1212: Chapter 1198 Rain 1212: Chapter 1198 Rain “””
When the world was ablaze, what could mortals do?
“I will extinguish everything, at least, the flas before my eyes…”
The words of i Yuge, known as the “Soothing Rain” from the legends, had once inspired many.
And now, the “legendary woman” adorned with a multitude of honors stood upon the ashen hills, gently waving her wooden staff.
The slight drizzle, following her gaze, turned into a downpour.
The burning villages regained their peace under the torrential rain, yet the “robbers” who were plundering would not stop there.
The Lava Clan, which had turned into bandits, used their extraordinary traits to imdiately notice the figure on the hill.
“It’s her!
Kill her!”
Noisy shouts arose below, interspersed with sporadic gunfire.
If it had been i Yuge from ten years ago, she would have ducked in terror by now, but she remained calm as if she heard nothing.
She simply waved her staff in silence, adjusting the area of rainfall.
Soone stood in front of her.
“…Don’t retreat, this is our own holand!”
“Do as the big sister says!
Protect her front.”
Facing the charging robbers directly were militia ard with stone spears and iron axes.
Yet not long ago, they were just ordinary fishern…
“Think of our children!
‘A slave who doesn’t know to resist is not worthy of sympathy.’ If we cannot fight for ourselves, then, we will not be saved…”
Hearing these familiar words, i Yuge suddenly looked down to see a completely unfamiliar Long Hand Clan person—seemingly a militia captain trying to boost morale?
“…His words, his ideology, have they spread here too?”
Ti is always the most incomprehensible magician; although that man had gone ten years ago, as ti passed, his “influence” only grew stronger.
He had taught too many disciples.
In this age of clashing powers, those young people who received his ntorship and adopted his ideas, much like “students studying abroad” during tumultuous tis, supported by foreign backgrounds, naturally beca leaders in various places.
And his ideology, his words, being straightforward and pragmatic, naturally spread far and wide, especially since his ship traveled the world, bringing resources, food, and weapons to other regions, and with them, culture and ideas.
The seeds he had planted also gradually sprouted over the years.
Even that man, the founder of the Holy Ship Comrce Association, had beco a “ntor,” a fighter, a cultural symbol in the eyes of so locals…
“Your Excellency!
My lord!”
The shouts of the militia below recalled the wandering attention of i Yuge.
She touched the scar on her cheek; even such a lackluster opponent posed no challenge, but getting lost in thought on the battlefield is never good…
If that man were here, he would have uncaringly punched her head without any pity.
“An Xin…”
Subconsciously, she mimicked that man’s way of speaking—with that slightly pleased tone mixed with her calm voice, so familiar and nostalgic.
Every ti, when faced with desperate situations, once that youthfully cheerful voice rang out as if returning to a boring afternoon on Earth, her heart filled with anxiety and unrest would rapidly cool.
“…You have all done very well already, the rest, leave to .”
The Lava Clan bandits had reached the foot of the hill—those timid farr militian were insignificant before the extraordinary races, but they indeed had done their job by drawing all the enemies to i Yuge.
“…” The silent woman gently waved her long staff, and the downpour in front of her suddenly intensified at least by double.
After being taught in actual combat, she better understood why that cunning fellow would say, “If your words can’t give you an advantage on the battlefield, then keeping your mouth shut from the start is a good choice.
Oh, and don’t be stupid enough to scream out your moves like the nas of dishes; it’s so dumb I can’t even bother to explain.”
“…Heh, maybe ‘ti’ has co, why do I keep rembering the past…”
The swinging staff brought a ferocious storm, and even the sturdy dwarfs were toppling about, unable to stand firm.
“Bang!”
Those simple, disposable projectile firearms breezed past, but i Yuge ignored them completely.
In front of her apparently undefended stance, there was an invisible defense of ice crystals…
“Even if you’re sure you can win, that doesn’t stop you from preparing for failure…”
The woman shook her head, not in denial of such teaching, but often it took a setback in real combat to leave a deep mory.
She, and her companions, due to “ideological differences,” chose to strike out on their own.
But looking at the outco, that decision back then might not have been a good thing…
“””
“Seal.”
The whisper in her heart beca the fully-ford “Rain of Sealing.”
That small area, just a few dozen square ters, yet it beca the converging point for all the rainwater.
“Ah, ah, this is unbearable.”
“Counterattack…
can’t see!
Just pick a direction and fire back!”
The excessively dense rainfall and gale took away their vision, restricted their movents, and even, subrged them into a quagmire.
The sandy traps, as expected, turned into mires that devoured life once touched by the heavy rain.
Watching the increasingly uncomfortable dwarves, i Yuge did not show an ounce of rcy.
To her, a routed squad might not an much, but let just one get away, and the village might see a devastating retaliation.
“Ice.”
Still in silent incantation, the raindrops instantly gathered, turning into sharp ice spikes.
“Ah, ah, ahhhh!”
In an instant, the area filled with rain beca a human purgatory, filled with screams of agony, and the puddles on the ground rged with the blood.
But this, was still just the beginning.
“Solidify.”
Above i Yuge’s long staff, a vague phantom of a three-headed dragon lingered.
One head spewed steam and Thunder Fla, another was surrounded by cold ice, and the last head, seed to be playing with water.
“Gaga!”
The dragon cried out joyfully, as the water in the ground and the quagmire started to freeze at an unreasonably rapid pace, turning into solid ice.
“Three states of water,” it was its na, as well as the evolved form of the “second life” bestowed by Lu Ping’an, sharing the sa Rule System powers as its master.
It could freely transform its master’s controlled “rain” between “gas,” “solid,” and “liquid” states…The gap between its upper and lower limits was huge, sothing the forr i Yuge couldn’t manage, but now…
“…”
The silent woman retracted her wooden staff and turned to leave.
She had no habit of reveling in slaughter, and the increasingly deepening screams behind her signaled their fate.
When their feet were frozen to the earth, enduring the near endless assault of icicle rain, what else could be their outco?
Finally, when the ground was covered in fresh red rainwater, the “Soothing Rain” had completed another tranquilizing.
Leaning on her wooden staff, she left limping…
smiling as she declined the precious fruits and vegetables the villagers offered, partly because these items might be what they used to barter for winter supplies.
On the other hand, when alone, she wouldn’t accept food gifted by anyone…
To the current i Yuge, goodwill was as common as malice, and it was better not to give others a chance to repay kindness with resentnt.
But…
“Seventeen hexagonal coins of remuneration…
Plus, the equipnt of the routed soldiers, not bad, at least not at a loss.”
All things can be traded, and free service might be the most expensive and unsustainable of all.
Even if the villagers’ “reward” might be negligible to her, i Yuge still took the agreed paynt, though this ti it was a little different.
“Your Excellency, I…
I think I saw one of your companions a couple of days ago.”
A young man of the Long Hand Clan stepped forward, hoping to provide so intelligence to the hero who saved their village.
“Companion?”
“Yes, he was wearing a badge marked just like yours.”
Following the man’s direction, i Yuge saw the emblem on her own hood.
The “Comrce Association Badge,” which didn’t have a long history, was the “registered trademark” of the institution’s move towards corporatization.
It was a golden scale emblem, and on the two ends of the scale, one side was a Peace Dove, while the other side featured coins, gunfire, and fists…
very eye-catching, and very much in line with that man’s bad taste.
A companion?
Which one?
She didn’t recall hearing about anyone active in this region…
Initially, i Yuge didn’t take it seriously, but as she listened, she beca visibly excited.
“The young man who closes his eyes as if he can see everything?
Is he the one who speaks gently, hardly ever getting angry…”
Her voice was calm but quivered with excitent, and as she confird it was indeed the person from her mories, her staff dropped to the ground.
“…He, Lu Ping’an, is back?!
And not far away?!”
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