Chapter Two Hundred Ninety-Two: What About You?
The Shaman Queen never expected to see this girl again, who had once dealt her a heavy blow.
In his understanding, the majority of urban legends could not last for a thousand years.
After a millennium, they would either perish or their powers would change; it was absolutely impossible for a girl like the one before him to have her powers not only intact but seemingly advanced from a flourishing state.
It was like how, when a young boy left home at eighteen, the girl next door was only eight years old, and when he returned at eighty, the girl looked just eighteen.
It was outrageous and suspicious!
At least one of them, the boy or the girl, had a problem with their age.
However, after a brief shock, the Shaman Queen quickly calmed down.
He didn’t care about the girl’s abnormalities.
As long as it was a face-to-face contest, he, Que Pijia, would not feel fear from any enemy.
Killing and struggle only excited him.
“……”
So, how should he address her?
Shen Baiwei? Calamity? Or Lilith? The Shaman Queen pondered.
He felt he had heard these names somewhere, but the impressions were very vague; he only remembered that the girl was his kind.
Then, the already blurred memories from a millennium ago began to crystallize in his mind, feeling strange as if they had appeared out of thin air.
Then.
In a daze, it felt as if an illusion appeared, the girl’s words resounded in his ears—“A thousand years later? Don’t worry! I will be waiting for you there.”
That was the last sentence he heard from the girl a thousand years ago.
As this sentence echoed in his mind, the Shaman Queen suddenly had a moment of realization.
He suddenly understood the true meaning of the guidance that was conveyed to him moments ago, along with that gigantic and bizarre shadow, just as he was about to fall into slumber a thousand years ago—he could unleash the resentment of his shattered long-held wishes that had been sealed for a millennium upon the girl before him without restraint.
If he could take the chance to slay the girl, he would be able to avoid the malicious punishment of the world and regain the opportunity to set the flames of war across the land and fulfill his long-held desires.
Thus, the Shaman Queen finally remembered what he had said to the girl just before he fell asleep a thousand years ago, curling his lips into a smirk.
“Although I don’t know how you preserved the integrity of your powers over the past thousand years, I never expected you to remain as foolish and naive as a thousand years ago?”
The Shaman Queen did not want a relentless feud with the girl, as she was one of the rare kindred he had encountered in this world.
If possible, he would prefer to make her understand his thoughts and join him in trampling countless living beings underfoot.
“Has such a long time not changed your mind? Just like I once told you… don’t you realize that if you do not want to be used as a tool by others, you can only conquer them and become a deity no one dares to oppose?”
“Sorry!” Luxianbei replied expressionlessly, “Just a mere thousand years, it’s nothing but a snap of the fingers for me… You say, how can someone fall asleep and have their mind go problematically awry?”
“Is that so? I understand now.” A hint of dimness appeared in the Shaman Queen’s eyes but was quickly replaced by an increasingly intense murderous intent and fury.
“Well then, I apologize…”
As he spoke, he raised his armored hands and clenched them tightly.
In an instant, the spirit energy surged, and waves of crimson bl**d light enveloped him.
His powers destined him to ignite the flames of war, until there was nothing left in the world to conquer.
No one or urban legend would be able to stop him!
The hatred of a millennium of imprisonment, the pain of shattered long-held wishes, transformed into his rage, incinerating all obstacles.
Even if those standing in front of him were his former kind whom he wished to befriend…
“Are you ready to bear my wrath? Kindred…”
As the words fell, the suddenly surging spirit energy caused the surrounding space to shudder.
bl**d surged, soaring into the sky.
Amidst the armored bl**d shadows, neighing warhorses, and racing war chariots, along with slightly rough and ancient-looking guns and artillery engraved with inscriptions… various battlefields’ shadows emerged from the bl**d light.
It was as if countless fiercely fighting battlefields descended here simultaneously, overlapping and filling the vast heavens and earth.
Not far away, Tongzi Tian, who had just been heavily injured and knocked down by the Shaman Queen’s suppressed powers, struggled to stand up and immediately realized he had fallen into an even more terrifying phenomenon created by the Shaman Queen, his heart filled with dread.
He hurriedly propped himself up, standing on the ground, then drove his powers to their utmost limit.
With the sound of steel roaring, giant creatures emerged from the refracted steel light, their formidable bodies trampling the ground, charging in all directions.
Like moving fortresses, they tore open a bloody path surrounded by armored bl**d shadows and racing warhorses and chariots.
However, while these visions of war were also projections of battle, there were differences.
Although the ancient Indian elephant cavalry was fierce, how could they possibly match the Red Armored Artillery?
The next moment, accompanied by a deafening roar, countless bursts of fire exploded, and the cries of the giant elephants echoed through the heavens and earth.
Thus, after the second collision of phenomena triggered by powers, Tongzi Tian was once again suppressed, clutching his chest and kneeling on one knee in sheer pain.
However, whether it was the artillery fire, Tongzi Tian’s struggles, or the seemingly endless phenomena caused by the Shaman Queen’s powers, were all ignored by those golden-red eyes shrouded in distorted light.
Luxianbei coldly gazed at the Shaman Queen, expressionless, and retorted, “What about you?”
In that moment, what appeared before her were Hong Bian’s relieved smile, the torment endured by the residents of God Realm Yumen for generations, the countless lingering souls drifting within God Realm Yumen, and the shadow of Long Bang, who had gone mad and staggered alone towards eternal darkness.
What about you?
Are you ready to bear my wrath, Shaman Queen?
Luxianbei thought, and in the next moment, a torrent of blazing light engulfed all phenomena in front of her and guided her to the Shaman Queen, then she raised her hand…
A punch!
At the moment of swinging her fist, Luxianbei unleashed without reservation the terrifying power of the Miracle Flower that had been accumulating within her since the moment she left God Realm Yumen.
Countless chaotic black lines that continued to gnaw and slice through her flesh exploded in the palm of her hand, as if an explosion occurred, but without a sound, only annihilation.
As if the light was swallowed, a torrent of darkness surged forth.
At the end of the darkness, towering flames followed closely…
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“I found it, I found it!”
As the furious heat erupted over the wasteland, melting steel and flesh, cheers echoed in the monitoring room of Siye Association Headquarters.
Seeing the excited operators in the monitoring room, Wu Yuhui hurriedly leaned to the microphone and inquired, “What’s happening? What did you find?”
“Uh, Secretary… We found the urban legend that triggered the disturbances in the aura around Yumen Pass within a hundred miles!”
“Oh?” Wu Yuhui frowned, “Can we get a live feed from the scene?”
“Yes, just a moment!”
After the words fell, the blurred image from the wasteland outside God Realm Yumen appeared on the big screen in the monitoring room.
On the wasteland, the writhing bl**d was covered by flames, and everything in sight was cloaked in a layer of dazzling light, rising heat waves that felt like the scorching summer, reflecting the fierce sunlight off the metal, giving one a dry sensation just from the sight.
“Zizizi—Zizizi—!”
Accompanied by intermittent electrical sounds and flickering snowflakes, a figure surrounded by flames and strange black lines stood confronting the Shaman Queen.
“Is that the urban legend that triggered the abnormal aura? Cataclysm Grade? Why is there no record of it in Siye Association’s files?”
Wu Yuhui muttered to herself while resting her chin on one hand, glancing at the Siye Association operators in the monitoring room, and said seriously, “Has the power analysis result for the target urban legend come out?”
“It should be ready, Secretary.” Someone replied, “Calculating the time, it should be delivered to you shortly.”
A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door.
“Dong dong dong—!”
“Come in!” Wu Yuhui turned and said, and just as she finished speaking, an operator from the Siye Association, sweating profusely, rushed into the office and handed her a document.
She took the document and quickly flipped through it, her gaze stopping at the end, frowning.
【… Preliminary judgment indicates that the target urban legend is Calamity (Note 1).】
In the bottom right corner of that page, the content of Note 1 detailed the “achievements” of Calamity, confirming the target’s uniqueness.
Wu Yuhui, “……”
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“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The deafening explosions rang out over the wasteland as the figure of Calamity clashed with the Shaman Queen dozens of times, waves from the spirit energy explosions creating fierce storms, whipping up endless yellow sand.
The Wordless Book gazed at the two urban legends fiercely battling, gradually coming back to her senses, and looked down at the mourning Gray Owl Badge in her hand, infusing it with spirit energy to relay a message to Zhang Hainan.
“You… did you foresee all of this?”
Relying on being slightly older than Zhang Hainan, she hardly ever used honorifics with him, but at this moment, she was genuinely shaken by his foresight ability.
“No need for such flattery, a mere parlor trick.” Zhang Hainan said, “Since Calamity has already confronted the Shaman Queen, there should be no danger ahead. The aftermath of the disaster on the Yumen Pass side will be your old friend’s responsibility; I won’t be meddling any further.”
“Rest assured, I’m here with the General; we will handle it properly.” The Wordless Book replied.
“That’s wonderful.” Zhang Hainan said, “Then I will take my leave for now.”
After hearing Zhang Hainan’s last sentence, the Wordless Book hesitated.
Not knowing if she had misheard, she always felt that Zhang Hainan’s voice sounded somewhat faint.
Perhaps this is the price of peering into the fabric of fate? That Yunshen Machine fellow met his end in this way, too. I just didn’t expect even the Black Emperor couldn’t bear this cost… The Wordless Book thought.
(Ah, it’s time for the battle section I’m least good at writing, I’m really stuck here; let me take a day to revise… QAQ)
