novelraw Chapter 273 Paradise, Time Rain
Chapter 273 Paradise, Time Rain
Chapter 273 Paradise, Time Rain
In the area controlled by the Dark Light Council, the speaker paced back and forth alone, with information about the changes in Xu City displayed on the screen behind him.
As he walked, he stopped, looked back at the screen, and stared at the sea of blood hanging upside down in the sky, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Crimson sea of blood... Styx, is that you?"
He had a premonition that the crimson sea of blood that suddenly appeared in the intelligence and overwhelmed the physical entity of the instance was the mysterious collaborator of the council.
If his guess is correct, the parliament will also need to change its attitude towards cooperating with Styx, after all, Styx has been too powerful.
"Having such a collaborator, I don't know if it's good or bad for the final plan."
Frankly speaking, although he was very unhappy about Styx threatening the council, Styx's involvement did indeed greatly help the plan.
Although He is not a transcendent being who walks the path of light, He has a deep understanding of the path of light, and in some aspects, even the Speaker is ashamed of himself.
After thinking for a while, the Speaker remembered that he still had a dungeon invitation letter. After hesitating for a moment, he sent a message to Styx.
Perhaps Styx has some secrets, but at this stage, he is the strongest person he can find.
With such a big guy by his side, the Speaker barely felt safe, since the copy the invitation pointed to was rather strange, according to the information he had.
That wasn't a normal copy; it was a world on the verge of death.
A sudden message notification woke Modi from his deep sleep.
He glanced at the pure white world he was in, raised his hand and thrust it forward, easily tearing through the pure white curtain and ripping apart the thin cocoon of light.
"The transformation is finally complete."
He spoke, uttering his first words after his transformation, in a voice that didn't sound human.
The sound was ethereal and distant, carrying an inexplicable power, making the listener immediately think of light shining through glass, causing even the surrounding things to fade until they turned pure white.
Realizing that he could not fully control the path of light, Mordi shut his mouth. With a thought, the colors that had faded from the surrounding things flowed back, and everything was as good as before.
This body has already embarked on the path of light, making it fully capable of utilizing the light arts he has collected. Furthermore, it is also a suitable vessel for collecting other fragments of the God of Light.
If he could infiltrate the remaining forces of the God of Light behind the Darklight Council, he might be able to leverage their accumulated resources to make rapid progress in the Path of Light.
In any case, the ultimate goal of the Court of Eternal Day and other remnants of the God of Light is simply to create a new God of Light and restore the glory of the ancient God of Light's Eternal Day era. As for who will become the new God of Light, that can be discussed.
After careful consideration, Modi felt that this position was quite destined for him. From Blue Star to here, he had many entanglements with the legacy of the God of Light, which was truly a unique kind of fate.
Oh right, I remember it was Old Light Bulb's message that woke me up. Let me see what happened.
He quickly glanced at his friends list and immediately understood why the Speaker had contacted him.
"I was wondering why he was contacting me all of a sudden. Turns out he wanted to invite me to a dungeon run. My next dungeon run is coming up soon anyway... But why did he suddenly think of me?"
The Speaker is undoubtedly one of the top chosen ones in Xuanxing. Before his arrival, he was ranked in the first tier of Xuanxing.
Logically speaking, such a character should be able to complete dungeon missions independently without needing to team up with others, unless they know information about the next dungeon and that dungeon is very dangerous.
Of course, there is another possibility: he plans to use the dungeon to sabotage his teammates.
Modi narrowed his eyes; his intuition told him that something was amiss.
Therefore, he did not rush to agree, but instead asked the speaker for relevant information about the copy.
As he expected, the Speaker had been spying on him and replied to his messages almost instantly.
"Dungeon Paradise," difficulty S. According to reliable information, this dungeon is actually a dying world, and perhaps it contains something that can advance the plan...
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The speaker's words contained a lot of information, and after reading them, Modi understood why the speaker had approached him.
"So it's too dangerous, and they want to drag me into it to share the risk." Mordy was speechless, secretly sighing that the Speaker was still too cautious.
On second thought, he realized this was an opportunity. Since there was something that could advance the plan, it meant there was an opportunity to help him go further on the path of light.
"I agree."
He sent a message to the Speaker, and a moment later, an item was sent through the friends interface—an invitation to a dungeon with a pre-selected destination.
"Dungeon Paradise"—it's clearly a dying world, yet it has such a name. Is there a deeper meaning, or is it simply irony?
After glancing at it twice, Modi put the invitation away. With a thought, a massive amount of information from electromagnetic waves flooded into his mind.
At this moment, the whole world had no privacy in his eyes. If he wanted, he could find the home of a specific target without even having to go through the internet.
All of this is thanks to the various superpowers derived from the Path of Light. Every extraordinary person who embarks on the Path of Light is a master of information manipulation.
Those with profound expertise like Modi even have the ability to analyze electromagnetic waves and intercept the information within them.
Every movement in Xu City could not escape his keen eyes; every piece of machinery in every corner was an extension of his own body.
"The city of Xu, no, the entire world is about to change."
With a slight shift in his thoughts, he sifted through the vast amount of information and selected one that had caused a global sensation.
Undoubtedly, the Bureau of Extraordinary Events did not suppress the news of the anomaly in Xu City, but allowed it to ferment and spread on the internet until the whole world knew about it.
While the sheer scale of the operation made it difficult to contain, the existence of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs secretly fueling the unrest was also a factor.
Online, countless people are discussing this matter, and various doomsday theories, alien invasion hypotheses, and the 1999 secrecy agreement have emerged.
It seems the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs is planning to reveal some secrets... but that doesn't affect me much.
Mo Di is neither a native of Xuanxing nor an innocent bystander, so this kind of thing has nothing to do with him.
Even if the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs strengthens its supervision and intensifies its efforts to find unofficial chosen ones, it won't have much impact on him, since he has no ties to anyone in this world except for Su Youli.
"There's still some time before the agreed-upon date. Let's go to the Darklight Council's headquarters first and see if we can empty their coffers."
The Dark Light Council has traveled to many worlds and still maintains connections with the remnants of the God of Light. It must possess a vast collection of light-based techniques, which would be perfect for a newbie like him to quickly learn a thing or two.
Three days later, at the Beacon Legion headquarters, the legion commander, still cloaked, remained silent, staring at the screen with a glint of data in his eyes.
His adjutant explained the situation to him.
"After the Legion's plan in Xu City failed, the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs allowed the information to fester. Now, they've gone so far as to publicly reveal the Evolution Game, vowing to make the Legion pay the price..."
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The high-ranking military officers present remained silent, but this did not mean they had no thoughts; on the contrary, they were having a pleasant exchange on another level.
"I told you, the plan wouldn't succeed easily. Now look what's happened, we've not only lost resources, but also angered the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs."
"Hey, anyone can be a hindsight expert."
"When the plan was first proposed, you were the one who talked the loudest. How dare you say that?"
The adjutant on the stage twitched his eyelids and quietly inserted himself into this mental network.
"Can't you show me any respect when I'm speaking on stage?"
The online chat went silent for a moment, then one of the officers said, "We've already been very accommodating by not whispering in real life, haven't we?"
The adjutant's expression stiffened, and he paused almost imperceptibly before continuing at his usual pace: "In conclusion, I believe that the Legion should remain silent for the time being, reduce its operational scope, and enter a state of alert, constantly on guard against attacks from the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs."
After speaking, he simply blocked the mental network, put on a stiff smile, and looked at the legion commander who had been facing away from everyone.
The legion commander remained silent for a moment, then flicked his cloak and turned to face the crowd.
"Just do as he says. Don't be too high-profile lately. Also, I'm going to run a dungeon soon. In the meantime, all Legion affairs will be handled by my lieutenant."
After saying that, he ignored everyone's thoughts and strode towards the door.
Before opening the door, he paused, glanced at the officers behind him, and said, "There's one more thing. Next time you whisper, remember to be discreet. Your area network is full of flaws in my eyes."
The officers behind looked embarrassed, all of them losing the toughness they had shown when confronting their adjutant, and each one of them kept their eyes down and their minds at ease.
Regardless of what the officers were thinking, after returning to his private room, the legion commander took out his copy of the designated ticket and sighed inwardly.
"Paradise, a dying world... I wonder if it's the world I once visited."
As an outsider, he has visited many worlds, many of which were on the verge of death, and perhaps this is one of them.
Although he didn't have much of an impression of the name "Paradise," it was just a name after all, and he couldn't guess what kind of copy it was.
"However, since the obelisk prophesied that this dungeon contains what I need, I shall go and take a look."
Having figured this out, he no longer hesitated and directly used the designated dungeon ticket.
In an instant, the world spun around him, and he vanished from the room.
When he opened his eyes again, the legion commander couldn't help but touch the back of his head. "That feeling of being hit on the head with a club, I can never get used to it no matter how many times I experience it."
As he was marveling at this, his keen telepathic senses returned a response that left him frozen in place.
Looking out, an endless wilderness stretched before my eyes; looking up, I saw large patches of dark clouds gathering overhead.
A deep sense of unease filled his heart, while at the same time, a familiar feeling awakened the legion commander's dormant memories.
"Time Rain?!"
The legion commander gritted his teeth and, without hesitation, manipulated his mental energy to pry open space, attempting to use the technique of "telepathy" to escape the danger.
But the next moment, he squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "As expected, it won't work. The space is as hard as a rock in a latrine. Even with my current strength, I can't pry it open even a little bit."
With a slight unease, the legion commander was caught in a mental struggle, debating whether to unleash more power.
Unlike the native Chosen Ones of Xuanxing, these outsiders generally possess strength above Grade A, but in order not to affect the progress of the evolution game, they usually only use power appropriate to their current stage.
Otherwise, they will be targeted by the evolution game.
"Tsk, I can't worry about that now. The Time Rain is coming. If I don't unleash my power soon, I'll have no future left."
The legion commander had been to this world before and knew a great deal about Time Rain.
The Time Rain accelerates the passage of time, specifically by speeding up the decay of matter. Even with his current A-level strength, he cannot escape its effects.
Even more terrifying is that where the Rain of Time falls, there is a chance that traces of the Beach of the Dead will appear. That is the bridge that connects to death. Once you are swept into the Beach of the Dead, you may never be able to get out.
The legion commander steeled his resolve, his cloak fluttering in the wind, and his aura shifted accordingly.
The previous peace was suddenly shattered, and a domineering thought of controlling everything appeared in his eyes.
He is completely different now than before; rather, this is the real him.
Mind control ability users are generally people with a strong desire for control. Even if they weren't originally like that, their abilities will push them to change.
Just as the lifting of the ban was about to be completed, a loud bang was faintly heard from the distant wasteland, and the ground beneath the legion commander's feet trembled twice.
"What's that noise?"
The legion commander looked up and saw the sky churning with clouds, and thick dark clouds beginning to move toward the direction from which the sound came.
Seeing this, he was secretly pleased, knowing that someone had drawn the fire for him. He immediately interrupted the unblocking process and forcibly suppressed the extra power.
Taking advantage of the shift in the Chiral Clouds that were about to unleash the Time Rain, he suddenly rose up, transforming into a blur as he flew away into the distance.
At the center of the gathering of the Cairo clouds, two figures stood in mid-air, looking up at the clouds above.
The red figure said, "This is truly a wondrous substance; I sensed the power of time within it..."
"Scran, what do you think?"
Skarn, the Speaker, had a stern expression, mixed with a hint of respect.
After careful consideration, he said, "Your Excellency, perhaps we shouldn't confront this natural disaster head-on, especially since it involves time."
Those extraordinary beings who have mastered the path of light are also proficient in the power of time. Although the Speaker has not yet reached that level, he has a deep understanding of the power of time.
Modi glanced at him and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you? You weren't so polite to me before, why are you acting completely differently now?"
The speaker's face twitched, and he gave an awkward smile.
"You...you're joking. I've always had great respect for you."
This was a lie. In reality, he sensed that Mordy had stepped onto the path of light and gone even further than him, which was the source of his respectful attitude.
Although we don't know how he embarked on the path of light, since it's true, perhaps he can lend a hand to our plans, or even become our new god.
Thinking of this, he looked intently at Modi, his attitude becoming even more respectful.
Being stared at like that, Mo Di felt a chill run down his spine and quickly took a step back, shielding him in front of him.
Don't look at me like that, you...
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Before he could finish speaking, it started to rain.
First came a light drizzle, then within seconds, a downpour began.
The raindrops, imbued with the power of time, fell incessantly on the two's shields, and under Modi's gaze, the shields dimmed at a visible speed.