Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 384 - 384 79 The Great Weiyuan Mythological Battle 4_3

384: Chapter 79: The Great Weiyuan Mythological Battle (4)_3 384: Chapter 79: The Great Weiyuan Mythological Battle (4)_3 Linai appeared to be indifferent, but in truth, she had always been this determined.

She wanted to learn everyone’s strengths, to make herself useful at any time.

This desire made her a Void Phase Mage, possessing the multifaceted capabilities of the True Word Talisman.

The foundation of her Impermanence Skill was a principle she learned from her teacher.

Sky Extreme had said that words contain mysteries; martial artists shout when they punch, Impermanence Law Enforcers declare before using their abilities, all to turn their heartfelt emotions into real power through language.

But in the end, language could never trump concrete actions.

Divine Communication, no matter how varied, could never outmatch a tangible blade.

A girl with a promising future was about to die just like that—such is the impermanence of life.

“This, too, must be the destiny woven by Him.”

Linai had previously asked her about her wishes, but she no longer had any desires of her own.

The Direct Gods, who officiate the six major shrine festivals, also lead hidden lives.

They too have wishes; it’s just that under human worship, these wishes transform into a certain higher “ideology.” Just as the God of Yuzhuan wishes for the prosperity of commerce, He would not obstruct merchants from making money; Yidou Nengmai bestows good fortune on the kind, He wouldn’t grant favors to the wicked.

This is the reason for the gods’ existence and the law they cannot violate.

The Great Country Lord is the god of Zero Island, a symbol of the nation itself.

Zero Island was destined for destruction, her heart phase turned into the Silent Phase.

The prime minister of Zero Island had given her commands that she must faithfully execute.

Of course, a nation must obey the ruler’s orders; Zero Island’s avatar naturally obeys the leader of Zero Island, it was so in the past and would be so in the future.

The gods who created the nation had to in turn obey the orders of humans—what absurdity!

But Sakura Dance accepted it all calmly because this was Zero Island.

Be it the myriad of gods or humans, all life, without distinction, is eternally manipulated by fate.

True autonomy and freedom have never existed; the Huojin God sits amidst the vortex, orchestrating every single thread.

Everyone is helpless against their fate.

“You too, came here because of the shrine’s arrangements,” the Ninja sighed softly.

She did not linger, but raced to the mountain top, ready to exert her last strength for the lord of Zero Island.

“But I am…

standing here because of my own will!”

But at that moment, Sakura Dance heard a voice, a voice that should not exist.

It was clear, carrying the unique vigor of a youthful girl, without a hint of decay!

“As a mere Divine Communication Mage, where is the necessity for me to serve as a combat force?” The girl said, laughing amidst her dismay, “Truthfully, when I left Purple Island, I should have gone back.

But I followed them all this way…

because I wanted to be of some help to them.

To merely watch those fools barge into Weiyuan City alone, how could I call myself a friend!”

Sakura Dance turned around warily, she instantly raised a rain of dying cherry blossoms, sending a wave of decaying power towards the girl.

Yet a streak of golden light suddenly appeared beside Linai.

The warm glow repelled the rain of flowers, dispersing the influence of the dying cherry blossoms and restoring the girl’s vitality.

Linai smiled cunningly like a little fox, holding the talisman that clung to the staff in her hand.

The script slowly emerging on the white paper was not the word “decay” representing dead cherry blossoms but the word “nation,” representing its true essence!

“The offering is this battle, the reward is the power of the Great Country Lord, the words spoken throughout the process are entrusted to the talisman; the sacrifice, that is the transaction with the gods, just like that, it is completed!”

At the battle’s onset, the paper bladed talismans that Sakura Dance had easily dodged spread out, each talisman blade hid pre-written words.

When combined, they formed the spell to sacrifice to the Great Country Lord!

“Linai…!”

Sakura Dance, being a professional Shrine Witch herself, immediately understood everything the little witch had done.

Linai used her Impermanence Skill in place of the usual verbal conversation, turning their battle itself into a ritual offering.

The blank talisman, blessed with her strength and returned to Linai’s hands, symbolically marked the end of the transaction, the completion of the ritual to the gods!

However, such a forcibly symbolic transaction could only have a symbolic meaning; it would not give Linai any actual power, it merely signified her own acknowledgment…

Sakura Dance realized it—what she needed was the approval of the Great Country Lord!

“Lord God, if there’s something inconvenient for you to undertake, let this witch perform it on your behalf.

We, the people of Divine Dao, exist exactly for this purpose!”

Linai pressed her palms together and slapped the talisman between her hands.

“Huangquan Shrine Witch Chuyun Linai, bearing the power of the Divine Body from the six major shrines, assumes the role of Yidou Nengmai Witch.

Today, Zero Island finds itself at the brink of life and death, with the lives of thousands hanging by a thread.”

“The great witch of Huojin, the god of good fortunate who commands benevolence, Yidou Nengmai, who has returned from Huangquan!

Pray let your soul descend upon my spirit and bestow your mighty strength onto my flesh, to save the nation from ruin and put an end to the ritual that has lasted two millennia!”

At this moment, the colossal shadows of gods lit up within the six major shrines of Purple Island.

Six ancient Divine Masters sat at the heart of the electronic Array, channeling their power into it along with the priests.

Starting with the fox-faced god of commerce in the northernmost position, followed by a samurai-dressed god of war, a ninja-disguised god of secrecy, a civil-servant-styled god of culture, all the way to the white-clad, white-haired Great Country Lord God, all known deities descended upon the world today.

The projections of the gods solidified with the infusion of faith and power, turning into towering statues.

This was the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect’s prepared final battle tactic, Divine Intervention, a secret technique that could only be triggered with the gods’ approval.

Now, Linai’s adventure had placed the last piece of the puzzle, allowing the entire Divine Intervention ritual to be successfully activated!

The last god to rise stood at the southernmost Huangquan Shrine, holding sway over good fortune, Yidou Nengmai.

The other five Direct Gods from Purple Island stepped forward in succession, blending into the phantom dressed in a golden crown and gray clothes.

That gentle goddess rose from the far south of Zero Island, crossed through the forests of Purple Island, the deserts of Dahe Island, moving from the outskirts towards the heart of Weiyuan City.

She passed through the battlefield of Kong Wang and Will, gracing the Gun of Punishment with a flash of gold, and showering a grey cloud upon the Red Mage, provoking the angered screams of malevolent spirits.

It seemed like a whim; having done these things, she continued her stride, arriving behind the witch.

Yidou Nengmai’s shadow merged with Linai’s body, and in a single breath, the girl’s demeanor changed completely, losing some liveliness and gaining a touch of serenity.

“Yidou Nengmai…”

Linai, no, Yidou Nengmai stretched out her arms, embracing the white-haired deity like an elder.

“My old friend, you have already fulfilled your duty.”

Yidou Nengmai gently brushed Sakura Dance’s hair, her arm passing through the ninja’s body like a shadow.

Yidou Nengmai withdrew her arm, clutching a mass of deep grey power in her palm—the very thing that constrained Sakura Dance, the God’s reason.

The restraint in the palm of the God of Good Fortune turned into grey petals, dancing in the mountain breeze, blending into the scattering flurry of petals.

“Sleep, and when you awaken, everything will change.”

Sakura Dance smiled, a smile so beautiful.

She closed her eyes and leaned on Yidou Nengmai’s shoulder to sleep.

Countless cherry blossoms scattered, and the hillside returned to desolation.

Yidou Nengmai laid down the sleeping deity and walked to the mountain’s peak.

From the top of Fu Yue Mountain, a strange light poured down, countless points of light twinkled in another world…

Like a starry sky.