Heavenly Thunder rolled, dyeing the world in a shade of purple for a fleeting moment.
By the time the explosive sound reached the distance and entered Xu Chuyao’s ears, the first strike of Heavenly Thunder had already concluded.
It lasted only an instant, but an instant was enough.
“Did it hit? Did it hit!”
“It hit, it hit. Don’t be so quick to celebrate. According to your theory, only one third of the work is done,” the Old Speaker said as he watched the scene from afar.
In truth, he hadn’t even had the chance to act because the battlefield had shifted in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Tian had suddenly fled, and the snake-man Chu Cang had immediately given chase. They had darted away so quickly that there was no time to use any abilities to drive them back.
But as luck would have it, the two had stopped exactly beneath a road sign, where they happened to collide head-on with that earth-shattering Heavenly Thunder.
When the lightning accurately struck the target, the aura of Destruction spread alongside the sound waves. The Old Speaker thought to himself, ‘Do we really need three strikes?’
As the smoke dissipated, the road sign had vanished without a trace, and Zhou Tian was gone as well. As the one named “Greed,” not even ashes remained of him under the Heavenly Thunder; he had been completely annihilated.
However, Chu Cang was still there. The scales and vitality of the snake-man were remarkably resilient; the luster of his scales had only dimmed slightly.
‘Oh, it seems we really do need two more hits.’
Thinking of this, the Old Speaker quickly pressed his earpiece. “Chuyao, where are you placing the next target?”
“Let me see… how about the pedestal on the other main road nearby?”
Since it was all random anyway, Chuyao just picked a spot that looked good to her.
At the site of the previous lightning strike, the Giant Venomous Snake, dozens of meters long, slightly lowered its head and flicked its tongue in resentful pain.
It had indeed blocked the Heavenly Thunder, but the damage dealt was substantial—the snake head and the human face emitted a chilling sound together.
“Hiss… hiss… it hurts, it hurts so much… it hurts, it hurts so much…”
Although one third of Destruction was not enough to cause a qualitative change, it still caused intense agony.
Its entire spinal nerve remained numb for a good while. Nevertheless, it propped its several-meter-high neck up again, a hint of daze appearing in its terrifying vertical pupils.
‘What was I supposed to do next?’
“We should leave this place first,” the human face of Chu Cang on the pillow scales said. “Find a temporarily safe…”
Before he could finish, a figure flying backward streaked past his eyes, instantly catching his dynamic vision. Instinct overrode human reason, and the snake-man pounced forward.
“Hiss hiss hiss!”
***
A few minutes ago, Shen Ning was walking casually along a nearby street. She felt relaxed and leisurely, yet also a bit lost.
The power of the Fifth Rank was formidable. Although she didn’t have many direct feelings about it herself, every time she successfully activated it, it did indeed achieve very useful effects.
But regardless, compared to her previous bold and direct fighting style, this was somewhat… well, boring.
It was as if she knew that her every move now was in coordination with the activation of an ability, such as taking a stroll here.
This was what her brilliant wife had told her—at the beginning of the Butterfly Effect, any behavior could be a catalyst.
‘But this is so dull. I can’t even see the whole battlefield from here. I might as well go find my wife.’ She had heard that Xu Chuyao was on the rooftop of a building with a very good view.
Just then, a man with long hair suddenly ran toward her. He looked like he was fleeing for his life, muttering curses under his breath:
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”
Shen Ning took a glance and felt he looked a bit familiar. Thinking carefully, he seemed to be the man she had met yesterday when she took a wrong turn. His name was Domo, and he was one of those “Faith Eaters.”
In the Era of Chaos, the original belief systems had long been disrupted. Since then, most people who were Faith Eaters pieced things together from various sources and were also called “Chuanzi.”
Domo had long hair tied in a small bun because his temper was too violent, and his sect made him use this method to restrain himself.
But now, he could no longer be restrained.
“Every single one of them is a bastard! Driving us to a dead end, leaving no way to live!”
His Leader had suddenly turned into a monster, his teammates had died mysterious deaths, and the constant threats from the higher-ups had caused him to completely break down, finally releasing his true nature.
He caught sight of the White-haired Twilight Lord standing dozens of meters ahead, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red as if his body were about to catch fire.
“You brat, how dare you stand before me alone! You’re the one who threatened me, aren’t you? I’ll kill you!”
He couldn’t beat the Old Speaker, he couldn’t beat Marshal Wen, and he couldn’t beat General Chu, but could he really not beat a young girl who had only risen to prominence a year ago?
No matter how much of a genius she was, how many ranks could a genius reach in a single year?
Then, Domo was directly blown away by a gust of fierce Wind. The sparks that had just emerged from his body were extinguished instantly, and he flew through the air for a good while before crashing heavily onto a pedestal.
The rage in his brain was cooled slightly by this gust of Wind. As he clutched his aching waist, he was filled with confusion—this Spirit Power, as vast as the sea, did not look like it belonged to someone of the Four Stages.
“Hiss, hiss.”
A massive maw swallowed Domo in one bite from behind, ensuring his confusion would never find an answer.
At almost the same time, the sky overhead turned purple once again, and the second Heavenly Thunder crashed down.
*BOOM!!*
Domo, who had committed the sin of “Anger,” died early in the snake-man’s mouth and managed to avoid being hit by the lightning—though the snake-man was already halfway through digesting him.
In the distance, the Old Speaker scratched his head as he watched this scene.
“Chuyao, does this move of yours really need to charge up?”
It felt as if it could not only be released at any moment but also came with an auto-lock feature—the lightning struck wherever the snake-man ran.
“We’re here. This is the target location I mentioned a few minutes ago,” Xu Chuyao snorted. “It’s not like I hit it; it ran into the strike itself. You heard it—that’s my wife’s skill.”
“…Fair enough.”
The Old Speaker didn’t press further. The Power of Rules at the Fifth Rank was incredibly mysterious. If combined with an information gap, it possessed an extremely strong ability to catch an opponent off guard, so it was generally not something told to others lightly.
To this day, he didn’t know what Wen Shengqing and Chu Cang’s abilities were, and he had no chance to ask now.
Then again, if things continued like this, wouldn’t he just be a spectator? Was the fight really going to rely on two young girls?
“Where is the third target location? I’ve recovered quite well; I can step in to help.”
“You… forget it. Just drive it wherever you want. It’s going to get hit in the end anyway.”
The second Heavenly Thunder had left the snake-man seriously injured. Its body, dozens of meters long, remained stiff on the ground for a long time, and its terrifying head failed to lift for a while.
It was only two thirds, yet the omen of Destruction already hung heavy in its heart.
Just then, sea-blue water seeped out from the ground, spreading toward the snake-man’s massive body.
“This is the old man’s ability… once we’re surrounded by it, we’ll be trapped for a while again, just like before,” the human face of Chu Cang, distorted from the electric shock, said urgently. “In our current state… we absolutely cannot be surrounded!”
Thus, the snake-man suddenly reared its body and slid rapidly toward the other side.
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