In the divine realm of the Ever Grand people, wages were generous, the food exquisite, and the living conditions splendid.
They were esteemed by the spirits, and could afford to hire formidable beings to provide massages for their kin.
Should they accept the offer? Should they? Alice found herself deep in contemplation.
Leoli ceased her strikes and lifted her head, catching a whiff of a pungent aroma wafting from the distance.
How delightful it was.
It was a familiar scent from her memories.
Her eyes sparkled with realization.
It was the scent of spicy and sour fish.
She released the ghost doll she had been striking, curling her limbs into a ball and swiftly rolling away toward the source of the enticing aroma.
In that moment, she mimicked Ling Pippy's signature technique of rapid rolling to perfection.
In the blink of an eye, Lei vanished from sight.
The gathered spirits, and Ling Pippy sensed an impending unease and hurry to follow.
A gust of spicy wind swept through the area, causing Ling Pippy to feel anxious.
A sensation it had never experienced before.
It was as if the entire world was trembling with disqu.
Upon catching up to Leoli, they beheld a towering willow tree, several hundred meters tall, standing resolutely at the border of the divine realm.
Its branches were adorned with clusters of void monsters which the luminescent willow methodically dispatched.
Their lifeless bodies accumulating at the base of the tree, forming a dense layer.
Before the tree, a multitude of disoriented void monsters circled aimlessly, only to be ens snared and dispatched by the willow, their corpses unceremoniously discarded at the roots.
Perch upon a branch was a dimminionive black and white sprite clutching a white-eared creature, embodying the essence of survival amidst chaos.
From a distance, the black and white sprite spotted a familiar silhouette.
Overcome with excitement, the sprite momentarily forgot how to articulate its thoughts.
Instead, calling out in the language of the spirits.
Ling lingling.
Masterpie, the great tree has saved us.
Woo! Woo! Woo! The monsters are terrifying.
Its voice was drowned out by the rustling of the willow branches.
In the distance, Leoli stood as a singular entity, a forest of willows, thwarting the encroaching army of void monsters.
Was Leoli's true form truly this immense? Ling Pippy marveled, its mouth agape in astonishment as if it were witnessing Leoli for the first time, though it was Leoli's closest friend.
This was the first time it had encountered such a grand manifestation of her essence, awakening a sense of unfamiliarity.
This realization struck Ling Pippy with the understanding that all ghost dolls were warriors of level seven or higher, with Alice being a demagod level being.
And here was Lei capable of binding them with her strikes.
It had previously overlooked these aspects entirely.
The little sprites mostly possessed little cultivation with the most formidable among them, teacher Jing Jing, merely at level three.
The divine beings have never mandated the sprites to cultivate with only a handful of interested sprites engaging in training.
In the absence of comparison, there is no pain.
The levels of strength are often trivialized within a sprite clan.
In that moment, Ling Pippy, suddenly aware of the disparity in power, was struck with a profound sense of shock and helplessness.
Even the smallest fish it had previously consumed emanated an aura that instilled such fear within it that it trembled uncontrollably.
They were void monsters.
A ley stood in astonishment, gazing at the scene before her.
Chapter 67.
The remarkable Lulu with a swift pinch, Lulu roused her sister.
Alice, the void creatures have invaded.
We must take action.
Perched upon the tree were the black and white flowers and their companions.
Fortunately, Lulu's quick reflexes had saved them just in time.
How fortunate, exclaimed Aly.
Without needing Alys's prompt, Alice quickly grasped the situation.
We must swiftly organize a counterattack.
The invasion of the void is a common occurrence faced by every realm, including their own, which resides within the dominion of the systems supreme deity.
Such events transpire periodically.
The void entities lurking in the depths of the abyss, perpetually seek the essence of divine realms.
Upon discovery, they infiltrate to hunt.
No matter how resilient the barriers of the divine kingdoms, there are always vulnerabilities.
Should a wandering void creature stumble upon a weak point, it may breach the divine barrier and invade the celestial realm, leading to a void incursion.
Statistically, this is an inevitability.
Every moment, the divine realm endures some degree of assault from the void.
It is entirely normal for breaches to occur occasionally, resulting in spatial rifts.
Regardless of where one resides, aiding the deities in repelling the void creatures and safeguarding the divine realm is a duty incumbent upon the denisens of the world.
As long as they persevere, awaiting the return of their deity to vanquish the void entities, their responsibilities will conclude.
Moreover, the esteemed hung had engaged the Dollclan primarily to guard against such incursions, and now their combat was imperative.
Alice's playful demeanor transformed into seriousness in an instant.
Form up.
Let us engage and assist Lu in holding the line.
A ley take a small team and accompany Ling Pipi back to the elf city.
Ensure that the sprites below level six are prepared to evade and secure their safety.
The remaining dolls shall stay with me.
Following Lulu to maintain the defense until our deity returns.
With the orders dispatched, Alice surged forth.
We must hasten.
If we delay any longer, Lulu will eliminate all the void creatures before us.
Lulu reveled in the thrill of the hunt, dispatching foes with gusto while feasting, her delight palpable.
As she consumed, her agility and speed intensified.
Countless void monsters fell before her.
The front line advanced steadily, bringing Lu closer to the breached boundary of the divine realm.
After acquiring divine currency, she felt herself expanding, capable of undertaking greater feats.
Lulu had no concept of her power.
The translucent entity had merely told her she was a top tier demigod, a half-step to divinity, a notion she did not comprehend.
She only knew that she was a famished luminescent willow, perpetually accompanied by hunger since her awakening, nearly fainting from it.
She needed to feast.
Before her lay an abundance of sustenance, the black and white flowers remained steady upon the tree.
Initially frightened, they found solace in Lu's strength as they gradually relaxed.
This willowed deity emanated the essence of the divine, exuding an aura of power that instilled confidence.
In their desperate flight for salvation, they encountered this enigmatic elven figure, though unfamiliar, had come to their rescue.
The esteemed spirit, transformed into the likeness of a willow tree, was in truth a sensient luminescent willow.
It sat steadily upon a branch, cradling the white-eared creature, awaiting the dissipating fear and acclimating to the sharpness of its surroundings.
As its sneezes subsided, a tranquil stillness enveloped it.
Perched within a small basket woven from the willows branches, which have been crafted for the two of them, lay two fish, each no larger than a miniature sprite.
These were casually discarded by the spirit during its battle with the void creatures.
Eat, it shall aid your wounds.
The willow spirit casually advised, furrowing its brow.
The black and white sprite recalled the tomes from the library.
The void creatures were toxic, their essence causing excruciating pain.
Its mind wrestled with conflicting information in light of the current circumstances.
Observing the wounded and increasingly weak white-eared creature, it resolved to heed the willow's guidance and sample the fish.
Without a remedy, the creature's condition would only worsen, potentially leading to its demise.
With a heavy heart, it took a bite, treating it as a preliminary health assessment for the white-eared sprite.
As the fish flesh entered its mouth, the black and white sprite was overwhelmed by tears.
It was exceedingly spicy and sour, a jarring experience for one unaccustomed to such stimulating fair, evoking feelings akin to poisoning.