Nightmare’s Call

Chapter 548 Similar: Part 3

The Clerics Were Steadier. Praying to the Holy Light Was a Process of Honing the Soul. Despite Feeling Despair, They Still Organized Emergency Evacuation, Keeping People Away From the Path of Annihilatus. This Was to Minimize Casualty.

That Was Possible Only Because Khur Warspear, the Centaur Lord, Had Risked His Life and Bought Them Time. Those People of Importance Had Been Moved to a Place Near the Sacred Crystal Font of the Sanctum Hq, Which Was the Safest Place Now.

Had It Not Been for the Powerful Energy Interference, They Would Have Evacuated Everyone to Another Place by Teleportation. Among Those Moved to the Sanctum Were the Lin Family, Hanyu, and Nisse.

Khadula and Other Palatinates Stayed Back and Gathered on Top of the Sanctum Hill. Their Faces Were Grave as the One-eyed Giant Reached the City Center, Knocking Down Skyscrapers on Its Path.

“Are We the Only Ones Here?” Khadula Glanced at the Fairy Empress and a Man Named Dimpess, a Government Elite With a Large Beard. His Name Was the Same as Xylond’s Second-largest City. Just Like the City, He Was a Man of Mission, Which Formed a Part of His Character.

“Just a Few of Us.” Dimpess Glanced at the Fairy Empress With Gauze in Front of Her Face. “Still Wearing a Gauze in a Time Like This, Miss. Philippe?”

He Looked at the Fairy Empress, His Eyes Filled With Affection. This Chief Advisor to the Tssf, the Only Palatinate in the Government of Xylond, Joined the Sanctum Because of the Fairy Empress. He Had a Crush on Her. Many People Believed in Love at First Sight, and He Was a Hard-core Believer.

“It Will Be My Greatest Pleasure in Life if I Could Just Have a Glimpse of You Before I Die, Miss. Philippe,” Dimpess, the Bearded Man Said. He Was Indeed a Man of Mission, but Even Such a Man Could Be Capable of Love.

“You’ll Cry When You See Her Face,” Khadula Chimed in, Pulling a Weird Face.

“No, I Won’t. I’ve Never Cried Since I Was Five.” Probably Dimpess and She Had a Generation Gap. He Had Problems Communicating With Her.

Khadula Did Not Know What to Say, Just Feeling Tired Talking to the Old Man. She Knew She Was a Lot Older Than Him, but She Was Young at Heart.

Sensing Her Original Again, Khadula Watched as the One-eyed Giant Slowly Approached and Told Herself Not to Cling to the Hope That Would Never Come.

“It Looks Like It is Too Late…” She Mumbled With a Voice That Was Only Audible to Herself.

“Let Me Do It,” the Fairy Empress Said. She Was Never Afraid of Death. As an Empress, She Had Given Up Her Own Safety. She Joined the Sanctum Because She Wanted to Save Her Race From Being Exterminated by Lin Sheng. If She Did Not Perform Up to Par and Displeased Lin Sheng, She Could Have Implicated Her Entire Fairy Race. So She Could Not and Dare Not Flee.

“There is No More Holy Blast Grenade, and Our Strength is Too Low to Attract This Thing’s Attention!” Khadula Frowned.

“That’s Okay. Let Me Try,” Said the Fairy Empress. There Was Green Light Behind Her as Green Leaves Appeared Around and She Lunged Toward the One-eyed Giant.

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Near the Divine Pillar, Lin Sheng Held a Pure White Holy Sword in Hand, Striking the Holy Sword of the Woman in Front of Him. They Both Used the Same Move. Even Their Holy Powers Were Nearly Identical.

As if Swinging a War Hammer, They Brandished Their Swords and Fought Each Other Like There Was No Tomorrow. But No Matter How Much Strength Lin Sheng Used, Aisha Would Match Him With the Same Level of Power.

Having Formed His Divinity Just a While Ago, Lin Sheng’s Combat Method Was Not Much Different From Previously. But He Could Now Clearly Feel an Indescribable Vigor and Flux of Energy in His Every Move. This Naturally Boosted the Effectiveness of His Sword Skills. But He Was Wary About Aisha. She Could Mimic and Learn This Unique Power and Technique of His. So He Used Only His Old but Effective Combat Techniques to Fight Her. During the Fierce Battle, He Started to Figure Out the Feature of His Divinity.

“When Aisha Loses Her Mind, She Would Only Respond to Whatever Level of Power in Front of Her. So Long as You Haven’t Revealed Your Actual Strength, She Won’t Burst Into the Destructive Power of Divine Creatures!” the Golden Red Humanoid Reminded Lin Sheng. “Keep It This Way!”

Lin Sheng Frowned as He Shifted His Body Aside, Dodging an Attack That Came Down on Him. Retreating Several Steps Backward, He Then Returned to Where He Was. Likewise, Aisha Was Back to Her Original Position Almost at the Same Time and Stopped Attacking.

“Aisha is Not Fully in Her Condition Yet. You Can Use Momentary Bursts of Power Increase to Overwhelm Her Learning in Evolving Her Divinity. When She Could Not React in Such a Brief Moment, You Could Easily Ditch Her!” Said the Golden Red Humanoid.

“That Won’t Be Necessary.” Lin Sheng Killed His Holy Power Sword. “I Think I’ve Figured Out the Power of Divinity I Have Formed.”

He Opened His Hands, and Rings of Vortex Formed at His Feet. Energy That Did Not Belong to the Dark Wheel or Holy Power Was Rapidly Distorting and Changing the Surrounding Landscape.

Lin Sheng Closed His Eyes and Listened. There Were Sounds, Not Belonging to Him or Anyone Else, in the Wind. The Sounds Rose From Got Louder, Gradually Converging Like River Flows, Coming Near, and Dancing Around Him. He Opened His Eyes and Saw Aisha Was Doing the Same Thing. The Difference Was That the Sounds Aisha Gathered Were Nothing but the Dead and Empty Flow of the Wind.

“See That?” Lin Sheng. “It is Useless Even if She Learns My Divine Ability Because She Has Nothing That She Could Protect.”

Lin Sheng Grabbed the Air in Front of Him With His Hand. The Sounds Oscillated, Turning Into Invisible Twisters, Covering His Body Like a Cloak. And Then Everything Died Down.

The Cloak Was Torn Apart, Becoming Invisible Sound Waves. As the Sound Waves Dissipated, It Also Pointed Lin Sheng in the Right Direction Where He Could Leave.

He Looked at Aisha for One Last Time Before Launching Himself Up and Disappearing Into Thin Air. By the Time Aisha Came to Her Senses, Lin Sheng Was Gone. Standing on the Spot, She Fell Into Silence and Back to Her Own Little World.

“Aisha…”

A Soft Voice Came From the Golden Ball in Her Hand.

Once Upon a Time, When the Divine Pillar Was Still a Sacred Thing of the World, When Dreamweaver, the Demigod, Still Ruled All Living Creatures and Blessed Everyone With a Beautiful Dream, Everything Was Beautiful.

They Once Enjoyed a Period of Happiness, but Now, Everything Was Destroyed.

“Master, I Will Resurrect You. I Swear!” the Voice Said for the One Last Time and Then Became Completely Silent.