svetikya Chapter 272 We're Fighting the Crimson Blood Sea?
Chapter 272 We're Fighting the Crimson Blood Sea?
Chapter 272 We're Fighting the Crimson Blood Sea?
A cold current surged, and the deathly aura brought by the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword, carried by the cold tide, instinctively spread outward, attempting to reenact the scene of the deathly calamity.
But it had only been spreading for a short time when the surrounding sea of blood surged and submerged it, then eroded it away.
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Only the pure, extreme cold lingered, coating the entire city with a layer of ice crystals.
After ensuring the deathly silence had completely dissipated, Modi rode the wave of blood to the location of the Soul Fusion Overlord's corpse. With a casual reach, he scooped up a bead.
Although it is called a bead, that is only relatively true. It is about the size of a palm and emits a faint purple light from within.
As he stared at it, Modi could clearly feel a temptation, a temptation that came from the bead in his hand, constantly urging him to become the next Soul Fusion Master and merge with the many souls within the bead.
"The idea is excellent, and I was thinking the same thing, but..."
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Modi suddenly changed his mind, and the hand holding the bead suddenly tightened its grip.
"This isn't my preferred approach; I'll refuse outright."
The bead emitted a mournful cry of unbearable strain, and cracks spread across its surface in an instant.
As Modi continued to exert his strength, the bead finally shattered into countless fragments along the crack, fell into the sea, and was swept away by the whirlpool and disappeared completely.
After the bead shattered, the massive soul essence inside was no longer restrained and surged out, splitting into several streams of light that fled outwards.
The next moment, a strange phenomenon like a dragon sucking water appeared out of nowhere on the sea of blood, spreading in all directions and blocking the path of these streams of light.
"Hmph, trying to escape?" Mo Di sneered, flipping his palm to control the blood tornadoes, swallowing all the streams of light formed from the soul matter.
The light struggled relentlessly, repeatedly ramming against the wind wall, but to no avail. In the end, its light dimmed, and it was dragged and pressed into the sea of blood.
The blood tornado gradually disintegrated, and the raging waves above the sea of blood gradually subsided, replaced by a large whirlpool in the center.
It began to shrink itself, and the vast sea of blood water was submerged in the whirlpool and disappeared.
To those below, the sea of blood hanging upside down was shrinking from its edge at a visible speed, and the obscured sky was losing its crimson color, revealing its original appearance again. "It seems that the Crimson Sea of Blood has won." Chang Jingtian wiped the blood rain off his face again. His body was warm, but he could not dispel the lingering chill.
The other operators huddled around him, using his body heat to ward off the cold.
"Phew, it's so cold. I didn't expect that He could freeze the entire West Third District with just a few sword strikes. If we hadn't separated the space of the West Third District, the damage He caused would probably have been even greater."
Xu Sui's face was gloomy. He had no doubt that without the spatial division, those few sword strikes could have wiped out the entire Xu City.
"Try to look on the bright side. At least this time it only affected the West Third District, and Blood Sea's target is only that instance entity, not Xu City."
Chang Jingtian patted him on the shoulder, leaving a charred handprint and a large amount of water vapor on his clothes.
"I'm more concerned about what the higher-ups will think, if they insist on opening the Gate to Heaven..."
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Xu Sui slapped his hand away impatiently, just then his communicator received the latest instructions from higher-ups.
"The Heavenly Gate Project is canceled. Xu Sui, you will lead the team to continue sealing off the West Third District and investigate potential threats. Chang Jingtian, you will return for a comprehensive check-up. We need to ensure that your mind is not altered after you signed the Witch Contract."
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The two men whose names were called exchanged a glance. Chang Jingtian shrugged. "Old Xu, it seems I can only leave this place to you. I need to go back for a medical check-up. I hope they don't find anything wrong with me."
Xu Sui rubbed his temples wearily, let out a breath, and said, "Leave this to me."
The two walked onto the street and shivered as the cold wind blew in their faces.
The sea of blood that had hung high in the sky had disappeared, leaving only a night sky dotted with stars, a rare sight in Xushi.
Xu Sui had no interest in appreciating the scenery. He stared at the ice crystals hanging on the tall buildings, troubled about how to conduct the investigation.
"This has really left me with a huge problem."
He smiled wryly, his heart filled with mixed emotions. For a moment, he didn't know whether to thank the Blood Sea for destroying the instance entity or to blame it for leaving Xu Shi with a "gift".
After letting his thoughts wander for a while, he shook his head to clear his mind and threw himself into his work.
Without even a moment to mourn for the Soul Fusion Overlord, the agents of the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau threw themselves into the intense cleanup work.
Ordinary people have their own worries, and great people have their own troubles.
In the same conference room, the senior members of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs gathered again to discuss how to minimize the impact of this matter.
The radical representative spoke first: "Now that things have come to this, we must find a way to block the news, organize a large-scale memory erasure, and clear the ice crystals left behind in the Western Third District..."
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"Now that things have come to this, do you think we can still prevent the news from leaking out?"
Before he could finish speaking, the conservative representative interrupted him with a sneer.
"Don't assume that because you're not a Chosen One, Chosen Ones can't access the relevant intelligence. They have many methods at their disposal and can always find loopholes in our blockade."
"So what brilliant idea do you have?"
"Looking at it from another angle, isn't this a great opportunity to publicly unveil the evolution of the game?"
Conservative representatives, contrary to their usual practice, raised topics they would not normally touch upon.
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"Are you crazy? If we make this public rashly, the social order we've worked so hard to maintain will be destroyed."
The radicals looked puzzled, thinking the conservatives were being a bit too radical.
They always feel like they've been given the wrong script; normally, they should be the ones making that suggestion.
"Oh no, we've become the conservatives."
Many radicals were startled, only to hear the conservative representative continue, "We will definitely release the information about the Evolution Game; it's just a matter of time."
"The sooner we make it public, the more time we'll have to deal with the subsequent impact. Besides, don't you think this incident is a signal that the game is about to enter a new phase?"
The radicals fell silent, forced to admit that there was some truth to what they were saying.
As the Chosen Ones grow stronger, the traces they leave behind become harder to erase, and also easier for ordinary people to discover.
The evolution game will eventually be made public, but before that, they need to figure out how to minimize potential disruptions.
"He's right, this incident is indeed a signal."
The director, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his words directly addressing the latter half of the conservative representative's statement.
"A signal? Why do you say that?" someone asked.
"Based on the information obtained by the operators from the dungeons, as well as the legacy of ancient forces such as the Ancient Immortal Sect and the Brotherhood of the Crucible, we can roughly summarize the Evolution game into three periods."
"They are divided into early, middle, and late stages. As the quality and number of chosen ones reach a certain level, the evolution game will also progress. Before the Xu City anomaly occurred, Xuanxing's evolution game was in the middle stage."
The director's final words made the surrounding senior officials tense.
Before the mutation, it was the middle stage; does that mean after the mutation, it's the late stage?
"Not so fast." The director seemed to see what they were thinking and shook his head in denial: "The psionic entity and the Crimson Blood Sea are outsiders and cannot directly determine the process, but they can speed up the process to a certain extent."
Everyone suddenly realized that the original speed of advance was equivalent to one speed, but after the arrival of the outsiders, the speed became two speeds.
Having figured this out, many people looked worried.
The faster the pace of progress, the shorter the time it takes for the apocalypse to descend upon Xuanxing.
"Could we banish the Crimson Blood Sea to slow down the progress of the evolution game?" a radical leader suggested.
As soon as he finished speaking, the people next to him looked at him with strange eyes.
"We're going to fight the Crimson Blood Sea?"
Will it win?
The bureau chief shook his head slightly, his tone flat, "We can't beat Him."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Even if I personally take action and use those legendary items, there is only a very small chance of winning."
Everyone present knew that the director was the pillar of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs; if even he admitted he couldn't beat him, then there was truly no chance of victory.
"Get ready to publicly evolve the game. This isn't just my idea; it's an order from above."
The director's voice lingered in the conference room, but he himself had vanished.
The higher-ups were used to this and assumed he had left using his extraordinary skills.
After extricating himself from the vortex of West Third District, Modi returned to his hiding place immediately.
He stood on the balcony, watching the special vehicles of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs drive by below, and felt a sense of being in the dark.
"There are fewer and fewer people like me who do good deeds anonymously."
Not only did he avert a potential calamity of soul fusion, but he also guided a cold wave to clear away the remaining spiritual energy. It would be a disservice to his contributions to the people of Xu City not to give him a Nobel Peace Prize nomination.
Su Youli, who had just transformed from the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword into human form, glared at him, her body radiating a chilling aura mixed with a hint of deathly stillness.
She had just simulated the Deathly Cold Disaster and couldn't control her power well, so Mordi specially stepped in to help her suppress the overflowing cold energy.
"Don't show your face for now. Stay home and digest the portion of soul essence I tore off. Wait until you have fully mastered the Calamity of Death and Silence before you go out."
Modi looked at his right hand, which was completely frozen and lifeless, with a helpless expression. He then shattered his entire right arm and a new one grew back.
Even the slightest whiff of deathly chill could freeze his master-level body to death. If he were to go outside, he would probably just randomly pick a few lucky spectators to be slaughtered.
"I understand, but dungeon quests aren't my responsibility. You still have to go through the dungeons."
Su Youli nodded and returned to her room to continue stabilizing her power.
The entire house was enchanted by a magic array, so the risk of leakage was not high, but Modi still felt it wasn't entirely safe.
To be on the safe side, he pulled a corner of the divine realm over, placing the entire house at the boundary between reality and the divine realm. In case of any accident, he could project divine power at the fastest speed.
After completing the arrangements, he returned to the Blood Sea Divine Kingdom to retrieve his spoils from this trip and the rewards from the previous dungeon.
"A large mass of solidified soul matter, and a Sun Stone."
As soon as he took out these two items, the power of the Seraphim within him stirred, eager to devour them as well.
Modi frowned and touched his face. Just a moment ago, he could feel his skin cracking and oozing pure white light.
This is a manifestation of the angel's power further merging with him. Sooner or later, his body will be completely angelized, thus embarking on the path of light.
"That which bears the spirit of angels will surely become angels; this saying seems to be coming true for me."
Modira closed the crack in her skin, preventing the Throne power within her from having a chance to escape.
"Even if we are to become angels, it should be me who leads the way, not some scrap of you."
He looked at the two items in his hands, and that strange longing surged up in his heart again.
Both the Solidified Soul Essence and the Sun Stone are desirable to the Thrones, but the Sun Stone is more attractive in comparison.
The Sun Stone, this special item, can obviously help him replenish the power of his radiance and embark on the path of light. I wonder if the Dark Light Council thought of this when they gave him this item.
However, Modi did not use the item immediately. Instead, he turned around and swallowed the solidified soul essence in one gulp.
A massive torrent of souls exploded within him. These souls, which had been crushed and reassembled, were no longer the original beings, but rather a group of psionic entities with chaotic memories.
"A group of spirits who should have long since entered the graveyard of history and perished with the world, but they are not without their uses."
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Mordi actively guided the torrent of his soul, directing it to collide with the core of the Throne's power within his body.
The impact caused his taut skin to crack again, and pure white light seeped out from the crack, while the angel's painful wails echoed in his mind.
Solidifying the soul essence is indeed a good supplement, but it also brings many hidden dangers, one of which is the chaotic memories mixed in with the torrent of souls.
The instinctive power of the Seraphim alone was insufficient to resist this immense poison to the soul, so it wanted to pull Mordi into the battlefield to filter these chaotic memories, so that it could hide behind the scenes and draw power.
However, it underestimated Mordi's resilience and was unaware of the laws of the Styx. Mordi remained unharmed until the last vestige of his instincts were extinguished.
Most of the memory information that attempted to attack his consciousness was diverted to the other Blood Gods through the Law Network.
He actually bore less than 10% of it.
"The chaotic memories of most of the world are far more terrifying than what the angel statue poured into me. Fortunately, I have thousands upon thousands of Blood God Children standing behind me."
He has never been afraid of competing on information capacity.
"Now that the Radiant Legacy has been stunned by my information attack, we can proceed with the next step."
He turned his attention back to the Sun Stone, which, too, was drawn to his power and emitted a frenzied, restless light.
Without further hesitation, he crushed the Sun Stone, letting the burst of light pierce his pupils and flow into his heart.
After losing its instincts, the dormant radiance of its past revived, embracing this foreign light and thereby repairing its damaged essence.
"It should be ready before the next dungeon run."
Modi estimated the time, and an ice throne rose from beneath him.
A moment later, his skin burst open, and the light that flowed out wove into a cocoon of light, completely enveloping him.
If nothing unexpected happens, after this transformation, he will have mastered both paths simultaneously.