Winter] in one fell swoop, those guys would definitely be more than willing to secretly spur it on.
But.
They shouldn’t just dump the mess onto Siye Society, right?
Siye Society had not assigned their own agents, who had issues far more severe than [Winter], like the Huacheng operative Luxianbei, to the jurisdiction of the White God Group to stir up trouble, right?
One should have some principles in doing things!
Wordless Book thought angrily, quickly pulling out the Gray Owl Badge from her pocket to send a message to Zhang Hainan.
“[Winter] is in trouble, he ambushed Tongzi Tian, aren’t you going to take action?”
Two seconds later, from the Gray Owl Badge came Zhang Hainan’s nonchalant voice.
“No hurry, no hurry, just wait a bit longer! Tongzi Tian isn’t so easily brought down. In my view, even if he was ambushed, he can still hold on for at least an hour.”
Hearing Zhang Hainan say that, Wordless Book was taken aback and looked up.
On the wasteland, the sharp ice pillars piercing through Tongzi Tian’s body had spread and completely covered his massive form, making him stand there like a colossal ice sculpture, his life hanging in the balance.
As Zhang Hainan’s words fell, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the distant wasteland, seemingly echoing his words.
Amidst that thunder, faint verses in Sanskrit could be heard.
As the incantation resonated, Tongzi Tian’s mountain-like body surged upward once more, bursting forth in golden light. His rock-solid muscles shivered and the thick ice encasing him shattered in an instant.
The majestic figure, clad in golden armor, waved his magnificent peacock wings, soaring into the sky amidst the booming sound, accompanied by countless falling ice crystals.
A crown of spirit energy, a sharp sword, and a vajra appeared in his hands, and his once childlike face now bore a fierceness, his eyes ablaze with anger.
He cast a glance back at the deranged [Winter], his eyes wide with fury, but instead of returning out of personal grudge from the ambush, he swung his sword and vajra, charging forward towards the city gate.
As the power of Shaman Queen flowed out from the shattered seams of the God Realm Yumen, the grand city gate was stained with the colors of bl**d and flames, revealing a hint of savagery, as if it were a beast emerging from the abyss, ready to devour.
Under the crimson glow emanating from the city gate, the ice and snow that covered the entire wasteland surged violently, continuously coalescing into large, grotesque white figures, rushing towards Tongzi Tian.
But what awaited them were only the sword, the vajra, and the long-prepared iron fist.
With a swing of Tongzi Tian’s robust arms, everything that obstructed him seemed to dissolve like bubbles.
Watching Tongzi Tian’s back as he charged towards the God Realm Yumen, Wordless Book suddenly thought of the legend of Kumara, which was connected to his spirit patterns.
In the legend, there was a powerful asura king named Taraka who, through penance, received the grace of the creator god Brahma and was undefeated, only to be defeated by a child who was just seven days old. After gaining his wish, the asura king became increasingly ambitious and attacked the heavenly realm.
From the Ganges River was born Kumara, who faced countless asura armies alone, fighting for seven days and nights, ultimately beheading Taraka and becoming the God of War.
When the spirit pattern powers are employed, depending on the level of spirit energy, the spirit pattern holders can manifest as urban legends corresponding to their powers, which is one of the most common mythological talents. It was evident that Tongzi Tian had brought this talent to its utmost limit.
At this moment, he was almost the embodiment of the God of War Kumara!
Wordless Book knew that Black Emperor was skilled in divination but had not expected his predictions to be so accurate. For a moment, she was entranced until the voice of Black Emperor echoed in her ears once more.
“Ah! Huasang, you shouldn’t do this; how did I teach you before?”
“Look closely, you should do it this way…”
Amidst the series of admonishments aimed at Huasang, Zhang Hainan cut off the communication from the Gray Owl Badge.
Wordless Book, “???”
Things are already so urgent, and he isn’t on Zixiao Terrace yet?
He still has the time to “play house” at home? Although Tongzi Tian can hold on for now, what about an hour from now? Or what if Shaman Queen really gets free?
Perhaps I can stop Shaman Queen, but what about the other urban legends escaping within Yumen Pass? Do they expect to watch everyone sacrifice themselves? Wordless Book thought heavily.
The crisis at the God Realm Yumen had escalated to such proportions that aside from relying on the long-range strikes of Zixiao Terrace, Siye Society did have other contingency plans.
In fact, ever since the God Realm Yumen was opened, Siye Society had already taken action. A group of Siye Society operatives arrived at the vicinity of Sanlongsha less than ten minutes after the half-urban legend tribes and the Miracle Cult entered Yumen Pass, with a small number of operatives following the Miracle Cult into Yumen Pass, while many others lay in ambush ten kilometers away from Sanlongsha, waiting for the order.
If Zixiao Terrace couldn’t be activated in time, relying on the internal taboo-level amplification and combination spells of Siye Society, those hidden operatives would serve as a new line of defense against the potential threats from the God Realm Yumen.
However, once that new line of defense was activated as a last resort, the outcome would inevitably be heavy casualties, making it accurate to say that they might k*ll a thousand enemies but lose twelve hundred of their own.
Years ago, at Shanhaiguan, in order to ensure the integrity of the super-large spirit energy items within, when Zixiao Terrace couldn’t be used, that was the approach they took.
If it weren’t for the significant losses Siye Society incurred back then at Shanhaiguan, leading the Solar Eclipse Society and various other illegal spirit energy organizations to be emboldened enough to stir up trouble so blatantly within Z Country, it would not have been possible.
Let it be known that among the operatives lying in ambush ten kilometers away, besides those already on task around Yumen Pass, there were also many who had rushed over upon hearing the news—nearly a thousand people, all with spirit energy levels above B rank, almost accounting for one-third of the mid-level forces within Siye Society.
If this group of spirit ability users were to suffer casualties, facing the increasing urban legend incidents and spirit energy attacks yearly, Siye Society’s already limited manpower situation would become even more dire.
Wordless Book pondered for a moment, once again summoning that heavy tome, took a deep breath, and began to write on the blank page.
In her view, disaster is something that can be anticipated and compensated for.
Void had already told her that disaster now seemed to have completely detached from its physical body, falling into a state similar to d*ath, making self-preservation a problem, let alone resolving the crisis of Yumen Pass.
If she could contact the General in time, or have Huaiyuan Jun get the energy rod, there might still be a turnaround.
After writing on the blank page, Wordless Book quickly received a response from Void.
Void: Don’t worry! Miss Nanling is very reasonable. After I explained the whole situation to her, she personally found the energy rod from Disaster’s body and handed it over to me. I’m now on my way to meet Huaiyuan Jun.
Seeing Void’s response, Wordless Book breathed a sigh of relief. But soon, upon seeing the fading words “General” on the page, her spirits sank again.
She knew that the General could potentially resonate with Shaman Queen’s powers…
The General’s delayed response made an ominous premonition rise in her heart.
The General, surely nothing bad has happened, right? Wordless Book thought.
