Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 609 Before the Hall
The light emanating from the prototype lighthouse, which had made some noise, first benefited Deville and Cheva, who were engaged in a fierce battle with the carrot.

Deville and Cheva's power was instantly amplified, and they swept around a huge white pillar with the force of splitting the heavens and earth, smashing it down on Radish and Rabi.

The white pillar crumbled instantly, and even with the enhancement, it still couldn't suppress Robert and Lavi by much.

Deville and Cheva looked even more disheveled at this point, while on the other side, Robert and Rabi, although the two sides were evenly matched on the field, the difference in their losses alone was evident.

It's just that Carrot and Rabi haven't found a way to quickly eliminate the enemy's manpower yet, but they're still beating Deville and Cheva the whole time.

The most troublesome aspect of the power of love is not that it can suddenly unleash something incredibly destructive.

This is a force that is more inclined towards maintenance and continuous life.

When Jiang Qiang unleashed his "Family Love Fist," the first effect was to instantly heal his severely injured body, followed by the earth-shattering punch.

Deville and Cheva are in a similar situation.

The first thing that's clear is that the core keyword for both of their abilities is actually "dance steps." Deville's movements are expansive and powerful, while Cheva's are elegant and delicate; they are essentially a combination of two different styles of dance steps.

As for these white pillars, they symbolize both "spotlights" and "stages".

The dance of love would keep them from ever stopping. As long as their love existed, they would dance forever.

Their bodies and spirits will combine in a way that transcends everything, and they will quickly reform no matter how many times they are interrupted.

During the dance, the most lethal aspects of Deville's dance steps are revealed without any concealment.

The combination of the two is practically a perpetual motion machine of idealism.

With the help of the prototype lighthouse, their strength increased significantly. Although they still couldn't hurt Carrot and Rabi, it became much more difficult for them to get close.

Once you get caught up in the dance steps, your rhythm will be disrupted, making it difficult to use some of your abilities smoothly.

Just now, Carrot and Rabbi were a little confused as to why the two of them had been holding onto their Mind Overlay without using it even after fighting for so long. In this situation, the Lamplighter should have no reason to hold back and not use it.

It's no wonder now, because their perfectly synchronized dance moves are a reflection of their inner world!
It wasn't as vast as the mental images I'd seen before, which seemed like tiny worlds, but it was far more difficult to deal with.

Even though Carrot and Rabbi used a series of powers that were sufficient to target the White World, they were all blocked without exception.

The power of love resolved the weakness of the Lamplighter's power, and for the first time, Deville and Cheva were able to unleash their power so unrestrainedly.

Longing runs rampant between their dance steps, yet the pure white elements do not burn out uncontrollably, but instead shine even brighter in a seemingly inextinguishable flame.

“Given our current state, we can only continue this stalemate with them, and the chances of finding a weakness are slim… This is the first time, apart from Mr. Puppet, that I’ve felt so helpless against a power. Even when I was facing the Lamplighter alone, I wasn’t this troubled,” Rabi said to Carrot.

Radish nodded slightly, also finding it difficult to comprehend the power gushing forth from some kind of sincere emotion.

Even the white color, which is criticized for its exclusionary nature, does not resist this force; in fact, they reinforce each other to an even more troublesome degree.

“Beep…”

Rabbi agreed with Radish's opinion.

If they can't win at home, they'll have to pull out all the stops.

The prototype lighthouse seemed to have only just finished observing Deville and Cheva's group before belatedly casting its light towards the wedding courtyard.

In the hall, although some tables and chairs were overturned and the floor was damaged, the wedding decorations were only slightly messy. Despite the limited space, the scene was spared from extensive damage in the face of the battle between the four masters.

Xu Wenli's skill in protecting rituals is evident. However, if he could so easily execute and defeat Fan Zhonghong, he might be slightly happier now.

Xu Wenli's immediate combat ability is the weakest among the four.

Li Meng was originally unknown, and no one had ever heard of his past achievements. However, after activating the Death Treasury, the scythe of death energy in his hand caused the most significant damage to his protective ritual.

Although Li Meng was also preventing Li Miaosheng from directly opening the gate of life, and their goals overlapped to some extent, Xu Wenli still had to constantly clean up the mess and maintain the ceremony.

In this situation, his aging body and energy, as well as his already insufficient ritual skills compared to Fan Zhonghong, appeared even more inadequate.

Even with his advanced age and frailty, plus the cunning Li Meng, they were no match for Fan Zhonghong and Li Miaosheng.

The only saving grace was that Li Miaosheng was also focused on opening the gate of life, so he wouldn't be fully committed to the battle. Fan Zhonghong, on the other hand, was in extremely poor condition for some unknown reason, as if he was about to collapse at any moment. This prevented Li Meng from being completely overwhelmed by the newcomers.

Even so, if it weren't for Li Meng's various novel tricks, his fate would probably not have been much better.

At that moment, the light from the prototype lighthouse shone, giving Xu Wenli, whose heart was sinking, renewed hope.

Li Miaosheng's expression changed: "Something is being added to the ritual!"

Fan Zhonghong quickly looked at the prototype lighthouse that had lit up in the distance: "Is that thing... really about to wake up?"

“That was the assistance that the central government of Dadu originally intended to provide me. Li Miaosheng was supposed to join forces with him to promote the evolution of the people of Dadu,” Xu Wenli explained.

Seeing this, Li Meng laughed and said, "So the rumor was true. I just wonder if this is truly the will of the legendary one, or merely an empty shell that has been imitated?"

Xu Wenli waved his hand, and countless white talismans flew out from his body, merging back into the ritual set up in the courtyard: "The time I've delayed has been worthwhile. I'm going to revise this already initiated ritual and force it back on track! Li Meng, hold off Zhong Hong! He doesn't have many talismans left!"

"I know." Li Meng's small eyes kept glancing at his daughter, but he still held up his sickle and charged towards Fan Zhonghong.

Li Miaosheng looked at Fan Zhonghong, whose expression was stern: "Don't worry about me, just focus on opening the door."

"But your condition..."

Fan Zhonghong had used up a lot of talismans in the battle with Li Busi, and had also exhausted a lot of them after fighting his way in from outside. Moreover, the injuries Li Busi had inflicted on him were not without their effects. Although he was not instantly killed by Li Busi opening the Death Gate because he had activated the Death Treasure, he had lost a lot of blood under the fierce attack.

Although he is a top-notch ritual master, for a ritualist, charging into battle without any home ground advantage and relying solely on his stockpile of ritual talismans makes sustained high-intensity combat too strenuous.

Fan Zhonghong fought in a disadvantageous position throughout the entire battle; if it weren't for Tian Shengzang, he wouldn't have been able to get past Li Busi.

However, this is not a problem.

A true genius is one who does what they want and does what others cannot!
Li Meng's scythe slashed down, and blackish-gray flames erupted from Fan Zhonghong's body, signifying that he too was beginning to use the power of the Dead's Lair to fight back.

The fist and scythe collided repeatedly in a short period of time, the clanging sounds spreading outwards, and a large amount of death energy dissipated, annihilating the surrounding matter.

"Even after fighting to this point, with so few talismans left to activate the ritual, you can still forcefully clash with me using only your physical martial arts? What an excellent son-in-law." Li Meng sighed with a smile, feeling his hands, which were holding the scythe, go weak and sore from the continuous collisions.

In Fan Zhonghong's eyes, the arrogance of the dead was burning.

Li Meng suddenly took out a badge with a dog's head engraved on it, looking back. Just one glance at it could feel a kind of desecration of white: "But I do have a little insight here."

Fan Zhonghong and Li Miaosheng were both startled and immediately sensed something was wrong.

That badge contains a profound power from the dark world!

(End of this chapter)