Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 1256: Chapter 961: Anticipatory Defense

At this moment, each of Huai Shi’s afterimages contains not only his power but also the Source Substance from the great crowd. One could say that each of his reflections is a Raven, a sharp blade of grudge...

To swallow one’s own Source Substance is to be prepared to have one’s throat cut by the blade!

Lu BaiYan thought his Ruins could suppress Huai Shi’s Source Material Transformation, but Huai Shi’s transformation is far from simple like other Great Priestesses’.

It is the highest divine transformation, with power personally granted by Balder!

Unless the Dust World Giant Python comes, it might be better to reconsider.

From the feeling of being torn apart by the sharp blade from inside the body...

Just thinking about it evokes sympathy.

But when Lu BaiYan’s five fingers contracted, intending to crush the grudge inside, he saw the blade swiftly shatter, disintegrating into steel feathers, piercing out from the flesh, and flying away, breaking free of him and the Projection’s body.

Returning to Huai Shi’s surroundings.

Gone and back again!

Under the control of the Casting Furnace, countless blades transform into an iron storm, wildly spinning, shredding all of Lu BaiYan’s reflections!

”Never seen it before, right?”

Amidst the iron storm, Huai Shi raised his hand and snapped his fingers: ”Let me show you something new!”

The ecological cycle of the Mountain Ghost unfolded instantly, with countless evil grasses, poisonous flowers, thorns, and giant trees bursting from the ground, rooted in the deep frozen soil. Venom and Curses spread crazily from every whiff of floral scent.

The cracked and barren land once again transformed into a Paradise for mankind, yet this fragrance and splendor concealed an abyssal darkness and malevolence like an ancient forest.

Responding to him was the expanding black cloud.

On that pallid face was a fierce coldness, swallowing this insignificant blood, murmuring hoarsely: ”How is the Rain God of legend able to stir the wind and rain?”

Under the triple-fold Great Priestess’s blessing, the Celestial Inquiry Mystic Ritual transforms again, the ink sea boiling, forming sky-covering dark clouds, countless icy rain laced with plagues falling.

Where it passes, everything returns to barrenness again.

In the most direct way, forcibly crushing Huai Shi’s ecological domain, but this still wasn’t the end.

”When dusk thunders, what worry is there for return?”

How could one return amidst the thunder and rain, and cloudy night?

Thus, thunder brewed in the dark clouds, countless sharp lightning descended, piercing the iron storm surrounding Huai Shi. Meanwhile, in the world enveloped by clouds and rain, the depth suddenly began to soar, locking inside and out, forming a narrow Hell.

Then, the Crown of National Mourning once again radiated light.

The triple-fold Great Priestess lifted her palms again, clasping tightly with ten fingers.

”—How large is the snake that swallows an elephant?”

The narrow hell roared, the ink sea boiled, Ruins manifested again, transforming from a void gate into a looming, sinister Giant Serpent, descending from the sky.

As if it would swallow the entire realm, it lunged at Huai Shi within the cage of storm.

What responded to it was the furious roar of the Giant Bull!

The burning blaze erupted once more.

The icy rain was shattered, even the branches of the Remaining Evils of the World were torn apart in the vast sweep of fiery winds, opening a direct path toward the opened mouth of the Giant Serpent.

—Source Incarnation·Anger!

Under extreme interpretation stacking, the activated Source Armament tore apart the projection of the Giant Serpent, soon covered again by endless ink butterflies.

But when Huai Shi raised his hand again, the crowd of grudge-filled Ravens unfolded their wings from the nightmare, transforming into a torrent of iron light, crossing the endless darkness!

A nimble White Deer broke through the darkness, emerging from the sea!

The sharp light of the Spear of Compassion appeared.

Strike down!

—Extreme Intent · Symphony!

As the rhythm of the snowfield thundered, condensed into one, the long spear crossed immense distances at unimaginable, terrifying speed.

Now, it was right within reach!

”Where is the stability for the turtle carrying the mountain?”

The triple-fold Great Priestesses roared low in unison, Miracle Imprint·Heavenly Questions changed again!

How can the giant turtle carrying the divine mountain maintain stability?

Thus, the phantom of ten thousand green mountains emerged from the ink sea, forming a barrier of thousands of mountains overlapping, immediately collapsing!

It crumbled layer by layer.

Like splitting bamboo, tearing apart the phantom of the Great Priestess ahead, finally stopping before Lu BaiYan’s hands.

Just a hair’s breadth from his face.

”Is that all you’ve got, Lu BaiYan.”

Now, the Great Priestess looked down upon his opponent, seemingly smiling, yet fiery flames burned in his eyes, as if incredulously mocking:

”Can’t be, right?”

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At this moment, beyond the spyglass, countless minds were stirred by this confrontation.

From the Current Circumstances, the Border, and even Hell...

In mere moments, the duel between two generations of Great Priestesses left every viewer breathless, eyes wide, unwilling to relax for an instant.

In Dongxia, in the office of Xuan Niao, only the crunching sound remained in front of the television.

It was Kua Fu pouring chips into his mouth.

”Ah, worthy of the Cowherd from the Heavenly Kingdom, these moves are truly appetizing!” He marveled: ”Look at this audiovisual spectacle, extraordinary indeed, extraordinary!”

Speaking, he wiped the salt crumbs off his hands onto the sofa beside him.

Next to him, Di Ting’s eye twitched slightly, looked down at the scattered debris on the ground and sofa, then turned back to the gently smiling Xuan Niao by the window, inwardly lighting a candle for his old brother.