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Chapter 730 - 424: If There’s a Chance, Can We Meet Again (6K for Monthly Pass)

Chapter 730: Chapter 424: If There’s a Chance, Can We Meet Again (6K for Monthly Pass)

Dark clouds loomed, and a gloomy wind howled within the city of Xiaguang.

Spanning the sky like a great net, clinging to the tall buildings, burrowing underground—the Filthy Marks stirred to life, trembling in segments.

Swelling, contracting.

They resembled energy-carrying conduits.

A few Filthy Marks began to crack and fall off, like scabs peeling away from human skin. Yet, as the Marks decreased, the sorrow, despair, and desolation weighing on people’s hearts intensified.

A dense melancholy permeated the air, shadows under the dark clouds stretched and twisted, latching onto Awakeners and mythical beings.

Chilling as serpents.

Desolation pierced the spirit.

At the site where the Filthy Marks first appeared in Xiaguang, the grotesque shadows took the shape of beautiful, eerie petals. They seemed as mournful as inanimate objects, yet as graceful as living creatures.

In the center of this tens-of-meters-long shadowy petal was a gem entwined with cold winds, sadness, and death.

—The source of the catastrophe!

As all the Filthy Mark nodes were cleansed, the true form of disaster’s source was finally revealed!

"Completely different from the malignant tumors deep in the Filthy Sea, is this the distinct influence of different Evil Gods?"

Fang You gazed into the distance.

The source of the catastrophe wasn’t particularly large.

At least, compared to the Seven Stars-level Mysterious Evil, which was colossally huge and nearly blotted out the sky, this dark blossom of disaster seemed minuscule.

In physical terms, it was tiny.

In terms of the spirit, however, it was infinitely vast, enveloping the skies and earth of Xiaguang City, casting endless shadows.

"Shatter!"

A mythic being who had been on standby near the area gritted his teeth and shook off the Seven Stars Mysterious Evil that had entangled him.

He drew out a specially-made weapon designed to target the disaster’s source, a blue and red Flame flaring around him, which transformed into a pair of magnificent wings over ten meters in length.

He spread his wings, and the blue and red luminescence streaked across the sky, shedding sparks along its path.

Raising his spear high, he made a swing to save Xiaguang City, to pierce through all disasters with a single blow.

One mythic being after another turned their gaze towards him.

Filled with tension, excitement, anticipation.

Time seemed to stand still as the blue and red mythic being, holding his spear aloft, remained motionless as he drew close to the source of the catastrophe.

"Puchi——"

Sharp tentacles pierced through the body of the mythic being.

His lifeless eyes gradually regained clarity, ripples of struggle reflected in his pupils, but soon calmed, his hand relaxing as the spear slipped from the sky.

The shadows that climbed up engulfed his body as well.

But before his death, the mythic being exhausted his last strength to convey a crucial piece of information.

—Close to this calamity’s source, one’s spirit would be greatly affected. Even a Seven Senses mythic being couldn’t withstand it unless they possessed a magical treasure or secret technique that specifically protected the soul!

Immediately, several other mythic beings armed with specially-made weapons dared not approach any further.

They were not afraid of death... If there was a chance in the struggle, they were willing to risk it all, but if such a desperate act was in vain, the mythic beings were emmmmm.

Who truly isn’t afraid of death?

Despite this, some mythic beings still charged towards the location of disaster’s source.

They were either more powerful or possessed Strange Implements to protect their souls, confident they could barely withstand the influence of the malignant tumor.

Even if at that moment, they had only one strike’s worth of strength left, it would be enough.

With the specially-made weapons, one strike could destroy this source of disaster!

Then, as long as the others provided cover, there would be no risk of falling.

...

Xianguang City was vast, with a population exceeding a hundred million.

Thanks to the comfortable living standards of the Candela Empire and the peak of runic arts technology, even ordinary citizens could own villa-like residences.

The cream of the crop among the Six Senses had the privilege of building their own white towers within the city.

Not to mention the various esteemed mythic existences.

With the multitude of people, and even more land, the territory that Xiaguang City covered far exceeded that of pre-mystic arrival international megacities on Blue Star.

Now it was swathed in Filthy Marks.

The mythic beings dared not charge through recklessly, instead bypassing areas dense with Filthy Marks, relying on their specially-made weapons to tear open sparse ones to take minor shortcuts.

However, Mysterious Evils surrounded them on all sides.

With Mysterious Evils blocking the way and intangible influences shadowing the area, the distance that would usually be covered in an instant became incredibly far.

After severing the nodes, Liu Feng looked at his third junior brother, Zhou Bao, pondering that with his size and speed, by the time he broke through to the vicinity of the disaster’s source, it might all be over.

He weighed the weapon in his hand, and riding on his broadsword wide as a door, he flew alone towards the source of the disaster.

Golden light swirled around him, swiftly Severing and slicing through any Mysterious Evil it touched.

A blue Beast Pattern surfaced on his forehead, and the winds and clouds cheered him on, paving a grand pathway to the heavens.

He kept accelerating! Speeding up!

The golden light dashed left and right within the shadowy, debris-filled Xiaguang City, leaving Seven Stars Mysterious Evils trailing behind.

His velocity far surpassed that of ordinary mythic beings.

The only thing visible to the populace was a beam of golden light!

As he closed in on his target, the invisible influence lashed more fiercely, hammering at the soul like massive waves.

Within his sea of consciousness, an incomplete portrait of mountains and rivers emerged outside his golden Divine Soul, serving as a barrier of heaven, withstanding the external impacts wave after wave.

Liu Feng felt dispirited.

He could only bite his tongue, forcing himself to stay alert.

The surrounding mythic beings also provided him with support and cover.

Some unleashed powerful moves frequently; some brought out the Candela Empire’s top-tier energy cannons, thundering with gunfire that annihilated countless Mysterious Evils; some deployed their reserves, summoning one puppet after another, each capable of mythic combat strength.