408: Chapter 89: Display of Divine Skills_2 408: Chapter 89: Display of Divine Skills_2 The people of Weiyuan City began to pray.
Sincerely, or out of sheer luck, harboring a “let’s just try” ntality.
A wife who had lost a husband, a child who had lost a mother, a father who had lost a daughter, at that mont they all clasped their hands together…
Praying for a miracle to occur.
Praying that this rciless world could grant them salvation once.
This sentint, this emotion, guided by the invisible threads of cause and effect, was concentrated in the hands of the blond knight.
“Resisting the pain, unwilling separate.
Hoping the lost can return, praying for the dead’s resurrection.
Even if it’s as unrealistic as a child’s dream, still longing to revert the world to its beautiful past.”
“I understand this pain, I refuse this sadness.
Therefore, I pray wholeheartedly, towards the goodwill in people’s hearts…”
The Seventh Knight drew his great sword and plunged it into the soil of Weiyuan City.
As if to compensate for the sorrow of three years ago, the knight summoned all the power of his spirit.
“With the power of the spirit, transcending ti, to realize the miracle that redems everything.”
Orianna held her sword with both hands, standing amid the ruins.
“Calamity Phase·Creation Realm.
Celestial Cycle Retrace·Falling Arc Light.”
Warm golden light burst from her sword, spreading in an instant across the entire Weiyuan City.
The light reached every cold corpse, every suffering soul, causing golden rain to fall among the ruins.
An inconceivable power twisted causality, healed the once dead, allowing their injuries to heal, to breathe anew, and to look upon the world once more.
They welcod their relatives and friends with tears of joy and cheers.
The world is always cruel, encounters an partings, and death is a certainty from birth.
Yet, in the heartless hands of fate, there are also unpredictable miracles…
precisely because everything is not fixed, anything is possible, the miracle could occur.
The miracle of Calamity Phase.
Yamaoka watched the revived citizens, saw the confused companions touching their bodies, saw the reality unfolding before him, tears of joy welling in his eyes.
He reminisced about the conversation between the old Ninja and the knight a few minutes ago.
“Miss Orianna, how could this be possible?!”
Faced with Zuiyan’s skepticism, the knight answered resolutely.
“It is possible!
Because you protected the citizens, hope could reside in their hearts.
Because you saved so many, those who passed had a chance to return!”
If they hadn’t persisted until now, everyone would have died.
If they hadn’t risked their lives to protect the citizens, their city would have truly perished.
Miracles require the power of the strong, but even more so, they need the prayers of many.
Yamaoka removed his face armor, crying uncontrollably.
He noticed the old Ninja approaching.
“Zuiyan-san.” Yamaoka wept with a smile.
“Everyone is back!
Our efforts, our…
fight wasn’t in vain!”
Zuiyan patted his disciple’s shoulder.
“Ahh, never in vain.”
He saw the silvery light descending from the mountaintop, the quaking Weiyuan City suddenly halted, as stable as if fixed to the ground, like it was secured.
It seed, the descent of Weiyuan City was no longer a concern.
In the end, they had still relied on the power from beyond Zero Island.
But did that matter?
Everyone had returned, the city was protected… the old Ninja recalled his disciple’s words and laughed heartily.
That was enough.
·
In the environnt like the epicenter of an earthquake, Will surveyed the devastated battlefield.
The Artificial Machine God Liu Yan was completely disassembled, luckily the pilots were still alive.
Shiyu Zhongyi lay unconscious nearby, swaddled in bundles of flowers.
Gongsun Ce was unconscious on the ground, the Final Sword beside him, emitting a disturbing resonance at the blade.
This power should have erupted and destroyed the town already…
fortunately, a Creator Realm Expert was controlling it by its side.
“Nice to et you, mister from the United States.” Shiyu Ling raised an eyebrow, “I guess you’re an agent from the Mithril Pillar?”
“Unbeknownst agent, you can call Will.” Will, holding his Heart Phase Weapon turned briefcase, stepped forward to shake hands with Shiyu Ling, “Congratulations on your breakthrough, I will handle this commissioner’s issue.”
“You don’t say, the Gun of Punishnt?!” Shiyu Ling gasped in surprise, “Soone like you is actually…”
She recalled that she herself was now “soone significant,” and hastily stepped aside, clearing her throat.
“Cough, cough, I’ve slowed down ti by a hundredfold, if you need to make minor adjustnts, I can.”
“Thank you.
With your power, reinforcing the Sealing will be much easier.” Will took out a sheet of rice paper from the briefcase; it had a pentagram painted on it with a brush.
“Please adjust the flow of ti to one-tenth.”
Shiyu Ling snapped her fingers, and ti, which had been at a standstill, began to move.ửa Will, even in the slowly moving ti, appeared quick as lightning; he picked up the Final Sword and plunged it into the young man’s chest.
Gongsun Ce’s blood seeped up the blade into the cloth, and Will slapped the rice paper, solemnly intoning in Imperial Language: “Seal!”
The black pentagram floated off the paper, pushing the Final Sword back into the Superpower User’s heart.
Shiyu Ling guessed that must have hurt— the unconscious youth with gray hair muttered in pain—but in the end, the sword was safely sealed back.
“Sky Extre’s Sealing Formation?”
“Yes, a one-ti Heart Phase Weapon.”
Will gently patted, and Gongsun Ce’s wound healed as before.
“Next, Weiyuan City.”
Shiyu Ling looked at this world-renowned veteran Creator, very curious about what asures he would take to deal with Weiyuan City flying high in the sky.
She saw Will flex his wrist, pressing his hand to the ground.
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