Chapter 223 : Chapter 223
Chapter 223. Senior Brother, This Is Bad! Master Was Taken Away by a Foreign God
Outside the border.
“Vice Cult Leader, divine fluctuations have been sensed from the direction of Huaxia’s Divine Ruins. The great Hypnos has descended.”
In the boundless desert, a follower dressed in church robes knelt on one knee before Luca, the Vice Cult Leader of the God-Revival Church.
The latter nodded in satisfaction, excitement flashing in his eyes.
“Very good. The great Hypnos will surely turn all of Huaxia’s east into a living hell.”
“When that time comes, the Power of Faith belonging to Huaxia’s gods will be greatly reduced. When the era of Ragnarok begins, Huaxia will be completely destroyed. Hehehe…”
Luca raised both hands and silently recited a prayer, as if he were requesting something, but the smile at the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed no matter what.
“Vice Cult Leader, are you not worried that Huaxia’s gods will appear and deal with the great Hypnos? If that happens, our plan will fail.”
The follower’s sudden cold water made Luca’s expression stiffen. He slowly lowered his raised hands.
“Do you think I need you to tell me that? Do you think I could not have thought of it?”
The follower’s heart jolted, and he lowered his head even further.
Luca looked at him speechlessly and said, “In the Oracle given by the Cult Leader, there was never any plan to let Hypnos leave Huaxia alive.”
“Using one god to exchange for the lives of all mortals in Huaxia’s east and reduce Huaxia’s faith by nearly one-fifth— the death of the great Hypnos is more than worth it!”
“Moreover, we can conveniently eliminate the Child of Fate from the Oracle, the one who will affect Ragnarok. It is simply a guaranteed profitable deal.”
A sinister look appeared on Luca’s face.
No matter how powerful you are, Child of Fate, you are ultimately only a mortal. Before a god, you are like an ant.
The follower hurriedly praised him. “The Vice Cult Leader is truly brilliant.”
Luca looked pleasantly toward the direction of the ruins, as if he could already see the future in which Huaxia was destroyed.
At the same time, the battle along the border was also raging fiercely.
“The fact that you have lasted this long in my hands is already enough to prove your strength. But before the power of a god, you are still not qualified!”
Marco, the Divine Contract Holder of Poseidon, God of the Sea, once again raised the Sea God’s Trident high. Hundreds of water dragons coiled around the trident, blotting out the sky.
“It is over, foolish Huaxia human!”
Marco swung down the Sea God’s Trident, and the water dragons came rushing over like rain filling the sky.
Seeing this, Chu Ningfeng, who was panting heavily, turned grave.
They had fought for so long. At first, they had been evenly matched, but later, as his condition declined, he had fallen into a disadvantage.
He was already nearly at his limit, yet relying on the Sea God’s Trident, Marco seemed to possess endless strength. Chu Ningfeng simply could not outlast him.
If the fight continued, defeat was already inevitable.
Chu Ningfeng drew upon the last trace of strength in his body. His steps turned ghostly as he dodged the water dragons’ attacks.
Unfortunately, the water dragons were too densely packed, and he was already physically exhausted.
One water dragon coiled its body around him and sent him flying. He crashed heavily into the sand.
Cough, cough!
Chu Ningfeng coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. The instant he raised his eyes, dozens of water dragons in the sky attacked once more.
A trace of despair appeared in his eyes. Still, to die in battle for Huaxia could also be considered an honor.
“Hey! You puny foreigner, how dare you show off your meager tricks before an expert? Take a strike from this Old Sun’s staff!”
But at that moment, a loud voice came from behind him.
A golden staff that towered into the clouds swung down, raising yellow sand that filled the sky. The water dragons Marco had released instantly turned into vapor and dissipated.
Chu Ningfeng was stunned. He stared into the yellow sand, where a blurry figure stood with a staff resting across his shoulder.
Marco also frowned slightly, staring at the figure that was becoming increasingly clear within the yellow sand.
As the figure walked closer, a high school student slowly appeared. He wore a golden headband, carried a dark-gold staff across his shoulders with both hands, and was dressed in a high school uniform.
“Divine Contract Holder, whose Divine Contract Holder are you?” Marco sensed the fluctuations of Divine Power around him and asked with a frown.
The high school student twisted his neck. The dark-gold staff spun twice around his wrist before smashing heavily into the sand.
“I do not change my name when I walk, nor do I change my surname when I sit. I am Sun Potian.”
Sun Potian raised his head. “If you do not even know this Old Sun, then you must compensate me.”
???
Marco was bewildered by this bizarre statement. Was he supposed to know him?
Only Chu Ningfeng revealed a smile. This Sun Potian before him should be a Divine Contract Holder of the Divine Battle Division, the Divine Contract Holder of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, who held a vivid and important place in Huaxia Mythology.
“I think that fish spear in your hand is rather nice. Hand it over. Consider it compensation for not recognizing me.”
Sun Potian pointed at the Sea God’s Trident in Marco’s hand.
fish spear!?
When Marco heard this, his gaze turned cold. “To call the divine artifact of the Sea God a fish spear—such blasphemy against a god deserves death!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to lift the trident again.
“If you will not accept courtesy, then you can take punishment instead, then take another strike from this Old Sun’s staff!”
But behind Marco, a voice suddenly rang out. Just as he was about to turn around, the dark-gold staff struck him heavily from the front.
It sent Marco flying straight out, and the Sea God’s Trident in his hand also slipped free and fell onto the sand.
Meanwhile, the Sun Potian standing in front of Chu Ningfeng turned into a strand of hair that drifted to the ground.
“You cannot even tell a clone apart, yet you think you are worthy of fighting this Old Sun?”
Sun Potian picked up the Sea God’s Trident from the ground, toyed with it for a moment, and raised his brows slightly.
“Good stuff. If I tell Master about this, he will definitely praise me.” He smiled as he spoke.
“Bastard! Return the Sea God’s divine artifact…”
Thwack!
Marco had just stood up again and had not even finished speaking when Sun Potian’s dark-gold staff extended and struck him directly on the head.
A sound like a wooden fish being struck rang out. Marco collapsed in response and fainted.
Chu Ningfeng’s eyes were filled with surprise. The powerful enemy he could not defeat had not even lasted two moves in the hands of this Sun Potian, who was dressed in a high school uniform.
This was simply too absurd.
He sighed.
“Senior Brother, this is bad! Master was taken away by a Foreign God.”
At that moment, a fat man holding a nine-toothed rake ran over in a flustered panic.
Sun Potian and Chu Ningfeng were both stunned.
“What happened?” Sun Potian asked.
Zhu Xiaoming, the Divine Contract Holder of Marshal Tianpeng, said anxiously, “Senior Brother, divine power fluctuations appeared at the ruins just now. I’m afraid a Foreign God has revived. I cannot contact Master, so I fear he may have encountered danger.”
At first, Sun Potian did not believe that Master could have been taken away. After all, whenever this Master fought, he always charged at the very front. He even liked to draw a circle and make his three disciples watch him fight.
But when he heard that a Foreign God had revived, his expression instantly turned grave.
Gods bestowed Laws upon humans, and thus they became Divine Contract Holders. However, such Laws were not complete. They were only a portion of a god’s power.
If a true god had really appeared, none of them Divine Contract Holders could handle it!
“Let’s go! We are going to save Master!”
After thinking for a moment, Sun Potian shouldered his dark-gold staff, picked up Zhu Xiaoming, who weighed roughly one hundred kilograms, and a cloud appeared beneath his feet. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from Chu Ningfeng’s sight.
“A Foreign God has revived!”
Chu Ningfeng looked toward the Guankou Divine Ruins, his expression becoming incomparably grave.
Elsewhere, along the rocky wasteland border, the gray-haired Zhou Qingcang was also looking toward the Guankou Divine Ruins, a smug smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“Hong Wu, just watch properly as the entire eastern border turns into a living hell. This is my revenge against you.”
He smiled, and he smiled very happily.
He knew that Hong Wu cared about Huaxia immensely, to the point that he could even die for Huaxia.
Crushing what another person cherished most should be very painful, should it not?
Zhou Qingcang slowly rose to his feet. Thinking of how this effortless matter would kill two birds with one stone, he felt delighted.
Not only would he take revenge on Hong Wu, but he would also eliminate the chief culprit behind Xiao Yu’s death sentence, Jiang Yichen, whom the contract required him to kill. It was simply perfect.
He did not believe Jiang Yichen could still rely on external objects to oppose a god, the way he had during the Great Rift Valley Beast Tide.
As someone who had lived through the Great Cataclysm all the way until now, he understood the power of gods better than anyone. It was far beyond what mortals could reach.
Zhou Qingcang said coldly, “Jiang Yichen, rest in peace. I will use your death to comfort Xiao Yu’s spirit.”