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Chapter 59 Become a Star in the Sky! BOOM! (3k)

The flickering flames and shadows tore the blue-green torrent to shreds.

The torrent attempted to rise again, but ultimately convulsed and collapsed.

"How could this be?"

Van Gogh was utterly astonished.

As the lucky one to face the [New Moon Ember Oath Saint Slash] for the first time, he felt the suffocating sharpness of that secret technique.

—This is absolutely a top-tier inheritance! This kind of secret technique is not something that just anyone can pull out!
...[Van Gogh] could not actually accept that his "Starry Night" was surpassed by Bai Zhou.

After all, this kid is too unexpected. A mere Level 3 Extraordinary Person actually possesses two extremely rare and precious "Extraordinary Weapons"!

Having mastered top-tier secret techniques, wielding two extraordinary weapons, and possessing the home-field advantage.

Heaven knows where this kid learned such a hodgepodge of things, a bunch of fancy rituals he couldn't understand, strengthening Bai Zhou while weakening himself.

—If he wasn't mistaken, even Bai Zhou's clothes seemed to have some special effects!
During his fight with Bai Zhou, Van Gogh felt himself being highlighted as Shi Ji, the poor goddess who had been secretly cultivating in a grotto for a thousand years...

—This white boat has so much equipment it's almost as much as Nezha!
If it weren't for the major's unwavering intelligence, Van Gogh would have thought that Bai Zhou was the son of some powerful and influential figure!
The fact that a level 4 player lost to a level 3 player is not his fault!
Besides, he might not actually have lost...

—That's what Van Gogh was thinking.

But the problem is...

He discovered that the secret techniques Bai Zhou unleashed only contained the power of "mind" and "body".

Moreover, the power of the "heart" is still quite disordered, indicating that it is not well controlled.

—Is Bai Zhou a Level 2 Extraordinary?
How could he possibly be a Level 2 Extraordinary?!

Even right in front of him, after the promotion!

The mastermind [Van Gogh] was dumbfounded.

Everyone assumed that Bai Zhou was a Level 3 Extraordinary.

But now, Van Gogh finally understands how to solve all the mysteries shrouded in ambiguity...

This kid initially stayed in the base to train hard, then struggled to defeat the Level 2 Extraordinary Han adjutant, and then unexpectedly turned the tables and killed Lieutenant Qian and the [Swordholder]—

It's because he's only a Level 1 Extraordinary!
He's getting stronger and stronger! His growth is phenomenal!
Up to now, Level 2 Extraordinary!
But whose level 2 extraordinary ability could possess such a powerful and violent spirituality, comparable to level 3 extraordinary ability?

"puff--"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his emaciated body swayed precariously.

With a "snap"—

He struck the ground heavily with his walking stick, and only then did he regain his footing.

Clearly, the loss of the secret technique of Crazy Silver Moon, the core of "Starry Night", has had a significant backlash against him.

However, the white boat on the other side was even more exaggerated.

He looked like a sickly ghost, his face was frighteningly pale, as if all the blood in his body had been drained.

He was panting heavily, but he was taking in more air than he was exhaling. Each inhale was like a broken bellows pumping wildly, and there was clear blood at the corner of his mouth.

Overwhelmed by the sheer volume of rituals performed at once, igniting the spirituality of the entire body, and unleashing the extraordinary weapon under such strain…

They survived thanks to the "adventurer's" thick skin and tough flesh.

Doesn't the story always say that adventurers like to break through on the spot and suddenly unleash their power, shouting nonsense about bonds and courage before chopping the great demon king into mincemeat?

Durability can be considered a professional characteristic.

But reality ultimately deviates from the story.

The seemingly unbreakable cage of "Starry Night" has indeed been broken.

But the Demon King was still standing.

On the contrary, Bai Zhou sat weakly in the corner, leaning on his knife.

"I understand……"

[Van Gogh] looked at the white boat, his breathing heavy.

"—You are the chosen one!"

"Because he is a chosen one, he can kill a level 2 with a level 1 character, and with various extraordinary weapons, he can achieve the miracle of killing a level 3 with a level 1 character..."

"Van Gogh," he said hoarsely, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"I admit I underestimated you. I should have gone all out from the start, and I shouldn't have even entered this run-down villa under your feet..."

"But so what?"

"The myth of a level 2 killing a level 4 is something I've never heard of before, and I never will."

Even if you are... the Chosen One!

He shook his head and slowly walked towards the white boat.

rustling...

At his feet, sunflowers scrambled toward the white boat, densely packed, filling every corner of the room, like a swaying, withered yellow ocean.

In contrast, there was Bai Zhou, who was almost exhausted from lifting his sword.

"Om-"

Sensing the approaching malice, the blade of the purple-gold saber hummed, seemingly ready to strike.

The owner, who has been drained dry, is unable to feed it any new spirituality.

"You burned everything, gave it your all—and shattered my 'Starry Night'."

"That's amazing."

"But what are you going to do with these sunflowers?"

One secret technique has been broken, but Van Gogh had more than one secret technique.

Besides the sunflower, a faint, fiery red furnace phantom appeared on his chest. The surrounding temperature gradually rose, and his complexion quickly regained its rosy hue.

"The extraordinary ones who unlock the door to 'refinement' will have endurance beyond your imagination."

[Van Gogh] shook the mask on his face.
"I could fight you like this all day long."

"—But what about you?"

"Look at yourself now, how weak, how pitiful, how exhausted, how..."

"A lack of love for life!"

Faced with the white boat "waiting to die" in the corner, Van Gogh initially admired and examined it, but quickly became bored.

"I know that as the Chosen One, you must have a powerful background, but I don't want to know anything about it..."

"Let the Third Young Master worry about it."

"To avoid leaving myself with future troubles..."

He approached and solemnly bowed to the frail Bai Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground:

"Please, become a star in the sky!"

As he spoke, the sunflowers at Van Gogh's feet had already completely surrounded the white boat.

A row of oval faces were turned toward him, the densely packed sunflower seeds looking rather eerie.

The moonlight shone on their extensive root systems and fibrous leaves, filling the entire field of vision.

You can't escape even if you have wings.

The feeling of being surrounded by living plants is truly unsettling.

"..."

At this moment, Bai Zhou blinked.

He said weakly:
"Guess why I went to such lengths just to break your 'Starry Night'?"

"What……?"

Van Gogh paused for a moment, then asked, puzzled.

"Because it's not just a cage that surrounds me."

Bai Zhou replied: "—Still the thick turtle shell that wraps you up."

"so……"

He looked up, gazing at Van Gogh through the layers of sunflowers, a joyful smile playing on his lips.
"You're defenseless now, aren't you?"

The endless cycle of "Starry Night" will continue to protect Van Gogh if the root cause cannot be severed.

but now……

Bai Zhou recited the incantation:
“iniciar——”

It means to start.

It's like opening an "insurance policy".

"Om..."

In a blink of an eye,
The five-story villa, with its various ups and downs, hides in every corner, concealing a secret ritual behind hundreds of ceremonies, which is gradually coming to light.

A fiery red light emanated from these ceremonies, bathing the entire villa in a crimson glow.

It's like fifty-five people performing fifty-five iron flower displays in a villa—

It's very festive and warm.

Van Gogh was stunned.

"This is……"

Van Gogh didn't understand these fancy rituals.

But based on his extensive experience as an extraordinary being, and judging from the unstable aura released during the ritual, these densely packed creatures covering the villa were...

"A bombing ceremony?!"

He screamed.
"Are you crazy! Setting up so many explosion rituals in your own home!"

Bai Zhou shook his head.

“I noticed something was wrong a while ago.”

Bai Zhou was deceived.

It was caused by a certain unscrupulous teacher.

“From the moment I stepped into the realm of the extraordinary, I was told that an extraordinary person must know a little bit about everything, only then can they be a qualified mystic.”

Bai Zhou rolled his eyes:

"...But recently I've discovered that extraordinary people are not necessarily mystics."

He discovered that the staff at the Special Administration had little to no knowledge of these rituals, let alone how to draw them.

So just as those who use weapons don't need to manufacture them, everyone in the extraordinary world has their own role to play.

Only Bai Zhou, taught by Ya, knows a little bit of everything.

original……

Is he the only one who's somewhat versatile?

Of course, all of this is the result of his talent and tireless hard work!
"So, what I mean is..."

Bai Zhou slowly rose to his feet, swaying gently.

I had been sitting cross-legged and motionless at the beginning, just to accumulate strength for this moment.

"In my next life, I'll learn some rituals properly so I can recognize them in advance."

"Also remember, don't enter houses you don't want to go to, and don't come to people's homes uninvited."

He looked at the unprecedentedly powerful enemy before him and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"—If you have a next life."

From the very beginning, he never expected to defeat this formidable enemy on his own.

But if a person is bombed, they will die.

Without "The Starry Night," Bai Zhou couldn't think of a reason for Van Gogh to live on.

—It seems even Van Gogh himself couldn't have imagined this.

"No, no!"

Van Gogh's forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat.

So many seemingly endless explosions... if they really went off...

This mushroom cloud is likely to be visible throughout the entire southern district.

If we start running now, we definitely won't make it in time.

but--

"If it explodes, you'll die too!"

"You are the chosen one, your origins must be extraordinary and noble. Are you willing to perish together with me like this?"

The ear-piercing buzzing blended together, and the sparks of lava intermingled, turning the entire villa a fiery red.

The restless Van Gogh was like someone constipated, squatting on the crater of a volcano about to erupt.

He was drenched in sweat and kept talking to Bai Zhou.

The frenzied tone vanished, as did the twisted paranoia and the magical.

Only his love for life remained—under the threat of death, he rubbed his hands together nervously like a fly.

"Wake up! We can still talk! You still have your future, and I still have my art, we—"

Bai Zhou remained silent, only shaking his head.

What nonsense are you spouting? Who wants to die with you?

【辰】The destiny is shining brightly on the body's limbs and bones.

In just a short while, half a spiritual essence had accumulated within his body.

...That's enough.

—Enough to cast the second transformation of "Thousand Faces Moon", "Life-Stealing Spirit Cat".

So he simply gazed intently at Van Gogh…

Using the same words the other party just said, I will return the favor in kind:

"Become a star in the sky—"

The words fell,

The white boat gesture immediately took shape.

The left hand is formed into a triangle, symbolizing "fire";
The right hand forms an inverted triangle, signifying "instability".

Hands clasped together

"Florecer!"

Casting the spell.

The 55-chain explosion ceremony is launched!
"Do not--!!!"

Van Gogh immediately turned around, jumped off the fourth floor, and roared as he tried to escape.

Of course it's too late.

The next moment.

Above tonight's imitations of "Starry Night" and "Sunflower"...

True "art" that can be witnessed throughout the entire southern district—

Let it bloom!

BOOM! ! !

(End of this chapter)