Chapter 135: Chapter 135 Clumsy Angel, Black Stone, Little One
I suddenly felt that something was not right.
Alaya’s strength was undoubtedly immense, as a true angel, she possessed the holy power only rivalled by that of the Divine Race, but now, just to eliminate a mutated ghoul, she had disappeared before our eyes.
As if anyone would believe that! Don’t believe me? Just wait until Anwina wakes up and ask her, see if she believes it!
I looked around and didn’t find any sign of Alaya, only a few pure white feathers gently drifting down to the ground. Such a scene inevitably reminded me of a final shot in some tragic scenes, where angels, in a bid to save the world, sacrifice themselves and disappear—although I highly doubted such a plot would occur to someone whose existence seemed to revolve around lightening the mood.
Similarly, there was no sign of Alaya in my spirit world. This ruled out the possibility that this ditz had gone back “home” to sleep.
Just as I was worrying about the sudden disappearance of Alaya, a pristine halo of light appeared before us… Alright, before us was a huge hole. Pandora had just opened a skylight for the room, and through this hole, we could directly see the outside scenery…
And it was through this hole that Alaya returned—her wings spread wide, her body enveloped in holy light, her aura auspicious. In stark contrast, her silver-white hair was matted with weeds, looking somewhat dizzy, and when she entered just now, she almost collided with the wall…
Should I be sarcastic? In such a situation, wouldn’t I appear too calm if I insist on not making comments?
Can’t you appear less embarrassingly clueless, girl?
Undoubtedly, when Alaya charged forward, she deviated slightly. She forgot about the large hole ahead; thus, the angel sister, unable to brake in time, flew straight out of the hole and crashed into the grassland outside at high speed, resulting in her disheveled appearance before us.
So are you saying that if the wall hadn’t been broken open, you would have crashed directly into it?!
So are you telling me that you didn’t actually hit that ghoul, and that unlucky guy simply evaporated by crashing into the holy light?
Each of us mocked in our hearts in various ways, speechless at the angel sister who appeared saintly and gentle on the surface but was innately slow and disconnected. However, the person in question seemed utterly oblivious, as if nothing had happened, walked up to me, shook her grass-filled hair vigorously, and then, with utter calmness, took out the treasured brush I gave her and began to comb her feathers…
Could you be any more obtuse?!
In the end, all I could do was sigh helplessly and pat her head in resignation. There’s no helping it; this girl was just born this way. You couldn’t expect her to ponder over anything overly complex in everyday life. In other words, every god who spends their days contemplating the mysteries of the universe and the movement of planets is hopelessly ditsy in day-to-day life…
“Ah Jun, look what we found!”
Just then, Sandora suddenly called out to me nearby. Speaking of which, when did she change the way she addressed me? Could it be part of the friendly feud with Qianqian?
I walked over quickly and saw her squatting on the ground with Lin Xue, studying a pile of grey ashes.
With a bit of thought about the location of this pile of ashes, I realized they were the remnants of Tony after having been burned by holy light.
Lin Xue had found an iron rod from somewhere and was prodding the ashes, saying, “I’ve always wondered how a ghoul as disposable as cannon fodder could be so powerful and even master magic. Even if the true Azeroth and the projection shown on Earth are not the same, this discrepancy is too large. Furthermore, Tony wasn’t a powerful warrior in life, and it’s unlikely that any high-order necromancer would have performed the undead ritual for him personally. Therefore, even if Tony had become undead, he should have been a low-level zombie or, like Anwina, a fragile ghost. There must be a reason for him becoming a powerful mutated ghoul… Look at this; perhaps this is the reason he mutated…”
I looked closely, and amidst the pile of ashes, there were quite a few small stones. These stones were pitch black, with a lustrous sheen similar to pebbles, about the size of a fingernail. I could clearly sense the obscure energy fluctuations on them—these were probably the energy disturbances that affected Qianqian and the others’ superpowers. Although compared with Qianqian and their spiritual power, the energy from these stones was almost negligible. However, these stones seemed to possess a peculiar attribute, causing the concentrated spiritual power on them to destabilize. As I stared at them for a moment, I felt a momentary mental disorientation. Although not severe, it was enough to affect the use of superpowers.
“Shariputra?” I suddenly blurted out such a sentence.
Lin Xue lifted her iron rod and whacked it on my head, chastising me without politeness, “Even Buddha’s compassion would definitely strangle you to death!”
Alright, I admit, the notion of a ghoul turning into a shariputra after being cremated is indeed far-fetched…
“This should be a fragment of mutated star gold stone…”
A delicate voice suddenly came from above my head.
“Star gold stone, what is that?” I expressed my confusion at this unfamiliar term.
“It’s a kind of mineral from the Divine Realm, as common to us of the Divine Race as iron ore, and even because the energy in the Divine Realm is so abundant, the rate of formation of this mineral can almost keep up with the rate of mining. But in the current world, even a small piece of it is considered divine. Once refined with Divine Flame, the star gold stone has a hardness that exceeds any material in the current world, offering a ninety-nine percent reduction in attributes from attacks by spells below Divine Technique. What’s even more incredible is that this material never wears out. If it’s not too severely damaged, it can automatically repair itself. It can even continuously apply various enhancement effects to all friendly creatures within a three-kilometer radius. Just by stimulating it with the right Divine Energy, placing such a stone in a human fortress could even turn a clay city into an impregnable stronghold! Of course, the few pieces you have in your hand have been corrupted by dark power and completely shattered; they don’t possess such characteristics anymore. Now, they are just evil seeds, perhaps still carrying a hint of divinity, which prevents you from directly looking at them or using things like a spiritual power impact…”
“You guys from the Divine Realm really are filled with abnormalities everywhere…” I grabbed Dingdang who had spread a tiny tablecloth on my head and was preparing for afternoon tea, and exclaimed, “A single stone is so heaven-defying…”
“That’s natural!” Little Thing proudly crossed her minuscule waist, as thin as my finger, completely unconcerned that she was still being held by the wing and hanging in mid-air.
“Should I express my surprise now?” I shook Dingdang a bit, suddenly feeling that I am oddly calm to a mysterious degree.
“Mhm-mhm—” Little Thing affirmed, being held in my hand with her arms crossed over her chest.
The next second, I felt a void in my hand.
Somehow Dingdang slipped away from my fingers, and with a “smack,” she stuck to my face.
“Dingdang misses you guys… Dingdang really misses you so much… I thought I’d never see you again… Wuu wuu wuu…”
“Alright, alright…” I carefully plucked Little Thing off my face, then gently cradled her in my hands, “We missed you too… Didn’t you go back to the Divine Realm? How come you’re here?”
Actually, I really wanted to hug Dingdang tightly and show her affection, but with her seemingly fragile appearance, I was afraid that I might hurt her with any forcefulness, so I could only be extremely cautious.
Even though I knew that this Little Goddess’s physical strength surely surpassed that of a seventy-meter-tall Diamond Giant…
At that moment, everyone gathered around. Dingdang’s sudden return was a huge surprise; each one of us dearly missed this adorable Little Goddess, so naturally there was much excitement to inquire about each other’s recent well-being.
Of course, I was very suspicious that Little Baobao, who appeared extremely excited, was perhaps planning to put Dingdang into his mouth once again…
Little Thing greeted everyone present at first and then, before being grabbed by the overly curious Little Baobao like a dragonfly, she took refuge in Qianqian’s arms and began recounting her experiences during this time.
Then we finally realized just what a remarkable superperson we were facing.