Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
The words of the old man of light still echoed in the gods’ ears.
His figure had already turned into a streak of rapidly advancing aurora.
He charged towards the giant hand larger than a planet!
At a certain moment, the tip of the aurora suddenly lit up with an even more dazzling white, a purity of extremity, a terrifying light and heat that even the gods found blinding.
It pulsated like a heart.
And in milliseconds, it suddenly expanded.
A sword was thrust out.
“Hiss—”
The vacuum was shattered by the sword light.
A wisp of a whistle escaped.
Brilliant divine light cut through the silent, dark universe.
It reignited a star in this utter darkness.
It burned fiercely, shining brilliantly.
In an instant, it turned the surroundings into a world of light.
The universe lost its color.
There was only endless white.
The Old Ones’ Retainers’ bodies, the surrounding nebulae, the wriggling planetary belts, the abominations dissolving in wails, including the planet-sized fleshy giant hand.
All were like ink marks drawn on white paper.
Only simple trembling lines described their outlines.
Then, the aurora collided with the fleshy giant hand.
A muffled sound reverberated through the universe.
Golden ring-shaped shockwaves spread outwards.
With this sword strike, the fleshy giant hand was cut by unparalleled sharpness, and instantly ignited by sacred fire. Cracks emitting dazzling golden light spread across the thick flesh like a spiderweb, paving a path of radiance that led to the angels and gods.
Holy light spread, devouring the surrounding flesh until the entire fleshy giant hand was burned to ashes. The path was completely opened, like a broad avenue.
The sword light continued forward.
Passing through the planetary belt, the meteors were instantly scattered by the shockwave, turning into dust.
The planet trembled violently.
It was actually split in two by the sword light.
Only a sword mark with a golden holy light in the center remained.
Under the force of gravity, the severed planet collapsed to the left and right sides. Inside, rolling flesh was revealed. It could be seen that the core of the planet had been corrupted, turning into a giant, pale eyeball.
However, this eyeball had been cut open, with a shining white line passing through it. Faint, terrifying screams could be heard.
As the “planet” vanished.
The figure of the God of Light finally appeared in a holy light. He stood at the end of the path of radiance, with holy flames burning in his eyes, holding a wisp of ultimate light in his hand, six pairs of angel wings spread behind him, and halos rippling outwards, gradually transforming into a magnificent palace.
And he stood on the highest steps.
In front of the throne.
Behind him was a dense legion of angels.
Facing the Old Ones’ Retainers who were eyeing him covetously.
Bayedell slowly sat on the throne.
He raised the wisp of holy light in his hand, pointed it at the surroundings, and roared with laughter:
“Come at me!!”
Meanwhile, on the Cain Continent—
It seemed the twilight did not last long.
The world had already fallen into darkness.
There was no moon tonight.
But the stars overhead were exceptionally clear.
And Xi Wei was rushing towards Winter City with two saintesses.
Gabriel’s condition was basically stable.
But Neriah’s life was continuously draining, her situation somewhat similar to the Elven Empress before.
Disturbances were occurring everywhere along the way, and he gradually felt that some bad things had already erupted.
Just then.
A roar came from high above in the sky.
Xi Wei looked up at the sky, only to see it flicker between light and dark. Then a golden sword mark sliced across the entire sky, filled with dense divine power and holy light energy.
The sword mark flashed and vanished.
It did not linger for long, like a bolt of golden lightning.
But the stars around the sword mark had disappeared.
The sky of the Cain Continent was always dotted with stars, and it was impossible for stars to suddenly disappear. It was as if those stars had been erased by the golden sword mark.
“Shattering a star with one sword… such power should belong to the God of Light.”
Xi Wei’s heart tightened.
Lewenstein could not be contacted, and the system showed no response. All this indicated that the Divine Realm seemed to be in turmoil, and besides the Old Ones, who else could cause such turmoil in the Divine Realm?
When Xi Wei performed his final spatial jump, he finally arrived above Winter City. Compared to when he had left, Winter City had completely changed its appearance.
To the east of Winter City.
Pitch-black ominous clouds spread across the sky.
Accompanied by the terrifying wails of the Old Ones’ Retainers, pale-skinned, four-legged ghouls, Deep Ones that resembled Koutao Mermen, burrowing earthworms wriggling and twisting their tentacles in groups on the ground, ferocious cold spiders, and massive walls of flesh… These abominations that represented chaos and filth were pouring out of the forest continuously.
To the south of Winter City.
Countless fleshy monsters resembling trees, with short, thick legs forming trunks, bodies covered in scarlet eyes and tumors, and crowns formed by tentacles, with tentacles on either side spread out like wings, flew in groups across the sky. Wherever they passed, they left behind a foul decay and a dense black fog.
These young black goats, appearing from who knows where, their dense formations covered almost the entire southern sky of Winter City.
And large numbers of small streams of young black goats were pouring into the Old Ones’ Retainer army surging towards Winter City. Seen from afar, they blotted out the sun, like locusts.
The north and west of Winter City were also filled with Old Ones’ Retainer legions.
To the north, gales swept across the land, and black clouds almost touched the ground.
The rumbling sounds of striking were like drumbeats, dense, vast, and continuous.
Viscous, filthy plague rain poured down, mixed with the energy of the fallen.
The raging rain seemed to want to wash away the entire world, but the rat-faced people rejoiced in the downpour, looking up at the sky and thanking the Lord for his meticulous care. As the cool, viscous plague rain fell on their grey-furred faces, they let out joyous, frenzied laughter.
To the west of Winter City.
A blood moon hung crookedly in the night sky.
Blood-red moonlight scattered across the land, where thousands of giant ground fissures crisscrossed, like wounds cut by blades.
A group of pitch-black, twisted figures wriggled out from these fissures.
They had slimy grey-black bodies, with a cluster of deep red tendrils resembling seaweed at the position of their mouthparts, almost dragging to the ground. With every step they took, their size expanded and changed freely, their forms constantly shifting, but overall, they resembled a group of eyeless toads.
Moon Beasts—the retainers of Nyarlathotep.
This was their first landing on this continent.
But from their charging momentum towards Winter City and their excited screams, it could be seen.
They were very satisfied with this tender and delicious world.
The Old Ones’ Retainers’ attack on Winter City had clearly been going on for some time.
At present, at the city gate, several divine glows flickered, and immense power swiftly reaped the Old Ones’ Retainers lunging towards Winter City. It was, as expected, Loli and the others.
