Chapter 48 The Clown of the Whale in the Sea of Clouds: He really became a clown.
The extreme white faded, and a corner of the lush green surrounding was torn apart, and the solemn and murderous atmosphere of the ancient battlefield slowly seeped out.
The earth was dry and withered, the sky was dim and dark, and the whole picture became messy and fragmented, like a piece of crumpled paper.
Chen Shuang felt a sense of being watched from all sides.
She stood firm in the chaotic airflow and used flying magic to nimbly avoid the strange white light splashing everywhere.
The ball of white light mixed with dazzling brightness in front of my eyes slowly dissipated, revealing the black-haired elf in the center.
The elf's originally gray hair was soaked in dark power, and now it was dancing wildly with the strong wind in the center.
He lowered his arm to resist, and the coldness in his eyes became even more arrogant.
"Scumbag," he said slowly, "I will send your master to see you sooner or later."
The urgently condensed pitch-black thorns mixed with dark power wrapped around the arm, leaving traces of severe corrosion after being attacked by the white light.
God waved his hand and swept away the remaining ashes.
When he raised his eyes again, the remaining warmth between his brows completely disappeared, leaving only the cold murderous intent.
Without any pause, the dark thorns moved at will, growing and shaping madly with the surging power. The winding thorns opened up wantonly, carrying the most extreme malice when pointing at the enemy.
The god walked out, holding a sharp sword with black spikes coiled around it.
He swung his sword, and the blade brought out a vortex of violent elements.
“Swish——”
A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard along with the elf disappearing in an instant before his eyes.
"This is……"
Chen Shuang stopped where she was, her pupils reflecting the extreme white light.
A blinding white light fell on the ground not far away, forming an illusory white figure. Facing the powerful hunter chasing it, it paused briefly and then turned around and ran away.
"Want to run?"
The god sneered and swung the sword, cutting off a corner of the white light.
The lingering light was teased like a cat catching a mouse, until the buzzing sword tip pierced through the white light. The extreme darkness completely shattered the light, and the god with murderous intent on his face stopped.
He easily defeated the restless ball of light, but still not satisfied, he stomped hard on the spot a few times, as if the ground under his feet was not the ground, but the face of his opponent.
Chen Shuang: Well, it can be seen that the relationship is indeed very bad.
And her boss is indeed very vindictive.
The elemental particles stirred by the power were still restless. Chen Shuang stood in the center of the vortex, looking at the white light that had disappeared.
She seemed to sense something and looked around.
Something seemed wrong, that pervasive feeling of being watched still existed.
Chen Shuang was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice that the elf who was just far away had come to her side.
Even this elf body is enough to deal with this weak remaining divine power.
The god restrained his own aura, and his long black hair gradually faded and turned back into the gray-white color of an elf.
He coughed a few times, turned his head away and said, "Priest."
Shen Shuang came back to her senses and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"
The elf in front of him still retained its coldness, as if nothing in the world could fit into those black eyes.
He raised his eyes and met the human priest's gaze, his tone serious: "Is he handsome?"
Chen Shuang: “?”
"I'm asking, was he handsome just now?"
Chen Shuang: “…Huh.”
Is it too late to switch to the light camp now?
The elf came closer, his eyes filled with unconcealed anticipation: "Isn't he much more handsome than that dead-looking God of Light?"
Chen Shuang smiled: "Yes, there is no creature more handsome than you."
She has never seen the God of Light either.
The elf before him visibly relaxed. "You truly are the most discerning priest in the world."
Chen Shuang continued to smile: "You are also the most unique supreme being in the world."
The elf's ears twitched and he cleared his throat. "It's not that good."
Chen Shuang said: "You don't have to be modest, I am speaking the truth from my heart."
"...Hmm," the god turned his head away, the corners of his mouth unable to stop rising. He quickly turned his back and walked forward, trying his best to control his tone, "Okay, priest, we should continue moving forward."
"Let's go," after simply perfunctorily answering her boss, Chen Shuang followed the elf, her eyes sweeping across the environment on both sides.
That feeling of being watched hasn't gone away yet.
The system made a "ding dong" sound.
[Currently, the progress of the revival of the Source of Light in the [Ancient Battlefield] is 96%]
Chen Shuang stopped.
After just a few breaths, the system updated the data.
[Currently, the progress of the revival of the Source of Light in the [Ancient Battlefield] is 97%]
Chen Shuang's eyes dimmed slightly.
What just happened may be related to light, but it is not the original power that is recovering.
"We're at the center," the elf waved back at her.
Chen Shuang put his thoughts aside and quickly followed.
A huge sunken basin appeared before his eyes. The charred land was mottled with dark black and dark red. The biting and murderous aura was still pervasive, spreading out in all directions along with the mixed gray divine power.
A force that cannot be described in words descended upon this area, creating a shock that is rarely seen again.
The god explained, "This is where I stabbed the dead man's face with my sword."
Chen Shuang nodded and looked away at the cracked valley wall.
The god was excited: "That's where I used my divine power to blast away the dead man's face."
Chen Shuang: “…”
She turned around and looked at the dried-up lake, but waited for a long time without receiving any detailed explanation.
She raised her eyes to look at the elf, who avoided her gaze and pretended to look at the scenery.
Chen Shuang: I understand. This is where the boss was beaten.
She suppressed her smile and tried to appear calm and reliable.
The first tip in the workplace is not to step on your boss’s tail.
She lightly ignored the rest of the ruins and took a few steps towards the center of the battlefield.
The remaining power in the center of the basin was obviously much stronger, and the fierce wind blew towards the people without mercy, bringing a slight tingling sensation.
The necklace wrapped around her wrist emitted a hazy light, and a gentle warmth spread over her, quickly healing the minor wounds.
The god silently took a few steps forward to block the subsequent hurricane for her.
Chen Shuang moved her arm away, and the moment she saw the scene clearly, she couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
The gray area on the periphery was blown away by the hurricane, revealing the shocking scene of power collision in the center.
The extreme black and white were not giving in at all, and they tried their best to devour each other. The crazy power fluctuations spread to the surroundings, bringing disturbing palpitations.
On the dividing line between black and white, a broken sword was stuck crookedly.
The sword is pitch black, with sharp, thorn-like scales forming a smooth blade. The exposed blade is so sharp that it seems to be able to cut through everything in the world.
It matches the tone of the Dark Night Ruler sculpture.
Chen Shuang looked up: "Your things?"
The god recalled something unpleasant, and his eyes darkened: "This is a shame, but also something to be remembered."
The god from the dark night said, "In the near future, I will press the light before this broken sword and cut off its head."
The god looked at Chen Shuang, his eyes softened: "There is only violent power here now, we'd better not stay too long."
Chen Shuang was silent for a while, then asked him, "Can you sense other auras here?"
"No," the god shook his head. "This place is filled with shattered fragments of power, mixed together into gray dust. No living things exist."
"Is that so?" Chen Shuang turned the necklace on her wrist.
If it is not here, where is the source of light hidden?
The longer I stayed in the central area, the more I felt the fatigue coming from deep within my body. I really couldn't stay there for long.
"Okay," she nodded, "let's get out of here first."
The moment she turned around, a strange feeling came over her. Shen Shuang's pupils suddenly froze, and the foot she had just taken also stopped in place.
The voyeuristic feeling disappeared.
The black-haired priest chuckled.
She knew where it was.
At the moment when all living beings had not reacted, the priest who had turned around and was about to leave suddenly turned back, and the magic power around his body vibrated, and he flew straight towards the broken sword in the center of the basin.
Sure enough, the feeling of being watched instantly became stronger again.
But this time Chen Shuang did not give the other party a way to retreat. The rich magical light enveloped her whole body, and she jumped straight to the dividing line between light and darkness without any hesitation.
Closer, closer, just within reach.
The next second, a long, angry roar from the horizon resounded across the wasteland.
Chen Shuang rolled over to avoid the attack a second before falling into the center, moving to the right in an irregular arc.
She patted her cloak and stood up steadily.
"Got you."
Shen Shuang looked up at the creature that emerged from the clouds.
——A huge gray whale.
The whale made of fog rolled in the sea of clouds, startling the wind and waves in the sea of clouds. It looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, which was full of intimidation.
The gray whales stationed here will impose the most severe punishment on humans who attempt to approach the center.
The system made a "ding dong" sound.
[You encountered a violent whale in the sea of clouds]
[As a Chaos Whale born from the residual divine power of the gods in their heyday, it is born to stand at the top of the world.]
[Currently, the progress of the revival of the Source of Light in the [Ancient Battlefield] is 98%…99%…100%. The revival of the Source of Light is complete.]
[This creature is extremely dangerous, please pay attention to your defensive strategy...]
【…To prevent the host from being permanently eliminated】
A huge whale leaped out of the clouds, opened its huge mouth and swam forward, as if to swallow everything in front of it.
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A slender figure stood in front of him, and a strong dark aura surged out from the body of this child of nature, almost turning the surroundings into a dark night.
"Get out of here, priest!"
God was more serious than ever before: "Leave here quickly."
A huge suction force came from the deep throat of the cloud whale coming from the sky, and the surrounding soil, rocks and trees had already flown towards the extremely bright unknown.
The elf in front of him no longer looked like an elf. His gray hair turned black bit by bit, and his dark eyes were like the vast night sky. When he lowered his eyes lightly, he seemed to have turned into a solemn sculpture in the temple.
But it seemed that he was also suffering from some unbearable shackles, and there was a hint of trembling between his brows.
Chen Shuang did not respond, a huge amount of magic power was circulating in her body, and the magical brilliance all over her body increased inch by inch.
【Legendary Symbiosis】
The huge black magic circle beneath him instantly unfolded, and golden lines climbed up his neck and even spread in his black pupils.
Legendary magic allowed her to maintain balance and control her movements in the face of divine power.
She took a breath and finally stood up straight.
"No need to retreat," a slightly arrogant voice sounded in the god's ear.
The black-haired priest behind him said solemnly: "Please wait a moment."
Chen Shuang lowered her eyes to look at the red card in front of her, and said, "Mr. Clown, I am going to start telling the legend."
You are using Schrödinger's Luck.
The clown from the Land of Miracles enjoys listening to stories while gathering inspiration for his performances. However, he's been feeling anxious lately and hopes the heartless storyteller will come back to visit the lonely old man.
[When the clown is in high spirits, the user's luck value will be greatly increased; when the clown's expectations are dashed, the user's bad luck value will be greatly increased.
Note: Once activated, it cannot be stopped. The clown will be judged immediately after the deadline. Please use with caution.
The stagnant red-hat clown on the card suddenly became active. He snorted, hugged his arms, puffed out his cheeks, and turned his back to the old acquaintance in front of him, as if he was playing a one-sided cold war game in which the other party had to speak first.
Before he could properly deal with Qiao, this young man who always made him feel itchy, he had to let him vent his anger.
The clown who glanced back secretly was frozen in place, and the relief on his face disappeared instantly.
He rubbed his eyes, and when he saw clearly who was outside, the great clown's knees went weak and he knelt down.
I, I, I...he, he, he...
god? !
Alive!!!
Thinking of the historical facts he had heard, the clown felt half of his body numb.
He raised his head and smiled bitterly.
Knowing so much, will you really not be silenced by having your card torn up?
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