jdhmnovel Chapter 592 That Familiar Dream
Chapter 592 That Familiar Dream
Qi Mo looked at the scene before him, and felt the blood in his body freeze instantly.
From the depths of the palace came a fragment of "Ode to Heaven's Mandate" composed by Xuanyuan Shaoze himself. The complete score had long been lost with the collapse of the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb during the Great Cycle of the Era ten thousand years ago. Yet, now, it was being played here in its entirety! Even the war drum rhythm added during the demon clan's friendly gathering was spot on!
"Is it... the Moon Palace's automatic replay system?" Emperor Chi Yan watched the Moon Palace reappear and breathed a sigh of relief. The fire whip in his hand fell, but it was reflected distortedly in the waves of the Moon Tide Spirit. "But didn't Xuanyuan's song already..."
"No, it's not a mechanical replay." Qi Mo touched the glass cup on his waist. It was the jade bottle he left from Su Mohui's system backpack, and the bottle was filled with silvery-white liquid at some point.
The moment he picked up the glass cup, he suddenly remembered what Xuanyuan Shaoze had said when he poured his last ray of divine power into the glass cup during the war between heaven and earth ten thousand years ago: "If the desolate planet reappears, please listen to this unfinished war song for me."
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Qi Mo suddenly thought of something and stood up abruptly. Regardless of Emperor Chi Yan's obstruction, he rushed towards the main gate of Guanghan Palace.
"boom--"
The moment he pushed the palace door open, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Qi Mo's footsteps suddenly stopped stiffly on the steps. He saw that in front of the jade table in the center of the palace, half of a jade pendant engraved with the word "Xuan" had rolled to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and the edge of the jade pendant was stained with fresh blood.
The bronze jade mirror on the desk suddenly turned automatically towards Qi Mo, but what was reflected was not his face, but Xuanyuan Shaoze's back!
At this moment, he was wearing the divine armor of the Central Emperor from ten thousand years ago, and was reaching out to pick up the hilt of his sword in the mirror.
"No!" Qi Mo subconsciously spoke out to stop him, but the mirror suddenly shattered strangely at this moment. He staggered back half a step, but the glass cup on his waist was pulled to the ground by an invisible force.
When the silvery-white liquid was completely splashed onto the moonstone condensed with moonlight, it slowly formed a line of words carved with divine power. The two of them only took a glance and recognized that it was Xuanyuan Shaoze's handwriting - "The anchor point is the calamity, I am the firewood and also the fire"
Emperor Chiyan rushed in from outside the palace and saw the oracle on the ground. His brows jumped fiercely, "It's bad!"
.........
When the star map of the Nine Heavens Xuanji Terrace exploded, Su Mohui suddenly woke up from her dream. Her shirt, soaked with cold sweat, stuck to her back, as if covered with a layer of ice.
She was very familiar with this dream. She had it two years ago when she first traveled through time. Since then, it would reappear every once in a while, and the scenes in the dream would be more complete. At this moment, every grain of snow and every drop of blood in the dream were deeply engraved in her mind.
The dream was still about that pale snowfield, with a half-collapsed city wall in the center. The accumulated snow was mixed with solidified blood beads, which creaked when stepped on.
She was wearing a red and black wide-sleeved and waisted Hanfu. She closed her eyes that were injured by the enemy's ambush and raised her hands to wipe away the blood and tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.
Su Mohui could draw the scene before her eyes with her eyes closed——
It was the end of a great reincarnation of a certain era. These Chinese gods spent their entire lives and finally prevented the Heavenly Dao, which was eroded by resentment, from completely falling into the desolate planet.
But no one would have expected that the ants of Fusang Country would resort to such despicable means to dump sewage into the blue planet and into the universe, and even...it took a long time for Shugendo to break the void barrier and pour the sewage directly into the void. The entire universe was swollen with gray fog!
All worlds in the universe sensed the spread of this filth—
The world is in danger.
In this moment of panic, the Shugendo from Fuso claims to have been "destined" to save the world. But in reality, they have been targeted by the gods Cthulhu and become their carriers in the world, greedily absorbing the panic from all eternity.
And so, the world...collapsed!
Su Mohui raised her head. A hint of unyielding smile appeared at the corners of her cherry-red lips on her pale face. She said to the gray-clothed man in front of her, whose face was blurred and who was possessed by the god of Cthulhu, Azathoth: "Are you sure... you want to fight me to the death?"
The man spat, and a husky, ethereal voice and a hoarse male voice emerged from his throat simultaneously. He challenged with a poor accent, "Open your eyes and look... Look at the state of the land you fought so hard to protect! It's rotten to ashes! You still want to fight me?"
"I don't need to open my eyes. I can feel them in my heart." Su Mohui pressed her hand against her chest, where a badge glowed red in the eternal night. "Because my heart... has been transformed into the Nether Core. I can feel the faith of everyone here, and their presence."
"As long as I'm here for one day, I can work with the gods to pull them out of your control and put everything back on track. I protect my country, you will never understand."
She felt the badge's pulse and chuckled softly, "You don't understand the purity of faith, you don't understand people's attitude towards gods, and even less do you understand how we should get along with them. How can a tiny ant understand the ambitions of a swan?"
The gray-clad man scoffed. Scattered archers stood behind him, launching new attacks at his gesture. "Indeed, but the one you sent out is nothing more than an ant in front of us, isn't he? Your Highness, what do you think of using an ant to stop a ferocious beast?"
Before she finished speaking, though her eyes were closed, she relied on the perception of the Nether Core to accurately predict the arrows and crossbows fired by the enemy. The moment she blocked them with her broadsword, she continued, "Your God of the Ke family is formless and shapeless, like a ferocious beast. A beast has the power of a beast, and an ant has the wisdom of an ant. Do you think we are not fully prepared?"
"We can afford to lose once, and we can afford to lose many times. Since we were able to survive the devouring of your Czar last time and still retain our fire, what do you think this time? We lost once, will we lose again?"
As he was speaking, a member of the Netherworld tribe broke free from the restrictions set by Su Mohui, roared and pounced on the man in gray, trying to die together with him.
But the gray-robed man casually stretched out his hand and tore the group apart.
As the hot blood splashed onto the snow, the tears and blood in Su Mohui's eyes flowed even more violently.
"Judging from the current situation, you've once again lost your right to survive in the universe due to our devouring you," the man continued tauntingly. "How pathetic! You're the only one left defending this dark land... It's like an ant losing ground, huh?"
"To retreat in order to advance is also a military strategy. Oh, I forgot, you people probably don't even know what a military book is." Su Mohui said, and threw out the last poison pill on his body!
The poison pill precisely unleashed its full force at the moment the man lost consciousness in anger. The gray-clothed man's mortal body was poisoned, and Azathoth's possessed consciousness was momentarily dazed.
He narrowed his eyes and cursed viciously: "Baga! I really gave you face! Have you forgotten how powerful our Fusang country is? Humph!" As he said, he turned his anger into nourishment to awaken Azathoth, trying to sacrifice his soul and launch a magic sound attack on Su Mohui.
Su Mohui sensed his intention and leaped high into the air. The sword in his hand flew out and slashed directly at the opponent's right arm, preventing him from digging out his heart and sacrificing his soul: "You are just a small country, nothing to be afraid of! I was able to drive you out back then, and I can do it now! If you want to fight, I will fight you to the end!
"Xinei!" The gray-robed man cursed, and in an instant, he awakened another god of the Ke family.
The Great Old One, Yog-Sothoth!
Even those with trypophobia would feel overwhelmed at first glance! When the tumorous mountain, composed of countless huge, twisted, rotting chunks of flesh, appeared, each protrusion was covered in eyes and tentacles.
Su Mohui immediately recognized Him. This god of the Ke family had directly controlled the minds of the people of Fuso during the last great reincarnation of the era. He possessed terrifying mental power that could drive people crazy!
Then, Shub-Niggurath, one of the three original gods, also known as the "Supreme Mother Goddess" and the "Black Goat of the Forest", appeared on the other side. She turned into a huge piece of meat like a black cloud, waving countless tentacles dripping with mucus, opening her huge mouth, and descending into the universe that was about to be swallowed by eternal night.
Nyarlathotep, one of the three pillars of the gods, the "crawling chaos", also appeared after the Mother Goddess. He is the messenger and spokesperson of the Outer Gods on earth, and is particularly loyal to Azathoth.
Those tentacles covered with eyes were crushing the nearby planets into powder. The pressure from the three original gods caused the snow to begin to sink, revealing densely packed corpses under the ice.
The snow fell heavier, nearly burying the remaining ruins. Those powerful beings who had broken free from the laws of the underworld and broken the restrictions to protect the universe had begun to directly utilize the original destiny of their respective worlds.
At this moment, a vast force, originating from an unknown era of reincarnation and left by the gods, erupted from Su Mohui! The Judgment Pen and the Rebirth Mirror instantly appeared before her. At the same time, the gods of the underworld appeared from every corner of the eternal night!
The Great Emperor of Dongyue, the remaining three Ghost Emperors and other gods waved their hands and formed seals, and the Netherworld Axe, Fengdu Seal, Soul-Catching Rope, Book of Life and Death, Netherworld Soul-Calming Halberd, Ksitigarbha Cauldron... one by one their natal artifacts emerged.
Including the Ten Kings of Hell and various underworld priests, all were present!
"Whoever offends me will be punished, no matter how far away he is!" The roar of Emperor Dongyue came from afar. The moment the Nether Axe split the gray fog, the Soul-Suppressing Halberd of the Ten Kings of Hell immediately stabbed towards the core of Yog-Ross.
After this, the gods roared in unison, forming an oath that shook the void—
"We swear to protect the Palace Master until our death!!!"
The eternal night of the universe is coming.
After an unknown amount of time, the magic weapons fell to the ground one after another. The blood and tears from Su Mohui's eyes dripped onto the snow, but suddenly rose into the air and transformed into blood-colored bubbles, enveloping the magic weapons.
Her collar was already soaked, and on her red and black Hanfu, it was impossible to tell where the water stains were and where the blood stains were.
The Emperor of Fengdu lost contact, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva fell into a calamity in his attempt to save all living beings, Yulei went to all realms to eliminate resentment but was also trapped in the gray fog and lost contact, the Emperor of Dongyue and the three ghost emperors were all severely injured, their divine nature and original power were damaged, and they were unable to fight again.
As the Eastern Ghost Emperor Shen Tu, she must resist to the end—
"Even if I risk my life today, don't even think about touching me, Youming!"
When the mark of the red spider lily between Su Mohui's eyebrows completely turned dark red, she split the Nether Core into several parts. Using the chessboard laid out by the Five Great Emperors as the foundation and the causal lines woven by the gods of heaven as the network, she sent the several magic weapons in front of her, along with the countless sentient beings she cared about, into the depths of the abyss.
She, on the other hand, staked her own netherworld power and the ten thousand worlds of karma, dragging her soul into the eternal gamble! At the same time, she brought the world-destroying method she had obtained from the four fierce beasts to its peak at this moment!
"What I'm betting on is my soul." When the method of destroying the world was activated, Su Mohui saw the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb falling into the depths of the abyss. There was a flash of light, and he saw the causal line on Qi Mo's wrist floating in the future.
When the last light in the darkness went out, when the snowfield where Su Mohui stood completely turned into an endless sea of snow, when the universe completely sank into eternal night... those gods of the K-type were also swallowed by the endless darkness, turning into foam and disappearing from this world -
only...
When Xu Yuan reappeared in the turbulence of time and space, the snow field where Su Mohui once stood revealed its true appearance - it was the last moon and the starting point of hope.
The method to break the impasse was buried deep beneath Guanghan Palace. Perhaps ten thousand years from now, when humanity reappeared and the Chinese gods awakened, someone would remember this method and hear the unfinished "Ode to Heaven's Mandate."
Until another new universe was born, Xu Yuan reappeared in the world, carrying the unfinished cause and effect of the Chinese gods. At the insistence of the Chinese gods, the last moon was given the characteristics of a "domain" by the cosmic consciousness. It drifted aimlessly in the new universe, waiting to be discovered...
At the end of the dream, Su Mohui saw Qi Mo standing on that desolate planet - no, that desolate planet had regained its vitality, it was the last moon.
She saw that Qi Mo discovered the secret of Guanghan Palace on the moon——
In that bronze jade mirror, Xuanyuan Shaoze was opening the "key to breaking the impasse" she had left for the god Cthulhu!
When she suddenly sat up, beads of cold sweat ran down Su Mohui's chin and hit the moonstone on the Xuanji Terrace. She pressed her chest hard and her clothes felt slightly cold. Even though she used her spiritual power to dry her clothes when she stood up, she still shivered subconsciously.
The taste of blood foam in the dream was still on the tip of her tongue. She raised her hand and rubbed the mark of the red spider lily between her eyebrows, and her fingertips touched something wet.
No, that’s not cold sweat, it’s tears and blood in the corners of my eyes!
When she noticed this detail, she almost instantly pulled out the Eight Trigrams Time Mirror that had been improved by Qi Mo. The cyan-gold patterns of the trigrams suddenly lit up. When the lines of the Qian trigram swept across the center of the mirror, ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and the image of the moon at that moment suddenly unfolded in the moon-white halo -
Dreams and reality overlapped before her eyes, forming the bronze mirror Qi Mo had seen on the desolate planet, the very place where she had sealed the key ten thousand years ago. And what Xuanyuan Shaoze touched wasn't the hilt of the sword, but the reflection of the fissure in the abyss within the mirror! That was a trap she had set with her Nether Core.
The tail end of Emperor Chi Yan's words "It's broken!" was still echoing in the empty hall. The oracle written on the ground, which was condensed from silver-white liquid, "The anchor point is the disaster, I am the firewood and also the fire" began to tremble slightly, and ripples suddenly appeared on the edge of the handwriting.
Seeing this scene, Qi Mo's heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible hand for some reason, and the pain made him almost unable to breathe.