Man on the ark, forced to become king

Without warning, the mechanical creations walking on the ground scattered, and pieces of metal flew out of their bodies, gathering in the middle of the pattern drawn by the wine, merging into a huge golden goblet. Pale red liquid rose from the bottom of the goblet, flowed to the ground, and condensed into a blurry human figure.

"What is that?"

It must be said that the deity has not shown much strength so far, but his methods are diverse and quite ritualistic, suggesting that he is a god who pays attention to rituals.

"It should be an incarnation. His true form is not here. He must have been unable to resist."

Xi explained calmly, her hands moving without stopping, splashing ink, and a giant blue dragon, several times larger than before, was drawn in the air.

"As for why they chose to appear in this way, they probably have some kind of problem with their brain."

"Is that right?"

Hearing her say that, Lin Lu's eyes immediately turned strange. She coughed lightly and whispered, "If His incarnation descends here, are you confident?"

"No need to worry, Nian hasn't used his full strength yet, and neither have I. It's just a mere avatar; we can kill it."

Xi's expression was calm, her body shrouded in flowing ink, ethereal as a fairy, yet her words were unusually sharp.

"Then it's up to you."

Since someone was willing to lend a hand, Lin Lu was happy to relax and simply continued watching the show.

Boom!

They were talking on one side, while a fight had already broken out on the other.

The divine incarnation formed from the condensed wine appeared around lines of illusory text, and music seemed to play out of thin air. Illusory scenes extended from the void, attempting to encroach upon the world in the painting that Xi had constructed.

However, before His methods could take effect, Nian had already attacked, a giant beast wielding a flaming greatsword roaming the earth, shaking the ground.

"Who among the enlightened kings and sage emperors can lead the troops?"

Nian recited an ancient Yan phrase in a very proper manner, crossed her arms, opened her mouth, and spat out a bronze cauldron. It grew larger and larger until it became a colossal object more than ten meters tall, which landed on the ground. Flames rose from it, and weapons flew out of the flames, falling like rain towards the unknown incarnation of the deity.

When a scholar meets a soldier, reason is useless.

The battle between the divine incarnation and Nian perfectly illustrates this point.

The method of transformation had an artistic flavor. Nian was indeed reckless and unrestrained. The flames, accompanied by countless weapons, directly tore apart the music and the scene. It was extremely violent. The giant dragon drawn by Xi circled in the sky and pressed down on the ground from time to time. The god's transformation could only dodge in a sorry state and was quite overwhelmed.

Lin Lu, watching from the side, understood clearly that the unknown god had been trying to use His authority to invade this space. His power was likely related to things like wine, music, and culture, and he should be able to do things like spatial transformation, turning a certain area into his own domain.

Unfortunately, all of these methods were completely suppressed by Xi's painting of heaven and earth. He was just an incarnation, while Xi was the real body. The power that He could use was incomparable, so His erosion was completely ineffective. Even the music and words whose purpose was still unknown were torn to shreds by the pure destructive power of Nian. It can be said that He was suppressed and beaten the whole time.

To be fair, His power is indeed very strong. He was able to hold out for so long against Nian and Xi with just an avatar. Although he looked a little disheveled, he was not defeated immediately. If His true form were to descend, the outcome would be uncertain.

If the original body weren't absent, Lin Lu would have really wanted to pay some price to nail Him to this spot and eliminate any future trouble.

"Very good...you are all very good!"

Perhaps sensing that it might not be a match for the deity, the avatar roared and splashed out a large amount of crystalline wine before abruptly disappearing from its spot.

Lin Lu's heart skipped a beat. Before she could see anything, her battle instincts, honed through countless trials, reacted first. She grabbed the hound's fangs on her back and unleashed a horizontal slash, while simultaneously kicking Old Carp in the waist, sending him flying.

puff~

The blade sliced ​​through the liquid, bringing out a handful of wine. The deity's avatar appeared where the old carp had just stood, a long, narrow gash torn open in its chest, which immediately returned to normal.

"As expected, we still have to do it ourselves."

Lin Lu was quite helpless that a god would actually launch a sneak attack, but she was not afraid. She made a grasping motion in the air with her free left hand, and an ice-blue giant sword instantly formed, falling down with a terrifying chill.

The deity's avatar made a dodging motion, but was still grazed by a small corner. The liquid that made up its body was directly frozen by the frost of the greatsword, and half of its chest shone.

It was completely covered in water, so it was obviously weak ice; it was incredibly easy to guess.

"hateful!"

The sneak attack not only failed but was countered, enraging the divine avatar even more, and a blurry phantom crashed down with His arm.

Lin Lu didn't even dodge. She took a step on the ground, somersaulted, and a black and red triangular giant sword extended from her palm, directly cleaving through the falling illusion. The crescent-shaped sword energy pierced through the air and fiercely slashed into the body of the deity's avatar.

Prayer - Black Sword!

Nian and Xi, who had rushed over to provide support, both stopped in their tracks, a strong sense of crisis washing over them.

A flicker of fear crossed Nian's eyes, and he couldn't help but mutter, "It's that kind of power again. This guy... I feel like everything he's learned is aimed at the gods?"

Chapter 123 Dragon Gate, The Wind Rises

"What is this?!"

The avatar of the deity abruptly stopped moving and cried out in terror.

Prayer - Black Sword.

The power gained from the memories of the divine being's shadow beast, Maricus, allows one to summon the phantom of the black sword wielded by Maricus.

In the past, the Black Sword once housed the Predestined Death. Maricus defeated the Queen of the Night-Eyed and sealed the Predestined Death she possessed onto his sword, giving him the ability to kill demigods. It is for this reason that Maricus is feared by many demigods.

Although the prayer summons only a phantom, it still possesses a trace of the power of destined death. Lin Lu doesn't understand the principle behind this yet, but it can indeed work.

Unlike other forces, the power of preordained death is not about quantity, but about presence or absence. Even a trace of it can have the desired effect, the only difference being the duration of its manifestation.

After being struck head-on by the black sword, the deity's avatar was fortunate enough to become the first god in the world to taste the taste of destined death.

The authority He relied on became unstable under the influence of that predetermined death, and the incarnation formed through that authority almost lost its physical form.

What terrified him most was that the unheard-of power was showing signs of directly affecting His true body through the connection between His incarnation and His original form!

That power wasn't strong, but it gave Him a real sense of danger for the first time. His intuition told Him that if it were truly invaded, He would surely die!

When have immortal gods ever felt such a threat?

Unprecedented!

Even his own kind had never made him feel this sense of crisis!

This can't go on!

With the threat of death looming over him, he turned his gaze to the earth, taking in the troupe on the ground through the overlapping paintings and illusions, and quickly made a decision.

Run, you must run!

Thankfully, Shadow, Daowu, Baiyinghua, and that still immature gem are not here.

The driver, announcer, head chef, prop master, lighting technician, playwright, butler... are all just playthings that can be replaced at any time. Although it took some effort to collect them, I can't care about that now.

As for the waste that gathers there, it's just useless insects.

The avatar was on the verge of collapse. Without time to hesitate, it immediately gathered all its power and poured it all onto the earth. Inside the theater, the theater director, who had been looking up at the sky, lowered his head. The power of the deity spread through his body, enveloping the makeshift theater.

Space rippled and distorted like a phantom, matter transformed from solid to illusory, and people immersed in the illusion collapsed to the ground.

The entire troupe gradually disappeared into the blur.

Tear!

As if a sharp blade were slicing through cloth, a shattered greatsword burning with flames descended from the sky, slashing down from the scroll onto the human world. Flames swirled, and the ethereal behemoth materialized, growing several times larger, as if standing on a cloud.

Boom!

In an instant, metal clanged as the giant beast's raised claws, gripping the phantom of a large cauldron, crashed down, trapping the illusory troupe inside, causing the earth to tremble.

"Hmph, want to run away?"

Nian always remembered that Lin Lu came here not to fight, but to acquire certain technologies. If everyone ran away, where would they go to find her?

This is her first mission, and she has to do it perfectly!

So she had been observing the situation, and as soon as the deity avatar made a move, she noticed it and immediately intervened to stop it.

"Gods of Yan Kingdom, and... mortals, I will remember you."

The deity's avatar was furious, but there was nothing it could do. Its power was almost completely exhausted, and it was in a hurry to sever the connection between the avatar and its original body. It could only selectively give up some things, which accelerated the process of spatial transfer.

The troupe, whose image was inverted within the cauldron, blurred for a moment before becoming clear again. At the same time, the deity's avatar within the painting exhausted its last bit of power and shattered.

He ran away, and ran away very decisively.

Lin Lu had no way to deal with this, since the other party was never the original entity present from the beginning, and such an outcome was entirely predictable.

However... I'm still a little unwilling. Since we've already formed an enmity, it's best to eliminate the root of the problem.

It's decided. In a few days, I'll find this guy's hideout, go there, and take him down.

"Tsk, they ran away already? What a coward."

The flame-wreathed beast shadows dissipated into the air, the ink faded, and Nian appeared out of nowhere next to the ruins of the theater troupe, smacked his lips, and seemed somewhat unsatisfied.

She hadn't had a proper fight in years. The Yan Kingdom was very strict; if you dared to make a move, the experts from the Imperial Censorate and the Celestial Master's Mansion would come knocking on your door the next day. This time, she finally encountered someone of her kind, but not in their true form, so she ran away as fast as she could.

"He took many people with him and left few behind."

Xi glanced at the corpses of the Leitanians lying on the ground, then turned her gaze to the backstage defenses of the temporary theater, her eyes slightly closed, as if sensing the situation inside.

"There are three life forms that haven't left. It must be because of Nian's obstruction that he couldn't take everyone away. I wonder if he can still find what you want."

"Let's give it a try. It'll be great if it works, but there's nothing we can do if it doesn't."

Lin Lu shrugged, not really caring.

In fact, after receiving Lao Li's message, he had a rough idea that the goal would most likely not be achieved. Who would have thought that a god could be hidden in a traveling troupe?

When it comes to such high-level forces, the nature of the situation is completely different. To achieve the goal, the only way is through negotiation. However, they are eager to save people, so conflict is almost inevitable. Once they start fighting, the mission will basically fail.