novelraw Chapter 272: Have You Had Enough
Chapter 272: Have You Had Enough
(I drove my sister to school, got stuck in traffic, and only returned in the early hours of the morning. It was an exhausting day. I am making up for what I missed yesterday, but the bonus chapters are over now, so I can finally catch my breath a little.)
"Think of something!"
Many warlords were panicking. Even though they were not currently in the small city, choosing instead to remotely monitor the situation from the safety of their own territories.
They were absolutely terrified! These two had zero respect for the rules of engagement. How could they do this? Why would they do this?!
Could they not just walk into the city like normal people, step right into the trap, and let the warlords secure their glorious reputations?
Why on earth would these two immediately think to summon their divine backers to descend upon the mortal plane?
And why were their divine backers so obedient, showing up the exact moment they were called?!
Did Transcendent beings have no temper at all? Could they not have waited a little while before answering the call?
The numerous warlords thought, on the verge of a complete mental breakdown.
Right before their eyes, their analysts used the prayers of the two men to enthusiastically deduce the identities of the two legends:The law-upholder known as the "Foremost in Hearing" was Venerable Ananda, the direct disciple of the Buddha and a true Arhat.
As for the other figure, the Six-Winged Seraphim, his identity needed no introduction. George had announced it himself—it was Archangel Gabriel.
These two could not merely be described as Transcendent beings anymore. Strictly speaking, they were the close retainers of Gods!
One was the personal attendant of the Buddha, and the other was an apex combatant of Heaven. Even though neither had descended in their True Body, the warlords still felt an immense, suffocating sense of "importance" being placed upon them. Of course, this was an importance they actively did not want.
They were just a bunch of warlords! What right or qualification did they have to draw the personal gaze of these two divine figures?
The crowd wanted nothing more than to immediately bow their heads, submit, and cower in fear for a while.
Unfortunately, they were denied even that small comfort. Two colossal phantoms slowly rose and loomed over the city.
"I did not expect Mount Sumeru to have awakened as well!" Gabriel said, gazing at Ananda. "Venerable Ananda seems to be in excellent condition!"
"Amitābha. Thanks to the Patron's concern, this poor monk is indeed faring well. I wonder how the Nine Heavens of your realm are doing?" Ananda replied with a soft laugh.
"The Lord is present, so it is naturally thriving!" Gabriel's words were flawless. "I simply wonder how those Buddhas atop Mount Sumeru are faring?"
"The Buddhas are naturally in a state of nirvanic slumber. However, if Yahweh wishes to visit again, Mount Sumeru can easily rouse them from their rest!"
Beneath their gentle tones, the two divine beings expressed a naked, unreserved hostility. Their exchange caused many of those listening in to exchange shocked glances.
Who would have thought that there was such a bitter history between these Transcendent factions?
What was going on? The grudge between Mount Sumeru and Heaven seemed incredibly deep. This was some prime gossip!
They frantically recorded the dialogue, hoping this intelligence might prove useful in the future. Meanwhile, the two heavyweights at the scene finished their brief verbal sparring and turned their divine gaze upon the city before them.
Almost simultaneously, both figures frowned. It was a clear display of dissatisfaction upon perceiving the surrounding situation.
Ananda pressed his palms together and began to chant. "Amitābha. The World-Honored One knows that the world is filled with endless suffering and boundless evil, yet even this poor monk has never seen all of that suffering and evil concentrated in a single place!"
"Why does such profound sin still exist in this world?"
As he spoke, a radiant golden Buddha's Light bloomed behind him, illuminating the city. Instantly, countless innocent people were plucked from the streets. The ropes binding them vanished, and the gasoline soaking their clothes was completely stripped away. The terrifying hostage crisis that had left the entire world feeling utterly helpless was resolved in a fraction of a second.
The moment these people touched the ground, they dropped to their knees and kowtowed toward Ananda. This was a region heavily influenced by Buddhism, and they were accustomed to expressing their profound gratitude in this manner. Even the Christians among the survivors joined in the kowtowing.
Seeing this scene, Gabriel let out a cold snort and raised his hand as well. "The Lord decrees that all sin shall have Nowhere to Hide beneath His radiant light!"
"All those pulling the strings from the shadows shall be dragged into the light and forced to reveal themselves here!"
Far away in the Vatican, Pope Mario watched the broadcast. The light in his eyes flickered once, twice, three times... countless times! He could vaguely sense that this type of power was incredibly compatible with him. This ability to alter reality with a spoken word, intertwining with Divine Faith and absolute authority—it was an absolutely perfect match for him as the Pope!
"Could this be the legendary... Great Prophecy?"
The angel's radiance was blindingly brilliant, forcing many observers to momentarily squeeze their eyes shut. By the time they opened them again, everything before them had changed!
The warlords had been violently yanked directly out of the heavily fortified safe zones they had spent fortunes constructing. They now found themselves standing right in the middle of the city, face-to-face with these two Transcendent beings. The sheer terror in their eyes almost materialized into something physical!
Even the cowardly masterminds who had fled to the opposite side of the Earth via private jets over the past few days were forcefully yanked back.
They materialized within the very "city of crisis" they had orchestrated, immediately becoming trapped rats in a cage!
It was absolutely terrifying. They finally realized that in the eyes of true Transcendent beings, they were painfully fragile. They truly had Nowhere to Hide!
This visceral terror was not just felt by the warlords; it spread to a much wider audience—the international observers from various nations.
The observers recognized the people who had been abducted by the divine light. It was not just the warlords. Key operational nodes, logistical coordinators, and even middleman brokers had all been seized and dragged to the city!
The observers were paralyzed with shock. As long as someone was even remotely connected to this horrific plot, they were apprehended and teleported directly before the ultimate judges. It was an unfathomable level of power!
This event proved that all mortal scheming was utterly laughable. What did it matter how perfectly a plan was designed? What did it matter how deeply they hid?
With a single spoken word, you would be forcefully summoned to face judgment, becoming nothing more than an insect waiting to be crushed alongside the other masterminds!
It was absurd. It was terrifying. This level of power was in no way inferior to Zanluo successfully Guiding to Enlightenment an entire city. It instantly became a second Sword of Damocles dangling precariously over all of their heads!
The city remained incredibly hazardous, with the highly explosive and flammable traps still rigged in place. However, barely anyone cared about that anymore. Every innocent survivor had already been safely relocated outside the city limits. This overwhelming, higher-dimensional power had reduced all the complex, cruel machinations of the warlords to a meaningless joke.
At this moment, Mion and George approached the two divine figures and slowly recounted the grim details of everything that had transpired here.
Every word spoken echoed in the ears of the warlords like a terrifying death warrant!
"Crown Gabriel, how do you wish to dispose of them?" George asked respectfully. With the mighty angel present, he naturally could not make the decision himself.
Gabriel simply waved his hand. The dozens—perhaps hundreds—of warlords and conspirators were forcefully hurled directly into the rigged city. The Archangel then casually snapped his fingers, igniting the pools of gasoline within. "Since they take such delight in threatening and persecuting the innocent, let them experience that very same terror for themselves!"
"Let this city serve as their flaming tomb. It is a fitting end!"
Ananda watched the blazing inferno and nodded slightly. "Hmm... Since His Excellency the Angel has chosen to deliver destruction, then I shall take charge of their deaths!"
He remained seated in his lotus position, but a deep, resonant chant began to echo from his lips. It was the six-syllable mantra—"Om Mani Padme Hum"—each syllable corresponding to one of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
As the thunderous, majestic mantra washed over the world, six massive vortexes that resembled glowing gateways slowly manifested behind Ananda.
"The Heavenly Path, the Human Path, the Asura Realm, the Hell Path, the Hungry Ghost Path, and the Animal Path. Each holds its own purpose. They shall enter these realms, and their sins shall be weighed!"
"If there are any among you who were wrongly accused, Lord Buddha will surely guide you to the Heavenly Path, or even grant you rebirth in the Pure Land!"
He actually added that final sentence, radiating absolute mockery!
Good lord, they had prepared a full-service package of cremation and soul deliverance! Everyone listening to the broadcast who understood the implications immediately began a moment of silent prayer for the masterminds of this crisis.
To provoke two divine heavyweights into taking direct, lethal action... it was easy to imagine just how repulsive their sins truly were.
In a sense, this brutal execution was a global warning. It was a bloody demonstration meant to show the world that if humanity continued attempting to fight Transcendent beings using such underhanded, terrorist tactics, the gods would not hesitate to flip the entire game board!
Using human lives—such a precious resource for gathering Faith—to threaten Transcendent beings was simply forcing Bai Yang's hand.
While the world was left stunned by the sheer, terrifying might of these two invincible entities, the agonized screams echoing from the burning city felt like nothing more than minor background noise.
No one cared whether those warlords lived or died. Actually, they could not live—death was an absolute certainty. Even their post-mortem arrangements had been ruthlessly handled. The swirling vortexes of the Six Paths of Reincarnation loomed before them, serving as the ultimate, inescapable destination for their condemned souls!
However, just as the global audience concluded that this was the end of the crisis—that the judgment had been passed and sealed—an even more bizarre and terrifying event occurred!
An infinitely more majestic, soul-trembling voice seemed to drift in from the furthest reaches of the Universe, echoing directly into the minds of every living being. "Enacting your mortal judgments just outside the borders of the Daoist Sect's domain? You are truly making too much of a racket! Tell me... have you two made enough of a scene yet?"
Hearing this voice, everyone across the globe froze. The sheer weight of the sound sent a shockwave through their souls, leaving the world in a state of stunned silence.
Only Ananda and Gabriel reacted. They slowly turned around to face the northern sky, both of them bowing respectfully in unison. "Which exalted Excellency has descended? We ask that you reveal yourself!"
The moment those words left their lips, the chaotic, swirling clouds in the northern sky began to converge. Right before the eyes of the entire world, the clouds condensed and rapidly took the shape of an overwhelmingly massive, imposing deity:
"Your petty methods disrupt the fundamental order of the Three Realms and shatter the peace of the Six Domains. You have agitated the spirits of the dead and brought chaos to the Underworld!"
"Do the two of you confess your sins?"
The moment that terrifying question was asked, the brains of every single observer around the world completely short-circuited!
'Bro, who are you?! Opening your mouth just to convict an Arhat and an Archangel? Are you genuinely that brave?!'
Just as the world expected the two divine emissaries to fly into a rage, they instead watched Ananda press his palms together and bow deeply toward the colossal deity in the sky. "If it is indeed our fault, then we shall humbly admit it! Ananda, direct disciple of Lord Buddha, pays his utmost respects to Taishan Fujun!"
Taishan Fujun?!