roccoschili Chapter 23 Pseudo-Divine Descent
Chapter 23 Pseudo-Divine Descent
Liu Yuan's aura changed, and his presence underwent a dramatic transformation.
His aura became inhuman, like the boundless vitality of mountains and rivers nurturing life, with flourishing plants surrounding him.
But Chang Yuan keenly sensed that beneath that vibrant life force lay a sinister and gloomy aura, as well as a twisted and burgeoning power.
The warm, vibrant energy was tinged with decay, and life was entangled with withering.
Its aura was indifferent and disdainful of all living beings; it was not the aura of an ordinary person, but the aura of a god!
A god whose birth and death are intertwined, whose holiness and evil are intertwined, and who tampers with the origin, reverses prosperity and decay, and is treacherous and evil!
It was not the descent of an evil god, but rather a trace of divine essence reflected in the priest's imagined evil god through his daily devout prayers.
This wisp of divine essence transferred into Liu Yuan's body, giving rise to boundless vitality and immense pressure at the cost of the host's decaying essence.
This evokes an instinctive sense of awe, yet also a profound sense of dread and fear from the depths of one's soul.
This is a fake divine descent.
In remote and desolate lands such as Dongshengzhou, Xiniuzhou, and Chizhou, false divine descents are common, and even genuine divine descents occur from time to time.
Within the Ming Dynasty, the limit for evil gods is to achieve the feigned divine descent.
The pride of the people of the Ming Dynasty and their pragmatic attitude toward the gods were not enough to meet the conditions for divine intervention.
The evil god can descend from the desolate wilderness and then attack the Ming Dynasty's homeland.
The result was that, near the Ming Dynasty's mainland, there were four divine ruins, which were the remains of gods who had forcibly attacked the Ming Dynasty.
Even a false divine descent is an enormous risk for an evil god.
A living god, an immortal being, is an immense temptation for the top superhumans of the Ming Dynasty.
What descended was not the evil god in its true form, but rather His true reflection; the information was genuine.
Revealing enough information about an evil god is equivalent to showing its health bar.
The god revealed his health bar, and the only result was death!
Liu Yuan was merely a retired soldier of the Ming army, and he was not considered powerful or influential in his hometown. He only owned a textile workshop of a certain size, yet he managed to persuade the Jade Statue of Creation to risk its life and descend upon him.
This shows that the old man's combat power is quite rare for the Jade Statue of Creation, and it is worth it for Him to take a little risk for him.
This also indicates that the Jade Statue of Creation judged that the Imperial Guards led by Chang Yuan posed no threat.
But He was wrong!
Chang Yuan has just upgraded the entry "Xingyiquan" and fully digested the results of his previous practice of the twenty-four stances.
Limited by his skeletal and muscular physique, he could not engage in direct combat with the enemy.
But he has a gun!
Do you know what gun-fu is?
Facing the ferocious Liu Yuan rushing towards him, Chang Yuan's expression was serious, but his body remained relaxed, and his wrist holding the gun trembled slightly like a serpent.
Just as the three-pointed double-edged sword slashed down, Chang Yuan suddenly raised his wrist, aimed his gun at the sword, and fired.
boom!
The bullet struck the tip of the side branch knife precisely, and the powerful impact was amplified by the leverage effect, instantly forcing the three-pointed double-edged knife to shift two feet to the side.
The three-pointed, double-edged sword struck the ground with a thud about six or seven inches from Chang Yuan's body.
Chang Yuan flicked his wrist and fired again into his exposed left eye socket.
boom!
"ah--!"
The bullet tore through the newly healed, still-weak skin and entered the eye socket again, embedding itself in the inner bone.
But the wound only spurted out a spurt of blood before it scabbed over and closed. Tiny granulation tissue sprouted from the skin around the wound, writhing like tentacles, and rapidly healed itself by connecting and fusing together.
Chang Yuan gave a cold laugh.
It's easy to quickly heal and close a wound, but getting new skin to withstand bullets is not so simple.
His eyes caught sight of Liu Yuan raising his three-pointed double-edged sword, and he subtly flicked his wrist to aim again.
boom!
This time, he shot the blade in the direction Liu Yuan was exerting force, using Liu Yuan's own strength to knock him to the ground.
Taking advantage of Liu Yuan's fall, Chang Yuan quickly reloaded the ammunition.
Instead of rushing forward immediately, Liu Yuan took a few steps back, adjusted his breathing, and gathered his strength before charging forward again with his sword raised.
His speed indeed increased, the sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air was ear-piercing, and the cold light scattered into afterimages as it trembled, like a blooming flower, piercing straight at Chang Yuan's face.
It was unbelievable that Liu Yuan could twirl a three-pointed, double-edged knife made of hardwood.
Chang Yuan's "precision" entry remained locked, but he wasn't confident he could hit the rapidly vibrating blade tip. He could only exert force in the manner of "walking on the wrong footing," suddenly leaping backward several meters.
He dodged the blade's thrust, but the surging energy of the blade grazed his cheek, leaving a shallow bloodstain.
Ignoring the wound, Chang Yuan raised the gun and pointed it at Liu Yuan's left eye socket.
Just as he pulled the trigger, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he grasped the principle of "bullets following the momentum."
In a burst of inspiration, Chang Yuan kicked his feet, snapped his legs, twisted his waist, straightened his body, and lowered his shoulders, finally whipping his wrist out like a whip and pulling the trigger at the same time.
boom!
After the bullet left the barrel, it did not fly in a straight line, but instead followed the direction of the swinging arm, arcing out of Liu Yuan's broadsword parry and aiming straight for his bleeding left eye socket.
puff!
The bullet entered Liu Yuan's eye socket, tearing through his skin again and spurting out a stream of blood.
Liu Yuan broke down, roaring furiously, "Damn it, couldn't you have gone somewhere else?"
"I already have four bullets in my eye sockets, they're full, completely full!!"
Chang Yuan grinned maliciously, revealing his gleaming white teeth: "Of course not."
"I'll hit you however painful it is!"
"Just bear with it!"
"Ah, you shameless bastards, those despicable Imperial Guards!"
Anger unleashed even more of Liu Yuan's potential. He suddenly released his left hand from his eyes and swung his three-pointed double-edged sword with his right hand, transforming it into a giant cutting disc.
Accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, the enormous disc pressed down on Chang Yuan, causing walls to collapse and houses to crumble wherever it went, with nothing able to stop it.
Chang Yuan's lips curled slightly, and he pushed off with his feet, retreating repeatedly. Then he circled around Liu Yuan, using the buildings in the workshop to wear him down.
A violent outburst is never sustainable.
After Liu Yuan smashed down several walls and pillars, he felt his arms go numb, and his offensive faltered.
Just then, gunshots rang out one after another.
boom! boom! boom!
The bullets followed arcing trajectories, striking Liu Yuan repeatedly, hitting his heart, brow, kidneys, throat, and even his manhood and anus.
Although you can't break through their defenses, it hurts a lot when you get hit in certain sensitive spots.
Liu Yuan was in excruciating pain, but he dared not lower his left hand, while his right hand was aching and numb. He could only stand there in helpless rage, his roars growing louder and louder.
Chang Yuan's bullets hit Liu Yuan's vital points, but he could not find a fatal spot other than his eyes, and Liu Yuan's eyes were well protected.
Liu Yuan's field of vision was limited, and he didn't dare to lower his left hand at all. Not only could he not hit Chang Yuan, he didn't even dare to run.
Because he was trying to escape quickly, his left hand moved slightly away from his eye, and a fifth bullet ended up in his left eye socket.
There's really no more room...
The battle thus reached a stalemate.
Liu Yuan was confident that he was blessed by the gods and had inexhaustible physical strength, while Chang Yuan had infinite endurance bestowed by the spiritual source of heat.
Both believed that once the other could stop jumping, they could easily crush him.
Two hours later, Liu Yuan realized he had lost.
Because the Creation Jade Statue, which had risked everything to create a fake divine descent, suddenly began to withdraw its divine power in order to avoid information loss.
This is a sign that He has determined that the situation is hopeless.
As the Jade Statue of Creation was removed, Liu Yuan's aura plummeted, his muscles began to atrophy, his skin began to sag, and his hair began to turn yellow and dry.
When Chang Yuan saw this scene, he knew that the moment of victory had arrived.
He's not pretending anymore, he's laid his cards on the table!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
With lightning-fast hand speed, all the bullets were fired in an instant.
Six bullets, following different arc trajectories, struck Liu Yuan's bulging left eye socket.
boom--
Liu Yuan's head exploded.
The process of the Jade Statue of Creation drawing divine power was interrupted. The divine power flowed into Liu Yuan's heart and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand, and the last part condensed into a dazzling and transparent bead.
This was the first time Chang Yuan had ever seen an item with an entry.
【Creation·False】: Shaping spirits and creating destiny, reversing life and prolonging life.