Pokémon Dimensional Hunter - A Visual Mishaps

When those gilded boots shattered the void, raindrops within a ten-meter radius condensed into a curtain of crystal beads.

The red-haired woman's crimson armor gleamed with flames, and a cluster of karmic fire, burning away the rain, was spearheaded at the tip of her nine-foot-long vermilion spear.

"So this is it. How interesting." Zhao Xuan glanced at Chen Muyi and the others, his voice carrying a profound meaning, and three golden gears appeared in his right pupil.

With each step he took, the mud beneath his feet condensed into ice crystal lotuses, which were then instantly melted into glass by the crimson patterns.

Chen Muyi's Tang sword let out a mournful cry. He was shocked to realize that his proud Blazing Sun Domain was now flickering like a candle in the wind. Wen Qimo's silver needles melted into molten iron before they were even thrown, dripping onto the solidified rain curtain with a hissing sound.

"Step back!" Lin Qiye suddenly shouted. His left eye blazed with the golden light of a seraph, while his right eye swirled with a starry vortex. The two divine powers transformed into a tangible beam of light and slammed into the uninvited guest.

But the stream of light, powerful enough to tear apart the mysterious structure, disappeared into the void like a stream flowing into the sea when it reached three zhang away from Zhao Xuan.

Hongying chuckled softly and lightly tapped the tip of her spear. In an instant, a blood-red wall of fire erupted along the 800-meter-long street, and the torrential rain evaporated into a scarlet mist amidst the flames.

"Buzz!!" Zhao Xuan raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and a dark blue matrix suddenly appeared on the ground of the entire block.

This is the power of waveguides, spreading rapidly.

Wu Xiangnan was shocked to find that the tactical dagger in his hand had become incredibly heavy, and the rules of gravity had been rewritten right where he stood. Countless suspended water droplets refracted eerie light spots, trapping everyone in the prism maze.

Upon seeing this, Chen Muye's pupils suddenly contracted—

"Who...are you?" Lin Qiye suddenly asked, the dark energy behind him boiling uncontrollably.

Azure soul flame ignited at Zhao Xuan's fingertips, and within that flame emerged the image of Zhao Kongcheng fighting valiantly. "The causal threads of this world are more entangled than I anticipated."

"Sister Hongying, I'll leave this to you. After all, you know them quite well. I'll go deal with a few little rats." Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's waveguide sensed something, and he said to Hongying before disappearing in an instant.

Chen Muyi and the others were about to stop them when they saw this, but Hongying stopped them. Looking at the familiar faces, Hongying said, "Captain, don't you recognize me?"

Upon hearing Hong Ying's words, Chen Muyi and the others paused, looking at her with puzzled expressions, since more than eight years had passed since Hong Ying suddenly disappeared.

Hongying is now nineteen years old; when she disappeared, she was only about eleven.

There's an old saying that goes, "A girl changes a lot as she grows up," and Hongying has changed a lot since then, so it's normal that Chen Muyi and the others didn't recognize her at first.

In the original novel, it is said that Hongying joined the Night Watch at the age of seven, so the current Hongying knows Chen Muye and the others.

"Are you Hongying?!" Chen Muyi asked uncertainly after examining Hongying for a while.

When Hongying disappeared, Chen Muyi and others searched the entire city of Lunnan, but they couldn't find a single clue.

The girl in front of him now resembled Hongying from back then, which is why Chen Muye asked the question.

"Captain, it's so good that you still remember me," Hongying said happily upon hearing this.

"That's great, Hongying, you're finally back. Where have you been all these years? And who was that just now?" Upon hearing this, Chen Muyi's gloom from Zhao Kongcheng's sacrifice dissipated by half, and he asked again.

"Captain, this is a long story. I'll tell you all about it when we get back to base," Hongying said with a hint of helplessness.

There's a lot to say about her experiences over the years.

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Chapter 168 Ancient God Cult's Ramblings!

"Boom!!" Suddenly, an explosion reached everyone's ears.

Flames shot skyward, accompanied by a loud shout: "How dare you, you ants!!"

"I've always been bold, so let me test how strong you are, this so-called agent of the evil god!" Zhao Xuan's excited voice rang out as well.

These words caused Chen Muyi and the others to change their expressions. They said that Cangnan was just an insignificant small town in the Great Xia Dynasty, so how come so many mysteries have emerged in recent times?

So there was a mastermind behind it all.

"Captain, could it be those bastards from the Ancient God Cult?" Wu Xiangnan said through gritted teeth.

After all, there aren't many agents of evil gods.

The fact that the Ancient Gods Cult has been active in Great Xia raises serious suspicions.

“It’s possible, let’s go take a look,” Chen Muye said with a solemn expression.

At the same time, he didn't forget to glance at Lin Qiye.

Or perhaps those people came for Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye also noticed Chen Muye's gaze, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, as if he were thinking something.

The group then quickly headed towards the direction of the battle.

But before they could get close, a protective shield shimmering with a ghostly blue light rapidly expanded.

In the blink of an eye, the blue protective shield enveloped an area of ​​ten miles in radius.

A terrifying pressure spread out.

Before Chen Muyi and the others even approached the battlefield, the dark blue protective shield suddenly erupted with blinding light. Zhao Xuan's oppressive aura crashed down like a tangible mountain, causing the ground within a ten-mile radius to collapse by half a meter. Wu Xiangnan's kneecaps cracked under the immense pressure, and he collapsed heavily to his knees on the cracked asphalt road.

"This...this is the aura of a Klein-level being!" Chen Muye's pupils contracted sharply, and his shadow twisted into a bizarre angle under the pressure.

The veins on the back of Lin Qiye's hand holding the knife bulged, and it seemed as if some kind of power and pressure resonated within him, causing the blade to cut fine golden cracks in the void.

Zhao Xuan, standing in the center of the protective shield, had transformed into a ferocious humanoid beast, his black hair standing on end like steel needles piercing the sky. With each step he took, arcs of eerie blue electricity around him tore open ten-foot-deep fissures in the ground, and the blood-red incantations unleashed by the agent of the evil god were crushed into dust by the oppressive force before they could even take shape.

"Is that all you've got?" Zhao Xuan laughed wildly and threw a punch. The shockwave from the sonic boom directly cut the unfinished building a hundred meters away in half.

"What kind of monster is this!" Si Xiaonan barely managed to stand up by plunging her weapon into the ground, fine ice crystals forming on the tips of her hair.

Wu Xiangnan and Wen Qimo even knelt down on the ground.

Cold sweat kept pouring down my forehead.

"I knew it. Brother Xuan must be hiding his strength. When we get back, I must spar with him again." But Hongying was different. After all, she was also a quasi-Heavenly King level expert. The pressure emanating from Zhao Xuan had little effect on her.

"Captain, is that the ravings of the Ancient God Cult?" Si Xiaonan steadied herself and asked, looking at the two who were colliding wildly.

“That’s not it, it’s the embodiment of delirium,” Chen Muye said solemnly.

However, Zhao Xuan didn't care about Chen Muyi and the others' thoughts. He activated his wave guide power shield, simply because he didn't want this avatar of the dream to escape.

Also, we must avoid causing too much damage to Cangnan City.

Otherwise, given their destructive power, the entire Cangnan City would probably have been reduced to ruins.

It would be bad if the mortal realm of gods from that year were destroyed prematurely.

The Mortal Realm of Gods originates from the supreme divine ruins bestowed by the Seraphim Michael.

This ability initially manifested as the miracle of reviving the entire Cangnan City—when the forbidden item 008 [Shiva's Wrath] obliterated the city, Lin Qiye reconstructed reality through his spiritual world, allowing 500,000 souls to survive in the form of dreams for ten years.

This seemingly compassionate power actually conceals a deadly rule:

Space binding: The Divine Realm must rely on Lin Qiye's physical body to exist; the soul and body are both indispensable.

The curse of time: The ten-year deadline hangs like a sword of Damocles; if one leaves Cangnan City, the divine realm will collapse.

Energy depletion: Maintaining the city's operation continuously consumes divine power, causing Lin Qiye to lose his sight for ten years.

This principle of equivalent exchange foreshadowed the inevitable demise of the divine realm.

When Loki, the god of mischief, forcibly dragged Lin Qiye away from Cangnan City, the false dream shattered instantly, and half a million souls vanished into thin air.

Now that Loki has been killed, it's uncertain what will happen to the city of Lunnan.

However, the disappearance of Cangnan City was only a matter of time, after all, the ten-year deadline was not far away.

Even without Loki, the entire population of 500,000 in Cangnan City would have perished.

"Thump!! Boom!!" Just then, a figure flew backward like a cannonball, crashing directly into the shield of the waveguide power, making a loud noise.

The entire shield of waveguide power vibrated.

"So this is the agent of the evil god? I'm really disappointed." At the same time, Zhao Xuan's mocking voice rang out.

The avatar of the delirium coughed up blood, which seemed to be imprinted directly on the protective shield, the kind that couldn't be removed.

Zhao Xuan was also aware of this incarnation of the ancient god cult's delirious talk.

Talking in the sleep (by Chen Erniu)

Abilities: Manipulates nightmares, forms soul contracts, and creates natural disasters (such as earthquakes). It suppresses opponents through mental attacks and psychological manipulation, earning it the nickname "Walking Nightmare Maker".

Characteristics: He appears gentlemanly but possesses dark abilities, and is adept at using the soul contracts of his followers to enhance his power.

And this incarnation is merely a puppet controlled by delirium.

Their strength was only at the Infinite level, and they were no match for him at all.

"This is it? You dare call yourself a god?" Zhao Xuan grinned savagely, shattering the void. His right arm suddenly swelled to three times its original size, and the blazing flames leaping between his bulging muscles condensed into nine ferocious fire dragons. Gravity within a hundred meters instantly distorted, and floating pebbles transformed into crimson lava in the magnetic field.

This is precisely the power of the Dragon Talisman.

The murmured avatar's pupils constricted sharply, and crimson runes wove into a spiderweb before it. Countless pale arms reached out from the void, and the shrieks of the dead materialized into tangible sound waves. The entire protective shield trembled violently, and black blood, like tar, seeped from the cracks in the ground.

"A mere trick!" Zhao Xuan flicked his fingers into a claw, and a fiery dragon roared as it tore through the blood-red spider web. Nine streams of dragon flame pierced through the arm of the deceased, the intense heat evaporating the black blood into a foul-smelling mist.

He flashed in front of his opponent and his knee, wreathed in flames (Li Li Zhao), slammed heavily into Yiyu's abdomen.

"puff!"

Internal organs fragments mixed with black blood splattered, and a bowl-sized bloody hole exploded on the back of the delirious avatar. Zhao Xuan's offensive did not stop, his fists turning into afterimages as he unleashed a storm of blows.

Each punch caused an air explosion, and the shockwaves plowed a hundred-meter-long trench into the ground.

"It's time to stop this pretense!"

Zhao Xuan took a half step back, and the flames around him completely subsided. In the absolute silence, his right fist blazed with a blindingly hot flame.

The moment the fist was thrown, the ten sonic boom rings exploded! A dark blue beam of light pierced through the heavens and earth, and the babbling avatar let out a mournful wail in the annihilation beam, its flesh and blood vaporizing inch by inch.

"No--!!"

The roar abruptly ceased. Where the beam of light dissipated, only half a charred spine remained suspended in the air.

Zhao Xuan blew away the blue smoke from his fist, and at the bottom of the crater fifty meters outside the protective barrier, lava was bubbling and gurgling.

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Chapter 269 Tokiwa·Rebirth

Zhao Xuan then released the waveguide power shield.

The moment the azure shield dissipated, a wave of heat, carrying the smell of sulfur, rushed towards us.

Chen Muye's pupils reflected the deep lava crater in the center of the battlefield, and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably—on the scorched earth with a radius of a hundred meters, crimson magma was still churning, and scattered golden fragments floated in the air distorted by the high temperature.

Those are traces of divine power.

"Gudong."

Wen Qimo swallowed. He mechanically raised his right hand and found that his fingers were covered with tiny ice crystals.

The [Free Space] that had erupted when resisting the oppressive force had condensed into frost in the high temperature, and was now falling down as his arm trembled.

"Is this Klein's strength?" Wu Xiangnan stood up, supporting himself with his straight sword, the scabbard striking the ground with a crisp sound.

"clang!!"

He stomped hard on the cracked asphalt, the rising smoke from the gravel hitting the lava stinging his nostrils. "Captain..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Everyone saw the half-charred spine at the edge of the crater—the skeleton of the god's agent was rapidly weathering, yet it still exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

Si Xiaonan suddenly covered her right eye and staggered backward, dark red blood seeping from between her fingers. Her [Peeping Eyes] had only caught a glimpse of the remaining divine patterns on the skeleton when a burning pain shot through her retina.

"Don't look at those patterns!" Chen 557 Muye's shadow blade suddenly extended, drawing a dark barrier on the ground.

Veins bulged on his forehead, and his shadow, reflected in the lava, twisted into a three-headed, six-armed demon. "That's not something you can see!"

"Hey, look at Qi Ye!" Wen Qimo suddenly exclaimed.

Blood was flowing from Lin Qiye's hand, which was gripping the knife. The patterns engraved on his hand glowed with an eerie red light, and faint golden flames surrounded the young man.

He stared intently at Zhao Xuan's back as he landed on the lava, golden Sanskrit characters swirling wildly deep within his pupils, as if resisting some kind of tremor from the depths of his soul.

"Michael's power," Chen Muye's voice was hoarse.

As the captain of the Night's Watch who knew about Michael's miracle, he understood better than anyone the pressure Lin Qiye was under at this moment—the pressure that could force the Seraph's Blessing to its own protective state was beyond the limits of human capability.

"Boom!!" A pillar of fire suddenly exploded from the lava.