When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 821

Chapter 821: Chapter 200: Reversal of Yin and Yang Chapter 821: Chapter 200: Reversal of Yin and Yang From the shattered shell of the Bear Celestial Marshal, an incomparably brilliant and magnificent Red seeped out.

It was like the beautiful, illusionary light seen when a kaleidoscope made of red crystals was aid at a light source.

The four-winged “Supre Heaven” dissolved entirely like ashes, yet its tattered humanoid silhouette was still visible—like a half-lted ice block or a sugar painting, looking as if it were fit to be forcefully crushed with a bite.

Standing before him, the Silver-Crowned Dragon slowly raised his Sword blade.

His solemn hands grasped the Holy Sword—heavily swinging it down!

Only the sound of shattering glass was heard, and that humanoid silhouette instantly fragnted, turning into a stream of crimson light flying towards the sky.

As the Lord of Scalefeather slightly lifted his right hand, a portion of the light gathered in his hand, forming a crimson crystal with at least twenty sharp angles.

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It quietly hovered in the Lord of Scalefeather’s hand, shining a red radiance in all directions.

Imdiately after, the Lord of Scalefeather lifted his left hand again.

A part of the brilliance between heaven and earth condensed, forming a dark red sphere in his left hand.

It lacked the luster of a gemstone but had intricate patterns inside.

It looked like a pill or a spherical piece of red sandalwood.

“So,” the Lord of Scalefeathers spoke, “although we had no prior agreent… if neither of you objects, I shall take his Celestial Marshal Shard.

I plan to start the Warrior Profession and need it.

“He still retains so essence of Supre Heaven within him…

Do you want it, Crown Lord?”

I want it, I want it, I want it…

Aiwass murmured in his mind.

…Of course, he was just mumbling casually.

After all, he truly didn’t need this thing… Not to say, Aiwass didn’t even know what it was used for.

“No need.”

The Silver-Crowned Dragon, embodied as the Silver Armored Knight, shook his head, his expression indifferent: “Having the opportunity to completely defeat the Supre Heaven is already a gain for .”

“—Don’t look at .”

The Hourglass, standing with his hands tucked in his sleeves, appeared indifferent, the yellow-robed old man showing no intention to stretch out his hand: “I’m only here to settle karmic debts.

I won’t ask for anything, nor will I take anything.”

The three Pillar Gods fell into a brief mont of silence, none laying claim to the sphere.

Suddenly Aiwass’s eyes lit up—could it be…

The Hourglass standing opposite Aiwass was the first to notice his gaze.

The yellow-robed old man warned: “There’s no gift without a cost.

Think well about the consequences, calculate the future.”

“That’s not sothing you can digest.”

The Lord of Scalefeather slightly lowered his head, half comforting, half explaining: “The essence of a Pillar God, used to deepen the understanding of the Source River… Only a Celestial Marshal could possibly digest it properly; otherwise, it will only beco a foundation for the resurrection of Supre Heaven.

Just like that young bear of old.”

But this faceless man in a black suit pondered for a mont, then laughed heartily: “Haha, how should I put it…

From a fair perspective, this indeed owes a lot to Aiwass.

It was because he ventured to participate in this plan that we each achieved our objectives—you ended an unfinished war, you settled past consequences, and I got the ‘Warrior’ mark.

“Both morally and logically, I think we should also give Aiwass a share.

I intend to offer him a red envelope… what about you?”

—Boss, my great boss!

So generous!

Aiwass was deeply moved.

Truly the God of Light Speed Paynt…

Not only was he giving Aiwass a share of the benefits, but he was even rallying other partners to help Aiwass get so red envelopes.

Choosing to side with you first was definitely not wrong!

Although Aiwass truly risked his life and took risks during this Promotion Ceremony, it wasn’t strictly as dangerous as the Lord of Scalefeather had suggested—after all, if it weren’t for this ceremony, Aiwass would have died if Bear Celestial Marshal had found him outside.

As for whether Sky Rakshasa could protect him… Aiwass always had his doubts.

But having the Silver-Crowned Dragon watching in the ceremony at least ant he wasn’t that easily killed…

“What are you thinking?

You don’t think it’s safe here, do you?”

The Lord of Scalefeather appeared to read Aiwass’s thoughts and suddenly scoffed: “If it weren’t for their involvent, you would have died long ago; if I hadn’t paused the ti during the ceremony, you would have been crushed to death.

Strictly speaking, in this ceremony, you already died at least four tis… You don’t think that provoking the Supre Heaven cos without a price, do you?”

“And moreover, if this weren’t a Promotion Ceremony, I could freely choose where the ‘narrative lens’ focused… you would have been crushed by now, beyond all hope of rescue.”

Aiwass suddenly understood.

So that’s how it was…

At that ti, it wasn’t an illusion—when the Supre Heaven delivered divine punishnt, the Balance Barrier had indeed suddenly recovered.

It was precisely an intervention from the Hourglass.

Back then, the Supre Heaven confidently shattered the barrier and then launched an attack—he had developed such a habit because it used to pose no issue.

The premature repair of the barrier was what was abnormal.

Even though the barrier had filtered it once, that lightning strike was still beyond what Aiwass could withstand.

It was only by the Lord of Scalefeather, who had transford into a Dragon under the guise of “Arthur,” blocking the attack, that Aiwass’s soul was prevented from being utterly obliterated by the divine power of the Supre Heaven.

anwhile, in the Material Realm…

at that ti, that finger had indeed already fallen from the temporary world of the Promotion Ceremony.

It was then that the Lord of Scalefeather cleverly used overlapping attacks to cut a “split-screen,” pulling the story to “the future,” and left the final outco of Helquinn unntioned.

…It’s likely that Helquinn was completely crushed back then.

After all, in the past, there was no “Arthur” to block that attack for him.

“But you’re right…”

The Silver-Crowned Dragon nodded, “From a perspective of fairness, he indeed deserves so reward.”

As he spoke, he suddenly looked towards Aiwass, “I must say, you have a good fiancée.”

…Huh?

Aiwass paused for a mont.

The Silver-Crowned Dragon seriously explained, “I didn’t co here because I had an earlier cooperation with the Lord of Scalefeather.

It was rely because Isabel sent out a prayer to .”

“…What?”

“That girl prayed to .

She wanted to protect you, just as I would protect Avalon.

“As the Monarch of Avalon, she requested this of …

thus, I ca to check on you.”

The Silver-Crowned Dragon glanced at the Lord of Scalefeather, “It’s a good thing I did co, otherwise I would have missed this opportunity forever—you plan to hunt Ursa Major, and you didn’t even call .”

If the one who ultimately killed the Bear Celestial Marshal wasn’t the Silver-Crowned Dragon, the experience from the “Source River of Violence” would have been lost in the void.

If so, the Silver-Crowned Dragon would likely never be complete.

“Ahh, because I already anticipated that you would co,” the Lord of Scalefeather said cheerfully, “I don’t want to provoke the Crown Lord…

I’m very timid.”

“You Prophets really do go to unnecessary lengths.

What if your prophecy turned out wrong?”

The Silver-Crowned Dragon slightly frowned, “Next ti, just call directly.

I will co if I can, no need for special manipulations.

“…Also, I still want to thank you.

I will rember this favor completely.”

“Let’s do this, everyone,” suddenly, the Hourglass spoke jovially: “As the saying goes, ‘to each his own needs’…

If you trust enough, let act as the middleman.

Shall we make a deal?”

…It might have been an illusion, but Aiwass felt that the tone of the Hourglass had suddenly softened, his attitude becoming more cordial, and his language clearer and closer to everyday terms.

However, neither the Lord of Scalefeather nor the Silver-Crowned Dragon showed any particular reaction to this.

—No, it wasn’t an illusion.

Aiwass quickly noticed an almost imperceptible detail—the Hourglass’s sleeves were turned upside down.

Previously, although the Hourglass had also kept his hands in his sleeves, his left hand was above and his right below; the height of his arms made this clear.

Now, the Hourglass had switched to having his right hand above and his left hand below…

The old man’s tone had clearly softened.

If previously he was a reticent, concise, and solitary old man, giving off a stern deanor; now he appeared kind and benevolent.

If before, the Hourglass was a “scholar.”

—Then at this mont, the Hourglass was a “rchant.”