Chapter 1027: Chapter 1027
The colossal void dominating the sky spewed a destructive emptiness that obliterated everything, as the dazzling starlight with its violent contamination was forcefully squeezed into this void space.
A vast and boundless power crossed the endless time and space, gradually descending into this twisted area.
Between heaven and earth, twisted lines filled the space, the light and time-space seemed to fracture at this moment, with the invisible winds of void howling beneath the firmament.
In the still unshattered darkness, some abyssal creatures that had fortuitously escaped were frantically fleeing the area.
Dragging their bodies that stretched for tens or even hundreds of meters, they tried to evade the raging void and the starlight.
Their bodies, split by the distorted time-space, existed simultaneously in all directions—up, down, left, and right—as they raised their heads, they could even see their own flesh twisting and squirming inside.
In this moment of chaotic time-space, the crazed abyssal creatures were fleeing for their lives in this disorderly time-space.
Their tails could shatter mountains, and their bodies could pulverize skyscrapers; then, as the void winds swept through the shattered time-space, their bodies silently vanished into the void, as if they had never been here.
In this ferocious storm, the body of the Crimson Giant finally, after one last intense flicker, shattered loudly.
The elderly man in the gray suit spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, losing any foothold, plummeted from the sky.
The chaotic time-space and the raging winds of void swept towards his body together.
He Ao struggled to lift his hand, enduring the intense pain in his body and the violent leakage of contamination in his mind, attempting to control the last energy of the War God Projection.
Fresh blood continuously seeped out from his aged skin, soaking his clothes.
When the War God Projection shattered, his own strength was already depleted, but the erosive damage from the Divine Power brought by the projection still lingered.
After losing the protection of the War God Projection’s power, those shattered time-spaces and void finally spread towards his body.
The void wind brushed past the hem of his garment, instantaneously devouring it, and then, the wind progressed further, aiming to devour his body.
At this instant, his stretching hand suddenly clenched.
In the shattered time-space, a clear sound seemed to emanate as the disordered red light once again gathered around him, forming a giant Septagram pattern in the sky—a formless barrier repelled the shattered void.
His body, under the last bit of gravity’s pull in this time-space, kept falling, and the flowing Septagram pattern, attached to his back, also plummeted swiftly with his body.
While He Ao attempted to control and construct the Septagram Magic Array, his other hand was also busy.
From his pocket, he took out several items—one small enlightenment textbook, a small notebook, a pen, a disposable ink bottle, a brand new ultra-thin folding backpack—these items, which seemed somewhat ’mini’ and bought from the convenience store, were imbued with his Divine Sense and thrown into the air.
Following these items, the skull fragments and phalanges collected when he had just rushed out of the camp were also imbued with Divine Sense and tossed out.
Under the control of Divine Sense, these items floating in the sky were sequentially attached to the seven points of the glowing Septagram in a clockwise direction.
An invisible Qi formed out of the void, as if a channel transcending time and space was being established.
The ’paint’ for drawing communication arrays, at its worst, uses ordinary human blood, and at its best, uses transcendent materials.
And in this world, there is no transcendent material whose quality can surpass Divine Power.
At the moment when this invisible Qi emerged, the silhouette constructed of stars covering the firmament seemed to sense something.
The vast gaze instantly pierced through endless time and space, descending in front of He Ao, with an even more violent and crazed contamination beginning to wash over He Ao’s sanity.
The surging blood almost covered the Elderly’s aged face, yet his actions did not cease at all.
He held up his hand, and his hoarse voice resounded through the chaotic void of space,
The stars hanging above the Firmament suddenly shook, and the power traversing time and space converged above the Elderly’s head, forming a circular pattern embedded with a triangular cross.
Almost the moment the pattern was formed, a giant hand made of stars suddenly stretched out from the pattern, opening its almost sky-covering palm, reaching for the falling He Ao.
"All things will eventually exhaust,"
The Elderly’s aged voice continued to echo through this shattered space, and the passage crossing endless time and space seemed to also begin construction at this moment.
The flickering Septagram Magic Array began to tremble violently, as if it was on the verge of reaching its limit.
And at this moment, beneath He Ao in the shattered space, patches of disordered light lit up, like fragments of space, reflecting He Ao’s back shadow.
With his back facing upward, an invisible and insubstantial shadow floated in these fragments, its Illusion-like body bearing almost the exact silhouette as ’Linen.’
It slowly floated up, approaching the falling He Ao, sticking back to back onto He Ao’s back.
The Elderly’s hoarse voice abruptly stopped midway, as if an invisible force sealed his lips, never to open again.
He Ao raised his head to look overhead, the star-formed giant hand was now very close to him.
He raised his hand, the gold Longsword that fell with him at the instant the War God Projection shattered, flew to his side under the control of Divine Sense.
He turned his head, looking at the reflection on the blade of the Longsword.
An Illusion almost identical to him had somehow also stuck back to back to him, and as he turned his head, the shadow turned its head as well, simultaneously looking at the Longsword blade.
The shadow gazed at him, a corner of its mouth curving up, pulling a strange smile across its face, and He Ao’s cheeks also began to slowly curve in sync with the shadow’s movements.
An invisible force permeated through the insubstantial space, infiltrating his body, his Soul, his thoughts.
Memories, emotions, goals, everything seemed to be slowly ’fading.’
Without fear, without anger, the Elderly calmly turned his head, gazing at the sky, as if an invisible force was smoothening his emotions, calmly awaiting death.
The Illusion standing back-to-back with He Ao also seemed to sink into the water surface, gradually sinking into his body.
Just as he was about to sink into complete calmness, the Elderly’s hand suddenly raised, grasping the nearby gold Longsword.
The brilliant sword light suddenly streaked through the void, piercing through the Elderly’s abdomen, as well as the Illusion clinging to his body.
Intense pain, accompanied by a cold Qi, pervaded his body, the power from the Abyss surged, expelling and shredding the infiltrating Illusion.
Feeling the intense pain coming from his abdomen, watching the warm blood splashing onto his hand along the sword blade, He Ao raised his head, hoarsely shouting out the final prayer,
"—Truth is infinite!"
Crossing the expanse of space-time, a channel was constructed in this instant, as the endlessly vast and great gaze traversed through boundless temporal dimensions, descending deep into He Ao’s consciousness.
Feeling that familiar power and aura, He Ao raised his head without hesitation, following that connection and sending his words across,
"Ignorant God of Knowledge, the great and mysterious embodiment is about to reclaim Its authority, with both the abyss and the stars converging beneath It. This moment is the best opportunity for you to offer your loyalty, I hope you do not shy away and miss this chance. Additionally, y—"
The channel that spanned infinite space-time suddenly shattered, and the Septagram Magic Array constructed of crimson radiance instantly collapsed, dispersing into scattered red light.
Establishing a connection, the connection breaking—all of it occurred in an instant.
He Ao lifted his head, looking up at the sky above.
The colossal starry hand descending from heaven was almost reaching him, its open palm obscuring most of the sky.
"Did... it... fail...?"
Levi’s voice came sporadically in He Ao’s mind, "It doesn’t... matter... without sacrifices... it’s impossible... to summon Divine Power..."
He Ao had no chance to respond to Levi, nor did he have the strength anymore. Above his head, the colossal starry hand was almost touching his body.
However, someone ’else’ responded for him to Levi.
Above that firmament, amidst the surging void and the flickering stars in the sky, a gray-white line emerged from the void, almost spanning the entire sky.
Then, above this shattered temporal-space and amidst the pervasive void, a soft ’bang—’ echoed into everyone’s minds.
That gray-white line suddenly ’opened’, transforming into a nearly gigantic, predominantly sky-obscuring gray-white eye.
The surging void above the firmament and the reflected sky seemed to pause instantly.
The entire space fell into a brief silence with the appearance of the gray-white eye, Levi ceased speaking, even the starry colossal hand reaching for He Ao momentarily stiffened.
It seemed that even the Great Being controlling the hand could not understand why a gray-white eye would truly descend here because of a minor communication array.
But the actions of the gray-white eye did not stop due to this silence; Its gaze swept instantly across the entire space, landing on He Ao.
Where Its gaze passed, shattered space-time smoothed over like ripples, and all-encompassing void was deconstructed into intangible lines.
In an instant, gray-white thunder spread out, replacing the stars and void, spanning the entire firmament, with a terrifying pressure spreading to every corner of space.
All around, everything under that gigantic gray-white eye began reconstructing.
The dazzling gray-white thunder converged, attempting to pierce the void and starlight surrounding He Ao.
All the starlight in the firmament became turbulent in that instant, spreading a surging brilliance between heaven and earth like a vast net, blocking towards the gray-white eye above the firmament.
At that moment of flowing power, He Ao also seized the opportunity of the starry colossal hand’s stiffness, igniting the last lingering red radiance around him, pushing his body downward, escaping the grasp of the starry colossal hand.
However, the gray-white eye that was initially gathering thunder to pierce He Ao’s region turned abruptly angry when intercepted by the surrounding starlight.
The surging thunder spread even more densely throughout the space, intending to completely tear apart the barrier of starlight.
Under this fierce assault, the surrounding space-time began to tremble, with the barrier formed by the starlight almost being torn apart.
The opened giant hand hesitated for a moment, no longer pursuing He Ao but instantly shattered, transforming into the power of stars, intercepting the huge eyes in the sky.
Accompanied by the hands that split from behind Levi, giving up on the Abyssal Prisoner and facing the grayish-white eyes.
He Ao coughed lightly, pinching the fresh blood in his palm, watching the rampant grayish-white thunder in the firmament.
Indeed, at critical moments, the most reliable ones are good friends.
The Abyss is crucial for the Mysterious Shadow, so the power it casts here must also be strong; an ordinary friend’s self-funded power may not be able to confront the Mysterious Shadow.
He Ao thought it over and felt that it was more reliable to call upon a good friend at this time.
The grayish-white thunder fiercely assaulted the barrier of starlight, causing the momentarily calmed space-time to show signs of fracturing again.
Good friends seem a bit fired up lately, a bit irritable.
While coughing, he maneuvered his body to dodge the surrounding fractured space-time and the incoming scattered void winds, while casting his gaze towards the somewhat dazed Levi.
Levi seemed to sense his gaze too, looked back at him, and then instantly understood his intention.
At this moment, the giant hand behind Levi had transformed into stars, confronting the huge grayish-white eyes in the sky, with only a small part still connected to the body constructed by Levi’s starlight.
As if an invisible roar echoed in He Ao’s mind, at that instant, numerous brilliant green arrays generated around Levi.
Then these arrays converged together, forming a huge sword made from overlapping arrays.
The surrounding scattered powers of the void were attracted to this sword, congregating on it and forming an invisible blade.
And the starlight barrier in the sky blocking the grayish-white eyes seemed to sense something, violently trembling.
It appeared as if new giant hands were about to form in the sky, reaching towards Levi’s body, but under the assault of the grayish-white thunder, they quickly retracted.
Finally, Levi raised his hand, grasped the huge sword born of arrays, and fiercely turned around, slashing at his own body.
The sword, forged from the void into a blade, thunderously shattered; the star-constructed figure was instantly cleaved by one-third, and then, in that instant, the figure instantly shattered into nothingness.
The fragmented giant hand transformed into streaming light, merging into the starlight barrier in the sky.
The dispersing shadows then gathered around He Ao, forming a huge illusion filled with green geometric shapes. Subsequently, this geometric illusion swiftly transformed into a figure with white hair, settling beside He Ao.
He raised his hand, invisible power holding He Ao’s descending body, floating together, and dispersed the surrounding entwining forces of the void.
He Ao coughed out a mouthful of blood, quickly asked, "How about that?"
Simultaneously, his gaze shifted towards the distance, that dark figure entangled by the gradually dissipating thunder.