Chapter 756 – The True Divine Right

　　As long as he wanted to, he could always kill the Sickness Plague that had already been half beaten to death by Caran.

　　But he couldn’t do that.

　　He had to make Sickness Plague make reagents that would keep his son alive before he could kill him …… Reason, had to overcome anger.

　　Although Caran couldn’t understand what these two people were saying, it didn’t stop her from continuing to fight, she held down Sickness Disaster’s neck with one hand, her white right hand clenched into a fist, and hammered furiously at the Sickness Disaster underneath her!

　　DUN DUN DUN DUN!!!

　　As Caran’s fist fell, the ground underneath Sickness Disaster’s feet cracked out a hideous spider pattern, and the metal skeleton within his body was gradually deformed by the smashing, and in the end, it was just like a broken toy that was beaten to death into the ground, basically losing its ability to move.

　　Boom!

　　As Caran’s last punch fell, Sickness Disaster’s brain buzzed, his eyes rolled over, and he directly fainted.

　　Seeing this, Caran slowly withdrew both fists, stood up from the deep pit full of dust, and clapped his palms with an expression of great success.

　　”Hard work.” Uncle Kyousuke’s face was pale as he squeezed out a smile at Caran.

　　This sentence Jia Lan understood, when she was in Misty Japan, Wu Xiangnan had given her some basic Japanese to refresh her, she immediately smiled and replied:

　　”You’re welcome.”

　　Uncle Kyousuke turned his attention to the sickly disaster who had been knocked unconscious in the ground, and gripping his blood-stained golden longsword, he walked slowly but firmly towards him.

　　”Can you do it?” Anqingyu’s voice came from behind him.

　　”Perhaps I can.” Uncle Kyousuke nodded slightly, “When he was awake, he would have realized that he was trapped in the illusion of the [Enchanted Pupil], and no matter what kind of illusion I used to guide him, he wouldn’t be able to act in accordance with my thoughts, but now that he’s been knocked out, and his own consciousness has fallen into a state of haze, it’s a good thing.

　　Next, I’m going to use [Enchanted Pupil] to create an illusion extremely close to the real world for him, so that he will follow my guidance and step by step produce that kind of reagent …… For a professional cowherd, it’s not that hard to carry out mental guidance and hints.”

　　”Sounds like a big project.” An Qingyu’s gaze swept over Uncle Kyousuke’s body and asked with a frown, “Is your current body enough to support you in accomplishing this illusion?”

　　Uncle Kyousuke walked in front of the disease, and blood dripped down the blade of the long golden sword, gradually coalescing into a pool of blood.

　　In the pool of blood, the pale face of Uncle Kyousuke was reflected.

　　The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

　　”Young man.” He slowly spoke, “Don’t underestimate any father ah ……”

　　Under the Tokyo Tower.

　　Amidst the broken pieces of the [Pure Land], a tattered black-robed Prison Plague stepped out from the flames that filled the ground, his right arm was already somewhat deformed, and nearly a third of his upper body had been chopped off, a single black metal skeleton supporting his body, creaking and humming in the blood and flesh.

　　Lin Qiye utilized the full force of his five Banezu swords to directly chop the [Pure Land], along with half of Prison Plague’s body, into pieces.

　　The aperture of Prison Plague’s left eye flickered as his eyes gazed at the figure holding the five blades that came from the dark night, a look of resentment surfacing on his face.

　　Lin Qiye’s blade had completely shattered divine power in full view of everyone!

　　The Pure Land has collapsed, the Soldier Plague and the Insect Plague have also been killed in battle, and he and the Sickness Plague are the only ones left in the entire oracle that are still struggling to hold on, but it seems that he will soon be the only one left…….This scene is spreading to every corner of the “circle of people”, and from now on, they will no longer be able to dominate the “circle of people” like they used to. From now on, their oracles will never be able to override all beings as they did in the past.

　　This battle, the oracle completely lost.

　　”It seems that the victory has been decided.”

　　Lin Qiye, cloaked in a black trench coat, walked through the throbbing flames and stepped in front of Prison Plague, those blazing golden eyes looking down at him as he spoke faintly, “The neon splendor era that your oracles made …… is over.

　　In the future, this ‘Circle of Man’ will sink into the eternal night brought about by the [Night Curtain] until its ultimate demise.”

　　In order to redeem those hundreds of millions of miserable souls, this country’s power supply has been cut by 92%, never able to return to that prosperous and splendid modern city look, whenever night falls, darkness will become the main theme here.

　　This was created by the [Night Shade] squad, a balance where the living and the dead coexisted.

　　”I admit, we oracles have indeed lost ……,” Prison disaster supported his broken body, those dead eyes, once again blossomed with a morose cold aura, “but the divine power still remains, do you really think that we these few oracles can represent the divine power of this world?

　　Do you really think that if you win against us, you’ll get the entire ‘human circle’?”

　　Lin Qiye’s brows furrowed slightly.

　　”You guys were right before, we’re just capitalists who got the opportunity to soar to the heavens after the mists descended……. In the end, we’re just ‘people’, and the reason why we’re frantically conducting experiments is to get rid of the ‘human’ bondage and go to become a higher level of existence.

　　Unfortunately, we didn’t manage to become gods ……

　　But God, has always been there.”

　　Prison Tribulation raised his hand and pointed towards the night sky filled with thunderclouds above his head.

　　In the night sky, the huge and hideous deep blue beast, lying on the edge of the thunderclouds, was hissing angrily at the city below!

　　”That’s not a true god, but it’s power, it’s far beyond the level that humans can reach, and here, it’s the true messenger of the gods.” Prison Plague said indifferently, his eyes gradually turning cold as he said

　　”When the situation in the ‘Circle of Man’ exceeds the final bottom line, it will completely lose control, and begin to purge everything here according to the instructions given to it by the gods of the High Heavenly Plains back then.

　　It is the scavenger of this ‘Circle of Man’.”

　　Lin Qiye frowned even tighter, “What exactly are you trying to say?”

　　”Guess, what did I just refer to when I said ‘the final bottom line’?” The corners of Prison Tribulation’s mouth rose slightly as he stretched out his finger and tapped his heart, and

　　”It’s the oracle envoys.

　　Once the vital signs of the seven Oracle Envoys disappear or are lost, it will turn on Scavenger Mode and destroy all chaos with divine punishment.

　　And as the root of the chaos, Tokyo, will be the target it must destroy.

　　In other words, if we die …… you, and the tens of millions of people in Tokyo, will have to be buried with us!”

　　Lin Qiye’s heart sank.

　　He raised his head to look at the massive beast lying between the thunderclouds, gazing at the earth, and a touch of gravity flashed between his brows.

　　He was puzzled before, since this thunder beast was the enforcer of divine punishment, why would it sit on the sidelines and watch the [Pure Land] break down and the oracle die?

　　Even with the [Divine Concealment] masking its breath, it should have sensed that something was wrong and stepped in to help, right?

　　Now Lin Qiye understands that it’s not that the thunder beast doesn’t want to help the oracle, but in the eyes of the thunder beast, the oracle is just a human being held in a “human circle”…… , just like a sheepdog in a flock of sheep, although it manages the entire pasture, in the final analysis, all of them are livestock! The game of fighting between livestock is a game of fighting between livestock.

　　It is not interested in the game of fighting among the livestock.

　　Unless all the sheepdogs die and the flock is completely thrown into chaos, only then will it, the lazy farmer, personally come down and suppress all the sheep.

　　From the beginning to the end, the “circle of man” real theocracy representative, there is only one ……

　　The Eight Inch Mirror Spirit, Thunder Beast.