Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 387 - 387 80 The Final Bet_3

387: Chapter 80 The Final Bet_3 387: Chapter 80 The Final Bet_3 The preemptive setup of the Four Pillars Qiankun Net, the Impermanence Skill that Shiyu Genmi chose to pair with the strategy, and this strike given only after getting close to the forefront…

Everything unfolded so naturally that it put them in an awkward position where they could not act.

Perhaps in half a minute, Lianyi or the ninjas would catch up, perhaps Shiyu Zhongyi would not be able to hold on and completely collapse to the ground in a few more seconds, but now, just for these few seconds, they were truly powerless!

Shiyu Ling and Shiyu Lianyi didn’t speak; they no longer wanted to say a word to this scum, only wishing to blast his head open the moment they broke free.

Only Gongsun Ce roared in anger due to his swelling rage.

“Damn it, Shiyu Genmi!”

Shiyu Genmi still sat in front of the sai coin box, his face showing no emotion from his offspring’s severe injuries.

He drawled, “Is this the first time you taste the flavor of helplessness?

You better get used to it—that’s Zero Island!” He laughed loudly, “Why are you angry?

We are meeting for the first time, right?

Isn’t this a domestic issue of the Shiyu family?”

“You’ve done so many utterly conscienceless, lousy things!!”

Shiyu Genmi suddenly realized.

“Ah, it’s empathy and a sense of justice!

Excellent, I like your passionate approach to justice, young man!”

His clapping and laughing figure instantly overlapped with the past Shiyu Ling in Gongsun Ce’s mind.

“In this cruel and merciless world, you have the courage to give love to those who are unrelated to you.

How naive, yet how brave!”

Behind Shiyu Genmi, the main hall of the shrine rippled like waves.

This weird phenomenon spread from behind him to the entire mountaintop, making everything seem as distorted as a dream.

Shiyu Genmi acted as if he expected this, not surprised but with a smug tone, as if boasting.

“Curious, want to know what I am doing?

The Calamity God Festival is an offering for the Void Light Dragon.

After all, this thing is a safety mechanism—the absence of an offering doesn’t guarantee it will come, but having the festival means it definitely won’t.

So to ensure it would come was a certainty, I wracked my brains…

What to do?”

“Disrupt the place and time, simplify the rituals as much as possible.

Deliberately put together a flawed offering, don’t collect the power of Yidou Nengmai to prevent this primary host from interfering.”

“But that still wasn’t foolproof.

I needed to come up with a method that would definitely bring it here, make it so furious that it’s willing to descend in person to kill me first.

So, I took over the role of the witch myself.”

Shiyu Genmi raised his finger, and his fingertip shone with a spot of gold light.

It was the good fortune power named Zhi Pi that should have been offered to Huojin God.

“Let me, the person most loathed by the gods, personally present this year’s offering to the Void Light Dragon!”

The solid world shattered amidst distortions, a ferocious crack tore open behind Shiyu Genmi, the fissure spanning the mountain range, ripping apart the sky, extending beyond Zero Island and in a breath covered about one-seventh of the blue planet’s surface.

Behind the crack, the world was like the night sky, with countless dazzling stars twinkling.

In Shiyu Genmi’s hands appeared an item he should never possess—an object resembling a remote control which was Shiyu Zhongyi’s “Shiyu Plan Integration Terminal,” an Impermanence Skill that could summon all Shiyu Power.

The man in white reached to hold his hat, looking at his “children” with eyes full of a gambler’s mania and fierceness.

His eyes were blood-red, breathing rapid, like a madman intoxicated with gambling, staring at the opening of the last gamble.

“Ling, Lianyi!

Daddy will teach you one last thing!

Betting small to win big is the most difficult gamble in the world.

To have even a slight chance of winning, you must stake everything you have.

Your money, status, power, future—and your life!”

The force that bound the three disappeared in an instant, Shiyu Zhongyi willingly lifted the Impermanence Skill.

He lay in a pool of blood, saying in a barely audible voice, “Huojin Day, Curse Scale…

authority transferred.”

Thus, the ghostly shadow of the scale left behind him and stood behind Shiyu Genmi, his father, the initiator of the Shiyu Plan, and another “Shiyu Zhongyi!”

A golden-gray light streamed from the crack, condensing into a vortex of gold and gray.

It was the vortex that Gongsun Ce had once seen with his own eyes, the manifestation of fate above Zero Island.

Now the vortex had come from the Illusion to reality, becoming a gigantic celestial phenomenon visible to all!

The crack to the unnamed starry sky closed, and the oldest deity of Zero Island, the great being called Void Light Dragon, had arrived in the real world.

A long dragon chant emerged from the center of the vortex, even children could hear the anger in that cold voice.

The terrifying air pressure instantly destroyed the ruins of the shrine, threatening to swallow everything into the vortex of destiny.

The force lifted the shattered body of Shiyu Zhongyi, and Shiyu Genmi, close at hand, was also flung into the vortex of fate.

Shiyu Genmi laughed heartily, spreading his arms and allowing the furious monarch to engulf him.

In the instant he touched the power of the Void Light Dragon, he yelled madly, laying his final, most significant bet on the table.

“The price is my life and everything!

In return, obliterate the residual thoughts of the Void Light Dragon!”

This was the most powerful deal the Curse Scale could achieve because the price a person can pay can never surpass his own life.

Shiyu Genmi’s body dissipated amidst his laughter, and the tilting Curse Scale made a soft sound.

The deal was complete.