Chapter 747
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Chapter 747: Our Name Is…
Cao Yuan’s gaze swept over the four oracle envoys before him, their faces ashen like earth, and calmly placed his palm on the hilt of his straight sword.
With a firm grip, the straight sword was drawn!
Clang—!
As the sword was unsheathed, an endless black malevolent aura ignited in Cao Yuan’s eyes, enveloping his entire body in an instant. The residual malevolent energy transformed into a slowly burning, pulsating black royal robe, draped behind him.
Fierce, brutal, yet overwhelmingly imposing.
In the rain,
He held the sword in his right hand, clad in the malevolent royal robe, his eyes crimson like blood!
A cold smile curled at the corners of his mouth, resembling a restrained sneer, but this so-called restraint did not bring comfort; instead, it was even more chilling!
The moment the others sensed this aura, everyone on the silver flying disc felt a shiver in their hearts.
The four oracle envoys were reminded of the nightmare from two years ago when the demonized Cao Yuan had pressed them to the ground. Although the current aura of Cao Yuan was much weaker than it had been then, the psychological shadow remained.
Lin Qiye and the others trembled because they realized…
The aura emanating from Cao Yuan was of “Infinite” level.
He had actually reached “Infinite”?
Among the crowd, only An Qingyu was not surprised by this.
He gazed at the malevolent energy soaring into the sky, watching Cao Yuan approach calmly with his sword, adjusting his glasses.
Two years ago, Cao Yuan had been shattered by divine punishment; it should have been the “Black King” within him that helped him reconstruct his body and resurrect him. His internal realm’s bottleneck must have been shattered as well. During the two years that followed, he had been corroded by the Bone Corrosion Lock, and the clash of malevolent energy and the Bone Corrosion Lock’s power over two years was also a form of cultivation for him.
Given the hardships and trials Cao Yuan had endured, it was only natural for him to enter the “Infinite” realm.
The dense rain poured down on the frenzied Cao Yuan, and before it could touch his body, it was directly vaporized by the malevolent flames. His crimson eyes shifted from the four oracle envoys to Lin Qiye.
He slowly opened his mouth, his expression eerily terrifying, and rasped:
“Team Nightfall’s Cao Yuan… requests to return to the team.”
Lin Qiye was taken aback.
He hadn’t expected that even in a frenzied state, Cao Yuan could still speak. It seemed that during this time, his control over the forbidden ruins within him had reached a new level.
Just as he was about to respond, a familiar voice suddenly echoed from afar.
“Such an exciting scene, how could it be without me?”
Hearing this voice, Lin Qiye’s pupils constricted.
He turned his head sharply, a glimmer of joy appearing in his eyes!
This voice… he has awakened?!
A massive black-and-white Taiji diagram burst forth from the void, and a slightly plump figure flickered to the center of the Taiji, hands clasped behind his back. Beneath the silly smiling Zhu Bajie mask, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but rise.
He extended his hand and casually pointed downward.
“All weapons disarm.”
Swish swish swish swish—!!
Below the “Pure Land,” within a five-kilometer radius of Tokyo, all weapons soared into the sky!
The firearms stored in the Tokyo police station, the weapons hidden by the Hanchuan and Kazematsuri families, and the artillery from abandoned military bases… knives, swords, guns, gunpowder, cannons!
Thousands upon thousands, like a dense black wave, rolled up from the neon-lit city into the sky, rushing toward the center of the massive Taiji diagram suspended in the air!
At the same time, Lin Qiye’s pocket trembled, and the “Free Space” flew out.
One by one, shimmering forbidden items poured out from the “Free Space,” swirling around the slightly plump figure like ribbons, dazzling and mesmerizing!
That figure stood with hands behind his back, stepping on the Taiji diagram, surrounded by a sky full of forbidden items.
Under the night sky behind him, countless guns floated, aimed at the four oracle envoys, all loaded, the synchronized sound rumbling like thunder in the night sky.
He smiled and spoke:
“Team Nightfall’s Bai Li Pangpang, requests to return to the team!”
Bai Li Pangpang… also at the “Infinite” level!
Beside him, a figure draped in a flowing cloud haori appeared.
It was a man wearing a white fox mask, with white and black rings on his right middle and ring fingers.
Beneath the mask, he glanced at Lin Qiye with a complex expression, and after a moment of silence, he bitterly smiled:
“Team Nightfall’s Shen Qingzhu… requests to return to the team.”
Nearby,
The four oracle envoys looked at the suddenly increased number of figures around them, falling into confusion.
How…
Did it suddenly become seven people?
Lin Qiye’s gaze swept over Cao Yuan, Bai Li Pangpang, and Shen Qingzhu, and beneath the Sun Wukong mask, his eyes shone brighter than ever!
He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something,
But in the end, all his words condensed into a simple four-character phrase.
“Welcome… back to the team!!”
The pitch-black night shrouded the sky, and just below the mark etched in the clouds, seven figures who had been apart for years reunited once more.
They were here because of this night.
They were here because they… were the “Nightfall.”
When the night descended, no matter where they were in the world, they would ultimately arrive beneath this night, standing beside each other.
Just as they had sworn years ago in the mist.
“As long as I am beneath this night,
Those I cherish shall be safe;
Those I oppose shall be annihilated;
I want our fate to be in our hands, I want us to sweep through everything…”
Seven figures, seven masks,
Silently standing under the night sky, amidst the rain, among all beings.
They looked at each other, smiles appearing at the corners of their mouths simultaneously.
“You all…” The black-robed disaster looked around at the seven people, confusion evident in his eyes, “Who are you? Where do you come from? How did you appear?!”
Lin Qiye’s gaze fell on the disaster.
Beneath the mask, his smile gradually faded.
He slowly stepped forward, his eyes coldly fixed on the disaster, speaking each word deliberately:
“We are the Fifth Special Team of the Great Xia Night Watchers, we are the Blasphemers, we are the Heretics,
Our name is…
“Nightfall.”
He grasped the “Black Rope” and “Duo E” sword hilt at his waist, drawing both simultaneously!
Two beams of light, one black and one purple, shot out, piercing into the “Pure Land” below!
The torrential rain poured down.
In the dense rain, Lin Qiye held both swords, his eyes burning like a golden furnace.
He spoke softly:
“Today,
The Great Xia “Nightfall” team,
Declares war on the “Pure Land” divine authority!”
Crack—!!
The moment the “Duo E” sword touched the surface of the silver flying disc, a flash of purple light flickered, followed by a series of grotesque cracks appearing on the surface of the “Pure Land.” Under the surge of disaster power, the entire “Pure Land” trembled violently!
