Chapter 160: Return
The sky grew ever darker as the tornadoes converged at the center. A strong force started to suck them in. Xiao Lin, Lilith, and even the high priest in his spiritual form were all affected by the tornado, as they could not help but be sucked in.
The fight stopped abruptly and no one had any way to continue it. The force behind the tornado was terrifying and did not only affect flesh and physical objects. Even the holy light that Xiao Lin shot out, Lilith’s flames and Asabanor’s formless spiritual attacks were sucked inside. It was like a limitless blackhole.
Xiao Lin took out his dagger and stabbed it into a crack on the floor, trying to resist the tornado, but it was absolutely useless. The dagger that Lilith gave him was of good quality, but it only held on for two seconds before snapping in half. At that moment, the tornado was less than a hundred meters away from them.
Woosh!
Xiao Lin and Lilith were blown into the air. They could no longer control their own bodies and could only stare as the tornado got closer and closer.
Was his twenty odd years of life going to end there?
He had not even seen the sights of the New World.
His parents were still waiting for him on Earth.
How could he die here?
How could he die now!
If only he had just a bit more power.
If only he had the ability to turn this around.
Indignance, anger, pain and regret... A lot of feelings rapidly flew by in Xiao Lin’s heart. He let out a hopeless cry of rage in the air.
It could have been his hallucination, but somehow, in the howling tornado, he managed to make out a low voice. It was like when he was in the spiritual world filled with light, when that familiar voice said to him, “Well then. It’s all yours now.”
In the next second, an intense light shot out of Xiao Lin. In the darkness it looked like a large star, emitting endless light and warmth. Within the white light, rows of tadpole-like words began to shoot out his body, spinning around him, constantly rising.
As the words increased, their speed increased as well. The uncountable words suddenly merged, forming a black pa.s.sage that pierced through the shattered sky, heading toward the end of the world.
In the middle of the light, Xiao Lin felt that the tornado had lost all effect on him as he floated toward the end of the pa.s.sage. He stretched out, trying to pull Lilith in from outside the pa.s.sage, especially since the latter had realized it was possibly the way out and was also struggling to get closer. However, under the influence of the tornado, her struggles were futile.
A sharp cry could be heard that sounded close, yet far. Xiao Lin turned around and looked and he suddenly cursed in his heart. Asabanor’s shadow was also rushing toward him. Just how deep was that man’s hatred?
At that moment, the high priest looked to be in pathetic shape. The grey shadow was already broken down in many ways and was like a ripped up piece of cloth, filled with holes, trying to fly but unable. It was likely the influence of the tornado; his strength was rapidly deteriorating, but the b*stard was still a crazy old man who had lived for centuries. Even under immense power, he was still struggling to move toward the black pa.s.sage.
He was very slow, but still getting closer. The tornado grew more and more powerful, and the shadow was slowly fading. The grey shadow’s power was visibly disappearing and it was obvious that if the high priest lost all energy in his spiritual state, he would disappear forever.
Xiao Lin could not do anything but watch.
After 15 seconds, the high priest had lost his waist.
After 30 seconds, even one of his shoulders disappeared.
After 40 seconds, he was only left with his head, but he finally touched the black pa.s.sage. The pa.s.sage seemed to have its own domain, and within the domain, the influence of the tornado could not be felt.
Right before the high priest’s head entered the domain, a chain made of fire suddenly shot out, capturing the shadow. Lilith had used the last of her strength on her Red Lotus Blade.
Boom!
The world finally collapsed, but Lilith’s chain was pulled into the black pa.s.sage along with the high priest, speeding up and disappearing into nothingness.
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In New Washington, the weather was not so great and the dark skies looked very gloomy. There was a drizzle, but the rain was not too heavy, yet it looked like it would last for a while.
The city had quieted down by a lot thanks to the blood moon, but thanks to the city hall giving a lot of incentives for trade and migration, including lowering the rent and reducing taxes, alongside the fact that the Americans had gained a lot of trust from the natives in those years, the city had regained some of its l.u.s.ter.
The city hall was very encouraged by this, but the Foreign Affairs Department did not partic.i.p.ate in the joy. Johnson was currently incredibly frustrated in his office. Even though the autumn air was cool, his thin shirt was still drenched with sweat.
During the afternoon, Dawn Academy sent yet another investigation team over. Johnson had planned on following the city hall’s suggestion, treating them like the first investigation team by placating them with food and drink and pushing the matter aside.
However, the moment the investigation team arrived, Johnson knew it would not be as simple as the first time before he even met the team. The investigation team arrived on a naval warship from Dawn Academy’s capital.
It would take two to three months to get there from Dawn City by ship, even if the journey was smooth, but the group of people arrived in half a month, which meant they were on a very advanced warship. They did not travel back to Earth to get there, but chose to arrive by sea in the New World, which meant they were at least Gold-rank and above, since at that rank, they could no longer return to Earth, which left them only the naval route.