Chapter 159 Ascension in Broad Daylight (Part 4) But that long shower of light, joyful…
【Justice】, a trait that can be considered cheating.
Ignoring time, space, and rules, any act deemed "unjust" by the user Christina will be significantly suppressed within the domain, or even suffer devastating damage.
Such a powerful and idealistic superpower could be described as having one foot in the realm of gods. This is how Christina Fisher was able to control the Sheriff's Department under the dual pressure of the council and the financial magnates, allowing the Lower City to maintain a basic level of order.
"One of the principles of justice is that everyone should be able to enter a place that is both happy and peaceful."
In the intense, almost overwhelming whiteness, a slightly hunched figure gradually approached, the last syllable of his voice carrying an almost imperceptible hoarseness.
The person who arrived was dressed in a formal uniform, with a solemn expression. Her hair was neatly tied up, and even the strands of hair at her temples were carefully tucked behind her ears. She looked as if she was going to attend some important award ceremony. The only undignified part of her body was the left side of her body, where the part diagonally downward from her left chest was darker in color, and it seemed that some liquid was dripping down.
As the figure drew closer, Qu Lingyu realized that the constantly dripping liquid was blood! Accompanied by the overwhelming stench of blood, the aged face became clearer, and a drop of dark red blood had splattered under her left eye, seeping into her skin along the wrinkles like a cursed, never-healing scar.
"Director Fisher..."
Painful cries, panicked screams, and devastating sobs... these sounds that had filled the pale, rainy light had somehow disappeared. As Christina Fisher entered, a pale gray light emanated from behind her, from the blood-splattered left side of her body, and drifted upwards. It was just a faint gray light, almost swallowed up, yet it spread out like an umbrella, forcefully blocking the howling, falling white rain.
"Follow me."
Christina, the head of the security department, only glanced at the crowd briefly, offered no explanation, and continued walking forward. The direction she was heading was the next resettlement point. As she passed by, she could still smell the increasingly strong stench of blood—which seemed to be coming from more than one person.
Qu Lingyu's heart stirred, and she glanced at the two evil gods... no, believers of the gods, and felt a slight hesitation—even if it was only a slight hesitation, it was enough to shock her, and she almost cast a spell to ward off evil.
Has she gone mad? Why is she hesitating between a cult member and the police chief?!
Qu Lingyu has always been averse to so-called gods, and her approach to Timi was only due to circumstances. But after spending just a few days together, she has already begun to trust him?
"The oracle instructed me to bring back the believers who had been wandering abroad."
Le Feiyou stood in front of Timi, the increasingly strong smell of blood filling his nostrils, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.
The aged eyes turned over, their gaze sweeping across the faces of the group. His tone was calm yet carried an immense pressure as he repeated the command he had just given: "Come with me."
"It was you, Director Fisher, who gave the order to move into the resettlement area, so everyone complied."
Stopping the Listening Lord believer who was still arguing, Qu Lingyu secretly rubbed her aching chest. Even the most eloquent person's voice sounded like it was mixed with hot oil, each syllable blistered:
"Ha, the Sunrise Festival celebration—I believe you are unaware of this matter, and I admire your willingness to stand up at a time like this, but where can you take us? To the Upper City, which is well-prepared? Or will you take us to the Council building to kneel down and beg for our lives?"
Qu Lingyu stopped Le Feiyou, intending to prevent the two groups from fighting amongst themselves, but the more she spoke, the faster she became, her eyes stinging with anger, and her voice rising higher and higher:
"The City of the Sun does not belong to the poor! The Upper City will not welcome us either!"
"Cultists of evil gods cannot be trusted."
Faced with such a barrage of accusations, Christina remained unmoved, as if she weren't the one being mocked to her face. She repeated what she had just said, only adding at the end: "Come with me, and I'll ensure the safety of the others."
As if to confirm her words, the white light in the air grew stronger, and the thin gray light trembled, but never dissipated. In its trembling, the area of protection actually expanded a little more.
Le Feiyou's throat tightened. Sure enough, those who had been gathered nearby, their expressions slightly wavering, showed hesitation in their eyes. The anger that Qu Lingyu had easily provoked subsided hesitantly, after all, this was "justice".
Traits are the only thing in humans that don't lie.
The trait called "Justice" is even less likely to be affected.
A person who does not believe in "justice" will never awaken to "justice," and a superhuman who has awakened to the quality of "justice" will never lie at such a moment.
But if justice truly exists, how could the City of the Sun have become what it is today?
"What's all the noise about? You can't go anywhere!"
The sudden shout disrupted the delicate stalemate. Christina turned around abruptly, her expression finally changing—her brows furrowed, and she raised her hand to clench her fist in the air.
As if something was being held in mid-air, the white rain of light in mid-air trembled and shook wildly, and a counter-clockwise rotating vortex appeared out of thin air.
The first thing to emerge from the vortex was a bald head.
It was so shiny and bright that Timi could even see a pair of shocked eyes on it.
Eyebrows, eyes, nose, and a rounded bald head resembling a fallen egg, with the head emerging first, followed by a pointed chin, and no neck connecting the chin to the torso. The mouth at the pointed end of the "egg" is open, revealing chilling teeth.
The vortex trembled, and the egg's fall suddenly stopped. The gaping mouth was stuffed back in, as if two unseen forces were fighting around the egg.
Christina's clenched fist trembled slightly. Then, with a "pop" sound, like amniotic fluid breaking, the "egg" that had been stuffed up to the point of only showing its eyes suddenly popped out, revealing a malicious smile: "Ha, Christina, you've gotten old."
"call--"
A faint whistling sound came from the vortex, and the "egg" that was mostly exposed broke free of the rain of light and began to spin rapidly.
First, two muscular arms emerged from the middle of the "egg," which then twisted 180 degrees in mid-air, turning the "egg" upside down. Thighs, torso, neck, and other body parts gradually grew out, and a naked man with a mocking expression landed on the open ground not far away.
“Angsa Kebul”.
Christina called out the person's name, her fingers trembling slightly behind her back, her pale eyebrows furrowing slightly: "The Ocean Research Society has always been involved in the struggles of the lower city—what orders did your master give?"
"The gates of heaven are about to open, the scales of fate are about to tip, and all the impure streams of the heart will be judged. We shall sweep away all heresy for God!"
The man was extremely excited. He raised his arm and swung it, his muscles bulging, his smooth skin illuminated by the white light, sharp as a blade.
"Smack."
He suddenly snapped his fingers, and the gray mist, like mushrooms baking in the scorching sun, shrank inward with a screaming whistle. White light pierced through the gaps, and several people on the edge of the crowd, before they could cry for help, were swallowed up and disappeared by the white light, their fear frozen in place.
Amidst the sudden screams, Christina's calm voice, though not loud, pierced clearly through the ears of everyone present: "He was hurt, he was insulted, so the sin of his blood is being pursued against us."
"Heh, heh, heh..."
Christina aimed at Onsa and pulled the trigger, but no gunshot rang out. Instead, several ferocious gray figures suddenly emerged from the area that had just been bathed in white light, howling as they wrapped around and tore at Onsa's limbs!
"Ha, what a laughable revenge of a weakling!"
Angsa Kebul sneered, ignoring the cold gray shadow as it wrapped around his body. His skin was as smooth as a blade, and with a little effort, he tore the gray shadow to pieces, which then disappeared into the wind with a shriek.
A wisp of mist drifted down, and the thickened ground hissed as it corroded a deep crack, about a hand's width deep. Timi couldn't help but take a few steps back, swallowing hard: "Is this the latest model of android? Is this really human skin?"
"Onsa Kebul, the Pope of the Lord of the Pure Sea, the Mad King of those lunatics in the Ocean Research Society. No one knows his origins. He seems to have used this pseudonym when he first appeared, calling himself the Unsinkable Onsa."
Qu Lingyu clearly knew much more than Ti Mi. Lord Jinghai had always been the least prominent of the three evil gods in the lower city. How could He send someone to participate in this sacrifice? Or was this Eternal Night White Rain orchestrated by the other party?
Amidst a multitude of bewildered, terrified, or resentful gazes, Christina fired seven shots in quick succession, the pale gray, condensed bullets, like ethereal mist, tearing through the air and hurtling forward with a sharp whistle!
Onsagubul truly lived up to his title of "Mad King." Faced with such a terrifying attack, he neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead stretched out his arms and met it with a sinister grin!
“Bang bang bang bang————!”
Smoke billowed, and within the gray fog rolled pale white fragments with a metallic texture. Christina's face was cold and stern, her arm holding the gun as steady as steel, with only her fingertips seemingly trembling slightly.
"ha."
As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Onsa Kebul's figure came into view, and his condition was clearly not as good as his mocking laughter.
Even the skin that couldn't be corroded by alloys finally bore scars, the longest of which almost tore his chest apart. A faint "thump-thump" of his heartbeat could be heard from the hollow. His right leg had also been lost in the bombing, but he seemed completely unconcerned, staring at Christina's blood-soaked half-body, the sneer on his lips growing stronger.
It seemed that Angsa Kebul hadn't gained any advantage, and in fact, he looked much more miserable in the previous exchange. But Qu Lingyu clutched the dull jade in her palm, her heart pounding wildly for some reason.
"Hahaha, such powerful yet useless 'justice'!"
Onsa Kebul clutched his stomach with both hands, laughing so hard he almost fell over. The white light in the air seemed to be drawn by his laughter, rushing into his wounds like a tide. In less than a second, his body, which had just looked incredibly miserable, was completely healed, and even looked more inhumanly sharp under the white light.
Qu Lingyu subconsciously looked up, her heart slowly sinking. She could clearly see that the attack just now had also taken a toll on Christina, but the white rain in the eternal night sky still rose and fell with a roar. When the "fireworks" bloomed in the sky, the pale light actually dispelled the eternal night for a moment.
The City of the Sun, three hundred years late, finally saw the light rain fall today. Civilization collapsed, the city fell, and even Eternity itself dissolved into the apocalypse. But the long, joyful light rain fell to the ground without end.
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Author's Note: I'm reporting this guy; he cheated when he couldn't win. [Angry]
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*Adapted from the Bible: "Did I not tell you not to harm the child? But you would not listen, and therefore your blood is being held against us."
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