Xyrin Empire-Chapter 249 - Mockery by a Crowd
Chapter 249: Chapter 249 Mockery by a Crowd
Chapter 249 -249 Mockery by a Crowd
From the Ghost Land in the north to the Silverpine Forest in the south, almost half of the Eastern Continent had been completely covered by the Undead Catastrophe’s plague power. This plague was not merely a virus that could turn living beings into undead creatures; it was also a form of magic imbued with curse power. Under its influence, the land that had just begun to recover from the corrosion of the Undead Catastrophe was once again turned into a wasteland reeking with lethal poison mists and blackened with decay. The heavy clouds polluted the already gloomy sky and refused to dissipate, filled with a modified version of the plague virus. Even birds that happened to fly by knew to detour far away from this millions of kilometers of thick poison clouds. Beneath this contaminated sky, it was difficult to find a single ray of pure sunlight on the whole of the corrupted land.
But in the mountains on the western side of the Ghost Land, there was a view that was sharply different from the surroundings.
The blackened, decaying land suddenly disappeared at some invisible boundary. The omnipresent stench halted at this unseen division, as if unable to advance a step further. Undead animals, hanging with rotting flesh and torn fur, also kept their distance from this peculiar valley due to some mysterious power. Right across this invisible boundary, no more than five meters away, lay lush green grasslands and wildflowers in full bloom, carpeting the ground. The rich breath of life miraculously filled this valley in the midst of a plague-ravaged land, where the power of death came to an abrupt halt, and vigorous vitality dominated the entire valley.
From above, this vibrant patch set amid the Land of Corruption was like a conspicuous jade in muddy sludge, distinctly expelling the surrounding death and plague.
Not only on the oasis grounded on the earth, but the skies above the oasis as well—it too had its polluted, blackish-green cloud layer miraculously dispersed. The plague-ridden dense clouds seemed to avoid disaster as they stayed far away from the oasis overhead. The clear, tile-blue sky showed its true face for the first time in years through a giant hole in the clouds, its bright sunlight pouring down like a waterfall of light, illuminating the only spot of vivid green against the black backdrop.
And at the center of this lush valley stood a city of metal, shining with a silvery white halo under the sunlight.
I admit, I have always underestimated a certain Dou Ding Goddess who, though she claimed to be a deity, her character was closer to that of a domesticated pet—barely fifteen centimeters tall.
Cough, cough. I accidentally let slip some habitual descriptions I have in my mind…
In a nutshell, this miraculous scene was all Dingdang’s doing, and when everything happened, the little thing didn’t even know it herself.
Located in the lands enveloped by the breath of death, Dingdang’s divinity was unintentionally stimulated, like a gas can with a poor seal that would inevitably leak in a void. In the Death Zone, Dingdang released her heavenly divine power without realizing it. For the first three days, she spent her time sleeping in her micro-room, and Dingdang’s divine power release didn’t cause any noticeable phenomena. But after a casual stroll to the plaza after these three days, the groundwork for this miracle was laid. In the wee hours of the next day, a tremendous life power combined with godly will swept through the entire Ghost Land and dispelled the plague in the western mountains. Even the high heavens were pierced by a giant hole in the cloud layer from this rampage of divine power. Thus, when I was excitedly dragged out from my bedroom to the plaza by Qianqian, the bright sunshine shining down from the sky almost blinded these Krypton Gold dog eyes of mine.
Alright, I admit that I might have been a tad lazy, still sleeping in my room at ten o’clock in the morning.
Not many were aware of the miracle that occurred overnight. In fact, the Life Storm that Dingdang initiated only dealt a devastating blow to the undead creatures and was so gentle to living targets that it went completely unnoticed. Therefore, when the soldiers who rose in the morning saw the situation around them, they were utterly stunned by the shocking scene, then cheered and jumped for joy. The soldiers who were fortunate enough to witness the miracle during the night patrol spoke incoherently with near-fanatical expressions to their comrades about everything they saw. Walking on the spacious plaza, I saw many enthusiastic warriors from various races gathered together, discussing the miracle. The usually stern racial commanders also skipped scolding their subordinates for their indiscipline for the first time, instead joining in various impromptu celebrations. For the natives of Azeroth who had almost been destroyed by the Undead Catastrophe, such a thorough purification of the region’s plague and the formation of such a vast life oasis were already miraculous victories. The human warriors who had been severely battered by the plague were especially excited, while the Dark Night Elves, who inherently believe in the way of life, saw this as a divine gift—well, in some ways, it truly was. These mystical and amiable elves gathered together in small groups, engaging in sincere prayer in their traditional manner.
Unfortunately, the deity they were thanking had no time to pay them any heed…
I poked Dingdang, who was fast asleep and cutely snoring on my shoulder, feeling quite helpless.
This little dummy, to become so drained without even knowing it… Does she never control her own powers? Even when her powers are completely running wild, she doesn’t feel a thing?
Talking about it, when that guy came running to greet me just now and then dropped to the ground without warning, it really gave me quite the scare…
“So that’s why she’s called a low-level goddess,” Sandora, who knew much more about the Divine Race than I did, looked at Little Dou Ding sprawled out on my shoulder with an expression that was both amused and exasperated. She shrugged her shoulders and said, “Actually, just in terms of strength, this little one has already reached the level of the Middle Rank Divine Race. But when it comes to control… I really have no idea how she graduated from the academy…”
By this time, my sister and Lin Xue had also walked over from the other side. Judging by their expressions, they didn’t seem to get much joy from the vibrant life all around us.
“Sis,” I called out, greeting them from a distance with a raised hand.
My sister had already seen us. She walked over briskly and said, “Ah Jun, I didn’t expect the little one to be so powerful… Looks like she’s worn herself out, huh?”
“She’s sleeping comfortably,” I said, lifting my shoulder a bit. Dingdang didn’t show any signs of waking up; instead, she smacked her lips, changed positions, and continued sleeping. “We’ve got big trouble on our hands…”
Lin Xue immediately looked surprised: “Yeah, you thought the same? I thought you, the thoughtless one, wouldn’t have such an idea!”
After countless confrontations, I had acquired a precious piece of wisdom: never engage with Lin Xue in such a situation; otherwise, this wind-bag would undoubtedly become even more arrogant.
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Looking up, I gazed at the hole in the clouds that showered down the splendid sunlight. Naturally, the increasingly restless plague clouds surrounding the void caught my eye. In my perception, the dark energy spreading outside the valley was verging on losing control.
“This is really… like drawing aggro on the entire map…”
The various energy detection radars in the base had recorded Dingdang’s divine power outburst. According to the latest data, this energy storm had swept over three-quarters of the Ghost Land, killing tens of thousands of weaker undead creatures. Unfortunately, even Dingdang’s power, after being spread across the Ghost Land, had been weakened countless times. Not to mention that she was completely unaware of what had happened at the time. This Divine-level Forbidden Curse-like energy explosion was completely out of control. Therefore, the majority of undead creatures in the Ghost Land did not suffer fatal damage from this divine purification.
In other words, the purification storm Dingdang inadvertently unleashed was merely equivalent to—taunting the entire Ghost Land.
At least several tens of millions of undead, in the deep spiritual pain, were now gnashing their teeth and fixing their resentful gazes on the valley where we were situated.
At the beginning, Dingdang was still conscious. Although the little thing didn’t notice, the divine might she constantly emitted and the subconscious control of life rules suppressed the undead creatures on this land. No matter how much they ground their teeth, those fatty parts and high-calcium pieces would never dare to step toward the valley emanating endless danger.
But now, with Little Dou Ding having fallen into a deep sleep due to the excessive consumption of her power, the Life Field that hovered over the Ghost Land and temporarily suppressed the undead power was weakening by the moment…
