"No!"
A piercingly mournful roar shattered the roar atop the snow-capped mountain.
Hiroharu Kujo knelt on the edge of the broken altar, his hands gripping the ground tightly, his nails broken and bleeding profusely, but he felt no pain, only staring with bloodshot eyes at the black chain that stretched across the sky.
At the end of those chains was the "pendulum of life," forcibly pulled away from the golden cocoon.
The artifact's separation signifies that the energy transmission channel has been completely severed.
The golden torrent of life that had been surging wildly into the golden cocoon suddenly dissipated at this mont, transforming into countless aimless golden specks of light that blood and poignantly announced the end of the ritual.
The resurrection ritual of the pendulum of life has been interrupted once again!
And this ti, it's in the most crucial final step!
"Damn the Great Xia people! Ti and again you've ruined my plans! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
Kujo Hiroharu was disheveled and looked like a madman.
He turned his head sharply, looking anxiously and fearfully at the huge golden cocoon.
Without the power of the divine artifact, the light on the surface of the golden cocoon is dimming at a visible speed, and its once powerful heartbeat is becoming weak.
"Lord Naruya! Are you alright?"
Kujo Hiroji's voice trembled.
He was afraid.
They feared that their newly awakened ancestor would unleash divine punishnt in a fit of rage, and they were even more afraid that the ritual would fail and cause their ancestor to perish again, which would truly end the Kujo family.
However, the expected cataclysmic roar did not co from within the golden cocoon.
On the contrary.
The place was eerily quiet.
A few seconds later, a faint sigh drifted out through the thick cocoon walls.
"Fine."
Kujo Naruya's voice was calm, revealing no emotion, yet it carried a sense of world-weariness and detachnt.
"A calamity destined by fate cannot be changed by anyone."
Upon hearing the sound, Kujo Hiroharu trembled and slamd his head heavily against the hard frozen ground with a dull thud.
"Ancestor! I have failed you! Your descendants are incompetent! We failed to protect the ceremony! I am a sinner of the Kujo family!"
He kowtowed until his head bled and he wept bitterly.
There was a mont of silence inside the golden cocoon, then the voice rang out again, but it was not a reprimand.
"It's better that the ceremony was interrupted."
"At least... no more people will die because of ."
Kujo Hiroharu suddenly looked up, his face full of astonishnt.
He keenly sensed that sothing was amiss.
As he spoke, Kujo Naruya's voice underwent a terrifying change.
At first, his words were full of energy and carried a godlike majesty.
But by the last sentence, his voice quickly beca dry, even sounding like he was gasping for breath.
Like an old man on his deathbed.
Kujo Hiroji's heart sank to the bottom.
Just then, rubble began to fall from the deep pit in the distance.
boom!
Caesar sat on the newly ford Zerg throne, rising from the smoke and dust.
Although his clothes were tattered and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, the cold glint in his compound eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
anwhile, in the ruins on the other side.
A holy pillar of light shot into the sky.
He approached Yasuo, clasped his hands together, and chanted obscure sacred incantations.
Yasuo was in a terrible state at this mont.
Having withstood the furious blow of an SSS-level expert head-on, even with the buffer of the 【Thor's Armor】, almost every inch of his body was covered in charred and cracked skin, with blood gushing out.
The health bar above his head had only a thin sliver of health left, and it was flashing a dangerous red light, looking like it would be completely wiped out in the next second.
"Divine Healing Techniques".
Gabriel gave a soft shout, and a dense, almost liquid holy light enveloped Yasuo.
Sizzle sizzle—
Nourished by the warm holy light, Yasuo's horrific scorch marks rapidly peeled off, new flesh grew at a visible speed, and broken bones crackled and snapped back into place.
In just two or three breaths.
Yasuo's critical health bar suddenly recovered by more than half, and his previously listless aura beca sharp again.
Yasuo stretched his newly grown arm, expressionlessly pulled a bottle of high-grade healing potion shimring with purple light from his storage space, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.
With the ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) dicine ingested, the last remaining injury was completely healed.
He has returned to his peak swordsman state with full health and mana.
The black chain in his hand was still tightly wrapped around the pendulum of life, firmly pressing it under his feet.
This scene was witnessed by Kujo Naruya inside the golden cocoon.
But he just watched silently and did not launch another attack.
The wind and snow stopped at that mont.
A mont later, the aged voice from within the golden cocoon sounded again, its tone filled with genuine curiosity.
"I'm very curious."
"Young people of Great Xia."
“You have already successfully interrupted the resurrection ritual of the pendulum of life, and you have already obtained the artifact.”
"Now that the objective has been achieved, why not run?"
"Does... you still want to stay and continue fighting with ?"
This is indeed illogical.
Faced with an awakened SSS-level powerhouse, the first reaction of a normal person after succeeding would definitely be to take advantage of that montary opening and run as far away as possible.
Zhou Huai's consciousness was currently attached to Caesar.
Upon hearing this, Caesar's usually stern face broke into a cold smile.
He raised his hand, pointed to the pendulum of life at his feet, and then to the golden cocoon.
You guessed right.
“Snatching the pendulum of life is indeed part of my objective.”
"But I have another purpose..."
"It's to send you on your way!"
The air froze as soon as the words were spoken.
After a few seconds of silence.
"Ha ha ha ha......"
A burst of laughter ca from inside the golden cocoon.
"Send on my way?"
"People of Great Xia, aren't you being too arrogant?"
The laughter abruptly stopped, and an overwhelming, terrifying pressure swept over them.
Boom!
Even through the golden cocoon, the surrounding space began to distort, and the snow on the mountaintop imdiately lted and evaporated.
"You don't actually think that by interrupting the ritual and preventing from returning to my peak condition, you'll have a chance to fight , do you?"
"Have you ever truly understood what kind of power the profession of 'Amaterasu Omikami' actually represents?"
"That is the sun! That is its radiance! That is the power that governs life and death!"
"So much ti has passed, have you reptiles of Great Xia forgotten the fear of being trampled under my feet?"
Faced with this overwhelming pressure, Caesar, controlled by Zhou Huai, rely narrowed his eyes slightly, while the beetle throne behind him creaked under the pressure.
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