landbeastnovel Chapter 372 Disaster
Chapter 372 Disaster
Chapter 372 Disaster
After letting his thoughts wander for a moment, he turned to look at Erdfana and asked seriously, "What kind of quiet place do you need?"
Erdfana sighed softly and then said, "Deep within the mind influenced by dragon worship customs, or in strange dreams, or in some wondrous places in the astral plane..."
"A place suitable for dragons, ideally one that can also suppress curses."
After thinking for a moment, Sirion tentatively asked, "Levihard?"
Erdfana nodded with a surprised look, then shook his head: "That was the best choice, but unfortunately, Leviside disappeared after the fall of the Dragon King."
Cyril nodded, then said, "It was just hidden, and I just happen to know where it is."
"I can take you there today. The only thing to be careful of is Hera... well, another ancient dragon knows about it, has even been there, and is keeping an eye on it."
"Herabergen?"
After a brief pause, Erdfana spoke again: "He did not refuse."
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"Sirius stared blankly at the scene, and it took him a second to react."
Were all the exchanges between Gu Long and his contemporaries this simple and unpretentious?
And is "omniscience" meant to be used like this?
He mentally grumbled a couple of times, then watched as Erdfana's figure rapidly faded from view, a weary, aged voice echoing in his ears: "I'm going to take a short rest. Call me when you find Levishide."
After Erdfana left, Azik also took his leave: "The crisis has passed, but you'd better not stay in Bayam any longer."
"Okay." Sirion nodded.
After watching Azik's figure disappear, Cyril tossed the quietly burning, brilliant flame in his hand, and a phantom door outlined by starlight instantly appeared. He then stepped into it.
The area where "Aquaman" Arne Cortman, Hermes, "Yellow Witch" Tisavika, "Blue Witch" Gwendolyn, and the Rose School demigod Jax are engaged in a chaotic battle.
After a period of stalemate, the Level 1 sealed artifact controlled by "Aquaman" Yann Courtman suddenly went out of control.
At the same time, the rules created by Hermes began to show flaws and signs of collapse.
A "disaster" has occurred!
At the same time, crimson burning meteorites fell from the sky.
This disaster was jointly triggered by two "Disaster Witches." With the combined efforts of the internal and external forces, the rules built up by the abilities of the "Judges" began to collapse.
The area that had been isolated by the rules was then reconnected with reality.
The two "Disaster Witches" exchanged a glance and, using their eyes as a medium and their own "mirror personification," directly entered the mirror world.
Neither Aquaman nor Hermes tried to stop them; the former had more urgent matters to attend to, while the latter knew that his mission was already complete.
Ugh!
The airflow spun rapidly in circles, and the violent wind collided with the air, creating an explosive sound.
A terrifying hurricane, visible to the naked eye, swirled and coiled, and an unstoppable tornado suddenly rose from the ground, shooting straight into the sky.
Aquaman rides a raging tornado into the sky, attempting to intercept a falling meteorite.
Boom!
A streak of silver lightning flashed across the sky, and thick, layered dark clouds quickly gathered, followed by a dense shower of raindrops the size of beans.
As the rain began, the violent tornado raging in the sky transformed into a water tornado, crashing upwards into the falling meteorites.
boom!
The enormous explosion echoed throughout Bayam, and most people covered their ears in pain, their eyes filled with fear and dread as they looked at the swirling water vapor and flames high in the sky.
No. 14, Xiangshu Avenue.
Danitz, who was leisurely drinking beer, was jolted off his armchair by the sudden explosion. He rushed to the window and looked up at the sky, where tornadoes, torrential rain, lightning, and explosions were constantly occurring.
"Holy crap, canned wolffish!"
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"Is it the end of the world, or has the pirate king joined forces to invade Bayam, or have Fusak and Rune gone to war?"
"When did Bayam become so dangerous? It keeps causing trouble every few days, and each time it's more terrifying than the last."
"No, I must persuade Randolph Carter to visit the captain as soon as possible and, while he's at it, take me back to the Golden Dream."
Danitz kept talking while staring intently at the gathering clouds, the constant flashes of lightning, and the sounds of explosions in the sky.
In the dock area, Alger, who hadn't gone far, paused, looked up in astonishment at the meteorite crashing down, the terrifying tornado forming, the torrential rain pouring down, and the sky flashing with lightning. His heart pounded uncontrollably.
goo~
His throat bobbed as he swallowed the saliva that had welled up in his mouth due to his emotional excitement. Circling swirled around him, pushing away the rain and debris swept up by the tornado.
"Is this the power of demigods unleashing their full strength?"
"No, perhaps it's not just demigods..."
"At least when the previous Sea God, Kavituwa, fought against Sea King, he never displayed such power."
As his thoughts raced, he heard a voice of immense authority that made him instinctively want to submit, and even the wind swirling around him seemed to slow down: "Forbidden!"
"exile!"
The swirling clouds high in the sky were covered with a layer of flowing, extremely viscous, transparent liquid, which slowed down and almost solidified.
The next second, an invisible, immense power erupted, tearing even space itself apart.
A powerful suction force suddenly erupted, drawing in the solidified lightning, water vapor, gale, and meteorites in mid-air into the spatial rift and banishing them to an unknown place.
Seeing that most of the meteorites had disappeared, Yann Courtman's serious expression softened considerably, and he nodded slightly to Hermes, who was majestically floating in mid-air.
Immediately, lightning crackled in his deep blue eyes, and his entire being exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
Boom! Boom!
Streaks of silvery-white lightning shot out, carrying an intense, almost tangible, violent, and destructive aura. They slashed down densely, enveloping the remaining meteorites within the Thunder Forest and utterly pulverizing them.
On the ground, Jax's figure became transparent, like an invisible ghost, constantly moving through the city, fleeing towards the Rose School's base in Bayam.
He didn't even dare to use his most proficient and convenient mirror flash technique, because the mirror world was the "witch's" domain.
Just now, there were two "witches" at the angel level here, and he wasn't sure if they had really left.
After running at full speed for nearly half a minute, Jacks was shocked to find himself back at the place where the battle had started.
"I...."
He opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped, standing there dumbfounded.
At the same time, Hermes's calm voice echoed in his mind: "Because I was worried you would run too fast, I left a psychological suggestion on you beforehand."
"To be honest, I'm also a little curious as to why Adam suddenly started targeting the Rose School, or more precisely, you followers of the 'Mother Tree of Desire.'"
"Of the two tasks He temporarily gave me, resolving your matter took even higher priority than helping that little guy with so many secrets escape danger."
"What were you planning that Adam discovered?"
"Hmm...you don't know Adam, nor do you know about the Rose School's or the 'Mother Tree of Desire's' schemes."
"Let's leave it at that, even though it wasted some time."
Hermes sighed, and then Jax found that his body could move again. Without hesitation, he made himself transparent, intending to leave this place directly using the mirror world.
The next second, his movements suddenly froze, and a blazing "sun" was reflected in his cloudy eyes!
"No, I...please..."
Before he could utter a few words, Jacks was unable to speak any more. His body melted rapidly into drops of transparent liquid, as if a candle had been lit.
In just five or six seconds, he completely disappeared from this world, leaving behind a pool of drying liquid on the ground.
Tiny specks of grayish-white fluorescence seeped into the air, then attracted each other, slowly gathering together.
It eventually transformed into a palm-sized, transparent, and grotesque doll covered in black, thorn-like patterns.
Amidst the whistling wind, Hermes' figure quietly emerged.
He glanced at the eerie doll on the ground with little emotion, then bent down and picked it up.
His gray hair and grey robes swayed slightly as he glanced at "Sea King" Yann Courtman, who was riding the whirlwind as he descended, nodded slightly, and then strode towards the other end of the street.
Arne Courtman's gaze lingered on him for a moment, a complex expression on his face, before he raised his voice and said, "Although I don't know your identity, I thank you for your previous actions."
"The storm has always been watching this place. We welcome any friend, and we fear no enemy."
Hermes raised a hand without turning her head, her gentle voice echoing in the wind: "I have no intention of fighting the storm; I just happened to be passing by and saw a few wicked fellows."
Arne Coltman frowned. He didn't believe the other person was telling the truth, but he was more hostile to the Rose School and the Witch Cult than to this unfamiliar angel.
The thought had just begun to form in his mind when lightning suddenly flashed in his eyes. Thoughts disappeared and reappeared in his mind, and then his expression turned sour.
"audience?"
"Are there angels in the Psychological Alchemy Society? Or is He Hermes?"
After whispering for a while, he reached out, and the invisible wind transformed into an unseen hand, carrying the golden-covered book back into his grasp.
He then inserted the quill pen he was carrying into his forearm.
After the quill pen absorbed his blood, he wrote words one by one on the golden book.
With each stroke of his pen, a golden light seemed to emanate from him, and the restless book in his hand gradually quieted down.
Ugh~
The wind around us suddenly became strong.
An elderly man with white hair and wearing a priest's robe embroidered with symbols such as waves, lightning, and storms, and a black clergyman's soft cap, was swept down by the gale and came to stand before Yann Courtman.
He was Bishop Jogoli of the Sea Wave Church, who rushed over as soon as he noticed the commotion.
Kyogori frowned, his gaze sweeping over the undamaged street before turning to Arne Courtman: "Lord Aquaman, what happened here?"
"A demigod from the Rose School, an angel from the Witch Cult, and a transit angel who appears to be Hermes's 'spectator'..."
He paused briefly, then looked towards the end of the street, the direction from which the conflict between Cyril and the "Orange Witch" and the "Black Witch" had erupted. He listened to the sound of the wind before continuing, "And there are also projections created by the demigods of the Witch Cult, unknown demigods, angels, and even the Primordial Witch" through some means, or special items tainted with Her aura."
As he listened, Chogori fell silent, and anger and bitterness appeared on his wrinkled face.
After several seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke up: "Lord 'Sea King,' perhaps we should request a Level 0 sealed artifact from headquarters."
Arne Coltman calmly shook his head: "I am already a cardinal, archbishop of the Rosede Sea, senior deacon of the Punishers, and temporarily in charge of a level 1 sealed artifact. For whatever reason, headquarters will not agree to our application for a level 0 sealed artifact."
"Furthermore, the branch in the Roseside Islands does not have the capability to seal a level 0 sealed artifact."
He paused, then looked away and continued, "I would like to request headquarters to transfer another demigod to serve as the archbishop of the Rosed Sea, or to promote qualified clergy and purifiers in the Rosed Islands."
On the outskirts of Bayam, Azik and Klein's figures were quickly outlined on a cliff face.
Klein was relieved to learn from Azik that the matter was over. Although the final development of the matter was completely unexpected, it all started when he was attacked by the demigods of the Rose School.
Composing himself, he asked with great curiosity, "Mr. Azik, what happened on your end? I saw a meteorite suddenly falling from the sky, and a tornado."
The moment he saw the meteorite, he wondered if 0-08 had arrived in Bayam.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea, because the power of this meteorite was clearly far greater than the one that 0-08 had hit him in Backlund.
Azik paused for a moment before saying, "There are several demigods and angels fighting, but it's a different battlefield."
"After I sent you away, your friend, through some special means and with the help of an angel, severely injured those two witches to the point of near loss of control. Then, the Primal Witch descended with a mirror image."
"I took your friend and hid in the spirit world. The mirror image of that strange angel and the primordial witch clashed for a while, and He was cursed and in very poor condition."
The "Primordial Witch," wary of the corruption within Him, only severely injured Him, allowing Him to take away the extraordinary properties that had coalesced after shattering the magical artifact possessed by the witch in the orange dress.
"Based on my understanding, it seems to be a feature of the second level of sequence, but the specific pathway is unclear."
"Your friend seems to know something about Levihard and plans to take the badly wounded angel there to rest and recuperate."