Chapter 1337 - 1024: Becoming Light

Chapter 1337: Chapter 1024: Becoming Light

It was as if all sounds had been devoured.

In this brief silence, in the chaotic city, countless flora sprouted, poisonous weeds and wicked flowers from myriad hells rapidly took root and grew under the irrigation of blood and struggle, and vibrant colors spread out in all directions.

In an instant, the entire city was adorned into a wondrous fairyland.

But hidden beneath the flowers and foliage were only bones.

The foundation of the fairyland was death.

In this brief deadly silence, Huai Shi softly sighed: "You might not know: before, out of interest, I once taught myself a bit of bartending.

Although I haven’t reached the level of a professional bartender, actually, it’s not that hard."

He inhaled the wind filled with the scent of blood and slowly said: "First, you need to find several good bottles of liquor, the more the better, don’t worry about waste. It’s best to find a large enough barrel for drinking freely..."

In the city, the doors of the forging workshop burst open, illuminating countless pairs of eyes.

Right at the source of the endless production lines, the eternal furnace like a mountain roiled amidst the flames.

Within the colossal furnace hundreds of meters high, immeasurable molten steel surged, exuding dazzling scorching red and bright silver gleam.

Just like a volcanic mountain of steel.

It illuminated pairs of blood-red eyes.

"Holy! Holy! Holy!"

The vast groups devoted to fervent belief raised their hands, shouting excitedly.

"And then—"

Huai Shi commanded, "To ensure the taste, first add a sufficient amount of ice to the barrel."

Cart after cart of Source Crystals and abyssal deposits, along with countless Curse Stones, raced along the tracks and plunged into the molten steel flowing like a lake.

Quickly, they disappeared without a trace.

Only the molten steel filled with disaster and Soul Crystals gradually emitted an unusual glow.

"Next, it’s like making soup."

Huai Shi said, "Add the base liquor and main ingredients."

Among the large groups, one after another silhouettes belonging to the Great Priestess slowly emerged, looking over the boiling molten steel from above, revealing identical maniacal smiles.

They spread their arms at the edge of the track, facing the burning wind head-on, and leaped!

Soon, they were silently swallowed by the viscous molten steel, then one by one ink-like black dots slowly emerged from it, spreading, revealing a gloomy hue like the abyss.

The projection of the Ruins surfaced, endless curses flowed out from the opened gate.

Infinite disasters surged from the darkness.

"Remember to stir thoroughly."

Huai Shi reminded, "To make the taste of the wine pure and distinct."

Thus, invisible power surged, causing the boiling molten steel to change, rotate, from the seismic furnace, stirring tons of steel, forming a gradually clear vortex.

From the darkness at the core of the vortex, the high-pitched screech of iron stone friction burst forth, countless malice and curses ground against each other, catalyzing and metamorphosing into more sinister forms.

A massive shadow emerged from the deepest part of the molten steel, stretching its outline, resembling a giant whale swimming in the sea.

Constantly changing.

Like an angry giant ox, a galloping White Horse, or a crowned giant deer, a coiling black-scaled Giant Snake, or the Kunpeng filling the heavens.

Finally, everything once again hid in the gloom.

"Then, according to personal taste, feel free to add a bit of lemon, a bit of pepper, and a pinch of salt..."

On either side of the furnace, the crowd sang in collective frenzy, spreading their arms, countless Iron crows flew, bringing charms carefully prepared by Gregory, materials stored in the Red Dragon warehouse, and even Foster’s personal collection from many years.

Finally, adding the massive bones scattered from the Ruins.

Everything melted rapidly in the iron light.

Vanished without a trace.

Only the terrifying disasters brewed within the furnace core grew more ferocious and violent.

Just the sound of boiling bubbles bursting transformed into thunder shaking the heavens and earth, tearing through the sky dome, soaring into the sky, violently echoing in everyone’s ears.

Making both sides involuntarily change color.

"Before serving, you need to once again tidy the dining table, light Incense, adjust the lighting, and put aside all troubling matters."

Amidst the sharp blades, Huai Shi serenely concluded: "Remember, enough sense of ritual is the best way to enjoy life.

The magnetic low voice echoed in everyone’s ears, like a yoga instructor or psychotherapist, smoothing all the restlessness and annoyance within one’s heart, bringing inner peace.

But at this moment, it planted seeds of confusion and terror, sending chills down one’s spine, overlooking the sudden changes in the city below.

In the collapsed and dilapidated Iron Flame City, on factory lines, around furnaces, in palaces, cages, even on the city walls, came the successive sounds of bubbles bursting.

Prompted by the Stigma of the Great Priestess, all believers shrouded in plague resembled lambs atop the altar, meeting their final sacrifice and contribution.

Dissolving under the flames, buried in shadows.

Body, consciousness, soul, all rapidly collapsed and crumbled under the catalysis of curses and plague, transforming into turbulent and murky Source Substance shadows, flowing everywhere, under the guidance of the sea of flowers, quickly outlining the grand Mystic Ritual.

Enveloping everything within this Alchemy Matrix!

Laying the final stage.

And what erupted from within was a terrifying premonition enough to make every life shudder, as if death suddenly stood perilously close, standing on this enchanting and magnificent stage, turning back to every audience, grinning hideously.

In just a blink of an eye, everything changed drastically.

"Stop him quickly!"

The shattered Zim let out a piercing scream, recklessly driving its broken, rotting body to tear through He Di’s barrier, abandoning the enmity and desperately gnawing at the shell of the prison of the Underworld.

But the prison was too strong.

It was a seal specially crafted for Huai Shi, entirely restraining all the divine nature and power of the Great Priestess, ensuring his Soul was imprisoned within, unable to break free.

And yet, it was already too late!

"There’s no time, run quickly!"

The Frost Celebrant spread its wings, carrying heaps of its offspring, trying to gain distance; not just it, but hundreds of Stone Melting Demon Dragons in the city, within the lava of the volcano, along with countless hordes on the battlefield... all were frantically fleeing to distance themselves from that terrifying crisis.

Yet outside the battlefield, the shattered threshold of ten thousand eyes was still holding onto its mission, even though most of the eyes had dimmed and shattered under the aftereffects of the war, a large number of dazed eye pupils continued to flicker.

From the depths of the Earth to the Sky Dome above, everything was locked down.

No escape route!

The Crowned let out a desperate cry, sacrificing themselves to take that damned Abyss Handler down with them.

"Stop, immediately! Right now!"

He Di roared grimly, clenching his fists, countless Sharp Blades continuously piercing and multiplying, nearly tearing Huai Shi to pieces. Yet inside the prison, Huai Shi still smiled and tapped that indestructible cage in front of him.

From the beginning, none of this was under his control.

What he had set was merely a command that, once triggered, could never be stopped.

"Now, your drink is ready, sir."

Like any bartender, he smiled reservedly from behind the bar at the guest, raised his disjointed hand, and snapped his fingers:

"Finally, just need to strike one match."

Snap!

A faint sound, an invisible match ignited the alcohol at the rim of the glass, unleashing a brilliant light.

It was at that moment — casting began!

The mighty Source Fluctuation converged along the matrix and Mystic Ritual to the terrifying crucible at the core, in endless flashes, the craft from the King of Casting initiated here.

Instantly breaking down massive tasks into independent units, then deploying Source Substance and Mystic Rituals, advancing millions of independent tasks simultaneously, concluding completely in the same moment.

Tons of Disaster Steel faced Metamorphosis, as if countless dust particles instantly Sublimated into crystals.

——[Sublimation of Ash]!

Through the provision and formation from massive supplies, created through six formula upgrades, twelve augmentations and repairs, scale unprecedented, magnitude immeasurable, at the same time, destruction power even Huai Shi could hardly imagine, Metal Bomb!

At least this time, it could finally match the legendary rage of the Demigod Pharaoh Rameses II, right?

Yet no one would reminisce about such outstanding creation and exquisite casting anymore, including He Di, everyone exerted their utmost speed to get away from that crucible radiating eerie light.

Only in the prison left behind, Huai Shi propped his chin, curiously observing the light gradually emerging and spreading.

In that instant, all sounds ceased.

World pitch black.

Darkness, darkness, darkness, darkness, in the sudden darkness, an unprecedented light burst forth. In an unexperienced terrifying silence, brewed a rumbling roar as if the world was ending.

Within a moment indescribable as a finger snap, under blazing flames, the furnace swiftly expanded, enlarged to exaggerated dimensions, then like a ripped plastic film, swiftly decayed into trivial dust.

Replacing it, was the light surging within.

Light descended in Hell.

From a bird’s eye view, amidst the countless dazzling rays like needle points, only a small bubble expanded rapidly, brimming with vibrant red, dancing in every eye, spreading swiftly yet clumsily in all directions.

Until the pale air surge rose from the ground, the desolate waves surged, sweeping, turning into a tide, soaring skyward, rushing in all directions.

Wherever the scorching Burning Wind passed, everything rapidly stiffened, withered, crumbling to fine dust before the flames arrived.

Just like the tides ebb and flow.

And a spectacular flower, just like that, leapt out from the vividly red ’bubble’ that burst at the limit of expansion, manifested before everyone’s eyes.

Sensually unfurled its fleeting pose.

Light like a tide, swallowed everything.

Even the fleeting He Di felt as if the glaring light pierced through his skull, penetrating the shell before projecting onto his eyes.

So clear.

No matter the reverse body position, it was impossible to escape its graceful stature.

Yet amidst the surging airwaves, he saw an iron crow, floating like a cannonball from the center, riding the Burning Wind, skillfully flipped out of the destructive waves, its small legs swinging, withdrawing a tiny pair of sunglasses from under its wings, placing it on its beak, observing the fierce light chasing after.

Like surfing, it let out a fresh and exciting shriek.

"Woo~hoo!"

Damn it, insane!

This was He Di’s final thought, without knowing if he cursed anything unsophisticated in that instant.

Because the light swallowed everything.

In that instant, everyone turned into light.