Chapter 859 - Collapse
Chapter 859 of "Demi-human Girls Completion Manual" opens with: "The Storm Sea... the Holy Land has already fallen, does that mean... wahhhh! No, not... See what unfolds next!
"The Storm Sea... the Holy Land has already fallen, does that mean... wahhhh! No, not that! The Holy Descendants must still be there, boo hoo!"At this moment, Emhardt, who was floating in mid-air, was momentarily startled before collapsing onto the deck as if in a breakdown, rolling around like a child throwing a tantrum while shouting in his distinctive raspy voice,
"What do I do now? Iâve been looking for so long... why canât I remember anything... Fisher, boo hoo!"
Fisher sighed and picked him up from the ground, looking at the tearful Emhardt in front of him, he couldnât help feeling a bit puzzled,
"Wait a second, logically speaking, relics like you that have consciousness should be the highest level items that Angels can make, and they should be cherished and kept close. How is it that you donât even know when the Holy Land was destroyed... Right, didnât you meet Pandoraâs Artificial Eye before? Did you ask her?"
"No, she didnât even speak to me, didnât want to pay any attention to me, how could she answer my questions... But I think Iâve met other relics similar to me, yet they all seem a bit... dull. Either they answer off-topic, or they donât know what theyâre saying at all; only those eyes felt capable of normal communication."
"Is that so. Anyway, once we enter the Storm Sea, youâll know what happened to your Holy Descendants."
"Hmm... wait, I want to hide in your coat. This way, if I see something I donât want to see, I can just shrink back."
Isnât that like covering your ears to steal a bell?
Fisher watched speechlessly as Emhardt shrank his body little by little to hide in the seam of his suit jacket, leaving one eye exposed to watch the chaotic space currents ahead.
Fisher then turned to look at Renie, or rather, the Purple Electric Water Grass they had bought earlier, and asked,
"So, can the Purple Electric Water Grass take us into the Storm Sea?"
"Yes, actually using High Ringâs Lightning Magic can also temporarily disable the relic causing the space currents, but no one knows this secret. Even if someone used Thunder Magic, they wouldnât know the exact location of the relic. Once we enter, I plan to completely destroy that relic to fully expose the fallen Holy Land to everyone. After all, those relics are of no use just sitting there... hehe, Alagina shouldnât miss this opportunity."
Fisher didnât respond, but suddenly thought of something, that Mu Xi and Blake had once reached the Storm Sea. Just now, upon hearing Renie, he had thought they were lucky to have entered by chance, but now it seemed otherwise, because Mu Xiâs Blessing was controlling Thunder.
Is it possible that Blake wasnât the lucky one, but Mu Xi brought him into the Storm Sea?
While Fisher was pondering, Renie picked up all the Purple Electric Water Grass they bought earlier, suddenly let go, and the bag of Purple Electric Water Grass instantly disappeared into the Gap.
"Zzz~"
With a crisp electric sound, the next moment, the chaotic space currents ahead split open to reveal a massive rift. The previously dark and quiet sea surface suddenly echoed with thunder, and ahead, a strange scene wrapped in thick clouds abruptly appeared on the vast sea surface.
Countless layers of relics, more than Fisher had seen in his entire life, shone intermittently within. Although Renie said these were the ruins of the Holy Land, Fisher didnât see any human-made architectural remains; everything was obscured by a thick, thunder-flashing dark cloud.
"Are those clouds also constructed by relics?"
Emhardt peeked out with one eye at the outside scene, almost afraid to look again. Renie didnât answer Fisherâs question, but he spoke up,
"Most likely, yes. I once saw someone use a relic in a small country east of Kado to artificially create small clouds to fake rain; those Mother Goddess Church branches used it to deceive quite a few followers. But it seems like the one in the Holy Land is the complete version, and it can genuinely create torrential rain."
"Letâs go, Fisher, we should row in. I sense human ships nearby, probably only about thirty nautical miles away; once they notice the situation here, theyâll be heading over quickly."
"Alright, okay."
Fisher immediately gripped the oar, exerting his Thirteen Rank Physical Strength to the fullest, rowing the wooden oar faster than a steam engine, allowing them to quickly navigate through the gap in the chaotic space currents into the legendary Storm Sea.
In the dark space surrounded by clouds, on countless islands constructed of clouds and Thunder, shadowy figures stood, their specific shapes indistinct, all standing motionless like sculptures looking distantly at the entering Renie and Fisher. In a not-too-big cloud, the Purple Electric Water Grass Renie had thrown earlier scattered around, surrounding a device emitting a faint blue glow.
The device was extremely peculiar, with the glow of a relic, but Fisher knew the faint blue glow all too well, murmuring,
"Cardinal..."
"Huh, really, that light on that thing looks just like the light on the armor of the Turand Familyâs Knights. Huh, wait, do the Holy Descendants make such things? How come I have no impression of it at all..."
Emhardt also immediately affirmed Fisherâs conclusion upon hearing, indeed, the relic that forms the space turbulence has a similar craft to that of the Cardinalâs works, but it looks more refined, and the strangeness is much more intense, unlike the simplicity of what the Cardinal made.
Did the real Cardinal learn the method to create these relics from the Angels, or did the Angels learn it from the Cardinal?
"Fisher, go break that thing. This way, the Holy Land will open in the future."
"Okay."
Fisher extended his Fluid Sword and aimed it at the relic. As the mercury-like Fluid Sword Blade extended, the relic akin to the Cardinalâs work was instantly pierced and destroyed by Fisher, and the surrounding space turbulence completely vanished, revealing the homeland where the Angels who perished in the Mythical War once resided...
However, the beautiful scene described by Emhardt was nowhere to be seen here anymore.
Renie did not pay attention to the vague figures standing on the shore; she simply once again gently reached into the seawater beneath the boat, opened a rift leading to the Spirit Realm, and took the small boat through it once more.
The space before her was slowly splitting open, and Renie, sitting at the bow of the boat, spoke again, saying,
"Weâre now heading to the center of the Storm Sea, and then weâll make some preparations there..."
"Preparations?"
"Yes, Fisher, what Iâm about to say next is very important, listen carefully, itâs about how to escape the pursuit of death."
This rift journey was much longer than any previous ones, and Fisher didnât know if it was due to the influence of the surrounding relic, but during the journey, Renie solemnly turned her head to look at Fisher and said,
"Of the few beings who have reached the limits of life now, only Xuan Can remains, but she cannot help you, and the gods are even less likely to break the ironclad rule of not interfering with the world to lend you a hand... I cannot directly help you, that would only harm you, so we have to take another approach, using another method to take you to someone who can help you..."
"Fisher, regarding the rules set by the gods, I donât know if youâre aware, but the rules of life and matter are the most straightforward, approachable at every moment, and you have some knowledge of the rules of the Gap and Death. Only the rules of fate seem the most abstract. Fate determines the space and time of this world, and these two concepts have determined what has happened and what is about to happen in this world, allowing everything to be recorded and predicted..."
"And now, during this time when the few beings at the limit of life are perishing, escaping death is absolutely impossible. The only method is for me to completely destroy the rules of fate measuring time around you, sending you back to a time when they still existed. As long as you can find the Heavenly Lock or World Tree there to lift the death command on you, you can also escape death."
Fisher and Emhardt were stunned, looking at Renie, who had calmly uttered "destroy the rules of fate around you," not knowing what to say for a moment until several seconds later when Fisher mumbled,
"I think I understand what you mean... But Renie, let me guess, your ability to completely destroy rules suggests your origins are unusual, and the reason you havenât revealed your true identity isnât because you donât want to, but because of what you mentioned earlier about the Godâs oaths, am I right?"
Renie helplessly nodded, pointing to her red lips with her finger and replied,
"Yes, Iâm sorry, Fisher..."
"Itâs okay, thatâs not the critical point. The critical point is, since the oathâs content is secrecy and non-intervention in the world, but youâre still helping me break the rules of fate, isnât that against the oath, are you okay with that?"
"Donât worry, as long as no one knows, itâll be fine, so we need to be quick... Iâll be the one breaking the rules when we go, and youâll have to do it yourself when coming back. Do you see that emblem on your chest? That represents my power."
Renie pointed her finger at Fisherâs chest, where beneath the clothes, a horizontal figure-eight-shaped purple emblem was still twisting,
"Use soul power to ignite it like you would with Magic; itâll collapse the fate around you once more, ejecting you back to the time Iâve marked, but you must do this only after escaping death, understand? Otherwise, if it loses its effect, death will catch up to you instantly."
Fisher glanced at his chest, countless thoughts and reflections about Renie flooding his mind. Of course, he wanted to know everything about Renie, but just based on speculation, he knew her rank must exceed his imagination. Therefore, he must first free himself from the death hanging over him before he can have the luxury to explore the secrets of the lover before him.
"Creak!"
At the next moment, the small boat suddenly docked ashore, drifting out from the Spirit Realm, stopping next to ruins that appeared rather abrupt amidst these endless dark clouds.
"We have arrived, Fisher."
Renie glanced around before opening her mouth to speak.