The test tube in the Red Glove's hand seemed to contain a broken limb.
The skin seemed to be made of some kind of metal, and the bones seemed to be made of crystal. It was a finger. Without a doubt, it had been taken from a Sage's corpse. It was more than enough to be used as a seed for the Sage Insignia or as a basis for descending.
"With so much Origin Substance, it should be enough for initial development, right?"
The Red Glove laughed, then suddenly smashed the test tube in the box.
In the blink of an eye, countless shards of glass flew out, then dissipated into the air. They weren't physical in the first place. The entire test tube was a container made of Myriad Dissolving Agent, and its purpose was to tightly isolate the inside from the outside.
The instant it came into contact with the air.
The finger trembled slightly, as if it had sensed the freedom of the air.
In the blink of an eye, the Origin Substance that had been stored in the box over the past few days had been completely sucked dry. Immediately afterwards, a shriek erupted from the auditorium.
Very quickly, the shriek disappeared.
It turned into a field of silence.
Only droplets of crystalline Origin Substance began to appear, slowly seeping into the finger bone. Immediately afterwards, an aura of madness and malice began to rise from the finger bone.
It was like a tidal wave, sweeping out in all directions.
It was a storm.
A storm of thirst and malice.
It wildly blew off into the distance, greedily enveloping everything, violently absorbing all thoughts, and automatically pulling at all the Origin Substance it could sense … … Its range was the entire Old Tang Village!
Even an Ascendant would find it hard to withstand the gravitational pull from the center of the storm.
The Red Glove retreated a few steps, then heard a crackling sound. It was the sound of his own hair shattering.
A few strands of his hair had dried up like weeds, blown off by the wind and falling to the ground.
He raised his hand and touched his face, feeling the traces of wrinkles.
The corners of his eyes seemed to have aged several decades in an instant, and the dense wrinkles and age spots that only old people would have appeared.
Immediately afterwards, flesh and blood began to sprout from the cracks in his finger, and his bones began to grow … … In the blink of an eye, the remaining Sage Insignia had been awakened, spontaneously extracting the Origin Substance it had plundered, rapidly developing into a complete form.
The seed was growing.
No, it should be called … … recovery.
The first was the first stage – mercury, the legendary first metal. It was made from salt, sulfur, and mercury. It was the foundation of all living things.
With this as the basis, the remnant will in the Holy Corpse awakened from its silence and cast an indifferent glance at the now unfamiliar world.
Next was the second stage, Gold. Its characteristics had been discovered, and its attributes had been perfected. After the Origin Substance had been purified, it began to glow like a sun.
However, this flame was green in color and carried with it an icy chill. Wherever it passed, everything seemed to have been eroded by the wind for thousands of years.
Turned into ashes.
Then came the third stage, aether, the path of transcendence.
The decaying body could no longer restrain the terrifying light. A mighty force that surpassed common sense brewed within, as if the seed of divine power had been sown. It regained its original transcendent status and struggled with all its might to break free from the shackles of the laws of physics.
For example, the reverse scale of a dragon, the tail feathers of a phoenix, the eyes of a medusa, the wings of an angel, and the horns of a demon.
He could no longer be bound by common sense.
Finally came the fourth stage, Star Antimony.
The finger bone had now turned into a slender and fair palm, as if it had extended from the void. It had been carved by a skilled craftsman with blood, sweat, and tears. Every detail was flawless.
It had been completely sublimated and transcended the mortal world. It was no longer something that mortals could touch!
It was only a step away from becoming a legend.
At this moment, a rumble came from afar. The earth shook and the mountains shook. An iron fence grew from the earth, slowly sealing Old Tang Town within.
It was isolated from the outside.
The growth of the palm came to an abrupt halt.
There was no more Origin Substance to allow it to continue recovering to its original state.
As if sensing the pitch-black sky outside the auditorium, a regretful sigh came from the void.
The Red Gloves' expression suddenly changed. He took out a pocket-watch-like depth measuring device and saw the rapidly rising value … … In the blink of an eye, the border's degree had reached 60% … …
This place was being stripped away from the Reality by the Astronomy Association!
Just a little bit more.
Just a few dozen seconds more, and the Holy Corpse would have recovered to the fifth stage, Philosopher's Stone. It would have truly become a miracle in the world! It might even have recovered to the transcendental stage, Crown, and taken control of divine authority … …
However, the abyss between the fourth and fifth stages was difficult to cross at this moment.
He was one step too slow!
"This is impossible … … Was it by chance, or was it discovered?"
The Red Gloves fell into a daze and muttered gloomily. He couldn't imagine where he had exposed himself. Or was there some secret here that he hadn't investigated?
Soon, he heard a fleeting voice.
It was like a whisper coming from the wind.
"I can't care so much. Even if there's only one hand, it should be enough."
As he said this, the hand pointed behind him, indicating for him to move back a little.
The next moment, it raised two fingers and waved in the direction of the auditorium. The sound of a rag being torn apart by a machine was heard.
A hurricane gushed out.
Wherever it passed, all the bricks were instantly weathered into dust, and the wooden beams withered and shattered. They were swept up into the sky by the gale.
The palm slowly rose and slowly clenched between the heavens and the earth.
A sharp and ear-piercing sound was heard, and the turbulent world suddenly became still, as if the operating hub was tightly gripped by the palm.
The program of the Discovery Stripping stopped abruptly.
It was as if the entire space was frozen in this hurricane.
Suddenly, a roar came from afar.
.
"Illegal border crossing detected. Soul imprint comparison completed. Threat level raised — —"
In the short moment when it appeared, Ai Qing's phone showed an alert from the satellite above. It even confirmed the origin of the hand:
"Alien belonging to the terrorist organization 'Green Sun' — — 'Ten Disasters' Fourth: Wind Disaster, Threat Level A, Disaster Alert has been sent."
Although they were shocked and conflicted by Ai Qing's report just now, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They wanted to thank her from the bottom of their hearts for her stubbornness.
Only Ai Qing's face became more and more ugly. She silently flipped through her phone.
However, she didn't receive a text message that Huai Shi and the others had successfully evacuated.
"Tsk … …"
She frowned irritably. Soon, she no longer hesitated. She raised her head and asked, "Then what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for him to order? Didn't the Special Affairs Division even make a final preparation plan? "
After receiving the approval of the middle-aged man and Ai Qing at the same time, less than ten seconds later, a roar came from afar.
Thunderous roars came one after another, and the earth shook.
Three kilometers away from the blockade, on a towering hillside, smoke and dust continued to rise. The pungent smell of gunpowder spread with the continuous burst of tremors.
The steel behemoth crawled on the ground, reflecting a cold light under the reflection of the lights.
With the command of the command center, the huge base unfolded as if wedged into the earth. The heavy barrel slowly lifted and aimed at the sky.
The distance calculation was completed.
The calculation of the bullet point was completed.
The next moment, flames burst out!
Eleven howitzers that had been waiting for a long time roared, projecting a fatal iron light into the sky. The next moment, a terrifying force enough to incinerate the entire church dozens of times fell from the sky.
The hand that was in a deadlock with the blockade seemed to have sensed the sudden attack. It raised its little finger slightly and flicked it to the side.
A hurricane suddenly rose, and the color of iron lit up. The violent wind collided with each other, bursting out a sharp sound and countless sparks flashed.
The iron current swept out and brazenly shattered half of the grenades. Then, the little finger moved slightly, and the iron current collapsed inwards, gathering the remaining grenades into a point.
The next moment, blazing flames erupted in the sky.
The sudden appearance of the flames illuminated the undamaged hand.
Then, the second round of bombardment fell from the sky!
"— — Very good. Continue, maintain suppressive fire."
In the command center, the middle-aged man was excited. He wasn't discouraged at all.
The counterattack of the Wind Disaster's Hand proved that it still didn't have the ability to withstand direct bombardment. Otherwise, there would be no need to waste time on such things.
As the shelter of ordinary people and the cornerstone of the world, the Reality had the strictest rules and regulations. Unless one reached the level of a 'natural enemy' and turned into a walking human-shaped hell, it was impossible to contend with the laws of physics head-on.
As long as there was enough firepower, it wasn't as if there were no records of 'crowned' falling under the siege of an army.
"It's a pity. If only there were missiles …"
Ai Qing sighed regretfully. Then, she heard the person in the command center shout in surprise, "The reinforcements from the higher-ups have set off!"
She was stunned for a moment. First, she sighed in relief. Then, she vaguely felt that something was wrong. The guardian of the Reality that was currently on duty in East Xia didn't seem to be very reliable.
Thinking of the rumors that were circulating among her colleagues, her heart suddenly sank again.
Under the frenzied fire of the 16 howitzers, even though it was constantly counterattacking, the palm that contended against the power of the blockade was still sinking inch by inch.
It was being suppressed.
Even more than half of the church had collapsed. Unfortunately, there were no traces of survivors.
This was to be expected.
The mutant known as the Beast of Wind Disaster was best at creating a vortex of source substances to extract other people's source substances as fuel. Now, the church, no, the entire Laotang Town was probably already …
In the short period of waiting, the atmosphere in the command center gradually became more and more solemn.
In the past, it would take less than three minutes to directly 'airdrop' reinforcements to the Reality through the Arcana Realm. However, the waiting time at this moment was so long. Only the Reality Guardian who came to reinforce kept sending text messages to comfort the people in the command center.
"They've set off!"
"They're coming. They're on the way."
"They'll be there in a minute!"
Text messages were sent every few minutes. At first, everyone still had hope, but in the end, they didn't want to say anything.
Until finally, bad news came from the artillery position.
The ammunition was exhausted.
"There's a bit of a traffic jam. I'll be there soon!"
With the prompt of the short breath, the hand that was faintly burnt black suddenly lifted up and brazenly defeated the power that stripped the Realm of Appearance. Then, the five fingers clenched into a fist and a hurricane gathered, shining on the iron fence that sealed the entire Laotang Town from afar.
The next moment.
Smash!
The earth trembled and the mountains shook.
In the whistling of the hurricane, there seemed to be countless explosions. The invisible wall that physically sealed the surroundings suddenly shook. The iron fence rumbled, and the ground at the foundation shook and cracks appeared.
The blockade was loosened.
A crack appeared on the hand, but it didn't care. It raised it again and smashed!
Boom!
A crack appeared on the iron fence. The metal screeched.
Everyone in the command center was pale, but reinforcements were still far away. There was only a light text message:
"Hold on, I'll be there after another turn!"
Boom!
The fist smashed out again.
This time, the cracks on the iron fence spread again, revealing a fatal gap.
The Beast of Wind Disaster broke out of the cage!
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