Chapter 886: Chapter 886

Since the first meteor carrying God’s bones fell on Blue Star, giving rise to the first Divine Ruins, more than thirty years have passed. While that isn’t a short span of time, humans still know very little about the ecology of the Divine Ruins.

The formation and dispersion of the dark fog remains a mystery, with no detailed investigative reports to date. Everyone only knows that this meteorological disaster could be a result of contamination from the radiation of God’s bones, which may have altered the local geomagnetism or ecology.

Within the dark fog, all electronic devices cease to function altogether. As time extends, within the periphery of the dark fog, one could not even see their own hand before them, yet upon entering the area of God’s bones, it could be a snowy day, a sandstorm, or the scorching heat of a vast desert...

But two things could be confirmed.

First, any living being that stayed within this dark fog, whether for just a few hours or for several tens of hours, would turn into a Dead Flesh Man under the contamination of God’s bones.

Only those God Hunters who had absorbed God’s Ability could be exempt, venturing in to survey, or, like Lin Baici, blessed with luck and formidable ability, could contain God’s bones before being completely contaminated, and purify the Divine Ruins.

Second, the disappearance of the dark fog definitely meant that God’s bones had been contained.

Xia Qila heard the exclamations from the street outside and once again glanced at the scene in the restaurant before staggering out.

It had been raining in Gwangju City, but now it had stopped. Looking up, the sky was covered with thick, dark fog, which was churning and surging like the sea, becoming sparse rapidly.

It seemed as if some sunlight was piercing through, casting a golden edge on the perimeter of the dark fog.

"Is it really purified?"

Xia Qila muttered, her face filled with disbelief.

Because this meant that the Busan Divine Being had perished.

But how could that be?

Xia Qila thought of her own helplessness and insignificance in the face of the Divine Being; although she was not adept at combat, she was still of Dragon Level. Yet, in that moment, she had truly despaired.

For she had understood what it meant to be an ant under a God.

"Could it be that the Divine Being planned to leave Goryeo for the Nine States and thus intentionally destroyed the Divine Ruins to make it seem as if it had died? To pull off a Golden Cicada Shedding?"

Xia Qila pondered; in this case, wouldn’t it need to entrust her with some matters?

Otherwise, wouldn’t its plans be completely ruined if she were to spill the secrets?

It couldn’t possibly think that she was so afraid of death that she wouldn’t dare to reveal anything, right?

Of course, there was another possibility — that the Lin Baici from the Nine States who was left behind, had killed the Divine Being.

But that was almost too unbelievable, wasn’t it?

Xia Qila was so frustrated. Why had she fainted? Couldn’t she have hung in there a little longer to witness the battle? For original chapters go to novｅlfire.net

Even though she thought this way, Xia Qila also understood that if she had remained conscious, she would most likely have been silenced early on.

"Great Shaman, you’re okay? That’s great!"

Four individuals, three men, and one woman, saw Xia Qila come out of the Western restaurant and immediately ran over excitedly.

They were new members of the Yellowstone Group, considered less attractive and unable to find partners in time, and with relatively mediocre strength compared to the main force, thus they were kept on standby outside.

They were the reserve team, in case of any unexpected situations.

The God Hunters on the street, knowing Xia Qila’s great reputation, some having never seen her in person but having seen her photos in origin discussions, now curiously gathered around.

"Great... Witch, did... did you kill the Divine Being?"

Isaac looked up at Xia Qila with admiration, trembling as he asked.

The Great Shaman had said there was a Divine Being in the Busan Divine Ruins, and now, before arriving at Gwangju City, at the Empress Western Restaurant, the Great Shaman had said that participation this time was voluntary, no one was compelled.

Because confronting a Divine Being would carry a high risk of death.

Now, the Great Shaman had emerged. Didn’t that mean that the Divine Being had perished?

"Asiba, was there really a Divine Being?"

"Holy shit, someone actually managed to kill a Divine Being?"

"I can’t believe it, are you sure?"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, as the impact of the event was too great, but even without an answer from her, they were already half-convinced, or rather, having tasted the terror of the Busan Divine Ruins, those God Hunters who managed to reach this checkpoint had come to accept the existence of a Divine Being within the ruins.

Everyone eagerly looked towards Xia Qila, waiting for an answer!

Xia Qila didn’t know what to answer because she was also unsure, so she walked back into the restaurant, preparing to perform Divination again.

The four from the Yellowstone Group quickly followed her. When they reached the entrance of the restaurant, immediately two of them stood guard at the door, eyeing the God Hunters with a fierce gaze.

These two weren’t all that powerful, and Xia Qila had clearly been severely injured, her combat capabilities compromised, but no one dared to enter, not even daring to broach the topic of having a look inside.

Because that was the Yellowstone Group leader who had killed a Divine Being!

"The Great Shaman is going to be famous now!"

"What do you mean ’now’? She’s already very famous, okay?"

"Do you realize the value of killing a Divine Being? Xia Qila is known for her Prophecies, and when it comes to combat strength, she doesn’t make the top ten in North America. Including her influence, she’s like a gatekeeper for the top ten. But now, she’s the number one in North America!"

"Did you forget about God?"

They argued, with differing opinions.

North America’s number one, Franklin Roosevelt, who declared himself God after single-handedly Breaking Divine Ruins and purifying the Chicago God Ruins.

It was said that he had killed a Divine Being inside the ruins.