Chapter 138
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Chapter 138: The Conflagration That Incinerates All
Bai Yan’s finger lightly tapped.
Soon, the black mist in the “Destiny” pool began to swirl.
From the swirling mist, ten glittering cards gradually emerged.
The first one!
“Operator Fragment · Moon Witch!”
The second one!
“Operator Fragment · Moon Witch!”
Two Moon Witch fragments appeared in quick succession, causing Bai Yan to blink.
If only he could summon them directly… that would be far better.
But it seemed that wasn’t possible yet. His luck simply wasn’t enough.
“Let her wander around a little more.”
Third summon!
“Operator Fragment · Fusion Slime.”
Fourth summon!
“Operator Fragment · Fist of Duel.”
Fifth summon!
“Relic Fragment · Wishing Lamp.”
Sixth summon!
“Mystical Power · The Fire that Burns Everything!”
The Fire that Burns Everything?
Bai Yan hesitated for a moment, then remembered what this was.
It was one of the powers of the Outer Gods, along with “Deep Blue World” and “Deep Red – Divine Punishment.”
However, this power did not come from the “King of Deep Blue” but rather another great Outer God—The Lord of Ashes.
The source of infinite catastrophes and calamity.
The world where the Lord of Ashes resided was consumed by black flames that burned everything. These flames ignited at the end of all things, having already devoured twenty entire worlds. They would continue to burn until the very end of everything.
Seventh summon!
“Operator Fragment · Ninetales Aision.”
This fox was in Heart City. By now, she should have just encountered the sinner, “Dead Insane Warrior Red Moon,” who had snuck in from outside.
“She should be horrified by that guy’s ugliness, then despise him intensely.”
“To be honest, his impression of Red Moon is deeper, not just because of her sharp personality… but because she never compromises and never flees.”
“More than that, she is the only core gameplay character with a pure ‘back against the wall’ strategy.”
Bai Yan thought for a moment, realizing this was the second fragment he had drawn from her.
Eighth summon!
“Sacred Rune · Saul!”
Thor’s Sacred Rune had emerged?
Bai Yan blinked. “Thor” was undoubtedly a powerful Sacred Rune, one that could control lightning. This power was not something to be underestimated.
While the initial power of Sacred Runes was not as potent as the authority of the Outer Gods, they had immense growth potential and could be equipped by different core operators.
Ninth summon!
“Fragment of the Sacred Rune: Yggdrasil.”
Tenth summon!
“Operator Fragment · Queen of the Scarlet Moon.”
Another one! Bai Yan squinted.
The seventh fragment of the Queen of the Scarlet Moon had already been obtained. Only four limbs were missing now to complete her.
He clicked on the newly drawn Sacred Rune, and the relevant description appeared.
Sacred Rune · Thor: The powerful force of the legendary ancient god Thor, with the terrifying power to control divine thunder, capable of destroying gods, demons, and kingdoms.
Bai Yan thought for a moment and assigned it to “Cybertyrant.” It was clear that manipulating electricity in the cyber nation had immense applications.
The “Sacred Rune · Frigga” originally assigned to her could be kept for later, for when a Core Operator needed it.
Then, there was “The Fire that Burns Everything.”
Bai Yan assigned it to the one who lacked only output—Alan.
With this last missing piece filled, Alan could now unleash tremendous power.
“Congratulations, with this, the Queen of the Scarlet Moon will soon be within reach. It’s a pity though, Miss Witch is still a bit behind.”
Just a little more. Bai Yan hoped that one day, the soul-bound could be completed in one go, summoning her directly.
However, it was important to first focus on some infrastructure. It felt backward to keep summoning without quickly opening important things.
In the Alleyway
Alan paused, his hand brushing over the bloodstains on the ground.
“It seems like it’s here. Hmm, I should call Bai Yan to come along.”
He was investigating traces related to the “Church of Balance,” and specifically the so-called “Church of Ruins.”
The Church of Ruins worshipped The Lord of Balance.
The Lord of Balance, the Ruins, the Stone of Balance, and the Unwavering—all were connected to another great Outer God. When this entity descended, it would balance the entire world between two extremes.
No mortal knew exactly what that state was, but a sane person would never wish to try.
The slogan and doctrine of the Church of Ruins was “all things return to balance.” Aside from the Black Star Faction, the most active sect in Tatsumi City was them and the Dark Light Church of Pastor.
But the Dark Light Church was essentially a temporary legal foreign force, while the Night Watchers mainly targeted the Church of Ruins and the Black Star Faction.
Alan learned that the Church of Ruins had still been operating in secret, but their traces were obscured by the ongoing commotion of the Black Star Faction.
It was only yesterday that someone had revealed their true nature.
“Passers-by witnessed them trading with a foreign sinner in the alleyway, and a violent conflict ensued.”
“There are indeed bloodstains. Why did they fight during the transaction? Was it a money issue?”
Alan paused, lost in thought.
Suddenly, he felt a chilling sensation, the coldness penetrating his bones.
Black humanoid figures began to crawl from the ground, moving like snakes.
“There are actually Shadow Fiends here?”
A magical trap had been triggered by the pool of blood!
Alan steadied himself. Realizing he lacked a precise method of dealing with the Shadow Fiends, he decided to leave the alley and plan his next move.
But then, he discovered the black mist engulfing him.
“Why now?”
The mist thickened, surrounding him entirely. Shadow Fiends howled, charging toward him with deadly intent!
Alan felt excruciating pain, unable to control his body.
He gazed helplessly at the advancing Shadow Fiends, each cell in his body wracked with intense agony. Despair consumed him—was he going to die?
At that moment, a surge of black flames erupted from his hand.
The flames were darker than the darkness itself.
Those monsters, who ignored physical attacks and existed in the crevices of shadows, were instantly incinerated by the black flames—flames that didn’t even exist in reality.
Their agonized wails were futile.
This was a flame that would never be extinguished!
Alan’s sweat evaporated instantly, and in no time, the Shadow Fiends were gone, reduced to nothingness.
The black flames still burned on the ground. If left unchecked, they would one day burn everything in the world!
Alan stared blankly at the terrifying black flames, his thoughts stirred. But they vanished in an instant.
Of course, the flames didn’t extinguish; they simply retreated.
“This is the power of the Outer God—the power of the Lord of Ashes. There’s no mistaking it. I’ve read about it before…”
He swallowed hard, recalling the ancient godly power contained in The Sun Anthem.
Babel Tower, the Savior… Ancient Gods, Outer Gods…
These words were enough to shock him every time, even though he thought he couldn’t be shocked anymore!
Alan took a deep breath.
Night Union
The Ring City
Seventy-ninth Floor
Alone in her small apartment on New Street, Amy sat silently in her chair, surfing the internet.
“The orcs’ art style is so crude…”
During this time, she had done a lot of things. No longer limiting the use of her abilities, she had established a top hacker group called “Paradox” under the alias Mr. X.
Moreover, she had upgraded to a new high-end simulated body with enchantments of sorcery.
Though she still lived a limbless life, she could instantly access combat power whenever she wanted.
The new body, neatly placed on the sofa, was nearly indistinguishable from a normal person’s body.
With the new body, on the outside, she looked like an ordinary cute girl. The only difference was the silver halo at her joints—something Amy personally thought looked pretty nice.
Amy had made a decision: soon, she would move away with her brother. Staying on New Street was dangerous.
The company’s hunting dogs could come knocking at any time.
Suddenly, she sensed something wasn’t right.
The black mist, which she had seen before, surged up again, quickly enveloping her frail body.
“Savior?”
Amy took a deep breath and, without much surprise, gritted her teeth, enduring the pain.
The sharp agony from deep within her soul came as expected. There was no resistance.
She bit her teeth and endured as sweat poured out in waves.
A dehydration alarm sounded in Amy’s mind, and the prosthetic limbs resting on the sofa automatically flew up to assemble on her. They rattled as they moved, activating alert mode.
At this moment, anyone with hostile intent who dared approach would be immediately shot by the safety device inside the prosthetics. Furthermore, with her VIP privilege activated, she was fully legally empowered to fight back.
Small suction pipes extended from the prosthetics, replenishing water for her without any extra effort.
Though the cost of this set was high, its significance was clear.
After some time, Amy finally recovered.
She soon noticed the patterns on her abdomen had completely changed.
They were still beautiful, resembling artwork against her fair skin. But this time, they weren’t white. Instead, they were a purplish-blue, symbolizing a kind of ferocity.
“Changed?”
Amy hesitated, not expecting it to still change. Had the Savior thought she didn’t like the previous Sacred Rune?
Well, to be honest, she didn’t really like it.
The new power seemed more fitting.
She slowly extended her palm, and the purplish-blue patterns began to glow, arcs of electricity dancing in her hand.
It existed completely outside the laws of physics, as if a docile sheep obeying its master’s command.
“It’s truly amazing!”
Amy played excitedly, watching as the current moved around the room without damaging any electronics.
The control was perfect.
After a long time, she stopped with a smile.
Babel Tower and the Savior were too overwhelming. Amy took a deep breath.
She lowered her head in thought.
“With this, the first target of ‘Paradox’ needs to be changed.”
An introduction to a museum exhibit appeared on her screen.
It was the prototype of the “Liquidator,” a retired military mecha with a double energy system. It was to be displayed at the Ring City’s electronic museum on the 115th floor.
Unlike the usual mechas in Night Union, this “Liquidator” could be powered entirely by electric energy, though it had an emergency backup energy system.
Amy raised her hand, electricity flashing. She felt no mental exhaustion.
Compared to the destructive power of her abilities, this almost infinite energy seemed even more valuable.
She called her brother, pretending to have an unsteady voice.
“Brother, you may not believe it, but it seems like our family has won the big prize!”
“Hmm? Yes! We can finally move out!”
“I want to move to the 115th floor.”
