Chapter 251 The Changing Moment (Thanks to the two Silver Alliances for the Earthbound Spirit’s reward)
The sea of virtual images, near the sea surface.
The timid demon swam past the shattered corpses, resisting the urge to devour them. Lord Doom surfaced a second time in a short time, leaving the sea littered with corpses once again. The sea was filled with fragments of corpses, and who knew which tentacle swam by might belong to some great demon. It dared not move. At the very least, that was a feast reserved for the adults of the Colorless Layer. If the smaller fish or shrimp dared to open their mouths, they would be a part of it in the next moment.
But it was hungry, and when hungry, it had to find a way. So it swam carefully through the corpses, toward the only safe current. The end of this current was that strange demon, the fire that burned brightly in the sea.
"Mr. Ambition," he timidly blurted out a few words he had practiced for a long time. "Hungry. Hungry."
The winged flame - the undying ambition - turned its head and smiled at it.
"You come before me, so you should also know my rules."
"I know." The little devil waved his tentacles, "I owe you one, sir."
"A favor," Ambition corrected. "I'm glad you know how to respect it. Now go."
The cowardly demon bit off a large piece of the corpse, its body suddenly expanding. It frantically swung its tail, trying to escape the harsh waters. "My Lord, I won't mind this slight. Once a contract is signed, it must be repaid."
Ambition exhaled a ball of fire with joy, and put on its own flaming hat. It turned around and took off its hat, and saluted the sea of nothingness with grace and courtesy.
"At your command, Master Chaos."
The great devil's spirit walked out of the ocean current, and the dark purple water shaped and changed to form an illusory wolf head.
"You always come up with new tricks," the Chaos Demon said, "using little things as your eyes and ears."
"With the death of the evil god and the opening of the Heavenly Prison, the world is becoming more and more interesting, and the speed of the trend is far beyond everyone's imagination. Only by making more preparations can we have a chance to get a bigger share." Ambition bowed.
"Whatever you say. The more chaotic the situation, the better." Chaos chuckled. "You still have a fragment left on the shore. Can you really live comfortably now?"
Chaos only adds fuel to the fire, while ambition remains undimmed.
"As you said, I can't always be an incomplete demon. Although it's too risky to try to pull chestnuts out of the fire..."
It looks out to sea, full of anticipation, like a fledgling about to fly into the sky.
"However, wealth and honor must be sought through risk!"
Its gaze pierced the sea, gazing out at the vast expanse of land. That bay had been the land of Yingshi Town not long ago. Even though the swirling dragon had carried away the soil, the mist of history still lingered above the dead land.
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The Netherworld Divine Kingdom, the former capital.
The bone-praying monks made way for a path, paying tribute to the elder monk who had returned from a thousand miles away. The resurrected evil god was an indelible rift in eternal time, and witnessing its return to time with one's own eyes was a great achievement for the entire funeral procession.
But Bernfa did not feel the slightest bit of joy, but rather a hint of shame. He walked into the church, knelt before the statue, and prayed devoutly with the scriptures.
He told in detail every action and thought he had taken after the Yingshi Town incident, how he planned to use the evil god to correct fate, how he miscalculated and caused the incident in the wilderness, how he secretly helped the brave man and his group, and how he tacitly agreed that one side would defeat the other.
"God, I have acted biasedly out of selfishness, and with foolishness have shifted the scales of fate. I am no longer worthy to stand in your ranks, nor to serve your truth.
I have committed a crime, and I hope you will grant me a fair punishment. Let the sinner no longer have the freedom to act, and let the sinful soul return to time."
Bernfar set down his scriptures and clasped his hands together. He knew he was about to die, yet his heart was filled with light. His confession complete, his duty fulfilled, he only needed to await God's judgment, a peace rarely found in a lifetime.
Soon, he heard the voice of God. That gray voice, devoid of emotion and warmth, gave him the words of funeral deity.
——Your actions will cause the evil spirit to perish, and your contribution will atone for your sins.
——From now on, the Chief of the Bone Praying Brothers, Bernfa, will be promoted to the priest of the death.
The god said no more, the church door opened, and the monks knelt behind him.
Bernfa stared blankly at the faceless statue, as if he were looking at a cold machine.
For the first time in my life, a crack appeared in that faith as hard as steel.
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At this moment, it was already night.
Beyond the mist that covers the kingdom of God and through the still clear sky lies the deep space bathed in moonlight.
The Cradle of Oblivion still lingers tonight in deep space, singing a joyous ballad to the world. The Fallen dance to the tune, their forms transformed into countless gigantic tentacles that twitch and roar across the lunar surface.
Amidst this world-shaking clamor, only one person sat in peace and quiet. That person sat atop a mountain of rotting flesh and black blood, gazing out at the distant, dotted islands of dust, enveloped by the ocean.
"You're back, old man," the man said.
The mountain of flesh and blood cracked, a huge mouth sprouted out, and a wealthy old man walked out of the mouth. The benevolent old man used the mountain as a backrest and sat down comfortably.
"Fansalar's wish has finally come true. Your fellow countryman is truly an amazing child."
"On our Dust Island, he is the only legend," the man said. "He is unique, unprecedented and unparalleled. Even if you search every inch of land in the world, you won't find another life as empty as this...
He loves to torture himself, yet he craves meaning madly, and because of this he shines brighter than anyone else, like a hollow star!
"Let me help you meet him?" the old man said with a smile.
"Thank you, but that's not necessary. This is a matter between us, please let us handle it."
The killer from Earth lay down and laughed happily.
"I'm really looking forward to seeing you again...Sacrificial Snake!"
Undercurrents surge in the abyss.
The changes brought about by the death of the evil god have just begun. Countless people around the world are running around, making plans for the upcoming changes in the situation.
Among the many Dust Islands, one was a little slower to act. They were the first to take action, but because of this, they were a step behind and did not receive the news immediately.
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Dust-free headquarters, VV laboratory.
The magician removed her helmet. The chaotic flow of time that had arrived upon her awakening had slightly shifted her sense of time. She sat in silence for a long moment before realizing the blonde secretary was standing nearby, rambling on about the analysis report:
"...I admit that this projection experiment has yielded a wealth of intelligence, but it's far too dangerous for you. I don't understand how the leader could approve such a radical endeavor. Indeed, your calculations are correct, but if the time flow deviates by more than 0.1 standard units, your ethereal body will be completely left in the Blood Origin. The probability of this happening is simply... Do you understand?"
The magician stared out the window, silent. The secretary had never seen her look like this before; she seemed lost in a long-ago dream.
"It was a nostalgic dream," she said.
The secretary, confused, exchanged glances with the technicians around her. She said cautiously, "If you need a break, I'll help you turn down the meeting for the meeting..."
"Data transmission is complete. I want to see the first version of the analysis report by 8:00 tomorrow morning. I'll go through the academic process and send it to Longquan Township by 12:00," the scholar said. "We need to accelerate the deployment of the city-state. I want to meet with our supporters in parliament within 15 days. The situation is different now. Those little animals can't afford to be so self-righteous... My coat."
The secretary quickly handed her her suit jacket. In the past, such matters didn't require specific instructions. She put on her jacket and grasped her cane. A schedule, accurate to the minute, popped up on a virtual screen. She canceled all her appointments, satisfied to see that the drawings she had selected had been purchased at the desired price. She sent the new list to her secretary.
"Prepare the materials before noon tomorrow. I will upgrade after I finish my studies."
Commands rained down like a torrential downpour, and the secretary felt her auxiliary processor was nearly overloaded. She frantically responded to the barrage of commands. The awakened scholar was like a tyrant invigorated with energy, and everyone in the lab began to move under the irresistible command. Their innate obedience forced them to respond in unison.
“Okay, boss!”
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Then, the perspective returns to the present.
Come to the trendsetter who causes all changes.
“—Cough! Cough cough!!”
Chu Hengkong knelt on the beach, coughing furiously. The bright sunlight made his whole body feel hot. The waves threw him onto the wet land, and the place where he touched was covered with mud. The surrounding people were noisy.
"Son of God..." "Son of the Current!" "Great." Unexplained chants of praise echoed in succession, and Chu Hengkong suddenly felt something was amiss, thinking he'd stumbled upon some infernal cult base. The Sea of Illusions was full of currents, and he might have crossed over again, arriving at a desolate and barbaric island of dust...
"Mushrooms, please. Delicious mushrooms." "Oh, bless you, Inspector!" "Celebrate the return of the Son of God..."
Chu Hengkong let out a long sigh. He could clearly hear Ji Huaisu's relieved breath beside him. Amidst the strange swamp dwellers and wildly growing mushrooms, he saw the army detectives rushing towards him, each one more excited than the last: "Inspector, get up!" "Brother Chu, retreat first! Quick!" "If you don't run now, it's too late!!"
“……?”
An eerie humming sound filled the air, as if some large machine were activating. Water curtains lit up across the swamp, and a warm, considerate automated announcement echoed: "Dear citizens of the Bize District, several high-intensity outsiders have been detected attempting to land in the swamp. The 'Dragon's Fury' urban defense system has been activated. Lord Huilong's wrath will purify the contaminated area in 30 seconds. Citizens, please follow the divine teleportation and evacuate in an orderly manner..."
Ji Huaisu noticed a cannon at a very high altitude gathering power and quickly raised his hand: "Mom, don't fire! We're on the same side!!"
A long, white dragon as pure as jade flew down from the sky, heading straight for the cannon in the center of the city. "Huaisu, all of you, hold still. I need to adjust the settings on this thing..."
"Can you please hurry up? That thing is glowing and I feel like it's about to hit me... It's getting bigger, damn, it's really getting bigger!!" Vander screamed.
"Don't yell at me. I didn't anticipate this kind of scenario before I made the adjustment—Ah!"
“It’s fired, ahhhhhhhhhhh!!”
"Ji Qiufeng, come over here and manually correct the track!"
"good!"
"Help me, I'm flying!"
A blazing light, a violent gust of wind, and a chaotic commotion accompanied the poor little creature, along with a pile of mushrooms, being blown high into the sky. Chu Hengkong closed his eyes and passed out, feeling completely satisfied.
He went home.
(End of this chapter)
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