The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 401 Back then 1
The fog that had lingered in the sky for days ceased, and the snow-like ashes all over the ground melted into nothingness under the sunlight.

And in between the two is the rush of traffic that is converging in a hurry.

Federal central officials, local state governments, secret services, military and police systems, and countless people with different identities are taking action for their own positions.

Due to the unknown changes, all the townspeople in the fog were almost wiped out, except for the refuges guarded by a few elite transcendents.

The number of casualties needs to be calculated in tens of thousands, a figure that even exceeds that of some regional conflicts. This is an appalling disaster in any modern country.

As for the federal mainland, the last time such a tragic situation occurred was during the Civil War.

Even for a federal bureaucracy that has legal buck-passing etched into its system, this was a bombshell enough to send a whole bunch of people out of office.

Everyone's eyes were red, they were making phone calls and arguing.

Amid the noise and strife, a faint shadow passed across the sky, and a sleek mechanical creature rose up, like a nimble mountain falcon, breaking through the clouds and flying away.

"So something big happened?" Zhu Mingyao glanced through the thick transparent glass window.

The Fengbo True Shape Symbol outside the machine stirred up the spiritual light and pushed away the air, stirring up the clouds and flying catkins. The silver-shining aircraft flew in another direction at a faster speed than when it came.

As the chief hero who personally killed the core of the fog monster and ended this extraordinary disaster, the big event he mentioned naturally referred to something else.

Anyone who saw that all the powerful people present, including those from official and non-governmental organizations, did not even have time to deal with post-war work and had to retreat collectively in an emergency could have guessed something.

"That should be it. I've never seen Uncle Lai so nervous."

Bai Ziyuan leaned against the sofa, restraining his usual leisurely demeanor.

"Gather all the experts from all walks of life under the Chamber of Commerce, from all schools and sects, and above the Xiantian realm, to the headquarters in San Francisco to be ready for battle and to set off at any time. It's really a grand scene."

He said with a serious expression and a look of emotion.

Zhu Mingyao nodded in agreement. When he left, he had a brief conversation with the two little witches and learned that they had also received similar instructions from the organization and had to rush back immediately to regroup.

It can be seen that the impact of this incident is far-reaching and cannot be compared with the previous minor incidents.

"But why can't you explain it clearly? It's so mysterious..." Bai Ziyuan's eyes drifted to the side.

"You two little guys are talking nonsense right in front of me. Do you think I am air?"

Lai Henry, who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion to regulate his breathing, opened his eyes helplessly and scolded unhappily.

"You seem to be in a bad mood. This may help to lighten the mood. This matter is also recorded in the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars and is called 'Entertaining Parents with Colorful Clothes.'" Bai Ziyuan grinned and made a weird expression.

"It's no use trying to be funny. I can't take you there for the time being." Exhaling the stagnant air that had accumulated from excessive exertion, the old man said solemnly.

"The situation is extremely dangerous and complicated. The specific reasons are bound by a strong oath of secrecy. I can only reveal one thing - it is an extremely serious erosion of the alien space. If it goes wrong, it will destroy the land for thousands of miles."

"Isn't that similar to the situation this time? It's too much of a coincidence!" Zhu Mingyao's heart moved, as if he had grasped something.

"You're right. I just figured it out. This matter has fallen into the calculations of others from the beginning to the end." Lai Henry looked grim.

"You should know the meaning of [borrowing an object to replace a form] in mysticism."

The two were stunned when they heard this. For qualified practitioners, this concept is basic common sense. Borrowing objects to replace one's body is a very common type of magic in Taoism. From the low-level straw man substitute, puppet magic, paper boat capsizing, to the high-end Li Dai Tao Zang to avoid death and escape disaster, all belong to this category.

Or to be more specific, in almost all existing magic systems, "Shape Substitution" is a large category, and everyone has similar methods.

The principle of this kind of magic is called "true form" in Taoism, and some schools call it "law of similarity".

In other words, like breeds like, that is, like effects must have the same cause. Based on the "law of similarity", the caster deduces that he can achieve his goal simply by imitating the object of the spell; witchcraft based on this is called "simulation witchcraft" or "homeopathic witchcraft".

You look like the statue in my hand. If I attack the statue, you will be hurt.

The Son of God dipped into water to wash away sin and filth, so I can dispel the curse by baptizing with pure water.

Although the two forms are different, their core is unified.

In short, this type of technique uses the "connections between similar things" to achieve various effects.

"You mean, someone is simulating a certain scenario, just like the Seven Arrows Book curse?" Bai Ziyuan thought of a possibility.

"It's the opposite, isn't it?" After all, as a second-generation man, Zhu Mingyao's mind is more active, or in other words, his imagination is bigger:
"The survivors suddenly went crazy and became fanatical followers of the extraordinary. Their strange behaviors don't seem like a curse, but more like... a sacrifice?"

"That's right. The person behind the scenes used remote control to replicate a tragedy that happened that year. Taking advantage of the high similarity between the two parties, he harvested thousands of souls and teleported them over, breaking the seal that had been maintained with great difficulty in one fell swoop. The situation is almost completely out of control."

Lai Henry smiled bitterly, "So now all of us old guys who participated in the incident are rushing over there."

He looked troubled and sighed inexplicably:

"The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. The door was closed too tightly at the beginning. Now there is a fire inside. If we want to find more people to help put out the fire, we have to break the [lock] on our mouth first..."

He paused abruptly, looked in the direction of the plane, and said seriously, "We are almost there. I will go down first. You guys hurry back to prepare for the battle. Don't take it lightly. When everyone agrees, it will be your turn to shine!"

After he finished speaking, a clear light emanated from his body, and the Qian and Gen hexagrams overlapped, presenting an image of Tianshan Escape.

The voices were still there, but the figures were faint. Thousands of meters in the sky, they were just strolling leisurely.

Everyone had high IQs and knew what was important and urgent. They were not as curious as the characters in stupid movies and TV shows who insisted on following to take a look. Instead, they immediately turned around.

Before leaving, Zhu Mingyao used his divine eye to look as far as he could, but he saw a dark spot reaching up to the sky in the distance among the majestic Appalachian Mountains.

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Broken limbs were scattered all over the ground, and blood had dyed the soil purple.

A young corpse in a military uniform was twisted into a knot like a rag, with pale eyes staring at the sky in horror.

White feathers of light fell, purifying the resentment and closing the unwilling eyes.

The old nun finished her prayers in sorrow, turned around and walked to an open space, then asked slowly:
"Is everyone here?"

(End of this chapter)