novelraw Chapter 436: Word Spirit User—Black, The Shattered Paradise
Chapter 436: Word Spirit User—Black, The Shattered Paradise
"What are you doing?!"
Wordweaver-White instantly roared, immediately grabbing for Sun's arm.
He was Caucasian, with a very tall build, but compared to the current Sun, he was still like a child.
"Get lost."
Sun casually waved his hand, sending the Wordweaver before him flying with a slap, crashing into a roadside trash can.
"Guardian deity of the earth, my friend needs your help."
"Whatever the cost, lend a hand, block this fireball, don't let this amusement ride get damaged!"
Wordweaver-White lay on the ground, shouting loudly. As his words fell, the entire amusement park instantly began to shake, as if an earthquake had suddenly struck.
The lake-like pool before them rippled with waves, the entire ground bulged upward like a rising dragon's backbone, sand and stones gathered, forming a solid barrier that protected the log flume ride.
Boom!A dull yet deafening sound echoed as the massive fireball smashed into the earthen dragon beneath it, sending fragments flying everywhere.
The raised earth shield sank heavily but didn't collapse, actually withstanding this blow!
Black smoke shot skyward, carrying large amounts of dust with it. This magnificent amusement park instantly became the most chaotic battlefield.
"Hmm?"
Sun was momentarily stunned. Since Chiyo Eine, this was only the second time he'd encountered someone who could match him in magical bombardment. Quite remarkable.
"Heh, but then, you who have no spiritual energy throughout your body, your strength is only at this level."
As he spoke, he raised his hand in a summoning gesture, and the clouds above trembled before another massive fireball squeezed out from within!
Like some abnormal hatching process, the fireball with its trailing flames descended with terrifying momentum, crashing down toward the original fireball below!
Boom.
The two explosive forces collided, instantly creating what seemed like doomsday. Everything nearby was immediately covered in a meteor shower of fire.
Scattered fireballs rained down, ravaging everything around them. The nose-ringed man instantly scrambled for cover, never imagining that the scenario of "when immortals fight, mortals suffer" would play out here.
His agility rivaled the world's best parkour athletes, but no matter how skilled, he couldn't withstand fireballs!
For a moment, he dodged left and right in a flustered manner, appearing to be in constant peril.
Nearby, the Blank (whether real or fake) sat on a park bench with smiling eyes, having found a seat.
She crossed her left leg over her right with light grace, as if watching an interesting magic show, sitting there watching completely detached from the events.
Around her, countless flying fireballs whistled as they fell, yet not a single one landed on her, as if they all deliberately avoided her.
The dry grass on the ground began to catch fire. She sat amidst the scattered sea of flames, chin propped on one hand, watching the magical attacks before her.
"Oh?"
Suddenly, her eyebrows twitched, and she couldn't help but look in a certain direction, as if someone was there.
By now, Wordweaver-White was pale-faced, continuously reinforcing his defenses, but it was clear he was struggling to hold on.
His eyes held a trace of astonishment - he and Sun were ranked fifth and fourth respectively, so why was it so difficult?!
This guy's combat power was incredible!
Who was Sun? Someone who reached that ranking purely through combat prowess. In this game, when it came to fighting, he had never bowed to anyone.
Seeing that his opponent could still hold on, Sun laughed heartily and raised his hand, actually preparing to summon another one!
"Brother Earth, I still need..."
Wordweaver-White, seeing his opponent could continue, was about to start another chant when suddenly another voice appeared on the battlefield.
"Most profound, most substantial, deity of the earth."
"I praise your greatness, request your blessing, speak your name."
"Please withdraw all defenses, let destruction destroy, let restoration restore."
From the shadows, precisely in the direction Blank had been looking earlier, a figure slowly emerged.
Clad in black robes, holding a staff in hand, he recited the incantation with great devotion.
"You! Little Black!" Wordweaver-White's pupils instantly contracted, but it was already too late.
Instantly, the raised earth collapsed, disintegrated, and merged back into their original location.
And the fireball, now without any obstruction, descended from the sky, crashing heavily onto the log flume ride.
The roaring sound rang out once more, everything turned to dust. The terrifying high temperatures instantly destroyed everything. After this pure yang object fell, even some ghostly screams could be heard.
Some black shadows scattered and fled, like souls peeled away from the tracks.
—Those were probably players from [Paradise].
Wordweaver-Black emerged from the shadows - it was he who had just removed White's defenses.
"Most agile, most profound, deity who nurtures all things."
"I praise your greatness, request the energy of water."
"Please extinguish the great fire, calm everything, soothe irritable hearts."
Instantly, the lake surged with massive waves, like standing walls of water that came crashing down.
Sun's great fire was extinguished, and the scorching sensation in the air somewhat subsided.
Wordweaver-Black looked at White and spoke quietly:
"What's wrong? My dear younger brother?"
"We're on opposing sides. Naturally, I need to make you lose."
"Since this lunatic is willing to actively destroy the game's facilities, why shouldn't I help him?"
White stood up from the ground, straightened his clothes, and brushed off the dirt, as if unwilling to appear disheveled before his brother.
"You're the younger brother! I'm older than you, you brat." These were White's first words.
Wordweaver-Black shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment, then shifted his gaze to Blank beside them.
"The tourist refused the game, broke the rules, and actively damaged amusement park equipment. Shouldn't there be punishment, or an immediate loss declared?"
"Not sure, maybe. Wait to see if there's any announcement." Blank smiled and spoke casually.
Wordweaver-Black: ?
His expression instantly froze on his face, looking at Blank with disbelief, unable to react for a long time.
"What... do you mean you don't know?"
"Don't you know the consequences? What are the tourist's game rules?"
The corners of Blank's mouth slowly curved upward as she stood up from the chair.
"If I said I don't know, would you believe me?"