bookbashuk Chapter 491 Lu Yu: I will silence the world and let all living beings hear my voice!
Chapter 491 Lu Yu: I will silence the world and let all living beings hear my voice!
Chapter 491 Lu Yu: I will silence the world and let all living beings hear my voice!
Even under the cover of night, the city at the top of the sky remains filled with noise, excitement, and revelry.
Here, in this place closest to the sky, the most dazzling light of the sun, moon, and stars is captured.
It is a city of joy that never dies out.
In the heart of the city, you can see naturist spirits everywhere, spewing wildly in the streets, performing performance art, or playing hallucinogenic music when the mood strikes.
The other elves not only did not refuse, but even took the initiative to lower their mental defenses and experience the unique illusion.
If they are injured because of the illusion, they will only blame themselves for not being strong enough, rather than thinking that the illusion is dangerous and wanting to try again.
Although the Elven race does not have a unified religious belief, they worship the consciousness of nature.
They believe that all living beings in the world are individuals differentiated from the "consciousness of nature," which is the "green of nature."
Only by opening our hearts can we embrace the pristine nature, for the moment life is born, death has already begun its countdown.
Everything was already destined.
But they don't think they will enter the underworld; instead, they believe they will return to nature.
Therefore, one should enjoy life to the fullest in order not to waste the gifts of nature.
As time went by, the elves not only did not get bored, but became more and more obsessed.
However, at this time,
Beneath the zenith, in the dust, the giant beasts awoke one by one and began to feed. Countless lives struggled to survive, constantly experiencing life and death.
Although they live in the same country, their lives are divided by bloodline.
Even looking up, one cannot feel the brilliance of the stars and the ancient moon; all that remains is the faint light cast by the city at the top of the sky.
Therefore, they fear, loathe, and hate the night.
Why...
Why is the world so unfair?
Endless pain and endless joy surged forth, constantly colliding and intertwining within the Sky Tree Kingdom.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
At that moment, a white figure strolled down the street, her steps light, elegant, and composed, not particularly noticeable among the many reveling spirits.
By the roadside, a drunken elf raised his head, revealing a weathered, handsome face that could charm countless young girls. Looking at the man's attire, I couldn't help but laugh:
"Your disciple's cosplay is very accurate. Not only are the props very realistic, but the quality of the clothes is also great. The materials are very high-end. I can't even recognize what kind of supernatural creature it is. Where did you buy it? I want to get one too. I love it so much."
"The ranch," the man replied with a smile.
"You really know how to make me laugh. Ranches are places where livestock are kept. How could they possibly make such high-class clothes? Don't let my strong smell of alcohol fool you, I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk."
The elf muttered a few words, then said:
"Fine, sell me the outfit you're wearing. I can offer you a price that will satisfy you."
"You can't afford it." The man's smile remained unchanged.
"Just kidding, hiccup~, how could there be anything in this world that Ipugil can't afford?" Ipugil said with a loud laugh.
His name means "jewel flower garden".
He is also a core member of one of the wealthiest elven families in the Zenith City, besides the royal family.
"Give me a quote!"
"real?"
"Of course," Ipgil said readily.
Faced with such a serious attitude, the man said meaningfully:
"Then give me...your heart!"
"Heart? What do you mean? You've fallen in love with me?" Ipugil looked at the man in front of her. He was quite handsome. Although she had never tried it before, it wasn't something she couldn't accept.
"Stay away from him!"
He was about to speak when he was interrupted by an angry shout.
Ipugil turned his head and found that there were a large number of powerful elves dressed in black uniforms and holding bows and arrows around the streets and alleys, surrounded by green wind halos.
The clothes have a pattern of black branches supporting a thick book.
Each of these elves possesses at least the strength of the Radiant Moon rank.
Leading the group was an elderly elven man with sharp, eagle-like eyes, exuding an aura of a powerful figure that oppressed the surrounding environment.
Seeing the patterns on their clothes made Ipgil shudder, instantly snapping him back to reality. He stammered, "Damn it, what are the Inquisition for the Spirits doing here?"
The Tribunal for the Elves is an organization within the Elven race similar to a special department within the Alliance. It is used to purge enemies, judge traitors within the race, and punish elven aberrations caused by excessive indulgence. However, within the Elven community, these aberrations are referred to as Elves.
It is a mutated monster that possesses powerful soul abilities and can influence desires.
In addition, they were also responsible for clearing out refugees who were climbing up from the dust.
Their methods are extremely cruel, or rather...
Cruelty is their way of obtaining pleasure, and they often do some horrific things.
Therefore, they have a very bad reputation among the elves, and most pure-blooded elves do not want to encounter them.
Because that most likely means something bad.
Ipgil couldn't understand how simply having a drink could have attracted these jackals.
unless……
Ipgil whirled around, only to see the disciple cosplayer smiling at him, raising his scepter and pressing it against his chest, continuing:
"Then it's a deal!"
In a word,
It made Ipgil feel a chill rush from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.
Even a fool would understand that the person in front of him is not a cosplayer at all.
They were true disciples!
The "heart" he's talking about... could it be the physical heart?
Thinking of this, Ipugil felt her legs go weak with fear.
The elven chieftain, head of the Spirit Tribunal, frowned upon seeing this and said:
"My lord disciple, the elves have the greatest fondness for polite guests."
Although the Sky Dome Tree Kingdom indulges in excessive revelry, it only does so among its own people. Outsiders entering the Sky Dome Tree Kingdom are thoroughly inspected and marked.
If the rat didn't possess the ability to replace a sense of existence and cause and effect, it wouldn't be able to easily infiltrate the inner circle.
However, they did not react at all to the appearance of the disciples, and they only noticed them when the disciples had already appeared inside the Zenith City and deliberately released their aura.
The Spirit Tribunal was startled and rushed over to investigate, only to find that familiar attire.
Ordinary people can imitate his appearance, but they cannot replicate the ancient feeling that even immortal beings cannot match.
Those are the marks left by the passage of time.
However, since the Disciple has acted in a neutral and chaotic manner since his appearance, rather than being absolutely evil, many elves actually find his various behaviors extremely romantic.
As long as it's not intentional provocation, the elves are willing to receive such a guest.
However, the disciple ignored the other party's friendliness, and instead looked up at the vast moon and the brilliant starry sky, sighing:
"Being too close to the sky can obscure one's mind with its brilliance, preventing one from seeing the truth."
His tone was calm, yet carried a condescending pity, causing the elven leader of the Inquisition to frown and lose patience. He stretched out his hand, and vast amounts of natural spiritual energy gathered, transforming into a colossal, emerald-green hand that reached out to grab the disciple.
"Disciple, please come with us."
Legendary Trait – Hand of Nature!
Although the disciple made several appearances and displayed an extremely high level of prestige, and even possessed the power of aging, a branch of the time system, his overall strength was average. Even if he had some hidden abilities, he was at most at the peak of the Radiant Moon realm or at the pseudo-giant level.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to use the Crimson Hundred-Eyed Dragon King's Spear to barely defeat the heavily injured Eternal Darkness.
Oh right, when we first met, I was instantly captivated by his gaze and almost turned into a monster.
It couldn't possibly be an act done on purpose for amusement, could it?
Now that a powerful figure has personally taken action, it can be considered a great show of respect.
However, just as the attack drew near, a crimson figure appeared behind the disciple, its eyes turning like the Karmic Calamity King's Disc of a shattered sundial, looking toward the Hand of Nature.
There was no earth-shattering collision, nor any overwhelming crushing force; it was as if an invisible hand was holding an eraser, wiping away the entire hand of nature.
Vanished without a trace.
Legendary Skill - Existence Erasure!
Even the elven giant who was the attacker could not feel any connection between himself and the attack, as if it had never existed.
"How is that possible!?"
At that moment, he was utterly shocked. Looking at that calm figure again, he was deeply moved.
How come this guy gets stronger when facing stronger opponents?
Was he just playing with everyone all along?
Or had it revived from ancient times and gradually regained its power? He couldn't understand and wanted to continue attacking, but he saw the crimson figure behind the disciple slowly raise its head, and a huge, grinning mouth split open on the face without features.
then……
It let out a deafening roar!
"roar!"
With the blessing of the Night Howler, imbued with the qualities of night, it echoed throughout the entire Celestial City.
At that moment, the giant city trembled, and the world shook.
All the members of the Spirit Tribunal fainted instantly, and the Elf Giant coughed up blood and flew backward.
"What happened!?"
All the spirits, lost in their pleasure, were awakened, their spiritual vision focusing their gaze upon the scene with awe.
The disciples actually arrived in the Sky Tree Kingdom.
And they even defeated the Tribunal of the Spirits!
Could it be that they're trying to cause trouble?
However, the first reaction of many elves was not fear, but excitement.
at last……
Is someone finally going to cause trouble in the Zenith City?
Isn't that a kind of fun?
Anyway, it wasn't them who were robbed.
Ipugil said in a trembling voice, "You're too bold. Aren't you afraid of being punished by our True King?"
After all, he hadn't enjoyed himself enough and didn't want to die so soon, so he didn't provoke his disciples.
"This is a necessary process for setting up the stage," the disciple murmured, a slight smile playing on his lips as he felt all eyes on him.
But... it's still not enough!
Boom boom boom!
Nine powerful auras erupted, radiating out different natural ecological domains.
The elven ecological lord and dozens of ancient giants descended, surrounding all the disciples' escape routes.
Within the palace, a magnificent figure emerged, reflecting the boundless nature of the heavens. The stunningly beautiful figure, holding a scepter, appeared, illuminating the entire city at the top of the sky.
Queen of the Elves—Hristashia!
Christa looked down at the disciples on the ground and spoke:
"Disciple, you have crossed the line!"
High above, like a goddess of nature looking down upon the ignorant mortals on earth.
"Beautiful lady, please don't be in such a hurry. I just want to invite you all to a grand funeral," the disciple said with a smile.
"A funeral?" The Elf Queen frowned.
"Yes, a funeral for the old gods, which gathered the immense power of faith from the entire main world..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Yu, who was actually a disciple, felt a boiling killing intent engulf him. The surrounding buildings were instantly crushed and turned into endless dust.
Ipugil was so frightened that his legs went weak, as if he saw the will of nature calling him back.
But he... doesn't want to die!
"Nonsense." The Elf Queen said calmly, waving her scepter, which transformed into thousands of dark green pillars of light that enveloped the sky, ready to unleash their power.
Legendary-tier Nature Skill - Light of the Dome!
He was prepared to annihilate his disciples the moment he made his move!
Although its power cannot compare to that of the Great Being and the Crimson Prison Demon King, it is the strongest opponent that Lu Yu faces head-on.
The Elf Queen is a pseudo-king who has accumulated power over a long period of time. Even in the entire main world, she is the first in rank below the true king.
He's only slightly inferior to Principal Shi!
At least for now, Lu Yu is no match for a false king.
But just because he can't do it doesn't mean the Staff of the Dust Walker can't!
Boom!
As the scepter lightly struck the ground, the phantom of a vast river of time descended, and the ancient and mysterious scales appeared above the city at the top of the sky, covered in rust, yet sending chills down one's spine.
The moment it appeared, the Elf Queen's offensive halted instantly, because...
She sensed the approach of death.
This is her inspiration: the more powerful a life form is, the more acute its perception becomes; some people can even perceive the future to a certain extent.
She could sense that if she attacked, she would inevitably face death!
And that is the case. With Lu Yu's current lifespan plus the one percent reduction in the Gate Master's talent, although he may not be able to replace the True King, replacing the Ecological Master would be a piece of cake.
"Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier? Instead of always fighting and killing, we could have a quiet chat," the disciple said with a smile.
"Who exactly are you?" the Elf Queen asked calmly.
"Just a funeral director!" the disciple replied.
"Ah, the balance of all things, the power of aging that can threaten all life under the great existence, must come with a greater price."
The false king is still a king, possessing the aura of a ruler. The Elf Queen was not threatened by this and sneered:
"Do you think you can leave the Sky Tree Kingdom under the King's watchful eye?"
"cannot!"
Lu Yu's resolute answer startled even the Elf Queen, who frowned and asked, "Do you want to die?"
"No, it's just that I feel the Sky Tree Kingdom needs a grander celebration!"
The disciple, who was actually Lu Yu in disguise, smiled and said, "Why hide such a good thing?"
"I don't understand what you're saying," the Elf Queen said calmly.
"It's okay, you'll remember soon!"
As he spoke, the crimson figure behind Lu Yu's mouth split open into an even wider arc, letting out a sinister laugh. At this moment, accompanied by endless crimson energy surging, an ancient, deep red divine tree appeared in the sky, spreading countless roots and taking root in the realm between illusion and reality.
"This is... a royal tree!?"
The Elf Queen was shocked, unable to imagine that someone could control the King Tree, which was comparable to a god's child.
As for the Imperial Tree and the Divine Tree, she had never seen them and dared not even imagine them.
After all, the latter represents the potential of a great being and a top-tier great being.
"No, this is a sapling of the divine tree!"
A voice rang out, tinged with surprise, and a vast pressure descended, as if the heavens were collapsing, sweeping across the entire Sky Tree Kingdom.
Announcing the arrival of a hegemon to the world!
A figure shrouded in dark green light slowly approached, and with each step, endless laws spread out, distorting the world.
We respectfully welcome the supreme true king.
"Father!" The Elf Queen exclaimed with delight.
However, facing the oppressive aura of a true king, Lu Yu's smile widened: "I've finally waited for you."
"Madman!" the Elf Queen sneered, oblivious to her impending doom.
In the outside world, the other party might have a chance to escape, but in the ecological kingdom, the true king is the absolute ruler.
Where the law prevails, all things submit.
Even if the first three Divine Finger arrives, they will not escape death!
Click click click!
At this moment, even the scales of aging seemed to be strained and about to collapse.
But it remained intact.
"The true king has arrived, it seems your performance is coming to an end." Ipgil, who had been held hostage, shrugged upon seeing this, his panic completely dissipating.
With the True King around, the Sky Tree Kingdom can't be overthrown!
"In that case, we'll accept the Divine Tree!" The Elf Queen's eyes were filled with delight.
"The main actors are in position, the theater is set up, so..."
As Lu Yu, in his disciple form, felt the final, overwhelming gaze upon him, and sensed the space around him, overwhelmed by the sweeping force of the law, gradually crumbling, he put on the hat, offered no resistance, and instantly turned to ashes.
Compared to the true king, he was nothing more than an ant.
"It's over!" The Elf Queen's gaze was indifferent. She was about to suppress the crimson divine tree when she suddenly stopped.
Because... the aging scales haven't disappeared!
Thousands of crows flew and cried, forming a staircase of crows.
The disciples appeared, stepped over the stairs, and led Ipgil up into the sky, arriving beside the Crimson Tree.
He took off his felt hat and placed it in front of him, bowed slightly, and smiled:
"Please allow me to mute the world so that you may all hear..."
"The sound of a broken heart!"
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