Sequence Wars: The Mythical Age is Created by Me

Chapter 88 Gathering the Essence of Heaven and Earth, the Mountain Spirit Advances!

Jiang Fan tried controlling "Yin Panqing" and found that her movements were very smooth, without any unnecessary actions, just like controlling another body of his own.

Perhaps this is why it is said that her current soul is formed by the will of heaven and earth, and has no deep consciousness of her own.

Although Rias is under her own control during battle, it is evident from the visuals that she has many of her own little habits. For example, she will show a reluctant expression after being defeated, sniff her hair when she has a chance, and use her sword to protect her body during battle. It is clear that her fighting style is both beautiful and extremely powerful.

However, Yin Panqing completely replicated her instructions one-to-one, as if she always made the same moves, without any distinctive characteristics.

But now that he had killed someone, Jiang Fan was a little apprehensive.

Who is this guy...?

Looking at the corpse sinking into the mud, Yin Panqing's eyes shone with excitement.

Inside an extremely spacious courtyard of the Kyoto Royal Palace.

"Master, Wang Yixin from a collateral branch has arrived."

Upon hearing this, a man dressed in fine clothes and exuding an air of authority turned his head.

Strangely, his body did not change; he remained facing the numerous memorial tablets in the ancestral hall.

"master?"

When the butler saw his master looking like this, he knew that he was angry again.

But recently everything has been going smoothly, and their plans have yielded considerable results throughout the Xia Kingdom. What could possibly anger this person who holds a high position of power throughout the Xia Kingdom?

"Let him in."

Wang Tiannan stared blankly at his son's broken memorial tablet.

"Yes."

The butler quickly retreated. The master's sinister expression was the most frightening thing. He should leave as soon as possible before anything happened.

Soon, a young man with a mask resembling a ghostly smile tied around his waist walked in from outside the courtyard.

He had an arrogant expression, but at this moment he concealed his sharpness and bowed to the middle-aged man in front of him with an extremely obsequious expression.

"Uncle, how have you been lately? Your nephew has brought you what the clan desires most."

Wang Yixin greeted him slowly.

"It was fine until you came, but it wasn't so good."

Wang Tiannan turned around and looked at his young nephew through a mask that resembled another mask.

"Although you are from a collateral branch, you are closely related to me by blood. The art of Nuo masks will not be forgotten in your hands."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and then continued.

"Wang An is dead. You will represent the family to go to Jingchu to retrieve the mask he was wearing, and then bring that woman to the ancestral hall."

The four masks on Wang Tiannan's head were trembling violently, as if he was unable to suppress his emotions.

"My dear cousin... please accept my condolences."

Although Wang Yixin said that, he was secretly overjoyed.

The fewer the number of people in the master's household, the greater his chances.

"No need to say more. I don't want anything else. I just want that woman's life. She was originally a sacrifice, and she should have been my son's maid. Let her be buried with my son."

Wang Tiannan shook his head.

"However, there are several special operations teams in Jingchu, and [Jun Tian] is not involved in this operation. I'm afraid I can't handle it alone..."

Wang Yixin looked troubled.

"I know that the Nuo deity you summoned is the Smiling Ghost, right? Now I will grant you another one."

Wang Tiannan's burly figure suddenly shrank a bit, and then a three-eyed mask was revealed from his face.

"This, could this be?"

Wang Yixin was overjoyed upon seeing this, as he had not expected that the clan had actually completed the carving of the mask.

"Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, Erlang Shen Yang Jian."

"With your current Nuo mask, completing the fourth-order Divine Induction might be a bit difficult, but you're willing, right?"

Looking at the ambitious young man in front of him, Wang Tiannan saw a reflection of his own youth in him.

This made him frown slightly, yet also chuckle.

"I'd give up decades of my life just to get my cousin's body and mask back!"

Wang Yixin bowed deeply, wishing he could kowtow to his uncle.

This is a legendary sequence. Although the god summoned by Nuo mask is not a true sequence, it merely borrows the skin of a deity to make heaven and earth believe that it is that deity, thereby lending it power.

The difference in combat power between him and the original is huge. If he were a true fourth-tier [Yang Jian], he could defeat ten [Nuo God Yang Jian]s like him.

Even if one only possesses 1/10 of the divine essence of that Erlang Shen, it is enough to overwhelm many other true names.

"You are thoughtful, but you will not be going alone this time. Protectors Li and Chen will accompany you. Your identity is questionable to begin with, so you can assist them in secret. One in the open and one in the shadows, this is what you do best. Don't disappoint me."

Wang Tiannan's words took on a more serious tone.

"Please rest assured, there is no one more suitable than me."

A slight smile appeared on Wang Yixin's lips.

The camp outside Wushan.

Su Jianyuan, Tang Jingyu, and the others looked at the two young men and women in front of them, and for a moment wondered if the other party had sent the wrong people.

"Hello, are you two from the Divine Tower?"

Su Jianyuan asked, mainly because this woman was just too beautiful and stunning, making it hard to believe that she would achieve anything in combat.

The abilities bestowed upon each person by Heaven are limited, and beauty alone is enough to account for the vast majority of a person's fortune and influence.

Rias nodded upon hearing this, while Li Xiu stood nervously behind her.

These guys all look so strong; he felt like a tiny shrimp stuck in the middle.

However, as the representative of the Divine Tower, he did not show too much fear.

At worst, we still have the Inner Demon Lord. When they merge into one, they can kill even the world's number one expert.

"We've asked you two to come and support us this time so that we can successfully decipher the strange phenomena in Wushan. We also hope you can point out anything amiss so we won't laugh at us."

Su Jianyuan's words were watertight. He actually really wanted the silver-haired girl with red eyes to come, after all, she was a genuine fourth-tier legendary sequence.

He didn't recognize Rias as the girl in the video.

Rias recently learned some hairstyling techniques, so before coming here she got a princess cut and put her hair up in a bun. To show her professionalism, she even wore glasses without glasses.

She looks just like one of those super-good-looking internet celebrities, which is very different from her usual high ponytail fighting style.

Most importantly, her eyes were blue at that moment.

"No problem, I will do my best to help everyone."

Lias nodded. The God sent her here to help the third member of the Divine Tower successfully revive Wushan, and also to provide insurance for the people of Xia Kingdom, so that too many of them would die.

The speaker's very standard Xia accent made it impossible for anyone present to tell who was speaking.

"You look like an Englishman, but I didn't expect you to speak Xia Yu so well."

Su Jianyuan squinted his eyes and praised them. He was the one who found them, so naturally he couldn't give them any attitude and tried his best to liven up the atmosphere.

The other dozen or so people also looked at her strangely. That was such a pure Tianhai accent, as if the soul of a Xia person lived inside this girl's body.

This is actually because when the game console was teaching Rias the common language, it extracted Jiang Fan's language system.

"This is what the gods taught me."

Rias said honestly.

Just as the group was talking, a violent roar came from Wushan behind them.

The roar suddenly tore through the heavy rain curtain surrounding Wushan.

The roar was mixed with a chilling, eerie laugh and endless resentment. The sound waves transformed into a tangible black shockwave, instantly uprooting the towering ancient trees on the outer perimeter.

A suffocating pressure swept over the camp like a tsunami.

The expressions of the dozen or so top sequence users from Xia Kingdom present changed drastically in an instant.

Without any hesitation, the sequences within their bodies instinctively sensed the threat to their lives, and their skin lit up with a dazzling light.

The [Qu Yuan] mark between Su Jianyuan's brows flickered wildly like thunder and fire, while the [Liu Bang] imperial image on Tang Jingyu's arm emitted a restless low murmur.

More than a dozen different True Name Sequence Marks lit up one after another in the dim camp, intertwining to form a dazzling wall of light that resisted the oppressive force.

Faced with the oppressive aura of the [Calamity] item, which was enough to make ordinary third-tier sequence users tremble, the girl's originally quiet and obedient temperament vanished completely.

Her pupils, which had been disguised as sea blue, seemed to be filled with the most intense blood in an instant, and a deep and fervent crimson instantly covered her entire eyes!

At the same time, on the back of her hand, an extremely intricate and sacred mark suddenly lit up like a branding iron.

A sacred cross sword with its hilt spread out like wings was tightly coiled around a winding, roaring crimson dragon, and atop it floated a blood-red crown woven from thorns and weeping roses.

When the oppressive aura, accompanied by the roar of the red dragon and the glory of Camelot, swept across the entire arena, even seasoned captains like Su Jianyuan and Tang Jingyu experienced a brief pause in the flow of their internal energy, involuntarily taking a half-step back under the absolute suppression of this power.

Tang Jingyu gasped, her voice trembling slightly from extreme shock.

This is the living legend! The sequence they all yearn for, the extraordinary path that breaks the boundaries of historical description and connects with mythology.

"You're that 'Knight King' from Tianhai City?!"

Seeing the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, Rias slowly nodded again.

Those crimson eyes were like rubies that attracted all eyes, making those who watched her videos feel the excitement of meeting their idol.

But before the crowd could be more surprised, they saw a huge monster emerge from the jungle.

"The Five Witches God? Has Wang An's Nuo mask gone out of control?"

Tang Jingyu and Su Jianyuan exchanged a glance. After the [Nuo Mask] took effect, it did not appear in a sequential form, but rather as a strange entity with human consciousness.

This is at least a mid-level of the "Calamity" level, and may even be higher.

Wang An definitely doesn't have that kind of power. Was he controlled by the mask?

In traditional Nuo culture and Chu-region shamanism, "Chang Shen" is the vengeful spirit of those who died in battle or died violently. It is extremely bloodthirsty and warlike, not subject to the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court, and is the most ferocious soldier in Nuo rituals.

This Five Witch God is five meters tall and wears heavy, broken armor made from the poisonous mud of Wushan and the flesh and blood of Wang An.

The mask transformed into a ferocious face with blue fangs and blood dripping from its eyes.

It has no legs, its lower body is integrated with the mud, but four thick mud arms grow from its back, each holding a knife, spear, sword, and halberd formed from bones and poisonous miasma.

In front of this colossal creature was Yin Panqing, who was moving rapidly along the ground with talismans attached to her.

Not long after killing Wang An, his corpse merged with the Nuo mask on his body, and with the help of the strange magnetic field of Wushan, the ferocious god was released directly.

Jiang Fan spent a long time maneuvering and discovered that [Xu Fu] was a turret mage, and he would need a considerable amount of time to prepare using divination.

He was interrupted by the monster as soon as he started casting, so he couldn't fight back at all.

Faced with this melee monster, they had no ability to confront it head-on, so they simply shifted the blame elsewhere.

"【Crazy God】is using the poisonous miasma of Wushan to infinitely regenerate its body."

Su Jianyuan saw through the strange mechanism at a glance. He took a step forward, and the [Qu Yuan] mark between his eyebrows shone brightly.

Under no circumstances should we allow this strange creature to storm the camp.

"In the beginning of time, who passed on the Way? Before heaven and earth took shape, how could we verify it?"

As Su Jianyuan chanted, the surrounding space seemed to be forcibly frozen by an invisible force of rules. The boiling poisonous mud under the feet of the Five Witch God instantly solidified like iron, cutting off its continuous source of regeneration.

Tang Jingyu roared and drew his long sword from his waist.

The [Liu Bang] mark on his arm transformed into a phantom of a Han flag, and the blade, imbued with an incomparably domineering imperial power, slashed fiercely at the two muddy arms behind the Five Witch God.

With a deafening roar, the arm holding the white bone spear was cleanly severed, turning into foul-smelling mud that splattered everywhere.

However, the wounded Wu Chang God let out an even more frenzied roar, and the mask with blue face and fangs on his chest burst out with dazzling blood light. His remaining two arms raised the bone sword and bone knife and smashed them down on the crowd with the force of Mount Tai.

Just then, an extremely bright red-gold light tore through the dim rain curtain.

Rias moved, and the [Crimson Storm] aura, mixed with true damage, transformed into a devastating vortex of light.

The cross-shaped sword in his hand swept upwards, instantly vaporizing the Five Witch God's bone artifacts, and the violent red-gold sword light pierced directly through its five-meter-tall body!

A crisp cracking sound rang out in mid-air.

The arrogant and ferocious mask on the Five Witches God's chest cracked open from the very center, then shattered with a deafening roar.

Without the support of the mask and the earth's veins, the massive mud mountain of flesh collapsed instantly, turning into a pool of foul-smelling mud that crashed to the ground.

After the mud cleared, a twisted and mangled corpse fell with a thud in front of everyone.

With a few words, a knife, and a sword, the three of them killed the strange creature of the "Calamity" class on the spot.

Although the corpse was unrecognizable, anyone with eyes could tell who he was.

Wang An.

"What happened?"

Tang Jingyu turned to look at the woman panting beside him.

He frequently traveled in the capital and knew how powerful the Wang family of Kyoto was. He went out with Yin Panqing but died, so she probably can't escape responsibility.

"He's gone mad."

Yin Panqing only said three words.

Tang Jingyu frowned upon hearing this, but this woman herself was mentally challenged and usually got along well with Wang An. It was hard to say that such a person had any subjective intention to harm others.

Sometimes, even if you're right, things won't always go smoothly.

This trip to Hubei is likely to be fraught with difficulties.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

Su Jianyuan turned to look at Rias and smiled. He had just realized that this was not King Arthur's skill, but was directly activated from the girl's body.

It happened so fast it was almost unbelievable. Before he could even add a second incantation to attack the Five Wrathful Gods, the whole thing collapsed.

The latter was picking at his own hair.

I wonder if the gods will be satisfied with this look? Perhaps a new hairstyle would be better?

Upon hearing this, Rias didn't say much. She was naturally aloof in front of outsiders, and she should save her most passionate side for the God.

"Now that you two are here and Wang An is in trouble, we can no longer delay in resolving the Wushan disaster. Tomorrow, come with me into the mountains to find a way to break this deadlock."

Su Jianyuan looked into the mountains, knowing that the Mountain Spirit was also watching them.

Whether we subdue this mythical creature or perish on the spot, will be decided on tomorrow's journey.

Tianhai City, inside my aunt's two-story loft apartment.

[The four animal groups (bird, monkey, pig, and bee) of the Wushan Mountains have been successfully consecrated!]

Seeing that Yin Panqing answered flawlessly after being entrusted with the game console, Jiang Fan confidently replaced the "Ni Yao" game cartridge and then increased the number of all the second-level variations in the four variations to more than 10.

As expected, this triggered a new phase of progress.

The moment the four races took shape, the entire 3D sandbox began to shake violently.

On the game console screen, the phantom of the Ten Thousand Mountains seemed to come alive, and the overwhelming faith and incense transformed into a visible golden vortex, frantically pouring into the center of the mountain god temple.

After absorbing this massive feedback from the earth's veins, the sleeping spirit of Ni Yao suddenly emitted a dazzling divine light from the nine-petaled autumn orchid divine pattern between her brows.

Since the resources provided this time did not directly increase Ni Yao's advancement value, the strength of the Wushan clan became the core factor for the advancement of [Mountain Spirit].

As the Wushan clan continues to improve, the Mountain Spirit will also rise in rank and return to her throne among the Nine Gods.

【Ni Yao has successfully advanced to: Second-Tier Mountain Spirit (Divine Witch Synthesis)】

[Gained Advanced Trait: Lord of All Demons. Within the Wushan Domain, Ni Yao's mana regeneration speed is increased by 300%, and she can directly share the vision and some perception of all enlightened great demons.]

At the same time, Lin Qian also opened her eyes groggily.

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