Chapter 111 She Thought of a Story
“This is Zhang Hainan. Today, I have discovered that the F-coded urban legend is being summoned by an unknown source, and there may be a risk of awakening. I kindly request everyone to assist in locating the summoner as soon as possible…”
Before Zhang Hainan could elaborate on the situation he was aware of, he sensed that the connection between himself and the outside world was once again severed.
The arrow from the General had briefly pierced a crack in the God Realm of Yangyi, which was now gradually healing.
Immediately following that, six colorful light beams burst forth from the chaotic colors, as if they were the first rays of light piercing the universe.
Like the enormous rainbow bridge in Norse mythology that connects Asgard to Midgard, it extended into the void, showering “grace” on the believers calling out to it, indiscriminately siphoning the power of belief and the massive souls of its followers.
Although this act was undoubtedly akin to fishing in a dried-up pond or burning forests to hunt, it had no choice but to do so.
In its sleep, it heard an unprecedented crisis from the calls of its believers.
If it did not awaken at this moment, it might never wake up again.
Thus, it needed to grow rapidly and harness power to drive the might of the God Realm before truly awakening, exterminating all the uninvited guests invading its domain.
Like an immune system functioning at high intensity, attempting to eliminate the terrible virus that had intruded into its body.
“Buzz—!”
In the sudden buzzing, a myriad of presences surrounded the body of Yangyi, as if within a factory, countless massive machines suddenly trembled, emitting a high-pitched roar.
Accompanied by the roar, inside the depths of the factory, the furnace accumulating massive amounts of spirit energy and the souls of believers began to boil.
Thick smoke of chaotic colors surged forth from towering chimneys, electric lights entwining it, followed by a resounding thunder.
Capturing the malevolent powers bestowed upon objects by humans, the thick smoke rapidly expanded and eroded, sketching out enormous phantoms within the chaotic space.
In the next moment, countless whispers echoed.
“My child will become like this, it’s all because of…”
“That’s a drug from hell, it can’t save anyone…”
“You, just you! Do you know how many lives your weapon has claimed? Your invention is a demon forged from steel!”
The whispers grew louder, eventually transforming into desperate howls, innumerable voices converging into a single, dizzying cacophony.
Within the ever-expanding noise, the most terrifying form of Yangyi’s power gradually revealed itself — the evil thoughts towards objects born from war.
Most of the blame for a war lies with those who initiate it, but often, the weapons used in the war bear the name of the demon instead of the instigators.
However, just as some would use gunpowder to create fireworks while others employ it for slaughter, it is akin to certain medicines that were originally invented to cure, but malicious individuals exploit their addictive side effects for profit.
The wrongdoing lies with those who use them, while the objects themselves may bear no fault.
…
Thus, amidst the deafening roar, thick mist congealed and took form, and countless terrifying weapons rose from the void, aiming at the three invaders.
In the next moment, cannon fire erupted, unleashing the power of destruction towards all directions with overwhelming force.
Zhang Hainan silently stared at the approaching flames, his expression deepening. Taking a deep breath, beams of blue lightning surfaced beneath his skin, coursing through his veins.
“Boom!”
As he opened his mouth, a mass of thunderclouds burst forth, releasing a torrential downpour.
Water vapor spread across a span of over ten kilometers, as hundred-foot thunder coiled and twisted within the mist, revealing a giant formed of water and thunder, majestic yet fierce.
Ahead, a swarm of cannonballs flew in like a vicious flock of crows terrorizing the sky.
Zhang Hainan raised his hand and punched forward, the water-thunder giant behind him synchronizing almost perfectly to meet the rain of cannon fire with its own blow.
In an instant, endless lightning erupted from the water-thunder giant’s body, transforming into a torrent that collided with the raining cannon fire…
Thus, like a supernova explosion, fierce light suddenly erupted.
———
The setting sun bled across the sky, tinting the once desolate streets of Amsterdam red, gradually bustling like nocturnal creatures awakening in the sunset.
On the canal-surrounded streets, alluring red lanterns were lit, and women clad in suggestive attire appeared in the alleys, passionately showcasing their enticing bodies and flashing suggestive smiles at passersby.
At the end of the street stood the Tulip Society, jokingly referred to as the “evil flower of Amsterdam.”
In the office on the top floor of the Tulip Society, in a rarely known secret room.
Bruce Ma knelt on the ground, praying towards a strange statue shrouded in a deep-sea-like green light, its form difficult to describe.
“…Merciful Father, please forgive me; as I walk in your realm, I shall commit acts of slaughter…”
After a moment, his prayer concluded.
Bruce Ma left the secret room and entered the office, where he found the Wordless Book waiting for him.
He looked at the Wordless Book, met her gaze directly, and asked in a deep voice, “Friend, can you guarantee that what you said just now wasn’t a deception?”
After receiving the message transmitted from Zhang Hainan, the Wordless Book had immediately found Bruce Ma.
However, Bruce Ma was skeptical of the Wordless Book’s words.
He had already sacrificed those traitors to the deity; how could there still be disasters?
If that were the case, it would undoubtedly severely weaken the Tulip Society.
“That was relayed from the Black Emperor…”
“Friend!” Bruce Ma raised his hand to interrupt the Wordless Book, his expression darkening, “I don’t want to know what your colleague said; I just want to know if you can guarantee you haven’t deceived me?”
“Of course.” The Wordless Book replied coolly.
“…” Bruce Ma stared at the Wordless Book, pondered for a few seconds, then walked to his desk, opened a compartment in the drawer, revealing various firearms astonishingly coated in gold, exuding a terrifying aura.
“Friend, you’ve successfully persuaded me… these are all divine gifts capable of killing bishop-level spiritual ability users, pick one?”
“No, I don’t need these.” The Wordless Book shook her head expressionlessly.
Bishop-level corresponded to the A-grade assessment standard of universal spirit energy fluctuations, which was completely useless to her.
“You don’t wish to fight alongside me?” Bruce Ma frowned.
“Not at all…” The Wordless Book shook her head again, turning to look at a bookshelf in the corner of the office, saying lightly, “If possible, can you lend me a book?”
“Lend me a book that records the most terrifying legends of this area?”
Bruce Ma was momentarily stunned, pointing to a book on the shelf with a deer leather cover, obviously an ancient tome that had endured many long years.
The Wordless Book nodded, politely responding with a “Thank you,” as she stepped forward to take the book from the shelf.
At the moment she grabbed the book, it vanished from her hands as if it had evaporated.
Following that, Bruce Ma, who had been staring at her intently, felt his pupils violently constrict, his chest heaving, nearly calling out to the deity he believed in.
Although he was the godfather of the largest gang in Amsterdam and had long since become accustomed to various terrifying phenomena, witnessing the most horrific local legend turning into reality right before his eyes almost made him lose composure.
———
“Boom!”
A loud sound erupted without warning, echoing across the sky above Dachunyang Palace at dawn.
The circular Chi Li Hall seemed to have been bitten by something, missing half of its structure.
This building, which had stood for over a thousand years, collapsed in the roar, crumbling to pieces!
Fiery flames roared up from Chi Li Hall, dancing in the night sky, the terrifying tongues of fire licking the heavens, painting half the sky red.
Twisted figures emerged from the flames, flying in all directions.
It was like a swarm of locusts migrating.
Accompanied by the emergence of those twisted figures from the flames, massive constructs made from alchemical materials within Chi Li Hall broke through its shattered walls, rushing in every direction.
Following that, as the protective mountain array of Dachunyang Palace was triggered by the abnormal fluctuations of spirit energy released by those twisted figures, the ancient bronze bell within Zhen Ting Hall began to vibrate, emitting a deep hum.
Amidst that heart-pounding buzzing sound, countless solidified spell formulas appeared above Dachunyang Palace, densely packed, shimmering like stars.
Then…
“Falling Stars!”
Thus, the sounds of battle erupted within Dachunyang Palace.
———
In Shizhou City, near Jiajucheng.
Courageously bloodied, Qing Xiazi protected a group of Dachunyang Palace disciples behind her, beams of lightning bursting from her arms, behind her stood a towering, ferocious giant shadow, beating a great drum.
“Bang—Bang—!”
As a deafening drumbeat resounded, countless arcs of electricity danced, keeping the suddenly bolstered Wang Elder and a group of Dachunyang Palace disciples who had morphed into half-human, half-object forms at bay.
She kept retreating, leaving deep gouges in the ground behind her.
The moment she released her spirit pattern power without restraint to protect the remaining Dachunyang Palace disciples, she had already retreated several dozen meters.
While she was far from being unable to hold on, after receiving the message transmitted from Zhang Hainan through the mourning Gray Owl Badge and learning about the explosion at Chi Li Hall, her mood had turned heavy.
From the descriptions given by the disciples left behind, the situation inside Dachunyang Palace was far more critical than on the Jiajucheng side; even several of the left-behind elders were embroiled in fierce battles, helplessly watching as Chi Li Hall was engulfed in flames.
Just at that moment, the Chief Priest was trapped within the dreadful God Realm of the urban legend, unable to send aid.
Dachunyang Palace was clearly on the brink of a catastrophe.
“Buzz—Buzz—!”
As Qing Xiazi struggled to withstand the attack from Wang Elder while protecting the Dachunyang Palace disciples, her mourning Gray Owl Badge suddenly trembled.
Following that, she heard Bi Xuzi’s voice in her ear.
“Junior sister, I’ve managed to break through to near Chi Li Hall and am trying to cut off the source… d*mn it!”
Bi Xuzi, for some reason, suddenly exclaimed, cursing shockingly, before falling silent.
Upon hearing this, Qing Xiazi froze for a few seconds, regaining her senses and urgently asking, “Elder brother? How is it on your side? Are you okay?!”
After a long while, Bi Xuzi weakly responded, “No, I’m fine… it’s just that I witnessed something unexpected.”
“Ah…” Qing Xiazi sighed in relief, “Elder brother, we are in our forties now, as teachers, can you not be so reckless? It’s a bit frightening.”
“Tch, you wouldn’t be steady either if you were here!” Bi Xuzi retorted.
“What do you mean?”
“Do you… believe in miracles existing in this world?”
After a pause, Bi Xuzi added, “I used to not believe, but what I saw today… I believe now.”
Qing Xiazi, “???”
Did elder brother get bewitched by the Miracle Cult?
Dealing with the F-coded urban legend was already quite challenging, let alone adding the Miracle Cult into the mix…
———
Dachunyang Palace.
Bi Xuzi stood on an empty ground not far from Chi Li Hall, gazing blankly at the partially collapsed and flame-engulfed Chi Li Hall.
On the ruins of Chi Li Hall, amidst the remains left by a collapsed tower resembling a skeleton, stood a figure shrouded in golden light, cradling a similarly glowing brain-like object in his hands.
He stood there like a flame in the night, attracting countless twisted figures, who flew towards him like moths to a flame.
However.
As he stood there and did nothing, the twisted figures flying towards him all suffered “accidents.”
Either the flames ignited the alchemical materials within the ruins, causing intense explosions that tore apart any nearby figures.
Or the spell formulas from the protective mountain array hit precisely, causing them to evaporate instantly.
Or, inexplicably, they fell from the sky, landing half-dead.
Simultaneously, that figure standing amidst the ruins remained unscathed, and the golden light enveloping him grew increasingly radiant.
The most absurd part was that the explosion caused by the alchemical materials within Chi Li Hall, which were already melting from high heat, sent those materials soaring into the sky, unexpectedly repairing the cracks that had appeared on the protective mountain array due to the collapse of Chi Li Hall.
Bi Xuzi, “…”
I’ve lived for so many years and never encountered such a situation; I was simply dumbfounded…
Repairing the damage of the protective mountain array requires not only carefully selected materials but also an outrageously precise dosage; even the Chief Priest’s arrival would involve considerable effort.
Yet now, merely through chaotic and unpredictable explosions, the damage was repaired… isn’t this a miracle?
———
As Yangyi was about to awaken, both humans and ghosts were showcasing their powers, and only Luxianbei was getting beaten!
On a section of the Shizhou City ring expressway shrouded in thick fog.
A roar erupted.
Luxianbei flew backward close to the ground, crashing into the mountain wall beside the highway.
Dirt and rocks shattered, flying everywhere.
Before she could get back up, the mountain wall behind her suddenly exploded, and a thick arm reached out, grabbing her and throwing her violently into the sky.
Following that, another figure flashed above her, showering her with astonishingly hot black flames.
In the tumultuous time of the past ten minutes, she gradually understood how those items operated under Hu Chuan’s control, as they replicated their owner’s original power.
Among those several items, not only did most belong to A-Class spiritual ability users, but several also belonged to A+ Class users like Zhang Shuo.
Luxianbei felt like she was participating in a football match with a significant power disparity, having no opportunity to fight back.
That’s right, she was the poor football!
Faced with so many incredibly powerful enemies, she couldn’t find an opening to counterattack and could only defend passively.
Although she had confidence in killing individual enemies, what would happen afterward?
After taking down one or two enemies, the massive consumption of spirit energy and exposed vulnerabilities during attacks would provide other enemies with ample opportunity to k*ll her.
This situation looked like a slow d*ath; however, there was still a chance to buy time until Big Cousin arrived with reinforcements.
The only thing she could be thankful for was that the person resembling Qing Ji, wielding a long sword, had not moved and was simply standing there, coldly observing everything.
Considering her record of barely winning a few times against Qing Ji, she couldn’t even bear to think about what might happen if that figure joined the fray.
“…”
Given the circumstances, that old man Zhang Hainan was still expecting her to help k*ll Hu Chuan?
What a pipe dream!
Were she able just to ensure her survival, that would be impressive enough! Luxianbei thought.
Just then, like thunder, the sound of galloping footsteps erupted at the end of the expressway.
Turning her head, she saw a bolt of lightning tearing through the thick fog, tracing a dazzling arc across the dark, gray expressway.
Seeing this, Luxianbei felt a surge of joy, her eyes brightening slightly.
It was Big Cousin, bringing reinforcements… wait!
What on earth was Big Cousin doing?
Why did she come back with only Huasang? Luxianbei wondered.
What she didn’t know was that the Shuishu Beast had genuinely tried its best, leaving the expressway, it followed Huasang’s scent, finding her halfway, and practically carried Huasang, running all over Shizhou City.
However, everyone was too preoccupied to consider coming to Luxianbei’s aid.
Suddenly, a shadow silently approached from behind Luxianbei, and a bizarre figure with an adult’s face yet the body of a seven or eight-year-old child emerged from the darkness.
[His hammer smashed your skull from the rear!]
A premonition flashed through Luxianbei’s mind. She jerked around, just as she was about to draw her sword to block when a whistling sound came from behind her.
Suddenly, Huasang leaped off the back of the Shuishu Beast, stepped in the air twice, and flew straight at Luxianbei, momentarily crossing paths with her before crashing into the figure attacking from behind.
“Bang!” With a muffled thud, Huasang was unscathed, while that figure was sent flying far away.
Luxianbei was momentarily stunned, turning around to give Huasang a thumbs-up.
She particularly appreciated teammates who decisively took action at critical moments rather than those who did nothing but shout “Watch out!” and distracted her, leading to opportunities for the enemy.
Moreover…
Seeing Huasang’s gesture, she suddenly thought of a story.
Once there was a little girl from Huacheng, with an offensive edge to trap all objects, while there was also a little girl from Shizhou City, whose body was indomitable and could not be ensnared; together they rode a divine beast to respond—how would that be?
