eurekapd Chapter 597 Emperor Xuanyuan may have already...
Chapter 597 Emperor Xuanyuan may have already...
At the same time, in the second continent, the westernmost desert.
The wind whistled, whimpering as it whirled sand and gravel through the forgotten ruins. The broken walls cast distorted shadows in the pale moonlight, resembling the silent remains of giant beasts.
Yu Wenshu stood on a relatively open stretch of sand, his dragon-like golden pupils gleaming coldly in the night. Beneath his feet were several distorted figures that had just died.
That was the corrupted person that the "Jie" organization had been tracking for many days and confirmed to be deeply involved in the Ke-related pollution.
At this moment, the last target was the high priest of the Church of Light, who was wearing a yellow and black costume that looked like some kind of strange theatrical costume. He was being tightly entangled by his word magic chains and could not move.
The cold moonlight outlined the pale chin beneath the priest's hood, and also illuminated the madly spinning vortex of gray mist deep in his eyes.
Qin Yi flashed and appeared beside the priest. The scalpel in his hand, which shone with a faint blue luster in the moonlight, was accurately placed on the other's fragile throat. The tip of the knife even pierced the skin a little, oozing a trace of dark red blood.
The air of the entire westernmost desert stagnated at this moment, leaving only the whistling of wind and sand and the heavy, suppressed breathing of the priest.
"It's over." Yu Wenshu's voice was deep, carrying the afterglow of battle and a subtle hint of fatigue. Eliminating these hidden cancers was necessary to prevent the further spread of the pollution.
"Heh... is it over?" The priest, restrained by both chains and blades, suddenly let out a strange, cold laugh. It was dry and harsh, like the rubbing of sandpaper.
The next moment, the voice that came out of his mouth was no longer the original hoarse tone, but turned into a voice that they were extremely familiar with, but should never have heard at this moment - Xuanyuan Shaoze's clear voice with a calm and magnetic tone!
"Do you think that if you clear out a few debris, this world will be at peace?"
The voice of "Xuanyuan Shaoze" uttered through the priest's mouth, carrying an indescribable strangeness and mockery. Even the moonlight seemed a little colder at this moment, clearly reflecting the gray mist swirling in the priest's eyes, which seemed to have life.
"The real key to the Urobuchi Rift is on the desolate planet. As for the anchor point of the Heavenly Palace..." The corners of the priest's mouth twisted into a twisted and strange arc, "That's just an elaborate deception! And I..."
When he heard this, Yu Wenshu's pupils suddenly shrank into a thin line, and he repeated subconsciously, "The anchor point of the Heavenly Court is a scam?!"
These words struck him like a thunderbolt. He thought quickly, and his claws, covered in hard dragon scales, suddenly tightened, gripping the priest's chained wrists tightly, causing bones to crackle with a teeth-grinding sound.
He had to find out what this madman... or rather, what was controlling this madman... was actually saying?!
"Be careful! He's going to explode—"
Qin Yi's exclamation suddenly pierced the almost stagnant air, his voice filled with unprecedented urgency! He had been staring at the abnormal surge of energy in the priest's body, which was a precursor to a desperate and destructive energy collapse!
The moment he finished speaking, he didn't hesitate. The scalpel pressed against the priest's throat didn't penetrate, but his free hand rose with lightning speed. The dark blue psionic butterflies lingering on his fingertips instantly condensed into a poisonous needle as thin as an ox hair, yet flashing with a deadly cold light!
The poison needle silently and accurately penetrated the priest's heart - one of the core nodes for detonating self-destructive energy!
"puff--"
There was no earth-shattering explosion, just a gust of air. The priest, whose heart was pierced, froze violently. The gray mist swirling wildly in his eyes froze for a moment, and then, like a popped balloon, his entire body silently exploded!
But what exploded wasn't flesh and blood. Instead, it was... Psylocke!
But to be precise, it was another kind of psionic butterfly - thousands of gray butterflies that exuded the smell of decay and chaos. Like smoke that exploded in an instant, they suddenly and quickly spread in all directions!
Each butterfly was only the size of a fingernail, its wings thin and almost transparent, yet with a frightening sense of solidity. They flapped frantically, stirring up tiny, ash-smelling air currents.
But what made the two people present feel even more incredible was that on the wings of each gray butterfly, there was a clear and identical dark red spell, as if it had been burned with a red-hot iron.
"The Xuanyuan Sword Tomb has been opened!"
Those five words were like a curse, densely printed on every vibrating butterfly wing, flashing ominously in the bleak moonlight.
Yu Wenshu's pupils suddenly erected, and he subconsciously reached out to touch his chest, where there was a warm, strange crystal stone hidden close to his body, which was neither gold nor jade. It was the "Heart of Yanhuang" that Xuanyuan Shaoze had personally given him ten thousand years ago.
At this moment, this usually gentle and peaceful crystal was trembling wildly under his palm! A burning sensation suddenly hit him, as if it was going to penetrate his clothes and reach his skin, as if something was violently colliding inside!
He suddenly lowered his head and saw that his clothes could not completely block the strong light from the crystal.
A condensed, substantial golden beam of light projected from the surface of the crystal. It did not shoot into the sky, but strangely unfolded a small, dynamic image in the void in front of him!
In the image, there was a bottomless space cavity with charred edges left by the broken bronze jade mirror deep in the Moon Palace of Desolate Star!
At the edge of the dark hole that seemed to swallow all light, several dazzling golden characters composed of pure energy floated and burned like a brand:
"The anchor point of Heaven is the rift!"
Yu Wenshu immediately recognized that hidden within that pure energy was Xuanyuan Shaoze's divine power and prophecy! Xuanyuan Shaoze activated multiple prophecies!
"Notify His Highness!" His voice was firm and decisive, carrying an unprecedented solemnity and urgency.
He grabbed the wrist of Qin Yi, who was also shocked by the sudden change. The golden runes of the Word Spirit Technique under his feet lit up instantly, and complex light patterns spread rapidly on the ground. A powerful directional teleportation array was taking shape rapidly, and the target it landed on was the Xuanji Terrace where Su Mohui was!
"Emperor Xuanyuan may have..." Yu Wenshu said hurriedly, trying to convey the most critical information before the transmission started.
However, before he could finish his words, another strange change occurred!
Those gray butterflies that were just flying around in disorder with the spell "Xuanyuan Sword Tomb Has Been Opened" printed on their wings seemed to have received invisible instructions and changed their trajectory in an instant!
They were no longer aimless, but instead, like a group of sharks smelling blood, they pounced madly towards the teleportation array that was about to be completed under the feet of Yu Wenshu and Qin Yi!
The speed at which the gray butterflies gathered was astonishingly fast.