Chapter 134 Massacre
"Even if she's a cripple, even if she's exiled... as long as she lives..."
In the scene, Tang San has a cold expression and kicks away the dying woman.
The image is frozen on Bibi Dong's unseeing, wide-open eyes.
The Jialing Pass was deathly silent.
Bibi Dong's fingernails dug into the soil, drawing blood.
The woman in the picture who gave up her dignity for her daughter is her.
The one whose hands and feet were crippled and rendered useless was her daughter.
"This is...the ending?"
Beside her, Qian Renxue stared blankly at the sky, tears streaming down her shattered armor.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Tang San laughed so hard he almost fell over, pointing at the sky.
"Do you see that? This is fate!"
He opened his arms wide, his expression one of fervor.
"I am the chosen one of the planes, I am the chosen one."
"No matter how much you struggle, I will always win."
The demonic sword was once again pointed at the mother and daughter.
"Kneel down and beg me, and maybe I'll show you mercy and spare your lives, just like in the picture."
On the high platform, Navelette frowned slightly.
"A disgusting performance."
At this moment, Bibi Dong stood up.
Her disheveled hair obscured her face, and her dark purple eyes turned into an eerie emerald green.
"Accept your fate?"
She murmured.
"I don't acknowledge it."
Click.
The magical scythe cracked open, and countless vengeful spirits shrieked as they flew out and burrowed into her body.
Bibi Dong looked up at the sky and roared, her skin cracked and covered with purplish-black lines.
Sacrificing sacred objects, sacrificing souls.
"mom..."
Qian Renxue's tears evaporated, but the golden flames in her eyes reignited.
She swayed as she rose, and the angelic sword ignited with a translucent crimson-gold flame.
Burning the source, the true fire of the sun.
"I won't allow you... to hurt her again!"
boom!
The Rakshasa's resentment and the angel's resolute determination intertwined, forcefully breaking through the Asura's domain.
Tang San's smile froze.
A potentially deadly sense of crisis is creeping in.
"madman!"
He instinctively retreated, brandishing his demonic sword to create a net of blades.
It's too late.
Two figures, one in purple and one in gold, overlapped.
Bibi Dong transformed into a purplish-black meteor, the core of which was Qian Renxue burning with true fire.
Pure kinetic energy, a reckless collision.
"Go to hell!!!"
Space crumbled inch by inch.
Tang San's pupils shrank to pinpoints; it was the inescapable aura of death.
"No--!"
The power of the Asura God poured out wildly, condensing into a blood-red shield.
But before those two burning wills of life, the shield was as thin as a cicada's wing.
Boom!
The intense light engulfed everything.
Tang San's horrified face was frozen in time like a black and white photograph in the white light.
A streak of purple and gold light pierced the sky, heading straight for Tang San's face.
Bibi Dong's Soul-Devouring Spider Queen's arms resembled two giant scythes, carrying a suffocatingly fierce wind. Qian Renxue's Angelic Holy Sword was even more ablaze, its intense heat distorting the air and emitting a hissing crackling sound.
Tang San rolled around in the ruins, narrowly avoiding the first wave of attacks.
Shards flew everywhere, leaving a bloody gash on his face.
"support!"
Tang San roared at the sky.
His voice was hoarse, with a slight crack.
That was a physiological instinct under extreme panic.
Just hold on.
As long as the thousand gods in the heavens intervene, this is a sure-win situation.
...
In the sky.
The gods, entangled in the Lonely Heart Salon, heard the sea god's cry for help.
"Form ranks!"
A leading third-level deity shouted sternly.
His spear pierced the hard shell of a water elemental crab.
The water splashed.
There was no blood, only pure water elements dissipating into the air.
But the next second, more bubbles appeared out of nowhere and quickly coalesced into new shapes.
It's never going to end.
These things are impossible to kill.
"Ignore these summoned creatures!"
The leading deity wiped the water stains from his face; they were splashed when he was pinched by a crab.
He looked at the disheveled figure rolling on the ground, a look of anxiety flashing in his eyes.
If the sea god dies here, Lord Asura will definitely skin them and make carpets from their skin.
"Everyone, focus fire on the ground!"
"Indiscriminate coverage!"
"Let's blast those two women to smithereens first!"
More than a thousand deities simultaneously lit up their divine halos.
The multicolored divine light converged to form a huge funnel-shaped energy vortex, directly facing the Jialing Pass city wall.
The air began to vibrate.
That was the resonance produced by the accumulation of high concentrations of divine power.
The bricks of Jialing Pass began to crack, and tiny pebbles floated into the air as if defying gravity.
On the ground.
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's offensive was forced to a halt.
The pressure from above was too intense.
That was a qualitative change resulting from the sheer accumulation of quantity.
Even if Vilette gave them power, whether they could survive such a barrage of attacks was still an unknown.
"These flies."
On the high platform.
Funina frowned.
The potato chips she was holding had just reached her mouth when the deafening buzzing sound shattered them into crumbs.
Powder was sprinkled on the hem of her skirt.
This made her very unhappy.
I'm very unhappy.
"Navilette".
Funina brushed the crumbs off her hands, her tone revealing undisguised disgust.
"They disturbed my performance."
"and."
"Who gave the extras permission to add scenes on their own?"
Navelette stood beside her, hands behind her back, her gaze fixed on the vortex of energy about to pour down.
"Since they are just extras, there is no need for them to exist."
He said it calmly.
"The stage is yours."
"Clear the area."
Fu Ningna's lips instantly curled up into a smile.
She straightened her hat and then stepped off the platform.
It did not fall.
The void beneath their feet seemed to transform into tangible steps.
spotlight.
A massive beam of light, appearing from nowhere, pierced through the divine radiance and struck her precisely.
This moment.
She is the center of the world.
"Cough cough."
Funina cleared her throat, and her unique, somewhat aria-like voice echoed between heaven and earth.
"ladies and gentlemen."
"And those rude intruders."
The performance has been temporarily rescheduled.
"Next, please enjoy..."
Funinna suddenly spread her arms, and the phantom of Fukaros behind her instantly grew to a thousand feet, its azure body almost filling the entire field of vision.
"[Mass Carnival!]!"
boom!
There was no spectacular explosion.
There was no earth-shattering noise.
Suddenly, the whole world turned blue.
That's the color of water.
The originally raging vortex of divine power, under the influence of this blue hue, seemed to be frozen, stagnating in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards.
Splash—
All the offensive energy that had condensed into substance turned into water.
The golden beam of light transformed into a stream of golden water.
The purple lightning turned into purple foam.
This is absolute suppression at the level of divinity.
On this stage.
All matter must submit to the will of water.
"What?!"
The leading deity in the sky widened his eyes.
He was horrified to discover that the divine core within his body was melting.
No.
It's not melting.
It is liquefying.
His once-proud divine body is now turning into a meaningless pool of liquid.
"Run!"
"Get out of here!"
The gods finally realized something was wrong.
This is not a fight at all.
This is a massacre.
It's a dimensional reduction attack.
(End of chapter)