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Chapter 48 The Voice Heard from Nanuk!
Chapter 48 The Voice Heard from Nanuk!
The divine power dissipated.
The sky returned to its gloomy state.
But it was even more depressing than before.
Qian Daoliu's face was as pale as gold paper, and his aura was extremely weak.
The true form of the angel behind him had long since disintegrated.
The burning crimson spirit ring also completely dimmed.
He stared intently at Bai E.
All I could see was despair.
There is also a deep-seated fear.
Bai E did not look at him.
The grayish-white spot on his fingertip slowly disappeared.
It was as if I had only done a trivial little thing.
His gaze swept down again.
"Soul Rings".
This time, there were no dissenting voices.
The remaining worshippers, elders, and soul masters.
After witnessing firsthand the miracle of how easily "divine punishment" was erased.
All courage and dignity have been shattered.
Faced with absolute power.
Even the gods could not protect them.
Rebellion is the most ridiculous joke.
Qian Daoliu let out a bitter laugh.
I closed my eyes and completely gave up resisting.
Including him, all the Spirit Hall experts who reached the Title Douluo level or above.
The spirit rings within his body were drawn out by an irresistible force.
In an instant, several spirit rings, each with its own unique brilliance, floated into the air.
Among them, Qian Daoliu's soul rings are the most dazzling.
Yet it also conveys the tragic end of a hero.
As their spirit rings left their bodies, they collapsed to the ground, losing all their cultivation and becoming mortals.
Bai E waved.
Collect all of these spirit rings.
Just as he finished collecting.
Just as they were about to pinpoint Bibi Dong's exact location, "thud, thud, thud—"
A crisp sound.
It came from within the deep, dark gates of the Papal Palace.
A figure.
The area where the dim light inside the hall meets the natural light outside is bathed in sunlight.
He stepped out slowly.
It was Bibi Dong.
She had changed into a more ornate, yet more sinister, black-purple papal robe.
Dark gold and an ominous seven-colored pattern flowed along the edges of the robe.
Her temperament underwent a dramatic change.
Its former majesty has been mixed with the evil of the Rakshasa.
At this moment, an even more unpredictable layer shrouded that eerie aura.
A fog of "pleasure" that causes unease and anxiety.
A faint, ambiguous smile played at the corners of her lips.
His eyes were bright yet mad.
He swept his gaze over the mess on the ground and the Spirit Hall members who had lost their power.
There was no anger.
There is only one kind of almost pleasurable observation.
I saw her appear.
Those whose spirit rings have not yet been taken.
Or lower-level Soul Masters and Bishops with lower Soul Power.
It was as if they had grasped at the last straw.
Struggling, he screamed with all his might.
They all knelt down: "Your Holiness the Pope!"
"Your Holiness! You've finally come out!"
"Your Majesty, please take action and punish these villains who have blasphemed the Spirit Hall!"
"Avenge the thousand offerings and everyone else!"
The voices converged, carrying sobs and a final hope.
Bibi Dong was surrounded by the kneeling and shouts of the crowd.
He slowly walked to the center of the square and looked up at Bai E and his group in the sky.
Her gaze lingered on Danheng for a moment, in particular.
It seems to be confirming something.
Then it fell on Bai E.
Her smile deepened.
The sound was transmitted through soul power.
The clear echoes reverberated across the silent square.
"Oh my, it's so lively!"
My Spirit Hall has been made such a mess of things —
Gentlemen, haven't you gone a bit too far?
She gently raised her hand.
A wisp of dark purple energy intertwined with a seven-colored halo.
It danced on her fingertips.
It exudes an aura of danger and chaos.
"But it's okay."
She tilted her head, her gaze fixed on Bai E.
"Since you're here, as the host, I should treat you well."
Only then can one be considered to be polite.
Right?
"After all, that person" is really looking forward to it —
"I can bring you plenty of surprises."
The words fell.
A terrifying aura, a mixture of malevolence and pleasure, emanated from her.
No longer concealing itself, it was like a sleeping beast.
Fully awakened, soaring to the sky!
A pressure unlike any other before, filled with chaos and subversion.
Faced with Bibi Dong's provocation, which was a mixture of evil and chaotic pleasure.
For the first time, a clear look of surprise flashed in Bai E's eyes.
Not because of her power, but because of what lies behind that power—
A familiar scent.
Just as his thoughts began to stir.
"Hahahaha!"
The source of the attack was unknown.
It seemed to explode directly in the depths of his soul.
A maniacal laugh filled with endless joy and malice.
It was like a cold, venomous snake burrowing into his consciousness!
The laughter was unrestrained, manic,
Viewing all solemnity and tragedy as material for amusement —
Bai E's pupils suddenly contracted.
It's him.
This laughter echoed from the deepest recesses of his memory, at the end of those thirty million cycles of reincarnation.
He charged toward Nanook with all his might, but ultimately failed.
What I heard before consciousness returned to nothingness.
That cosmic cacophony, seemingly a symphony of "futile effort" and "despair"—
It's exactly the same!
"Tired of Akivilli's little tricks? Yours is quite something!"
The lingering echo of that laughter seemed to still resonate in my consciousness.
With a playful affirmation.
"You really didn't disappoint me, you really brought the fire here, and it's burning quite brightly!"
However, one-sided domination is so boring —”
The sense of reality returned instantly.
Bibi Dong's figure had already reached them!
That energy was not a pure attack.
It's more like a "mockery" and "distortion" of the rules themselves.
It points directly to the core of the existence of the White Calamity.
Bai E instinctively tried to mobilize his power.
However, just as the power was about to surge forth...
He felt an unprecedented sense of stagnation.
An invisible and intangible yet truly existing "aura".
Like a sticky spider web.
It had quietly become entangled in the source of his power without him even realizing it.
Even beyond the concept of action.
The essence of this aura is "pleasure"—it doesn't attack him, but rather "restricts" him.
With his power that could make even the gods tremble.
It was forcibly "balanced" into an "interesting" range.
"A fair game is what makes it interesting!" Aha's voice seemed to echo in my ears again.
In the blink of an eye, Bai E could no longer crush him with his absolute power.
His eyes narrowed, forced to truly "respond".
His figure instantly became illusory.
It seems to exist simultaneously in several overlapping phases.
Bibi Dong's destructive energy storm pierced through his phantom.
However, it failed to reach the physical body.
However, that power of pleasure is like a persistent, insidious infection.
This also affects the accuracy of phase transfer.
This prevented him from completely escaping the attack range.
A wisp of chaotic energy brushed against the hem of her clothes.
Bai E raised his hand, but his fingertips did not condense destruction.
Instead, it outlines a mysterious trajectory.
The structure of space subtly emanated from his fingertips.
Unnatural ripples attempted to directly dismantle the energy structure of Bibi Dong's attack.
This move was indeed exquisite, enough to shatter even ordinary god-level attacks.
However, there was a trace of joyful quality belonging to Ahha at the core of Bibi Dong's energy.
However, this "encoding" was like encountering incomprehensible gibberish.
The effect is greatly reduced, only weakening its power by 30%.
The remaining attacks were still powerful.
Bai E had no choice but to meet the attack head-on with his palm.
A grayish-white shimmer forms a seemingly thin barrier in the palm of your hand.
The barrier collided with the torrent of purple, black, and seven colors.
It makes a sickening hissing sound.
That barrier can absorb and break down the vast majority of energy.
However, it is extremely inefficient at purifying conceptual pollution such as "pleasure".
Most of the impact was neutralized, but a small portion of chaotic thoughts still managed to penetrate the barrier, attempting to erode Bai E's mind.
Despite the trials and tribulations that have honed his will through countless cycles, it remains as firm as ancient ice.
But the laughter and chaotic thoughts still made him feel a slight, barely perceptible irritation and disorientation.
The two exchanged several high-speed blows in the skies above Wuhun City.
The aftershocks of the energy collision caused the buildings below to collapse continuously.
To outsiders, it looked like a two-way street!
The remaining elders and soul masters of the Spirit Hall looked up.
A storm raged within me.
When did the Pope acquire such terrifying power?
How could they possibly contend with that monster that obliterates divine consciousness?!
What is that eerie yet joyful aura emanating from her?
If she wins, will she settle scores with us?
Why?!
Why didn't she show up sooner?
Why do they only come out after our soul rings are taken away and we've become useless?
That vicious woman!