Denno City - Mayor’s Mansion
"Mr. Mayor, we can’t get through to Ains, and the special underground lines are also being interfered with,"
The young secretary quickly pushed open the office door, breathing heavily, and looked at the thin middle-aged man outside the office window, swiftly saying, "But the director of the communications office said that according to the Federation’s execution guidelines, Ains monitors the online status of each city in real-ti, and our disconnection will be imdiately detected,"
He paused slightly, his voice lowering, "Perhaps they’ll send soone to save us."
After reporting, he nervously looked at the middle-aged man’s back, awaiting a response.
However, the middle-aged man only looked up at the sky outside the window, silent, giving no reply.
"Mr. Mayor, we actually don’t need to worry. Although Ains is often inefficient, what if they take this matter particularly seriously?" The young secretary hesitated, continuing, "Maybe they’re already arranging for people to save us... as long as we wait a little longer..."
His voice gradually lowered, as if losing confidence, and finally, he shook his head, quickly saying, "I’ll try calling again—"
"No need," this ti, the middle-aged man standing by the window finally spoke, interrupting his action, then said slowly with a puzzling look, "Look up at the sky."
"Ah?" The young secretary was slightly startled and looked up.
Only at this mont did he have the chance to look up at the sky.
Unknowingly, the originally blood-colored sky had dimd, and the massive bloody sun was gradually becoming blurry.
And in the area that was originally filled with that blood-red color, a massive deep purple chanical illusion had erged.
The gigantic cha stood atop the firmant, like a part of a Divine Being descending, naturally emanating a profound and distant aura that imdiately evoked boundless awe and fear upon first sight.
He rembered that when he left the communications room, the sky had not been like this.
Under the stance of that purple illusion, the originally blood-colored sky swiftly faded, returning to its original state.
The sunset and afterglow once again erged from the edge of the sky, blending with the giant chanical illusion.
At this mont, as the blood-colored sky disappeared, the massive purple chanical illusion was also disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is..." The young secretary lowered his head, speaking with so confusion and trembling.
"An Angel," the middle-aged man lowered his gaze, "Another Angel."
"Could it be that Ains’ support has arrived?" At this mont, the young secretary suddenly beca excited.
"It’s not support from Ains," the middle-aged man said, shaking his head slightly, gazing at the sky now free of the illusion.
"Not support from Ains?" The young secretary was stunned, sowhat at a loss, "Then where else would an Angel help us?"
"Perhaps there is," the middle-aged man’s voice lowered.
He looked up again, gazing at the sunset filling the firmant.
In his eyes, he faintly saw the characters that had just appeared faintly in the massive chanical illusion.
’K.’
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Denno City - Outside the South Gate
Boom——
The sound of high walls collapsing echoed like rolling thunder from all directions.
Violent dust whipped up a sandstorm, enveloping everything around.
In the midst of this sandstorm, He Ao’s body staggered, falling forward.
The demon scimitar naturally flew out from behind him, landing in his hand, like a cane supporting his body, preventing him from falling.
As he supported his body, fine cracks spread from the depths of flesh and bones, covering his skin, his cheeks, and even each strand of hair.
At this mont, he seed like a delicate porcelain doll, covered in cracks, on the verge of shattering completely.
Just waiting for the body to completely fracture.
In stark contrast to the terrible state of his body, his aura and power had reached unprecedented heights.
Rich purple radiance flowed between the cracks of his body, as if on the verge of tearing apart this body completely, and gaining ’freedom’ in the next mont.
In this state, although due to physical limitations, He Ao could still only exert several tis the strength of a normal B-grade, he could already utilize a trace of ’designation’ from the gaps in his body.
He was able to ’frighten’ the Dark Lizard earlier precisely by relying on this trace of designation.
In fact, the sudden appearance of the Dark Lizard was beyond his expectations.
He had anticipated the possibility, but not that it would happen at this exact mont.
When facing the power of the Dark Lizard, he had made no preparations and knew nothing about it.
In fact, at the mont when the Dark Lizard took down those chas and City Defense Army soldiers, it could have instantly killed him with its power.
But at that mont, He Ao tried an ’adventurous’ approach.
He did not retreat or escape imdiately but released so of the Super mory power hidden in his body.
Based on the information he obtained from Vigina, the Dark Lizard was highly likely to have fought with a local suspected Angel-tier exotic beast in the wilderness around Twilight City.
It was unlikely to have won the fight, otherwise it wouldn’t have slunk back like this.
Given that, it was likely carrying so form of injury.
After returning to the Slorx Grand Canyon, it was sohow ’controlled’ by the Kewort Group.
To protect the stability and safety of the mining site, the Kewort Group probably wouldn’t let it have a chance to recuperate.
In other words, it was probably still carrying so kind of injury at this mont.
In such a situation, it might not be willing to engage in another ’encounter’ battle with a powerful Angel.
Based on this judgnt, He Ao tried to exhibit a certain amount of Angel’s power.
And upon detecting this trace of power, the Dark Lizard imdiately reacted.
The invisible giant hand ford by its power ’bypassed’ He Ao’s body, no longer harming him.
Since then, the Dark Lizard’s ’attacks’ on He Ao were rely indirect intimidation and so tentative area attacks, no longer specifically targeting him.
This also allowed He Ao to ascertain the Dark Lizard’s true condition.
So even later, regardless of the severity of his injuries, his expression didn’t change at all.
While enduring the Dark Lizard’s intimidation and attacks, as he demonstrated his own power, he also pushed his body to its limits through these attacks, further unleashing the power of his soul.
And at the mont the Dark Lizard appeared, He Ao brought his body to the brink of life and death, allowing himself to extract a wisp of designation from the gaps in his body.
However, even at this stage, he still lacked confidence.
With a direct assault, the Dark Lizard could shatter his body with re residual shockwaves.
He Ao had only one chance; if he couldn’t intimidate the Dark Lizard at the mont of its appearance, he would have no possibility of scaring it away.
Fortunately, the Dark Lizard didn’t dare to attack directly; instead, it employed another ’thod.’
By releasing intimidation, it stirred up ripples from the bottom layer of the world, instantly shattering the entire Jar City.
This operation was indeed powerful and could effectively display its strength.
Evidently, the Dark Lizard intended to rely on this move to intimidate He Ao, probing his depth.
However, this move happened to be right up He Ao’s alley.
By leveraging his connection with the Eye of Truth, He Ao could sowhat glimpse the deep ripples of the world in the dungeon world.
And with the aid of that wisp of Angel Designation, He Ao enhanced his conceptual ability, enabling him to disrupt the underlying layers of the world more effectively.
If it were a straightforward physical confrontation, He Ao wouldn’t last a second, but in the world’s underlying layers, he could barely use that wisp of Angel Designation to ’counter the maneuver.’
He Ao discovered a gap in the lines at the bottom layer of the world with Dark Lizard’s attack, using the subtle powers of Angel Designation and the Eye of Truth to amplify it, in a certain way disrupting the flow of power from Dark Lizard towards him and the inner city gate and high wall behind him.
That’s why he and the high wall behind him remained intact under this ’impact’.
But the force of Dark Lizard’s attack hasn’t completely dissipated.
So He Ao guided this force to spill into the skies, infusing a strand of the Angel-tier’s designation, briefly fabricating an ’illusion’ resembling his own Mythical Form.
This illusion is actually as fragile as paper and could be pierced just by Dark Lizard taking a serious look.
But after He Ao dismantled its tentative attack and displayed his ’Myth’ state, Dark Lizard seed to have determined that what stood before him was a strong angel and promptly fled without further attack.
Of course, in a certain sense, this ’judgnt’ wasn’t wrong.
Because even though the strand of Angel Designation He Ao exhibited was very thin, the inherent oppressive sensation of a powerful Higher Being remained.
"Cough—"
Feeling the tallic taste rising in his throat, He Ao bowed his head to gaze upon the dense cracks covering his body.
Strictly speaking, this is the first ti he’s suffered an ’injury’ of this magnitude.
The cracks covering his body not only span his surface skin but also delve into his flesh and even cover his marrow.
At this very mont, his bones are actually shattered into pieces.
The pain is so intense that he can no longer feel it.
He Ao doesn’t know what will happen once this body completely breaks apart, but he estimates he won’t survive.
At this mont, he is still alive only because the Extraordinary Power within his body is desperately struggling to hold together his flesh and bones, rely trying to maintain his Life.
However, this maintenance is already reaching its limit.
With difficulty, He Ao stretched out his hand, taking out a Secret Silver Test Tube filled with a clear blue liquid from his bosom and biting off the wooden stopper.
Dong—Dong—Dong—
And at that mont, slow footsteps echoed from the direction of the endless wilderness, deep within the spreading sandstorm.
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Denno City · Kewort Group Building
A man in a brown T-shirt, carrying a flying backpack, descended from the narrow elevator shaft and looked up.
His gaze pierced through the space in front of him, settling on the massive circular tal gate ahead.
Upon seeing the tal gate, so relief finally eased his previously grave expression.
He quickly took off the flying backpack, tossed it aside, and then walked to the tal gate.
Subsequently, he retrieved a slender chip card from his pocket and inserted it into a hidden gap beneath the tal gate.
Ka—
With a soft click, accompanied by the sound of lock tongues retracting, the massive tal gate trembled and revealed a gap.
The man took out the chip card, reached over to grasp the tal door handle, applying slight force, pulling the entire tal door open.
Various items densely arrayed on shelves ca into his field of view.
But his gaze did not stop at any of the shelves in any way, directly lifting his foot, stepping through the tal door, through the shelves.
Invisible scanning rays rapidly swept across his body but slightly trembled upon scanning the chip card in his hand, then the scanning ceased.
Soon, the man passed through the tal door, through closely arranged shelves, through this deep underground space, reaching the innermost part of the entire space.
Here, another door awaited him; he inserted the chip card again, opened the door, entering the second space.
This space is much smaller than the previous one, still lined with shelves, each hosting neatly arranged standard boxes.
The man still didn’t pause by the shelves; he swiftly traversed this space, reaching the third circular large door.
This door is smaller than the previous two, yet it appears more solid and heavy.
This ti, the man didn’t use the earlier chip card but took out a blackened slender chip strip stained with so blood, inserting it into the door.
Dee—
With a soft sound, the door slowly opened.
A room entirely different from before, paved with glass tiles, wide and bright, appeared in the man’s field of view.
And in this empty room, only a solitary platform stood in the room’s center,
with a peculiar ceramic pot painted in strange red and white hues standing on the platform.
Upon casting his gaze on the ceramic pot, an uncontrollable smile appeared on his lips.
He withdrew the chip from the door, stepped forward rapidly, crossing the room, reaching the ceramic pot.
He glanced at the sealed lid of the pot, reaching out to embrace it, then walked toward the left side of the space.
Here, soon, he found a slender opening on the left wall.
He again brought out the bloodstained slender chip card, inserting it into this slender opening.
Ka—
With a soft click, the seemingly integral glass wall split a door-shaped gap, as if a hidden door was about to open.
’Ergency Exit’ lit up in text on this door.
But just at the mont before the door was opening, it suddenly quivered, stopped.
Beep Beep Beep—
Next, harsh alarms echoed at the door.
The man stared blankly at all this, reached out to push the door, but it didn’t move an inch.
He tried to pull out the chip card, but it was stuck in the gap, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t free it; the entire chip card seed about to tear under his force.
He kicked the door a few tis, but it still did not move.
He paused for a mont, turned to look at the ceramic pot in his arms.
He promptly uncovered the pot lid, revealing the scene within the pot.
A half-rotting, suprely beautiful woman’s head was resting at the bottom of the pot, her eyes tightly shut, her skin deathly pale, lips red like fire, seeming to sleep peacefully.
But the top of this skull opened, the flesh akin to cultivated flower soil, where sothing once seed to have been nurtured.
And now, the thing once planted in this skull has disappeared without a trace.
The man clutched the pot tightly, gazed at the scene inside the pot, and under his gaze, the beautiful skull slightly opened its eyes, revealing blood-red pupils.
The pupils slightly rotated, raised their gaze, looking at the man outside the pot.
The man’s body stiffened, instinctively tossing the pot away.
Bam—
The entire pot smashed against the glass tile floor, breaking into pieces, the beautiful skull rolling out, gazing at the man, swiftly decaying into scattered ash under his trembling gaze.
On the glass-covered ground, only the broken ceramic pot fragnts remained, gently shaking.
The man watched blankly at all that had transpired, glanced down at his now empty hands.
Dong—Dong—Dong—
And at that mont, crisp footsteps echoed from beyond the opened tal gate.
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