Chapter 508: 125. A Good News
Embracing Hela, Fisher swam with all his might toward the original direction. However, this was in the Sea of Chaos, not an ordinary swimming pool, so each distance he covered was excruciatingly slow and difficult.
At this moment, Fisher might really want to thank the completion manuals. Perhaps because he had read the manuals, while others were driven to madness by the chaotic sea, he was somehow able to swim through it.
Although it was indeed uncomfortable, it was still better than being directly swallowed by madness and chaos, right?
Now that death had been expelled and Hela saved, the only thing left to do was to successfully escape with her.
Of course, this was not a simple task. Just looking at that terrifying ball of light about to fall from the World Tree could tell how dire the situation was.
“Ha… ha…”
Thus, Fisher gritted his teeth and swam toward the hole he had created while carrying Hela.
After struggling to reach just beneath that opening, he raised his hand, intending to use his Fluid Sword, only to suddenly remember that the Fluid Sword had been corrupted and was now too weak to lift.
What to do now?
Fisher gritted his teeth and aimed his hand at the opening above. At this moment, it seemed as if all his strength had been swallowed by chaos, leaving him utterly unable to exert any power.
Could he really swim out through that corridor already filled with chaos?
At that very moment, one of the nine huge spheres of light surrounding the World Tree had already fallen at the edge of the Ideal Nation. Although Fisher couldn’t see the specific situation outside due to the blinding white light above, he still felt a shockwave like the destruction of heaven and earth when that sphere hit the ground.
“Boom!”
That unimaginable massive energy soon spread from the point where the sphere landed, precisely at the edge of the Ideal Nation where chaos had yet to spread. Immediately, from the point where that colossal sphere fell, an invisible wall that seemed to twist time and space abruptly rose, standing far away to block the chaos that was about to unfold.
Macro-wise, it seemed the World Tree’s idea was simple: to first surround the areas contaminated by chaos, thus controlling its spread while better dealing with the central source of chaos.
But Fisher could only perceive micro changes, as at the moment the sphere landed, he felt the chaotic currents around him become extremely restless.
He tightly held Hela in his arms, enduring the sounds of turmoil and impact from outside. But then, as if by luck, the chaos restricted by the sphere seemed to come alive, bursting forth from the cave, sending Fisher right out through that opening.
“Hiss!”
Fisher was tossed around several times in mid-air by the chaotic torrent, and the discomfort he could endure while in chaos became painfully clear. It felt like an ice pick had brutally stabbed into his brain and body and was then mercilessly stirred. The pain made him scream while clutching his head on the ground.
Soon after, his body began to writhe as if entering a mythical rank.
For some unknown reason, while his body and soul should be tightly connected after entering the mythical rank, Fisher felt that his body and soul were constantly trying to separate, like a quarreling couple wanting a divorce, with his soul wanting to “bring it up” first, while his body clung stubbornly to his soul.
This feeling was particularly pronounced during contact with chaos, and he even suspected that his previous madness and mutterings stemmed from this conflicting sensation of separation.
He had already experienced this feeling well before his body and soul had become so tightly intertwined in the mythical rank, and now, this situation was a hundred times worse.
Seeing Fisher sprayed out of the cave, he could no longer protect Hela in his arms, and the two of them rolled several times through the chaos muck that barely reached half a meter, forced apart.
Fisher’s figure kept writhing; in his painful howls, his human form gradually mutated, writhing and expanding into countless unknown arms, which then slowly retracted back into his body amidst his rational struggle.
“Cough cough cough!”
As he struggled in pain, he suddenly heard Hela’s painful moans in the distance. He raised his head with difficulty and saw her crown had become extremely dim. Each time she coughed, she was expelling a liquid mixed with golden angelic blood and black chaos, and as her injuries worsened, the black part gradually increased while the gold thinned out.
Fisher gritted his teeth and then fiercely punched himself, retracting all those continually spreading mutated limbs back into his body.
He had to get Hela away quickly!
“Boom!”
At the same moment, another massive golden sphere crashed down on the other side.
As the overwhelming brilliance dimmed the heavens and earth, Fisher’s pupils contracted, and he quickly took flight, cradling Hela.
The next moment, he was blasted hundreds of meters away by the tremendous force behind him, passing through columns of erupting flames, and then heavily crashing into the ground, creating a large hole filled with black cracks.
“Beep beep beep, personnel waiting detected. Sir, David must remind you, keeping others waiting for so long is not a good thing.”
As Fisher felt the burning smell rising from his body, a mechanism suddenly staggered over, crackling with arcs of electricity, emerging from the ruins. While speaking, it hurried toward Fisher; it was the mechanism he had left behind to wait.
This mechanism, equipped with artificial intelligence, proved to be quite clever; the shockwaves from the two gigantic spheres dropped by the World Tree hadn’t damaged it, and it even found a place to hide from the impact. It seemed the chaos posed no threat to it.
It shook its body, shaking off the sticky chaotic liquid clinging to it, and swayed beside Fisher.
“Just in time…”
Looking at the mechanism before him, Fisher finally showed a faint smile, but he didn’t relax. Instead, he directly placed the injured Hela onto it. As the mechanism descended slightly, its blue lights flickered, addressing Fisher, who also needed to board,
“Sir, David reminds you, the unit 272’s capacity is only one person. If you insist on boarding, David predicts the probability of crash is approximately 90.21%.”
“Get moving! If you don’t leave now, there won’t even be a chance to crash!”
Fisher sat on the mechanism, holding his forehead, looking at the increasingly approaching light sphere, and shouted to David.
“Alright, you have the final say; after all, no one has ever said thank you to David, and he’s gotten used to it…”
Damn it, why didn’t that David I know in my era talk this much?
Fisher’s head was already pounding, and he was quite worried about the severely injured Hela beside him. Amidst both concerns, the chatter from this guy was driving him insane.
Fortunately, David, despite being chatty, didn’t hesitate to work. As soon as Fisher sat on the mechanism, it fully activated its engines, wobbling as it took off, carrying Fisher and Hela, flying out of the Ideal Nation.
In the universe above, within the layered composite dimensions, the colossal entity of the World Tree seemed oblivious to the minuscule figures of Fisher and the others escaping, merely continuing to rain down spheres of terrifying energy, completely sealing the surroundings of the Ideal Nation.
As their altitude gradually increased, Fisher finally saw the land that had been fully sealed by the World Tree—the three invisible walls rising high seemed to completely isolate the Ideal Nation and large tracts of land around it from time and space, to the point where even the gradually awakening aura of death’s authority could no longer be sensed.
But within the invisible walls, the increasingly restless chaos continued to rise, confronting the massive World Tree above.
Before the last invisible wall rose, the mechanism weaved quickly through the gaps between the spheres of light.
Seeing this scene, Fisher felt half of his heart ease, but before he could express his joy, the World Tree began its actions to deal with the chaos.
“Ding ding ding~”
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
With a sound resembling a clear bell echoing from the primordial cosmos, countless golden raindrops with a diameter of about a hundred meters slowly gathered on the surface of the World Tree…
At this moment, all people on Dragon Tail Island, as well as beings from the Dragon Heart Continent and the distant Snowy Realm, could see the golden rain seemingly occupying the entire sky.
Fisher’s momentarily eased mind was instantly filled with anxiety again, and he quickly patted the mechanism beneath him, shouting,
“David, hurry up! We won’t make it in time!”
“David is already at full speed!”
David replied with a hint of bitterness, but before he could give more analysis, the meteor rain behind them fell like light toward the ground with alarming speed.
In an instant, the ground of the Ideal Nation was completely caved in. Following this, a terrifying, unparalleled shockwave instantly altered the landscape.
“Whoosh!”
Around the sunken Ideal Nation, the hot magma erupted like a torrent, creating thousands of canyons.
However, the seventy-one fire columns that initially broke through the surface had not disappeared; even though the ground had completely collapsed and even though the chaos flowing out was suppressed by the golden rain, those fire columns continued to burn in the abyss.
“Roar!!”
Simultaneously, from the other side of Dragon Tail Island, toward the north, a mighty dragon with a terrifying aura roared as it shot up from the ground.
Who else could it be but the demigod dragon Fei Marbaq?
Judging by his furious demeanor, one could tell he had just been awakened from his sleep by the World Tree’s mighty “shock.”
Interestingly, the elf sent by the Duke of Peach to wake him had exhausted all efforts but failed to rouse him from the depths; it wasn’t until his “closest” compatriot delicately called to him that he finally jumped up like a corporate worker woken by an alarm at six or seven in the morning.
“World Tree!!”
He had just spread his massive wings when he saw more golden rain falling from above, nearly losing his scales in indignation.
In an instant, he was ready to fly into the cosmos to settle scores with his sister, who had finally revealed her true form, but the next moment, a wave from that cosmos that only he could hear made him stop, and his expression became serious.
“Chaos has erupted.”
The World Tree said.
The dragon god quickly turned his wings towards that area, but even as he grasped the severity of the situation below, gazing at the golden meteors about to hit the ground, he felt nearly driven to madness.
Damn it, the moment it’s not your territory, you strike so ruthlessly?
If you keep this up, my land will be blown into the sea!
However, both the dragon god and World Tree realized they had a priority adversary to deal with, **Chaos**, so even though the dragon god was filled with anger, he couldn’t express it.
At that moment, the halo surrounding him glimmered brightly, and his entire being soared towards the Ideal Nation as if engulfed in flames.
Both the dragon god and World Tree had realized that the explosive problem beneath the Ideal Nation had two aspects: one was the awakening death authority, and the other was the chaotic outbreak intertwined with… um, part of the authority of the Heavenly Lock that had been tainted by chaos?
If it weren’t for the fact that the World Tree and the dragon god could still sense the presence of the Heavenly Lock, they might even have suspected that the Heavenly Lock guarding the skies had been devoured by chaos.
Regardless of which of these two ultimately spiraled out of control, the consequences would be very serious, so the dragon god and World Tree needed to resolve them properly.
The ideal outcome was: the death authority would return to slumber and the chaos would be vanquished.
This outcome was possible because it seemed that the death authority was being awoken by some force; as long as they dealt with that force, the death authority would fall back into slumber. Chaos seemed endless, but if the two demigods combined their efforts, chaos could also be quelled.
However, the only problem was that the mechanism that had invoked the death authority’s power, the Loom, had now completely vanished, and even the World Tree didn’t know where it had gone, even though the Trans person Margaret had already passed away…
Unluckily or fortunately, they soon discovered that the chaos below seemed to be in conflict with the death authority.
The erupting chaos weirdly suppressed the awakening death authority, becoming tightly intertwined with it. This was why chaos and the Heavenly Lock was the only power perceived as tainted outside the Ideal Nation.
This led to the infeasibility of handling chaos and the death authority separately.
If the demigods were to handle chaos, it would only compress its pressure on the death authority, and once the chaos and the Heavenly Lock’s power completely disappeared, the suppressed death authority would explode out like a tightly coiled spring…
Faced with such a complex situation, a bold thought appeared simultaneously in the minds of the World Tree and the dragon god.
Could it be possible for them to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf, using the chaos they needed to suppress to control the already out-of-control death authority?
By leveraging the unconscious chaos to completely seal the death authority back to its resting place, and then controlling the chaos, limiting its total to an acceptable range.
This idea wasn’t without basis, because at this moment, a neutral, ethereal voice also appeared in their minds.
“Two angels borrowed chaos to steal my power from the Holy Grail, triggering the chaos’s loss of control. Conversely, that chaos is also partially under my control, and I can ensure it won’t get out of hand.”
The last demigod, the Heavenly Lock, had returned to the mortal realm from the end of the world.
Thus, the decision to manage chaos among the three demigods was finalized.
Since thoroughly managing chaos could lead to the death authority’s loss of control, they might as well view them as one problem, simply treating chaos as a lock before the death authority went berserk.
While this might leave some subtle hidden dangers, there were no better methods available now.
This was the first outbreak of chaos in this world, and although the gods had warned them of the severity of this issue beforehand, they wouldn’t have any experience of it without experiencing it personally.
They hadn’t anticipated that the people they had underestimated, the Trans, could trigger such a catastrophe, and their own creation, the Mythical Beings, was also getting involved for various reasons, ultimately leading to the loss of control…
But now was not the time for reflection; the solution was already decided, and in reality, this process lasted only a few seconds before the management by the demigods immediately began.
As colossal as they were, they paid no heed to the faint smile that suddenly appeared on Hela’s face, who had lost consciousness and was extremely weak in Fisher’s embrace.
Fisher, holding her, suddenly felt her body shudder. He quickly looked down to see her pale face, gasping painfully, as if that chaos, like a festering sore, was invading her body moment by moment.
“Hela…”
“Fe… Ha…”
She murmured painfully, her palm tightly gripping Fisher’s hand, as if this could bring her warmth.
“Does it hurt a lot?”
Fisher looked down with concern, but she could only barely squint her eyes to look at his face.
After a brief pause, a forced smile appeared on her face,
“Is it… painful… or not?”
She seemed to want to tease him as she used to, or perhaps didn’t want him to worry, trying to sound casual, but she had no idea her voice had become so weak and hoarse.
Fisher gritted his teeth, pulling the agonizing her into his embrace, feeling her constantly trembling, cold body, and said,
“I will get you out.”
“Uh-huh… Cupid… I believe in you…”
“……”
She was slightly stunned, then smiled helplessly, closing her eyes and resting comfortably in Fisher’s arms, as if she would choose to die in Fisher’s embrace if she had to die instantly.
At that moment, David, who had been wobbling far away, suddenly spoke up,
“Um, excuse me, two of you… Sorry, not to intentionally interrupt you, but David has both good and bad news to tell you, which one do you want to hear?”
“…Bad news.”
Fisher frowned and said.
“The bad news is that David has detected a terrifyingly powerful attack coming from behind. Although we’ve flown far away with you, we seem to still be within the affected range.”
Fisher raised his eyebrows and quickly looked back, only to see the dragon god and the World Tree, both exuding terrifying auras, had completely gathered strength to take action—they were about to resolve the mess of the Ideal Nation.
The distance between them was significant, but it probably wouldn’t matter before the demigods, right?
“…And the good news?”
Swallowing hard, Fisher continued to ask.
“Ah, the good news is that this mechanism has nearly run out of energy after experiencing overload just now, so everything happening here is no longer David’s concern, ha ha ha… Oh, by the way, Sir, it’s a pleasure to serve you; we’ll meet again later!”
“You…”
The next moment, in the midst of Fisher’s expression of pure annoyance and gritted teeth, the bright light on the mechanism beneath them suddenly extinguished, followed by an immediate loss of power, sending Fisher and the others plummeting from mid-air toward the northern section of Dragon Tail Island.
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