Chapter 693 The White Disaster
The rune module lit up, and Ignati's eyes lit up as well.
It seemed that they were no longer a pair of pupils, but two bright balls of electric light. The blazing white light scattered from his eyes, like stars scattered in the sky.
Wherever he looked, a series of charred marks flashed across the interior panels of the car, and he quickly realized this, looking out the window at the storm in the distance.
"Stop here!" He stretched out his finger, and the lightning followed his will and moved forward. Outside the carriage, lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly struck down from the sky, like a hot knife cutting into butter, and went straight into the hurricane. The tundra under the dark clouds suddenly became as bright as day.
The storm also stopped for a moment.
The roaring tornado seemed to be tripped, and the black color that originally stretched from sky to earth suddenly shook and was almost split apart.
The lightning that struck just a moment ago almost blinded people. The bright light was like looking directly at the sun for a moment, and it stayed in front of their eyes for a long time, turning black in waves.
“That’s too exaggerated.”
"Is this the power of the storm generator?!"
"The test site is much worse than this!"
"This is a real storm and thunder!"
"How is it possible? How can it be so powerful?!"
Ignati shook his head slowly, he knew that this was not entirely due to the storm generator.
There was already a lot of potential energy of lightning accumulated in the storm outside, and he just released it.
To put it simply, he is more like a detonator that sets off explosives, and the exaggerated effect of the explosion is not entirely caused by him.
That is why, although there were many charred marks all over his body, his injuries were not serious. Ignati roughly estimated his physical condition and raised his head again.
At this moment, the hurricane outside was much smaller overall, and was already somewhat shaky. Ignati took advantage of the victory and stretched out his hand again!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lightning bolts struck down one after another. This time, Ignati actually activated the storm generator continuously. The storm turned into a thunderstorm in an instant. The lightning falling from the sky was like pillars of a prison, catching the storm in it and then crushing it in an instant!
The wind was howling, and the sharp sound was like nails scratching across iron plates, extremely shrill, like the wail of death.
Then there was another loud bang, and the last bolt of lightning completely broke up the tornado.
The storm that had gathered together suddenly dispersed in all directions, bringing with it wind and rain.
The storm chasing the train was like a scene of the end of the world, but now all that was left was a mess.
The train gradually slowed down and finally stopped.
The storm behind was long gone, and even the dark clouds were torn apart by the continuous lightning strikes, and rays of sunlight shone down and illuminated the tundra.
Everyone in the carriage stared at this scene in amazement. The indescribable shock felt like the lightning, leaving a bright mark in their memories.
People leaned their heads out of the windows and got off the train. They should have been celebrating at this moment, but there was a hint of confusion in their eyes.
"It's over?"
"The storm was actually...broken?"
"How is it possible, God?"
The storm was extremely powerful and beyond human control, but so was the lightning that had just fallen from the sky. It was not that the storm disappeared too easily, but that the lightning that had just gathered was unstoppable.
When people figured this out, they looked at the storm generator and Ignati with awe.
Especially those [Buried], their eyes were shining and they were very excited.
Although these [Buried Ones] are almost immortal and have extremely strong physical abilities, they still suffer some disadvantages when dealing with other extraordinary beings.
They are more like secular strongmen, but they do not have any truly miraculous supernatural powers.
And at this moment, seeing Ignatius who looks like a god, who would not be filled with awe?
However, this kind of power is something that each of them can obtain. The ritual rune templates in the carriage were placed by them personally. They have all tried Castel's storm generator in the test field. Ignati can be replaced by any one of them.
The attraction is almost fatal.
For a moment, the hearts of the [Buried] were in turmoil. They had originally gone to the north to build the Temple of Silence, but at this moment, their hearts drifted towards Castel.
"I heard that Castel is going to fight the Candlelight Society." An [Undertaker] whispered.
Everyone else looked over, then tacitly looked away.
Castel took in the people of the White Crow and helped the resistance, which meant he was a friend of the Temple.
Nora had already come to Castel.
For a moment, people's hearts were in turmoil.
Ignati stood in the ritual module that had stopped functioning, looking down at his hands.
His fingers were a little charred and seriously injured. The moment he controlled the lightning was not without cost.
But this price is insignificant compared to the power released.
Even if you give him a flail and ask him to charge a thousand times, he will not be able to stop the storm behind him, but now he has done it.
For some reason, Nora's words rang in his ears, and her angry face resurfaced in his memory.
"It's been a thousand years. A thousand years ago, the temple relied on sacrifices to survive. A thousand years later, it still relies on sacrifices!"
Ignati looked at his hands.
As the Patriarch of the Temple of Silence, he stopped the storm, not by sacrificing himself, but by the storm generator under his feet.
What could not be achieved through sacrifice was achieved through technology, and the disaster that could not be prevented by human power was prevented by Castel.
The moment the lightning struck, he was like a god, but any [Buried] could have done the same.
"Castel, tamed the lightning."
Ignatius stood there and suddenly felt the weight of time. He had lived through many years and witnessed countless ups and downs, but none of them could truly leave a mark on the world.
And Castel, before he even noticed, had changed the whole world.
For the first time, he felt the weight of time. This world, which seemed to have been stagnant, slowly moved. When he looked up, he suddenly found that he was left behind.
"Change the World"
Dust-forgotten memories knocked on the door of his heart, and it seemed as if balls of fire appeared before Ignati's eyes. Those were things that happened so long ago, memories that he thought he had forgotten.
"Great Sage Bruno Mechanical Society [Named Person]"
Ignati's face was covered in black, but his eyes gradually became brighter.
Not far from the train and the airship, there was fog.
There was no white disaster here originally, but when the storm was chasing the train, the white fog spread here at an extremely fast speed, surrounding the entire railway and the storm from a distance, but stopped not far away.
(End of this chapter)
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