novelno Chapter 1530 - 782: The Heights of Creation
Chapter 1530 - 782: The Heights of Creation
The lighthouse shook violently.
The blinding flame light that filled the world seemed to have frozen.
"What the hell?"
Lou Feng stared blankly upwards, gazing at the infinite blooms on the fingers of the Crystal Tree... feeling the suffocation and pressure that had always been there, vanish without a trace.
But why did he instinctively feel that these pure flowers were even more terrifying than the erosion of the Realm of Descent?!
The mutation throughout the Seven Cities came to an abrupt halt!
Or perhaps... now, in the mire of descent, a disaster called Isis has invaded!
Moreover, even before this, even before Fernan revealed his true face, the root of the mutation was already sown by Ji Jue himself!
The existence of materialized mutations posed no obstacle; instead, it was precisely because of this foundation that Isis' assimilation of creations became so smooth and effortless!
If I kill the hostage, you kidnappers can't extort ransom!
If I destroy everything first, then no one else can destroy anything.
Five days ago, when Ji Jue made up his mind, countless seeds of Isis, too small to be seen by the naked eye, had silently spread through the flow of goods between the Seven Cities, through the goods exchanged on the black market by the Coast, through the grains, medicines, and Fuel Element clandestinely sold by Ji Jue, silently disseminated among the Seven Cities.
From the wind, from the water, from the banknotes and rust, the coordinates were silently planted on every living being, omnipresent.
This was Ji Jue's true preparation.
Pull the rug from under the feet!
Regardless of what the opponent wants to do, as long as you take hold of it first, then they can't achieve anything... even if the opponent wants to burn jade and stone together, they must first consider whether what's in your hands has already turned into a bomb sufficient to send everything sky-high!
And now, when Fernan's true intentions emerged, the task of Isis quietly changed...
Descent, is it? Mire, is it? Decayed mutation, is it?
Fine, OK, no problem!
Let's do it all together!
After all, whoever conquers, it's still a conquest; if you can touch, why can't I touch?
Why can't it be given to me instead of you, this bastard!
Now, after prolonged preparation and erosion, in an instant, the flowers bloomed across the Seven Cities, a new Hell was born from the old Hell, countless pale flowers sprouted from the mire.
From Fernan's hand, the control of countless souls began to be seized...
"Ha, haha, hahahaha——"
Fernan's expression twitched, then twitched again, his lips spasming, a smirk on his face as he looked at it all, his eyes bloodshot, on the verge of bursting.
In an unprecedented rage, unable to suppress it, he burst into laughter.
Just feeling an unprecedented sense of absurdity and mockery.
What do you mean I'm no good either?
What do you mean in that case I won't pretend to be a gentleman anymore?
Damn it, is Ember blind?!
Why don't you open your eyes and see, who the hell is the decay now!
Are those old geezers in the Association idiots? What did you actually teach, what did the Ember genius you claim turn into!
He lowered his head, staring at the petals slowly falling from the sky, reaching out his hand, contemplating the false creation born from a wisp of Mercury in his palm.
In a mere instant, he had already glimpsed the essence of Isis, using his own malevolence to speculate Ji Jue's purpose and thoughts... even the intentions and madness during creation.
Unable to bear it any longer, feeling as if he fell into an ice cave.
How could such a craftsman tie himself up in chains, serving his own creation...
Who's the master and who's the slave?!
"Are you crazy!"
Fernan hoarsely questioned, "Ji Jue, how dare you call yourself Ember, what did you really create! What did you really take a craftsman as…"
"None of your damn business!"
Ji Jue reached out, plucking the white flower from his breast pocket, sniffing the fragrance, shamelessly smiling, he told him, "I like it!"
Boom!!!
In the endlessly spreading pale flowers, the rampaging Flame of Decay quickly dimmed, with violent mutations being covered by even more violent mutations, malicious erosion being supplanted by more malicious erosion.
Ubiquitous, ceaseless struggles and defenses have already commenced in every corner of the Seven Cities!
Like a tug-of-war, competing for the soul's fate!
"Come on, Fernan!"
Ji Jue opened his arms, full of anticipation: "Since you love to talk about All Things Self-transform so much, let's see...
Between your creation and my creation, which is superior?"
Fernan's expression twisted slowly, a cycle of rage and malice without rest; finally, on that shattered face, what showed was the same determination and contempt that matched Ji Jue's.
"Then let's go!"
He waved his hand, beyond the One Foot Hammer, shadows of creations emerged around him, targeting his foe before him.
Ember and You Sui, craftsman and craftsman.
Now they stood on the same level, all revealing their true faces.
Regardless of morality or intentions, both plunged into the abyss and mire, their arrogance and rebellion indistinguishable.
No need for righteous accusations, nor for moral judgment.
Only one thing remains.
Absolutely unrelenting, using all means, settling the winner!
Fight to the death!
Just like that...
With a single face-off, Ji Jue, splintered!
Just from Fernan's casual interference, amid the uncontrolled Three Phases cycle, the rebirth form completely collapsed, severed at the waist, limbs scattered.
As expected, within the suppression of the Realm of Descent, the transformation manipulation made even Ji Jue want to drool, his consciousness was ridiculously deficient, not even able to notice Fernan's slight probing and seduction.
But before it landed, the attack that followed was dissipated by the blossom.
Under the repair of Isis, in no time, Ji Jue returned to being whole again and stood once more before Fernan.
"Seems like I'm getting the hang of it."
Ji Jue showed no sign of frustration, still smiling, waving enthusiastically: "Again!"
"No matter how many times, it's the same, Ji Jue, you're far too behind!"
Fernan extended his hand once more, easily crushing Ji Jue again.
But this time, the mechanical body wrapped in continuous noise and rolling smoke didn't explode completely as he had expected.
Amidst the flying sparks, that metallic face lifted, grinning back at him:
"…seems it's not that far behind after all."
Zanlu shot out, the spiritual essence wailed, leaving a clawing black trail in mid-air, terrifying high heat diffusing.
Yet it couldn't affect Fernan.
It didn't even reach him, almost dissipating before his presence. The heat was out of control, scattered completely halfway, not even a minor frost.
Instead, one of Ji Jue's arms was burnt into molten iron.
Ji Jue flicked his hand, discarding the dissolved elbow, lowering his eyes again, complex structures manifested out of thin air and exploded as well, making it difficult to complete, thus simplifying, simplifying more, until only a hydraulic-driven joint remained, the cable-pulling and retracting five fingers.
No matter, as long as it's sufficient.
Unfortunately, it couldn't come into play, and before he had time to lift his head, he was blown away again, his shattered head rejuvenating once more amongst the blossoms, piecing together.
Standing again before Fernan.
"Please continue."
The craftsman reduced to an ordinary person smiled invitingly, humbly seeking guidance.
In those jet-black pupils seemingly pieced together from metal, blazing flames excitedly ascended, burning, recklessly challenging an unbeatable opponent.
Just within the endless erosion of descent, drawing the sword again!
This time, Ji Jue lasted only two moves, defeated by his foolish decision and transformation manipulation, like a dumb fool, played around.
Yet the annoyance of failure couldn't hide a certain indescribable novelty and excitement.
When the foreseeable possibilities utterly blurred, when the indescribable intuition moved away, everything familiar became so strange, like rediscovering and comprehending everything anew, from a fresh, different angle, exploring once more.
Just as if something long taken for granted as a toy suddenly had new ways and variations, filled with surprise and discovery...
He seemed to understand a bit, yet seemed completely perplexed.
Only joy and pleasure, no frustration.
Laughed out loud.
"Again!"
Boom!!!
The challenger who overestimated himself disintegrated under the furious ravaging, if not for Isis, he might already have no remains.
Constantly accumulating minor injuries, finally converting the amassed minor injuries into fatal trauma through the [Grain Sound]; eradicating all spiritual transformations of the opponent, even instantly invalidating the related Alchemic theories and applied skills, completely nullifying the [Pure Panic]; unrestrictedly segmenting the opponent until reduced to nil through the [One Foot Hammer]…
Many creations Fernan took pride in couldn't take down an opponent who completely lost talent and skill, instead kept barely surviving through many clumsy yet peculiar maneuvers.
The Wolf's malicious perception and nerve reflexes, Chun Jun's accelerated perception and spiritual flashes, even Wanxiang Engine's spatial teleportation and jumps.
No matter how many times, even reducing Ji Jue to utter fragmentation, even if only a bit remains, a mechanical body would once again reconstruct before Feilqi.
As long as Isis remains, no matter how brutal the failures and injuries are, they're trivial.
Just as if treating himself as some instance Boss, repeatedly farming and challenging, even enjoying it.
Yet, at this moment, he couldn't give his all, even struggling to move…what he felt was the relentless cracking lament from the Heavenly People's ruinous body.
A hallucination-like weight appearing on the soul, pulling him, trying to draw him from the sky into the mire!
Even, falling into the abyss…
Heavenly Human Foundation, achieved through the descent of Seven Cities.
But now, as more souls in the mire of Seven Cities strive to rise again, the foundation of the Realm of Descent is shaking.
Thus ascended Heavenly Human Foundation, now instead being dragged by countless futile struggles of ordinary people, showing signs of downfall!
The Flame of Decay, rapidly dimming and retracting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Like a candle in the wind.
Ka!
When Ji Jue's fragmented body crawled up before Fernan again, a cracking sound arose, with a crack snaking across Fernan's face.
Like a blade, shattering his startled and angry expression.
"What are you doing?"
He perceived everything in the Seven Cities, sensing countless souls persistently struggling, erupting, not even needing more erosion from Isis, as if boiling, wanting to escape Fernan's control.
Fernan staggered for a moment, almost unstable, questioning:
"What the hell did you do?!"
"Huh? I didn't do anything, was just beaten up by you, wasn't I?"
The shattered Ji Jue crawled up again, shrugged, looking innocent: "At most, I just casually sent out a flyer…"
…Flyer!
Fernan's pupils contracted, looking up, gazing at the sky, innumerable silvery lights falling like snow, appearing out of thin air, fluttering down to earth.
Falling into the ruins and mire.
Falling before him.
So light, just one page, surpassing countless lies and decrees, completely unsettling the foundation of decay!
"The Coast Group Seven Cities Industrial Park First Large-scale Recruitment Announcement."