21st Century Necromancer-Chapter 910 - 904: The Ceremony Ends
Chapter 910 -904: The Ceremony Ends
The resplendent pillar of light pierced the heavens, reaching from earth to sky. Even though this place was merely the gap between life and death along the banks of the Sanzu River, it still gave off a feeling as though this pillar illuminated the entire world.
Gazing at the magnificent pillar of light before them, sensing the overwhelming power within its violet radiance—a power that seemed capable of shaking the entire world—Constitution, Warspite, and Missouri, as ship-girls who had transcended the boundaries of deities, all looked at the pillar with perplexed expressions.
Although all three of them had broken through the limits of divinity, and aside from Warspite who had voluntarily given up her Divine Duty due to personal reasons, both Missouri and Constitution possessed complete Divine Ranks and Divine Duties.
However, when they had first attained their Divine Ranks and Duties, and successfully transcended the limits of divinity, the might they displayed was far from the grandeur of what stood before them now.
To make a comparison, the difference between the power they emanated back then and the might of this pillar of light now was akin to that between a car’s headlights and a lighthouse’s searchlight.
While a car’s headlights are bright enough to illuminate the road ahead, a lighthouse’s searchlight can light up the ocean, guiding ships through the night.
And though Warspite, Constitution, and Missouri were all ship-girls at the Deity Level, it was evident to them that even if their powers were combined, they would barely measure up to even a tenth of this violet pillar’s strength.
This realization inexplicably stirred a sense of crisis in their hearts. If Chen Yu was destined to face battles and opponents of this magnitude, their strength was clearly insufficient to vanquish his enemies and secure victory for him.
“Can deities even possess such power?” Standing beside Warspite, Missouri’s gaze was clouded with a trace of confusion. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
As one of the last warships among the ship-girls to retire from active service, the technology she bore was the most advanced, and her firepower—enhanced by nuclear shells—was among the strongest. This was something Missouri had always taken pride in.
Moreover, as one of only three deities among the ship-girls, she had always been filled with a profound sense of pride in her own power.
But now, standing before this towering violet pillar of light, sensing the immense might contained within it, Missouri felt her own insignificance deeply. Doubts surged within her—was she truly a deity? Compared to this violet light, she felt as fragile and powerless as a newborn child.
Missouri’s question found no answer, for all the ship-girls present shared the same doubts in their hearts.
Every single one of them, at their weakest, was a Demigod. Constitution, Warspite, and Missouri had all surpassed the boundaries of divinity. Until now, none of them had faced an opponent who made them feel utterly helpless. Not even Nagato, Eugene, Saratoga, and others who had endured nuclear strikes had ever felt their fighting spirit waver in the face of nuclear weaponry.
Yet, this violet pillar of light before them seemed to drain them of even the smallest spark of resistance. Deep within their hearts, not a sliver of fighting will could arise. They felt as though they could never be an adversary to such a force.
Even with Constitution’s power granting them Courage, the ship-girls’ morale continued to plummet uncontrollably in the presence of this inconceivable power.
Had they not known that this phenomenon was the result of something their own commander had created, they might have already succumbed to despair, their morale entirely broken.
Nevertheless, even with this knowledge, the thought persisted—if they were to face similar enemies in the future, how could they possibly resist? This lingering shadow of doubt loomed over Warspite’s mind as she wrestled with such questions.
As Warspite wrestled with her anxiety, the violet radiance began to gradually wane, eventually fading away. The once resplendent, sky-piercing pillar of light condensed down, shrinking until it transformed into a floating violet crystal stone before Chen Yu.
It was a flawlessly crafted regular icosahedron, shrouded in a faint, misty haze. Although radiant multicolored lights emanated from within the crystal, its surroundings were wrapped in several concentric rings of violet runes, which cast the mist on its surface into a deep purple hue.
As they gazed upon the crystal, Warspite, Constitution, and Missouri understood instantly—it was a Divine Rank. After all, they each carried a similar object within themselves.
But compared to the crystalline Divine Rank before them, the ones they held seemed palpably weaker.
Could this be the reason they were unable to resist the might of that pillar of light just now? The three ship-girls speculated in silence. But when they saw Chen Yu carefully place the Divine Rank into an ornate box and descend from the altar, the ritual apparently concluded, they swiftly leapt from Missouri’s deck and hurried to Chen Yu’s side.
“Commander, has the ritual ended?” Warspite glanced at the box in Chen Yu’s hand. She could distinctly feel the overwhelming aura emanating from it—stronger, even, than the Divine Rank it now contained.
Chen Yu nodded slightly. The ritual had drained him to such an extent that he now found it challenging even to speak.
Yet, as he scanned his surroundings, seeing the three warships around the altar damaged by the tremors, and the fatigue etched upon the faces of the three ship-girls before him, he still responded to Warspite: “You’ve worked hard. The ritual is complete. You may stand down from defensive readiness.”
“Yes, Commander.” Warspite saluted Chen Yu and swiftly relayed the instructions through the command channel: “Operation concluded. Stand down from combat readiness. All ships remain on alert.”
Following Warspite’s order, the other ship-girls finally relaxed from their maintained combat postures. Yamato, Musashi, and Missouri each dismissed their damaged warship forms one by one.
“Commander, are we returning to the Necromantic Space now?” Warspite noticed that the surrounding ship-girls had lowered their combat statuses but still maintained vigilance. Satisfied, she asked Chen Yu about their next steps.
Chen Yu shook his head slightly. After carefully securing the box, he finally responded, “Wait for a moment. Someone—or rather, a deity—is bound to arrive soon.”
Warspite didn’t fully comprehend Chen Yu’s words, but she grasped his intention. Thus, she refrained from asking further, standing guard beside him in continued vigilance.
Still, while keeping watch, Warspite couldn’t help but voice the question weighing on her heart: “Commander, why did that pillar of light emit such an overwhelming aura? I’m a deity, yet compared to it…”
Warspite bit her lip, her heart heavy with an uncontrollable sense of inadequacy. “Compared to that pillar of light just now, my power feels far too insignificant.”
“That was a Divine Rank constructed from the embodiment of a complete set of world rules—essentially, a representation of an entire portion of the world,” Chen Yu explained, understanding Warspite’s concerns and the emotions driving them. “You, on the other hand, are different. Although you are a deity and possess a Divine Rank and Divine Duty, they are merely the manifestations of faith—an embodiment of belief granted by those who revere you. This means your Divine Rank represents only a fraction of the rules it symbolizes.
Thus, the disparity in power between you and that Divine Rank is immense. If you wish to ascend to the same level of power, you must deepen your understanding and mastery over your Divine Duty, and strengthen your bond with the rules it represents. Only by fully grasping those principles will you achieve a power equal to that Divine Rank’s level.”
Though Chen Yu’s explanation clarified his meaning, Warspite still felt a little lost. However, she chose not to probe further. For at that moment, as she conversed with Chen Yu, a figure had silently appeared before them without warning.
“It seems you’ve succeeded, Chen Yu,” the newcomer remarked, surveying the transformed landscape of the Sanzu River Bank, their tone tinged with delight as they offered their congratulations.
“I dare not fail, Your Highness Miketsu,” Chen Yu replied, unsurprised by the figure’s arrival. After all, this was precisely the individual he had been waiting for.
