Chapter 1972
People were very shocked.
“A God of the beginning...”
With the exception of Rebecca, the prevailing theory was that the Gods of the beginning were practically dead. Had Yatan and Hanul been fine, hell and the East Continent would have still belonged to them.
Hanul, now appearing a few years after Grid claimed the East Continent as his land, left the people baffled. He claimed this land was his territory.
Hanul had targeted only the cultivators. The rest of the people survived because of this, however, they weren’t exactly cheering and celebrating. They were rather anxious, unsure what would happen next.
Quick-witted as always, Hwang Gildong was the first to bow. “I am blessed to see the great God of the beginning,” he said.
Hanu’s gaze finally shifted from the hundreds of dead cultivators to the humans.
Old Sword Demon, the warriors of the Chivalrous Robbers, and the daoist immortals, including Yeo Yulan, also bowed their heads. Meanwhile, most players couldn’t hide their excitement and observed the situation with interest. Fortunately, Hanul wasn’t offended by their reaction.
Hanul looked around at the crowd. [All of you... Soon, you will worship me wholeheartedly,] he said before vanishing. Only a strong sense of will remained, echoing in the space.
This was a declaration of war against Grid.
“Amazing. We survived because of his interference.”
“The Gods of the beginning are real.”
“Yes. I thought Hanul was inactive because he stayed quiet after creating a few wide-area quests.”
After Hanul left, the city was bustling. Unexpectedly, the players cheered. The cultivators had been insulting and harassing them for so long, so the players finally felt relieved that Hanul wiped their enemies, indirectly getting revenge for them.
Most players didn’t care about the Gods to begin with. A God of the beginning, who was thought to be inactive, suddenly appearing and declaring war on Grid wasn’t something that ordinary people cared about.
“...Wasn’t light the symbol of Rebecca?” Old Sword Demon asked. Witness the birth of this content, streaming forth from n0v!lbin★
Only a few people knew that Hanul had been trying to take in some of Rebecca’s power for a long time, and Grid was among those people.
Hwang Gildong was fed up.
“This is unbelievable. He moved at the speed of light, and I couldn’t even see what he did. I worry that I might die before ever seeing such a display of power with my own eyes.”
“It’s concerning seeing Absolutes slaughtered without being able to fight back. It means that even Absolutes can’t react to Hanul’s speed.”
“Certainly... I’m worried about the safety of the Four Auspicious Beasts. I don’t know how God Blue Dragon was able to wound such a monster like Hanul in the past...”
Yeo Yulan chimed in. “In the past, Hanul couldn’t control the power of light. By the time he arrived in the East, he was already seriously injured after being driven out of Asgard. I think he might’ve acquired some of Rebecca’s power during the time he spent recovering his strength.”
Hwang Gildong scowled. “Isn’t power unique to an individual? How can he gain someone else’s power?” he asked.
“But do we know that for sure? Thinking about it simply, Hanul’s power might be replicating another’s ability. Or perhaps he performed a miracle, since he’s a God of the beginning. In any case, one thing is certain—currently, Hanul has no enemies other than Rebecca and the Refractive Dragon. Grid won’t be able to handle him. This doesn’t mean that Grid won’t be able to deal with him because he’s not strong enough. It’s just that, in order to face someone who is as fast as light, you must also become one with the light.”
“......”
Hwang Gildong and Old Sword Demon agreed with her. They thought about the worst possible scenario. If Hanul killed all of the Four Auspicious Beasts, and the East Continent fell into his hands again...
It just so happened that the members of the Chivalrous Robbers were collecting the loot left by the dead cultivators at this time. There were many players around, so some of the loot had already been taken, but the Chivalrous Robbers wasn’t an ordinary organization. They didn’t miss any of the pouches belonging to the Absolutes.
A bitter smile appeared on Yeo Yulan’s face as she took out colorful talismans and examined them.
“I can see how low-level our talismans are compared to theirs.”
There were only a few dozen daoist immortals living in the Peach Blossom Spring. The place was bound to be in poor shape in every way compared to the cultivators’ culture, which they claimed had hundreds of thousands of years of history.
If only a handful of immortals put their heads together to develop their own civilization, would they be able to make some actual progress? Even if their numbers were much lower compared to the cultivators?
She realized that she had a lot to learn just from looking at the cultivators’ talismans.
“Let’s find the old dragons and assist them as much as we can. In the process, if we study and polish the cultivators’ techniques, then we might be able to have a bit of an impact when the old dragons and Hanul will inevitably fight.”
“Are you sure that will happen?”
“We have to make sure it happens. We have to tire Hanul as much as possible so that Grid can stand a chance against him in the future.”
They didn’t need to discuss this any further. Yeo Yulan’s group took the necessary items from the pouches of the cultivators and immediately left the city. They planned to investigate the Full Moon Fortresses to find the whereabouts of the old dragons.
Meanwhile, in the Hwan Kingdom...
“Hmm...?”
Grid, Grid, Grid...
Chiyou had spent a boring time longing for only one person. He stood up for the first time in a long time.
He was standing in front of a pond with a bird’s eye view of the East Continent, and remained still as a statue for quite some time.
Four figures caught his attention. They were the ones with unrivaled energy among the group supposedly dispatched by the foreign god.
Chiyou witnessed Hanul getting beaten up by one of them and muttered with an expressionless face, “You are blinded by faith, and you hate Rebecca more than anyone else, and that’s why you are suffering such humiliation.”
Chiyou watched the situation carefully.
The one beating up Hanul was likely to be dealt with by Hanul in return, while the other two were watching the movements of Raiders and Nevartan.
In the end, there was only one figure that Chiyou could challenge. It just so happened that the other person also seemed to feel Chiyou’s gaze. Strangely enough, his colorful eyes looked up at the sky and he met Chiyou’s.
[Stop delaying and come down already.]
A silver robe fluttered.
The man trampling on the Rising Moon Fortress revealed his thin wrists.
Thump!
A huge pressure crushed Chiyou. A rare smile appeared on his face at the surprise attack.
Jingle.
Only the sound of bells could be heard.
A few seconds later, the image of Chiyou descending to the ground was reflected on the surface of the rippling pond.