NABC Chapter 931 Rainy Night, Overpass, Maybach (618)
Chapter 931 Rainy Night, Overpass, Maybach (618)
Chapter 931 Rainy Night, Overpass, Maybach (6.18)
[Greedymon: A Perfect-level Digimon whose special move is destroying houses.]
[Beast Tamer: Fu Yi (Lian Zhen incarnation)]
Looking at the publicly available information, and then at the messy, drool-covered ruins of the Heavenly Court, Huai Shi silently opened his mouth and swallowed the last piece in one gulp.
The world fell completely silent.
Countless remnants of starlight converged on him like a vortex, just as the constantly moving celestial bodies, through time-lapse photography, transformed the planetary trajectories on the star map into arc-shaped halos.
His size grew to an enormous size at a visible rate; in short, his stats were expanding.
"Goodbye," Huai Shi whispered as she bid farewell towards the abyss.
The phantoms of those star souls, and the mutated immortals from the future, swayed like a mirage for a while before slowly dissipating into particles.
Even the abyss could not restore its vitality, because the Heavenly Court, which symbolized the prosperity of the Immortal Era, had been completely digested by him the moment the immortals were corrupted by the abyss.
Thus, the concept of 'immortal' will not exist in the abyss of the future, and the strange phenomenon of the World Tree cannot be affected by the revival of the world remnants of the Immortal Era.
This eternal catastrophe, created by severing the connection between heaven and earth, has now come to an end.
"Hmm?" Huai Shi saw a comet flying in from the horizon and instinctively jumped up and bit the 'ball'.
Upon spitting it out, he saw Yang Jian with several bloodshot eyes cracked across his face.
When he fell from the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian and the others threw him out of the battlefield in the abyss, and he did not seem to be bound to the Heavenly Court through reincarnation.
"These gods are just like you."
Fu Yi grabbed Huai Shi's ear hair to prevent herself from being thrown off: "Has something like this happened before in the present world?"
“This isn’t history in the present,” Huai Shi said. “Come back, we should go.”
The current history of the gods is not so rosy. Di Jun's massacre of the sun gods of the world led to a war between the various lineages of gods. The large and small pantheons united to form an unlimited liability company called Christ. The gods of India, who were trying to achieve enlightenment and sudden awakening, kept shooting themselves in the foot.
Everyone was performing various skills and tricks, so much so that later generations of humans inherited this tradition and were good at courting death.
But there's no other way. The world is in such a mess anyway, so we might as well fight fire with fire and go all in.
We're already at the bottom; whichever way we go, it's upwards.
Huai Shi looked at the World Tree over there. It didn't seem far, but in reality, it was a distance that you couldn't cross even if you ran your legs off. He let out a howl.
The dazzling rainbow light, like that refracted by a prism, fell on Huai Shi.
Within the void space flowing with rainbow light, Huai Shi felt as if he had spun around several times inside a washing machine, and bounced several times against the void barrier while being swept up by the flowing light.
at last.
Rumble——!
The locust tree fell backwards, crashing onto a green plain, causing a major earthquake of magnitude 8 or higher, even tilting the earth's crust.
He turned over.
The earth cracked open into a canyon, and the mountains collapsed, just like the legendary earth dragon turning over.
"You'd better be bald for the rest of your life!" Huai Shi roared at the vulture atop the World Tree.
It's hard not to suspect that Liu Dongli is deliberately messing with him.
"No way." Liu Dongli awkwardly raised his wings: "I'm just a little rusty, and the Rainbow Bridge is only partially in operation, so it's much more troublesome to operate."
"And who knew you'd gotten this fat?"
Not only Liu Dongli, but also the other scholars who had been thrown into a frenzy by the earthquake, stared at the lump in front of them as if they had seen a ghost.
When it was released, it was just a tiny cub about 100 meters long, but when it came back, it was more than ten times bigger!
"Didn't the last era end?" The fox surnamed Wu looked at the star ring behind Huai Shi and asked in surprise, "How can you still use the power of immortality?!"
At the end of each era, the laws of the world undergo a major reshuffle.
For example, magic was completely unusable in the Immortal Era.
After entering the World Tree, the scholars readily analyzed the laws of the world, but a strange thing happened: the effect of severing the connection between heaven and earth seemed to still be in effect, and even the most basic source matter had entered a state of inertia.
Right now, Huai Shi, this oversized mutated husky, is clearly surrounded by a massive amount of unrestricted immortal power.
"Hey bro, it's open?"
"It's not off or on?"
Huai Shi stared wide-eyed and said.
A scholar was waving a depth instrument around him when, with a loud bang, the readings on the instrument started to skyrocket.
"What the hell?"
This isn't a dog! It's a living, breathing hell on earth!
His body possesses the aberration laws of hell, enabling him to defy the rules of the World Tree. After the Celestial Realm and Heavenly Court of the previous era were devoured, they did not disappear directly, but remained within Huai Shi's body.
"Draw some blood."
"Let's film a video."
"I'm just doing a urine test, damn it, don't you dare leak the urine!"
In the days that followed, these scholars treated Huai Shi as a subject of their daily research, as if they had discovered a new continent.
Huai Shi sometimes got so impatient that he was about to spit out his teeth and blow on the scholars, but under Ai Qing's cold gaze, he whimpered and collapsed.
What's that saying again? What's meant to happen will happen eventually; there's no escaping it.
Selective blindness is better.
"Jiang Xianjun"
"As long as you don't call me Turtle Immortal Lord, any other title is fine, Fellow Daoist Huai Shi."
Jiang Mingzi, who looks like a panda, has an exceptionally gentle smile that makes her seem endearingly clumsy.
"Jiang Mingzi, do you understand astrology?"
Xiuxian
The panda, who was fiddling with the same lunar phase, chewed on a bamboo leaf and looked up: "Astrology? Which one?"
"Greedy Wolf".
Huai Shi wanted to try to develop his own abilities, but couldn't find a way to start: "There's also Lian Zhen."
"Greedy Wolf's life is colorful, he has many talents, and his personality is also the most changeable. He often gets help from the opposite sex. He ranks last among the main stars. His masculine strength gradually decreases and his feminine strength gradually increases. He is suitable for performing."
Jiang Mingzi said, "Lian Zhen is a killing star, arrogant and impulsive, characterized by being covered in thorns."
Both of these are considered extremely auspicious for romance; if they meet and fall in love, a complex love triangle will ensue, making it one of the most inauspicious combinations in astrological charts.
"Fellow Daoist, could you please stop sweating? The bamboo grove I just planted is almost flooded."
I asked how to develop skills, not how to develop ways to die!
"Huh?" Jiang Mingzi floated on the sweat river, took a bite of bamboo, and said, "Really? I thought you were asking about love."
Several pairs of eyes peered out from various corners.
Huai Shi's chest heaved as he turned to look at the treetop, casually greeting, "Shuhang, what are you doing?"
"In our research on the Rainbow Bridge, we plan to set up its timeline so that it can cover the World Tree and monitor the future together with the Moon Order."
At this moment, Squirrel Hang was at the top of the tree, discussing with Liu Dongli and Chu Hongchen the science knowledge that Huai Shi, an art student, couldn't understand.
Is it a coincidence?
In Norse mythology, there is a squirrel named Ratatoskr on the World Tree who often runs around the tree and instigates the relationship between the eagle Vidfolnir, who dwells at the top of the tree, and the dragon Nidhogg.
But now that thing isn't an eagle, it's a vulture.
"Odin said that one could soak in the dragon's blood spring inside the World Tree, and as long as one survived, one would gain divine authority. A group of giant beasts could become primordial gods, but they would be bound to the World Tree."
Standing on Liu Dongli's head, Chu Hongchen addressed the people attending the meeting, saying, "I remember there are ascendants of the Nordic lineage among you."
The Eastern Xia mythology was temporarily changed to Norse mythology. The style changed, but some key points remained the same.
The advantage of having a large number of people is that, whether it's Eastern Xia mythology, Norse mythology, or even now Greek or Slavic mythology, among the Ascended who participated in the Witch's Night and survived to the present day, there can always be suitable candidates to be placed into the system.
The relationship between Odin, Nidhogg, and the World Tree is still under investigation. The most urgent task is to select suitable candidates to become combatants.
"I am a third-tier Valkyrie."
"My stigmata is evil spirits."
"Fire Giant".
"Light Elf."
One after another, giant dragons spoke human language.
"Why are they all dragons?"
"Nonsense, we joined the Little Dragon Club as soon as we entered Witch's Night and followed Boss Nidhogg. We were all dragons personally transformed by Him."
Was it intentional or the pull of fate?
Chu Hongchen frowned, shook his head, and said, "The Land of Mist is already in trouble. It's located at the tree roots, the closest point to the abyss. We need to act quickly."
The era's fate of decline and demise was merely guided back to the future by that cat-like, insect-like deity.
The erosion from the abyss is even more powerful than before, and sooner or later, it will arrive at the corresponding time.
"Ragnarok?" Phoenix Lucien said.
Instantly, a sense of interconnected fate enveloped everyone's hearts, and an atmosphere of unease and eeriness gradually spread.
In the beginning of the world, there was neither heaven nor earth, only endless void and the Ginnunga Canal. In the thick fog, the gods planted a white oak tree.
The tree's branches support the entire world; it stands above the Kinlunga Canal and connects nine different countries.
"The Kinlunga Abyss, translated from Old Norse, means the primordial abyss."
In class, the teacher of the extracurricular activity was sharing myths from abroad: "Although their creation myths use wood, while ours use clay, what's interesting is that the Ragnarok myth, which describes the eternal cycle of world fate, is remarkably similar to our own Dragon-Han Five Tribulations."
The prophecy of Ragnarok ends with these words: Stars fall from the sky, time ceases to exist, the scorched earth shakes and sinks into the turbulent sea, all that can be seen are towering waves, and the universe is left with only a deathly silence and eternal darkness.
Then, a new world was born, and the poisonous dragon Nidhogg emerged from the pile of corpses. It flew slowly and heavily across the land, its black wings covered with bones.
Soon it fell to the farthest reaches of the earth and disappeared into the bottomless abyss at the edge of the universe.
"Isn't this just a different way of saying the Nine Netherworlds?" a student said.
"Haha." The teacher chuckled and said:
"In fact, a review of various myths and legends, both domestic and international, reveals similar descriptions of the abyss and the cycle of reincarnation."
"God himself is not perfect; he will die and be reborn. All things will perish, but the cycle will continue, and a new world will be formed again."
"Take Indian mythology as an example."
pat-
The chalk tip hit the snoring schoolboy with pinpoint accuracy.
"Gao Xuanwu, are you not interested in this extracurricular class?"
Facing the slightly dissatisfied teacher on the podium, Gao Xuanwu, who had been using his arms as a pillow, raised his head amidst a buzzing noise and dazzling light.
"And you're wearing colored contact lenses?"
"woo"
Gao Xuanwu covered his forehead, fine beads of sweat emerging from his pores: "My head hurts a little."
It felt like a million tiny needles were churning inside his head. He couldn't hear what the teacher and classmates were saying, but it was as if he had experienced a chaotic yet long period of life, a war.
Endless war.
Until the moment the nuclear bomb exploded, the terrifying high temperature and white light engulfed him, who was huddled in the Taoist temple holding the same token of the month, and then a deep blackness enveloped the world.
"I'll take him to the infirmary," said a slender, handsome young man.
"Thank you for your help, Ricardo."
With Ricardo's help, Gao Xuanwu stumbled to his feet, and the two walked out of the classroom together.
"Squad leader, I feel much better."
"You awaken your bloodline in the classroom, but what about your elders at home?"
"Bloodline?"
Gao Xuanwu wiped away his cold sweat, feeling completely drained, and had no desire to chat with this immature teenager.
The rain pattered against the corridor windows, and the playground was a white expanse.
brush--
The omen of a thunderstorm filled the field of vision; lightning, like a sharp sword, instantly pierced the silence of the night sky.
Like a flood, thousands of tons of rainwater poured down.
But what stunned Gao Xuanwu was not the awful weather, but the reflection in the glass window; his eyes had turned golden.
"Let's go home early today," Ricardo said, his voice carrying an undeniable air of refusal. "I'll take you."
In the pouring rain, Ricardo held up an umbrella and led Gao Xuanwu, who was both apprehensive and unable to resist, to the school gate.
A man in a suit who had been waiting for a long time opened the door of a pure black car.
"Let's go, Toyokawa."
"わかる, BOSS."
The man in the suit turned and got into the driver's seat.
The moment the car door closed, the interior seemed to be cut off from the world. The thunder and lightning and the sound of raindrops outside were all drowned out by the melodious Irish classical music.
"I know you have a lot of questions, don't worry."
Immediately afterwards, the internal combustion engine roared to life.
The Maybach sped along the empty elevated road, splashing water, while Ricardo told Gao Xuanwu the story of the dragon bloodline's inheritance.
suddenly
There was a gentle knock on the car door.
The driver, named Fengchuan, had a solemn expression, while Ricardo looked at the figure that suddenly appeared outside the window, his gaze falling on Gao Xuanwu.
"Please stop the car."
The brakes were applied, and the figures clinging to the windows were thrown out by inertia.
"A piece of trash who ran out of the Land of Mist? No. It seems there's an old friend here." Ricardo opened the car door and walked straight out.
He walked into the car, facing the blinding high beams. Just like a scene transition in a movie, in a flash, a magnificent eight-legged horse, as tall as a mountain, appeared in the white light.
And ahead.
It is a pitch-black evil dragon.
“BMW is better than Maybach.” Ricardo mounted his horse.
He held a curved spear in his hand, and his whole body was covered in heavy dark gold armor, transforming him into a mythical god.
"Take him away, that's an order."
The tires screeched as Gao Xuanwu sat in the Maybach, completely stunned, never to forget this scene.
In the rainy night, Odin charged at the ferocious black dragon, with countless shadowy figures chasing after him, until...
The world has been completely overrun.
Damn it. Is 4000 really the limit? I need to push myself to the limit! I need to try again! (I'll try again this weekend.)
(End of this chapter)