franphil Chapter 256 City of Calamity
Chapter 256 City of Calamity
Chapter 256 City of Calamity
Shael glanced back at his reflection in the mirror. As his spiritual imprint and soul projection, this reflection had no extraordinary characteristics, because strictly speaking, the White Emperor also had no extraordinary characteristics. However, the reflection in the mirror also possessed some of Shael's power.
"The person in the mirror is a product of the mirror world."
"Isn't the mirror world like a door?"
He originally had this idea and wanted to try it out himself, but the pollution of the Chaos Sea, which was also present in the person in the mirror, made Xia Er temporarily give up the idea. Not only did he give up the idea, but he also released the "Darkness-Free" domain and immediately retrieved his spiritual imprint.
The witch's path is too sinister. Xia'er is worried that Chick will crash and burn, and she is equally worried that she will accidentally crash and burn.
boom!
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and streaks of crystalline light appeared.
Without any hesitation, Xia Er collected the shattered fragments of the mirror world. Before him appeared a woman several meters tall, dressed in a long dress that looked like it was made of bones. Her hair was as smooth as a giant, moving snake. Her overall beauty had surpassed the realm of what a living being could achieve, reaching a conceptual level.
Perhaps because of his recent ascension, Chik's current state is very unstable. Everything around him shows signs of petrification, and matter seems to be distorted by a strange force. The faint pink mist is full of mystical pathogens, and the faint sorrow between his brows, along with the forced femininity and extreme pleasure, are all affecting people's minds.
In an instant, Chael smelled a familiar scent, not unfamiliar, because he had felt it before; it was the will of the primordial God to revive.
The soft, fragrant body embraced him, and the allure of Sequence 0 caused Xia'er to momentarily lose his composure, unable to dodge Chick's kiss. However, he was ultimately a Sequence O, and although he was forced to experience the "kiss and go" scenario, his mind remained clear, and he did not engage in any elaborate or suggestive acts with the witch.
He would never again have a casual relationship with a witch in his life. In such a mysterious world, being unable to control one's lower body could lead to death!
Fortunately, the Red Priestess's uniqueness is in Little Red's hands, and even with the Celestial Venerable's barrier, the City of Calamity can hardly affect her... creak...
A rumble... a sound like something unable to bear the weight rang out, as if space had been struck by something heavy. Even the mirror world, which could be regarded as a divine realm, shook, and a faint gray-white mist appeared around it.
What's going on?
Xia'er was startled and pushed the witch away from his arms. Looking at the still somewhat dazed Chick, the audience member's palm crackled with electricity as he slapped him across the face!
Snapped!
The effect was immediate. Chick swayed slightly. Although he was still somewhat unsatisfied, he managed to break free from that instinctive desire. Although he really wanted it, really craved it, and it smelled really good, Chick was also a man destined for great things. As the controller of the Mirror World, he directly detected the source of the anomaly in the Mirror World.
Through the mirror world, the two looked at the place where the gray-white fog was the thickest. On the mirror surface there, the phantom of a city was reflected, and they could vaguely see some bodies that were only heads left, or blood corpses whose bodies were swollen and whose faces were covered.
Roar!
She shouldn't have been able to hear it, but as the 'negative personality of the Imaginary Dragon,' Xia'er could intuitively sense that it was a dragon's roar. A ferocious dragon seemed to be in another mirror world, greedily conversing with this mirror world, which had become broken yet stable due to the witch's advancement, across space.
Amidst the churning, an endless sea of blood rose and fell, chaotic darkness spread, and shattered mirror light flowed. Two bodies, like coiled pythons, struggled violently, their black chains clanging and jingling. The violent power was so great that even the gray-white mist could not completely block it, causing some anomalies in the mirror world where Xia'er and Qike were.
Even through the 'mirror,' the 'barrier,' and the 'gray fog,' one could feel the undisguised appetite and desire. What crossed space was not an attack, not a conquest, not an allure, not a rage... but a... blessing.
Is the City of Calamity trying to give away its power for free?
When does the symbol of destruction become associated with human relationships and worldly wisdom?
Did the cultivators of the Western Continent's Calamity lineage become so knowledgeable about military strategy after eating too much?
As soon as Xia Er proved it, the hermit had already crossed space, transforming into a pure white, blood-stained robe, which he draped over his body. He held a phantom red scepter, and the red light symbolizing his will directly enveloped the entire mirror world. Time and space were briefly frozen, and the characteristics of the Time Worm were also utilized to slightly affect the power of the gray mist, twisting and breaking this mystical connection.
The "Primordial Witch" Chick was equally alarmed. To her, the so-called blessing was nothing but blatant pollution. Startled, she realized that even the witch's own power was ineffective against this pollution. The power provided by the hermit, which was used for advancement and resembled the Chaos Sea, was completely consumed, shattering the polluted mirror world and throwing it into the void.
On the Hermit's side, Xia Er simulated the lower-level, weakened symbol of the King of Time and Space. While cutting off the signal of this "mirror projection," he saw that the phantom of the city had been submerged in a sea of blood, as if the gates of hell had been opened, and blood corpses crawled out of the sea of blood.
Looking at the restored mirror world with some shame, I felt that I had inadvertently caused some trouble for the Western Continent. But that shouldn't be the case. This is the early stage of the Fourth Era. The Celestial Venerable's barrier should still be quite effective. How could the City of Calamity still be able to connect through the mirror world?
Before he transmigrated, he was just a novelist, not a scholar of supernatural tales, and even a bit naive. He never expected something like this to happen.
"What's going on? What is that thing?"
Chick still felt a lingering fear when he recalled the three-headed dragon, especially the head in the middle that looked like a chaotic vortex. He instinctively felt a resistance to his own chaotic authority, and even when looking at the hermit beside him, he no longer had the most primal and instinctive desire he had when he first advanced.
"You...I..."
Just as the "Hermit" was about to explain, he suddenly sensed something and his figure disappeared again in information form. The Primordial Witch reacted quickly as well, and the two appeared on a small island in the Sunia Sea. The pollution that Chik had thrown into the void in his panic had landed here.
Looking at the weather sorcerer of the Medici family whose aura was close to that of a Sequence 1.
The hermit glanced at it, then turned and left. It was the witch's fault; it was inappropriate for him to kill Medici's junior.
Chick, make it quick.