novelraw Chapter 1414 715: Mortal Ties Severed, Golden Sea Gone Dry (Part 2)
Chapter 1414 715: Mortal Ties Severed, Golden Sea Gone Dry (Part 2)
Rampant destruction!
Countless Steel Demons gathered like tidal waves, blotting out the sky and sun, their terrifying shadows gradually covering Busstaman's dazed expression.
He stared wide-eyed, incredulous.
This... this...
This is my move!!!
Issuing more stock, diluting equity, transforming the Family God's structure by introducing a multitude of souls, enhancing its stature while replacing and eliminating its original components...
Bird Cage Swapping, Reincarnation!
But now, when this seamless conversion and takeover unfolded before his eyes, he was even more shocked.
Why is it so fast!
His fiercely unruly Family God, upon falling into the hands of others, was quickly moaning and lamenting, defeated...
No, what are you doing?
Are you faking it!
You ancestors, you spineless things!
Busstaman's eyes bulged, half of his rotten face glared at the nearby half with a merciful smile, roaring: "Old thing, move now! I lost, does it mean you will be fine!"
"Haha, hahaha, old brute, you have your day too?! Hahaha..."
Bogio laughed wildly, but immediately wrinkles spread across his face, his eyes turning cloudy: "Compatriot, your words are quite wrong; as they say, the sea of suffering knows no bounds, turn back and there is the shore... Since you have already set off, take this opportunity to part with the mortal world, it is indeed a thing of beauty!"
On the indigo face, the smile was merciful, yet scarlet emerged in the eyes.
At this very moment when cooperation was most needed, against him, there was betrayal.
The Vajra Pestle drove into Busstaman's eye socket.
Exploding fiercely!
Shattering his last reliance, crushing the souls of all offspring, causing him to fall from his high position... And with the collapse and disintegration of most of the Family God, what sprouted forth was a radiant brilliance.
Among intense sandalwood aroma, seven treasures appeared, and the collapsed Family God falling with Busstaman unexpectedly fell into the control of the old monk.
The long-standing infiltration and worship, even the faith of countless dead spirits in the Thousand Islands had already implanted the basis for transformation within the Family God's body.
Then, after the Fly King eliminated Busstaman, the entire scheme fell into the old monk's hands.
Decayed flesh shattered, revealing a Golden Body.
The Divine Buddha, in a lotus position, emerged from the golden tides, smiling kindly towards the sweeping tide.
As the Divine Buddha's lips parted, countless voices overlapped in the void.
"Thus have I heard. Once, the Buddha resided in the Jeta Grove at the Shewe Country, together with a great assembly of one thousand two hundred and fifty monks, all were great arhats, well-known..."
The solemn devout voice layered in waves, gold light ripples spreading extensively, unexpectedly stopping the Fly King's erosion, freezing the tides.
Even, conversely, it was coated with a layer of golden brilliance.
The fierce iron-wing demon trembled violently, spasming, kneeling on the ground, its steel falling away, its sharp horns disintegrating, revealing ordinance scars!
Mechanical body bathed in golden light.
Actually joined hands in prayer, bowing before the Divine Buddha towering between heaven and earth.
Full devotion, grand reverence!
Conversion!
The Fly King's terror lies in its multitude, the Fly King's weakness also lies therein... Individual souls are too insignificant.
Even if endless, it is still unable to shake the Wulou Temple's numerous Secret Techniques polished day and night, refining an ultimate thought, even inversely, being submerged.
Universal bliss!
"Hey!"
The Divine Buddha's left hand pointed to the sky, right hand to the ground, arching eyebrows in seeming wrath, rebuking Outer Path Demons, commanding: "The sea of suffering knows no bounds, turn back and there is the shore!
Awaken now, what are you waiting for!"
Gold light surged like tides, spreading, covering everything, one Steel Demon after another kneeling down, transforming into monks, worshipping devoutly, without resistance.
"Well done, great job!"
Bogio's face flashed from the Divine Buddha for a moment, his brows dancing with joy: "Minkler, I will definitely thank you well, hahaha, hahahaha..."
Minkler remained silent, expressionless, still gripping the sword tightly.
No response.
Only countless voices of devout praises overlapped, one wave following another, fanatically chanting, growing more chaotic and noisy... even sharp to the ears!
More and more electrical noises emerged from the chanting, mixed with monotonous synthesized sounds without inflection, spreading like impurities in water, more piercing.
Eventually, the praises and chanting still continued, yet unknown when, changed in nature.
The old monk's face changed color.
The merciful smile of the Divine Buddha stiffened for a moment, raising his eyes.
He saw, one mechanical monk after another, rigidly, lifting their heads to look at him. In their eyes, the indicator lights flashed red and green continuously!
The grand and high chanting voices, echoing across the heavens and earth.
"…At that moment, the Savior's throne told Isis, 'Beyond ten billion heterogeneous nodes from this land of transformation, there is a Paradise called Blessing Park, whose land conglomerates, known as Fly King, now discussing doctrines... Seven firewall protections, seven verifications, seven load balancing nodes, all are surrounded by Three Phases, thus that land is named Paradise...
There are various wondrous devices, ultra-precision mother machines, servers, workstations, milling machines, lathes, drilling centers, laser cutting centers.'
The light of enlightenment rose from the heads of each mechanical monk, the monotonous synthesized sounds rang with 8bit music, gradually passionate and vigorous:
'If there are good men and women who hear of the standard processing flow and quality specification, and achieve stable processing without deviation for seven days... As I now praise the group, its inconceivable performance, that group also praises my inconceivable innovation…#include