Returning from the abyss

Chapter 1525 The Triple Gods Surrounding Violet City

After the familiar yet strange feeling of "wild plague" became a reality in this world, Lu Ning thought of the apocalypse that Poirot had described and that he had experienced.

The stained sky has already written ominous signs before everyone's eyes, and no one can ignore it. A newly born god has announced his arrival, regardless of the medium through which he does so.

At the same time, Vanessa, who had just waited for the poison gas to dissipate, felt the tremor of the weapon in her hand.

After getting used to the weapon, Vanessa hadn't heard the plague making sounds in her mind for a long time. Most of the time, she could use its various functions with ease, and even if she felt a little sluggish, it was because her own martial arts skills were not yet proficient.

But now she heard it again, a sharp warning. The "wild plague" did not rejoice at the arrival of another being. All the echoes spreading in Vanessa's mind repelled it, emphasizing "the end of fate."

Before anyone could react, a second unusual color suddenly appeared in the sky.

It was a pure, pristine silver, seemingly reflecting the scenery below, yet in reality, it remained a blur. Beneath this pure silver, where the chill swept by, all color vanished, leaving only a crystal-clear transparency.

Rosemerada keenly sensed the familiarity within these two divine powers.

"We must congratulate that old man; his lifelong pursuit has finally yielded results. It's just unknown whether this result is the result of his hard work or a gift from the Plague King who was frightened into submission."

“You didn’t tell me about this sight.” The serpent dragon looked warily at the two colors in the sky that seemed to be dividing its territory. “Two gods, neither of whom you created.”

“That’s precisely why we should speed things up.” Rosemerada took out a small square box. “I sincerely hope to see that the gods I create are no less than these two.”

In the black and red center, a rapidly spinning die is constantly projecting cross-sections of the world. D13, having lost everyone, is continuously filtering calamities from various timelines. However, soon, a hand passes through the chaotic light and shadow, grasps the die, and a gelatinous substance envelops it, also obscuring the world projections.

It was Vanessa in heavy armor, a barbed skeletal saber hanging at her waist, her body clad in black and red armor and a dark cloak that resembled a living being. In her left hand she gripped a D13, and in her right, she carried a heavy machine gun taller than herself. Her arm armor was inlaid with countless transistors in a double-helix pattern, within which flowed a murky liquid of varying colors.

Beneath her slightly disheveled bangs, one eye had been replaced with a golden mechanical eye, its blood-red pupil resembling the eyeballs that accompany every Warning Pivot cultivator. The calm, even cold, aura emanating from her other eye was hardly good news for anyone.

“Powerful isolation…” She brought the D13, which had turned into a ball of glue, close to the armor. The armor absorbed it directly, and then began to observe the world that had summoned her.

The rules, built upon generations of holy wars and the sacrifice of countless divine lives, are remarkably robust. Anyone entering this world is inevitably bound by these rules. The Red Lady merely climbed one more level before directly entering the void of the divine realm, not to mention Vanessa—"The Plague"—who had already attained divine status.

For this reason, she, along with another deity who appeared in response to her, began to pollute the space with their own power upon their appearance, transforming this place into their temporary divine kingdom, just as they had done when Spinning Star descended.

But temporary measures are only temporary. If the "Red Giant" could see the positions of the seven gods of the church, the "Wild Plague" could naturally see them as well. She raised her head and looked at the sky expressionlessly.

confusion.

She saw that the fire in the cohesive furnace core was still burning, but the fuel was already running dry. The fire, which was said to be eternal, might be met with desolation in a few hundred years.

She also knew that the lush garden of the Fountain of Youth was actually shrinking; although there weren't many withered plants on the edges, its area was shrinking year by year.

And on the Hundred-Eyed Tree, how many eyes can still watch over the various worlds now? The prisoners within the Crimson Prison Guardians are already too many to kill. The next great hunt by the Wind-Dwelling Wolf Soul has likely been postponed indefinitely, for its hunting grounds are now empty. The Pure Tower has accumulated too much sin; its filth is no longer suitable for any cultivator seeking to mend the cracks in their heart.

The most distant of all, the Nine-Day Clock, seems to have existed since the farthest time, its hands having already passed the halfway point of the seventh day. The ancient one seems to be silently foreshadowing that time is coming to an end.

Huangyi bowed slightly to the divine kingdom beyond the sky. She had no intention of criticizing the gods. The gods' favor towards this world was already great enough. Even if this could not be measured by human morality, Huangyi, who retained human thinking, could judge it from this perspective.

But she will not leave this place. No matter how much respect she has for these gods, her will after becoming a god has been decided. Unless she is forcibly sent back to her own world, nothing can stop her from bringing this world into her own divine kingdom.

“I am not the only one with a clear mind and a deep understanding of the gods.” Huang Yi looked at another silver sky, then at the south. “Moreover, the Ark of this world has not yet been released. Indeed, Pan De’ang of this world is not dead yet, and he is worth my try.”

She reached into the armor, pulled a javelin out of it, and then threw it.

A sonic boom cloud unfolded at the end of the spear, the black and red cleaving the city ahead like sharp wedges, carrying away the pollution. At the same time, the silver in the distance sensed her attack; colorless cubes immediately began to stack in space, breaking the black and red cleavage into the smallest possible cubes before swallowing its color.

The two sides were evenly matched in terms of offensive and defensive speed, but Huangyi's abilities were clearly not limited to this.

She started walking in that direction.

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Lu Ning's expression was already quite bad. With two gods involved, and variables compounding upon variables, she was unsure whether events would continue in the direction predetermined by fate.

Everyone knows that fate is a rule when needed, and a means to be broken when not needed. It absolutely cannot be used to restrict the gods, since the gods themselves represent fate, and therefore she doesn't want to see any god interfere in this situation.

This anxiety made her fingers rub together slowly, a spell brewing within her.

"Touching the Stars," she longed for another celestial strike to eliminate all these troublesome gods, even if that god was Vanessa in disguise.

But she suppressed her anxiety. After all, avoiding interference was her own guiding principle, so the unexpected situation was simply an inevitable consequence of that approach. Since her resourceful friends didn't object to this situation, she had nothing to say.

Fortunately, she had already arrived at the Minute Church with her entourage, where Veronica and her people greeted her at the entrance. "Pharmacist."

"Veronica, is everything arranged?"

"Apart from the thousand combat personnel, everyone else has been moved to the pre-dug shelter. However, the shelter was not built to withstand attacks from gods; we don't have the materials. And those defensive spells we've set up... will probably be useless."

“Then we can only keep the threat out,” Lu Ning said. “Veronica, you’re smart. You probably already know what the sky looks like. Go tell those combatants that it’s normal if they don’t want to fight. Let them take refuge as well.”

“…I understand. Montaro, Sarah, you two stay here and don’t leave the apothecary’s side.” After saying that, Veronica hurriedly turned back to make arrangements for the others.

“Montalo, Sarah, Joshua, Evangeline,” Lu Ning called out the four names. “You should all understand your identities and the significance of this battle. Someone must have told you before that the six of you couldn’t get together, because you are the key to Rosemerada’s god-making plan. But now… I’m afraid things have changed.”

Joshua and Evangeline, who had followed along, didn't seem to mind, but Montaro and Sarah found it hard to accept.

“Pharmacist, I’m afraid we can’t accept the descent of another god.” Montaro mustered his courage and voiced his objection. “Perhaps not us, but any god could bring about the end of this fragile Violet City.”

“So we need to guide a god who won’t cause that kind of situation. In other words, we need a guardian deity.” Lu Ning decided not to wait any longer. “Rosmerada doesn’t intend to elevate herself to that position; she just needs to be born. And for us, a god-level fighting force that can side with us is essential.”

"You don't mean you, do you?" Sarah asked, looking surprised.

“No, it has been verified that I cannot become a god capable of bestowing favors, and neither can Vanessa.” Lu Ning shook her head. “I hope you can choose Veronica or Bavotley.”

“If that’s your opinion, we’ll definitely choose Veronica. But is becoming a god really a good thing?” Joshua couldn’t help but speak up. “We’ve seen those gods; they’re either insane or dead. None of them are normal. Even Bavotley—”

“Bavotley said that a god would end this chaotic world, even the era of holy war, so that god should be able to be born here,” Lu Ning said. “If Rosemerada wants it, let her do it. What we need to do now is to understand the plague she has spread here, and to prevent those two gods from causing irreversible damage… no, wait.”

Lu Ning paused for a moment, then added, "In other words, we can also make use of this."

"Um... Pharmacist, I'm not sure if this is a good idea," Evangeline, the most composed of them all, couldn't help but speak up. "We can't guarantee the gods' inclinations, and Rosemerada is our enemy. We can't possibly know what kind of gods she creates will become—"

“If my judgment of Rosemerada is correct, she should not care about the nature of divinity, but about creation itself. We have plenty of room to maneuver in this.”

“Then we probably need to remind Gatel and Marian, those two… um?” Evangeline suddenly frowned, looked up, and Joshua noticed at the same time.

Why are they both going back?

"They've encountered an unexpected situation!" Joshua exclaimed hastily. "They wouldn't have returned unless they'd faced a formidable enemy they couldn't handle!"

"They're back!"

Vanessa had already teleported back into the church. She had spotted the two of them, but wasn't surprised by their return. After all, returning in case of unforeseen circumstances was part of their pre-arranged plan.

Even at the risk of divine intervention, it is impossible to sacrifice these children; that is the fundamental principle.

Lu Ning immediately told Vanessa her thoughts. Vanessa was taken aback for a moment, but hesitated.

Unfortunately, time did not allow her to hesitate. She had already sensed the arrival of the Serpent Dragon and Rosemerada as they stepped into the colony's range.

Veronica rushed out of the shelter. Seeing the people outside, she hurriedly called out, "Some of them aren't feeling well! They all came to us later. Although we prepared isolation rooms in advance, it seems we don't have enough now!"

“It’s a plague,” Lu Ning said.

“Veronica, calm down! What are their symptoms? It’s definitely the plague. Rosemaryda is preparing for a final gamble; those people are infected!” Vanessa strode over and quickly transformed the Plague back into its gun form. “I’m here to check. You take some men to guard the church. Rosemaryda and the Serpent Dragon have arrived!”

"I see!"

Lu Ning didn't go down with them. After all, she wasn't a pharmacist and didn't have the ability to save lives in critical moments. In fact, she might be more helpful in combat. She quickly prepared three plague bullets and then checked the magazines she was carrying.

“The fact that the Serpent Dragon could get here means that Instructor Charles and his men's interception may have failed,” Lu Ning whispered to Veronica. “How many people are left?”

"Thirty-four people were unwilling to face the gods, so I sent them to take refuge. The rest are holding their posts. As soon as they show themselves, we will attack them directly."

"Hmm... okay, Veronica, would you like to become a god?" Lu Ning suddenly asked.

“I—what did you say?” Veronica clearly hadn’t expected this question. “Become a god? Me? I haven’t even mastered many fourth-tier spells yet.”

“That is not a condition.” Lu Ning looked at the golden light that was beginning to rise in the distance. The light extended along the river, transformed into the shape of a dragon, and then diffused the surrounding land, stabilizing the framework. Most of the southern region was enveloped in this golden light, and everything on the ground was rapidly transforming into the hull of a ship.

Rose Merada wasn't there to fight at all; she immediately started her experiment.