Chapter 799: Dark Night Arrives, Giants Appear (5)
On the sea surface bathed in moonlight, Dragon Girl watched quietly. It was a long time before she snapped back to reality. She fumbled in her pocket and pulled out a slightly rusty token, her gaze lowered.
“Zero…”
She gently stroked the rust, and in the center, where the eyeball was, the single character “Zero” was engraved. Su Jiu remembered that hers was engraved with the character “Jiu”…
Su Jiu didn’t know what use the mission reward had for her, save for its collectible value.
“I need to go back now. Without Uncle Mu, I wouldn’t even be able to escape if I encountered a Cardinal in Red.”
After a moment of silence, Su Jiu gazed at the small island, its pillars seemingly destroyed. She knew that Lord Zichuan’s people would soon head this way, and her most important objective now was to leave.
During the intense chase just now, her brow hadn’t reacted at all. She was a little afraid that Iron Turtle Immortal had fallen asleep…
It was one thing for him to sleep, but if she had an episode, she would truly be dead.
As for the Shallow Believers inside, there was no time to save them. After all, many of their choices were their own. Boss Su could at most mark them for the Law Enforcement Hall to apprehend later.
According to Dragon Country’s laws, such Shallow Believers would face a minimum of one year’s imprisonment and a maximum of twenty years, with no suspended sentences. If they were willing to harm the interests of legal citizens for the Ancient God Sect, they should expect to be apprehended.
“Beep beep!!”
Su Jiu’s phone suddenly rang. She patted her pocket and looked at the message, finding a text message from Shadow One:
ID: [Shadow One] sunglasses.jpg.
[Shadow One: Boss, new situation. Target has lost contact.]
Su Jiu blinked, put her phone into a waterproof bag, and swam back along the route, typing a reply:
[Me: Didn’t you keep up with Captain A-Xing?]
After practicing Chinese for several months, the other party’s typing speed had also noticeably increased:
[Shadow One: Yes, he was captured. I didn’t dare get too close.]
Su Jiu looked at the text on her phone, somewhat confused:
[Me: Can you figure out the current situation?]
[Shadow One: It seems we’ve entered an island controlled by “The Singer,” not “White Crow.” Captain A-Xing’s purpose seems to be similar to mine.]
[Me: Act according to the situation. Find an opportunity to plant bombs.]
After reading this long string, Su Jiu pondered for a moment before replying. The Dragon Tail began to spin again, slapping the water surface repeatedly, like a small electric motor, moving faster than Qi manipulation.
However, this method of movement looked a bit bizarre.
In less than twenty minutes, “Su Jiu” left the vicinity of the small island.
“Woooo—”
Less than twenty minutes after Su Jiu left, a fishing boat squeezed into the area. The entire boat was filled with an oppressive aura. At the forefront stood a gloomy middle-aged man, his eyes fixed on the now-dimmed Alchemy Pillar on the small island.
This was Zichuan, who was eager to rush to the sacrifice. He thought he could leverage that corpse to control the weak point, but he never expected…
The corpse had come alive prematurely. He suspected it was his subordinates’ fault for injecting too much energy too early.
“Just now, a message came saying that this Alchemy Pillar was destroyed by a White-haired Girl.”
Aying spoke, her tone showing a slight, well-controlled surprise. As an informant, she seemed to misunderstand something.
“She is the secret weapon prepared by Lord of the Gods, the sister of White Crow.”
With his hands in his pockets, Zichuan said in a low voice:
“Destroying that pillar was likely due to a loss of sanity. However, there’s no need to worry. As soon as she sees me, she will directly obey my commands…”
“…”
Hearing this, Aying was stunned again. After a few seconds, she looked at the Cardinal in Red Zichuan standing before her and quickly changed the subject to probe:
“Lord Zichuan, we only have seven pillars now. Are we still going to forcefully summon that God?”
“As long as there are four pillars, it won’t affect the progress. You’ll follow me to the central island to meet White Crow later…”
With a cold glance at her, Zichuan said softly. His pale face was now so grim that it looked like it could drip water.
The sacrifice had just started, and one pillar was already missing. The God he believed in would surely be displeased.
“Heh heh…”
But soon, Zichuan let out a rather gloomy laugh, a twisted smile appearing on his lips.
“In front of him, making that Zero submit to me will feel uniquely satisfying…”
…
“One of the pillars didn’t light up. Did something happen?”
At the central island, waves crashed against the shore. The Young Man stood on a reef, with a short-haired woman with her arms crossed behind him. The sea breeze gently blew the corners of their clothes, one red and one black.
“Did you tell Zhuge Yun about your idea to kill the King-Level Stranger? He always thought you were taking this risk for Little Zero.”
Liuli’s voice was very gentle, like her name, with a soft quality, as if only when facing the Young Man.
“Mr. Zhuge is old. It’s not appropriate to tell him some things.”
Hearing this, White Crow lowered his gaze to the sea, looking at the shimmering surface under the golden light. If one looked more closely, they could see traces of red undulating on it, flecks of crystalline liquid…
The Red Tide had already permeated this entire sea area, like fine threads, binding all the islands in this sea area together like small crabs.
Hearing this, Liuli took two steps forward and suddenly hugged White Crow from behind, pressing her ear against his somewhat thin back. She said softly:
“Promise me, let’s live on together. This small boat heading towards the daylight cannot be without its captain.”
“Let’s see. After all, with a forbidden-level formation made from so many marine creatures, if we reduce the pillars to less than three, it’s not impossible to destroy the King-Level ‘War’ in one fell swoop.”
White Crow turned around and gently hugged the tall figure. His dark pupils reflected the bloody ocean. He had lied, only telling the truth to a few of his closest confidantes…
In fact, the Red Tide only provided a small portion of the energy for the sacrifice.
The main part was to provide energy for a top-tier alchemy array called “Strangulation.” The array was provided by Old Man. Upon its completion, at the center of the array’s eye, it could provide the holder with top-tier Walker-level External Qi and simulated laws.
His plan was simple: after summoning the Stranger, they would instantly detonate the pillars they controlled, rapidly weakening it, and then use the array’s power to strangle it.
Since so many people were taken away twenty years ago, they wouldn’t be leaving this time.
“You will have to face Zichuan and multiple War God-level cultists, and…”
Liuli shook her head, broke free from White Crow’s grasp, and met the gaze of the Cardinal in Red in front of her. “He also has several Fallen Knights, and each Knight is a high-level War God.”
“With your half-Walker level strength, if you still have to face a King-Level Stranger, our chances of winning are slim…”
Liuli’s voice echoed on the shore. As the predecessor of Ren’s predecessor, she knew very well what they would face and was exceptionally rational.
“So, when facing this unwinnable game, Little Liuli, what is your choice…”
White Crow chuckled, turned, and looked up at the sky. Further away, a golden mass of external Qi could be seen, expanding like colored powder encountering water…
That was the wormhole extended by a King-Level Stranger named “War.” When the wormhole was large enough to accommodate the energy carried by the Stranger, he would descend here in person.
“Of course, I’ll be someone’s pawn.”
Liuli slowly clasped her hands behind her back, tilted her head, and looked at the churning golden wormhole. There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, but a hidden sword had appeared on the back of her hand at some point.
“I’ll go kill the islands controlled by The Singer’s remnants. That way, our chances of winning will be slightly better.”
White Crow was slightly surprised but quickly calmed down. He waved his hand.
“Just stay with me. You don’t need to do something so dangerous. Although you have top-tier mid-level War God strength, you still don’t stand a chance against a group of Ferrymen and Fallen Knights.”
In this dark night, one’s flame was too small to light up this shadow-covered darkness.
“Stop babbling…”
Liuli glared at him, her external Qi erupting as if she were about to leave. She glanced at the silent White Crow and suddenly spoke:
“Remember what I said half a year ago?”
“I remember.” White Crow answered quickly, but he didn’t dare to meet Liuli’s gaze.
They were not lovers, but after more than ten years, their ages and statuses were similar, and different feelings had developed. However, due to their identities, they rarely expressed their hearts.
Even when they did, it was born out of passion, something that quickly faded.
Half a year ago, after getting drunk, he had asked Liuli if she was willing to join him, and for the first time, he told her the entire plan of the White Night Plan.
Liuli had said at the time that she would talk about it when her identity was exposed to the sun. She didn’t want to date now, which was a rather tactful rejection of his confession.
At that time, White Crow felt his face burning. It was the first time he had been rejected…
The perspective returned to reality.
Liuli spoke again, her voice slightly heavier:
“If we make it back alive, we’ll date again under the identities of ‘Li’ and ‘Tong.’ If you die, I’ll just marry someone else and deliberately cuckold you.”
With that, she leaped away.
Leaving the red-clothed White Crow alone, he looked up at the distant shining “starlight” and then at the crimson sea. He gently closed his eyes and said softly:
“It’s good to marry someone who is in the light. Even if we survive, what of it? The anger of the sea needs to be appeased.”
“Boom!”
At that moment, from the golden wormhole in the sky, a massive fist suddenly emerged. The fist was black and red, the size of a building. The thumbnail’s nail shone with a stream of crimson light…
“It’s Him, the demon who captured Zero twenty years ago.”
White Crow looked over abruptly, his pupils trembling slightly. He could feel his breathing quickening. He had prepared too much, too much, to kill him…
