Chapter 314

Chapter 314: Prepared

"The future is too vast, too empty," the Star God began. "For now, let’s focus on the details of our trip to the Holy Spirit clan."

With a wave of his right hand, hundreds of black and white chess pieces materialized in the air.

"Recently, while gaining insights, I’ve also been crafting some Star Martial Arts," he explained.

"Through several epiphanies, I’ve deepened my understanding and enhanced the creation of these Star Martial Arts."

"With my current level advancement, the power of these Star Martial Arts has significantly increased."

"The white chess Star Martial Arts, inspired by nuclear weapons, have some adverse effects following a group strike."

"The black chess Star Martial Arts are designed for precise individual strikes. Even a high-stage Emperor Level would find it tough to withstand a hit."

"Combining both black and white Star Martial Arts in an attack doubles their power."

"Of course, these are just the starters."

The Star God paused, then added, "Star charms, light core inscriptions, self-propelled star cannons…"

"These are just some of the things I’ve prepared. Given your and the God of Theater’s strength, you might not need them."

"But since we’re visiting the Holy Spirit clan, it’s prudent to have some self-defense measures in case of danger."

Su Wen: "…"

Is that your idea of self-defense? Are you sure you’re not planning to destroy the world?

Currently, the Star God is only at the Emperor Level mid-stage, but having absorbed insights from multiple sub-timelines, his strength is far beyond what it appears.

Su Wen even suspects that a peak king level being might not be able to leave the Star God’s presence unscathed.

Not to mention, the peak king level Star God had already given him a significant shock.

So, how could he doubt the current Star God?

Whatever the Star God claims he can do, Su Wen confidently trusts him to handle it.

"By the way, where’s the God of Theater?" the Star God inquired. "It’s already this time point, why hasn’t he shown up yet?"

Su Wen smiled, "The God of Theater is currently ascending to the immortal half-god stage. He probably won’t make it in time for this celestial officer’s inspection."

The Star God: "?"

Immortal half-god?

Did he miss something?

Hadn’t the God of Theater mentioned that with the God of Martial Arts’s help and numerous future insights, he would surely find a suitable Path of the Demigod?

How did he suddenly decide to ascend to the immortal half-god stage?

Did he forget his bold statements about not caring for the distinction between the Divine Power Half-God and the immortal half-god?

"If the God of Theater doesn’t come out soon, we’ll just have to leave without him."

Su Wen spoke up, "This time, there shouldn’t be any issues."

"With thirty celestial officers around, what could possibly go wrong?"

The Star God nodded slightly, "If any one of the celestial officers can easily overpower a Demigod of the Holy Spirit clan, then thirty of them… definitely won’t have any problems."

He then turned to Mo Xiaosu with a smile, "Little Shadow, hurry up and reach the king level. When you do, I’ll give you a gift."

Su Wen added, "Yes, Little Shadow, when you reach the king level, I’ll give you two Demigods as gifts."

Mo Xiaosu’s eyes lit up with excitement, "Brother God of Martial Arts, you’re giving me two Demigod Shadow Generals?"

"Exactly."

"Thank you, Brother God of Martial Arts!"

As soon as she spoke, the Shadow Knife in her hand began to tremble violently again.

A wave of sadness then emanated from the Shadow Knife.

"What’s wrong now?"

Su Wen was puzzled and frowned as he asked.

"I don’t know," Mo Xiaosu shook her head, "I just feel that the Shadow Knife is very sad right now."

"The reason is unclear, I can’t figure it out."

Su Wen looked at the Shadow Knife, and a strange thought crossed his mind.

Could it be that the Shadow Knife feels it’s too demeaning for a Demigod to serve as a Shadow General under the Shadow God?

Previously, in the trading space, Mo Ziling had mentioned wanting to join the Shadow God’s Undying Legion but didn’t qualify.

Hmm…

Mo Ziling’s strength should be that of a Demigod, right?

If even the Demigods of the Eighth Era couldn’t join the Undying Legion, how did a mere Demigod of the Ninth Age become a Shadow General under the Shadow God?

How absurd!

Thinking this way, one could understand the Shadow Knife’s sadness.

It must be saddened by the fact that its master’s unattainable dream is being easily achieved by a Demigod in this era.

Perhaps the Demigod isn’t even willing, and that’s causing the sorrow!

For Mo Ziling, becoming a member of the Shadow God’s Undying Legion might be a lifelong goal worth striving for.

"It seems the God of Theater won’t show up today; let’s go!"

In the evening, the Star God said.

He waved goodbye to Mo Xiaosu and then disappeared with Su Wen.

If they waited any longer, it might reach the fifteenth.

On October 15th, the celestial officers would be on patrol.

They didn’t want to miss this great opportunity for a second!

"Shadow Knife, my current strength is still too weak," Mo Xiaosu murmured as she placed the Shadow Knife on the table and picked up some snacks nearby. "I really want to join the celestial officers on their patrol to the Holy Spirit clan this time. But the gap in power is just too vast; it’s beyond my reach." She sighed deeply.

The Shadow Knife seemed to respond to her words, its tip flickering with an eerie red light that brightened and dimmed rhythmically, as if the knife spirit within was deep in thought or perhaps reminiscing about something.

……

The following day, just outside the Holy Spirit realm, the Star God and Su Wen were concealed in a highly secretive spot. They had arrived the day before and had set up various defensive and cloaking measures around their hideout. They were waiting for the celestial officers to make their appearance. Their plan was to enter the Holy Spirit realm at the first sign of disturbance, especially if the realm’s protective barrier was breached, to secure advantages for the people of Huaxia.

They firmly believed that by dismantling and relocating the infrastructure of the Holy Spirit realm back to Huaxia, they could significantly enhance their nation’s war capabilities in the future.

As time ticked by, the clock struck noon, and suddenly, seventy golden beams of light erupted into the sky, stirring the clouds and winds violently.

"Boom, boom, boom…" Each beam radiated a terrifying and overwhelming aura. As these beams merged, the combined force reached an unprecedented intensity, shaking the entire Arrow Realm. Even the so-called ancestors of the realm trembled under the sheer pressure of this force.

They were bewildered, unable to comprehend why such a formidable force had erupted once again. What could possibly be happening? The major event they anticipated had not yet occurred, so why were such powerful entities appearing one after another?

"Bang, crackle, bang, crackle…" Above, an immense black chain materialized in the sky, its presence announced by a chilling sound. This black chain, vast enough to span the heavens and pierce through the universe, made its first appearance in the Arrow Realm, visible to all.

The beings of the realm watched in awe and terror as the black chain moved like a colossal dragon, each critical point along its length seemingly capable of supporting an entire world. Their eyes were filled with dread.

Then, a thunderous sound, inaudible to ordinary mortals, echoed from above.

"October 15th!"

"Celestial officers on patrol!"

"Approved!"