The bullet comments are filled with despair.
Falling years.
What is happening? It can't be true.
It can't be true.
Ah, Emo.
No, please.
Die.
Die.
I'm stunned.
Only hope to meet you.
It must be an illusion.
Chin Xi from Nanling City.
Safe travels.
Oh.
Om shu.
Safe travels.
Saab.
Oh.
Oh.
Shu jeene.
Ever grand individual.
Safe travels.
O.
Oh.
Dark fragrance building.
What is Chi-Chi doing? The system is broadcasting Chi-Chi's indifference to death.
It's infuriating to watch.
Snow K crushed.
No, wait.
Look.
With tears in her eyes, light Cat enters the realm of the Sunfish.
Inside, she encounters Fallen Ears who is weeping and clinging to the Sunfishes leg, pleading while Lotashi rushes over, wiping her tear streaked face.
"Do not cry.
Look at this.
" The Sunfish instructs, pointing to the screen.
Chapter 190.
fire in a luminous screen.
Kokra laughed maniacally.
His mouth agape in a rockous display of mirth, his laughter resonated, accompanied by the grotesque visage of his true form, which also sported an open mouth, revealing a serpent-like tongue that hissed in delight.
A group of maidens inquired about the whereabouts of the sunfish.
The sunfish pointed towards a specific direction beneath the luminous screen, proclaiming, "Pay attention.
Here it is.
It continued.
The Hunga people are unscathed.
Have you forgotten that they possess a unique skill? At this juncture, the intellect of the three other girls began to ascend once more.
In unison, they uttered the two words clone technique.
Lantern Cat, her heart racing with trepidation, felt a sigh of relief wash over her.
She recalled the innumerable clones of the Hunga people, realizing that the one that had been frozen was merely a single clone of Sister Hung, and the act of freezing might have been intentional.
No wonder the divine emperor Kiki exhibited no signs of anxiety.
As the crowd gazed at the unfolding scene, the hail and icicles spread downward, shrouding the divine realm in a veil of darkness.
Yet, they did not descend upon the earthly domain.
The protective barrier surrounding the city dimmed, appearing muted through a shroud of shadows.
The previously overlooked imagery during their sorrowful moment was now illuminated.
How could the inhabitants of the city remain lively, chanting their battle cries despite the divine king's assault? Familiar with the abilities of the Hunga people, the members of the Star Sea team shouted in unison, "The dark sun is the dark sun that envelopes us.
" However, this dark son was no longer in its typical form.
As the divine king of the outer gods unleashed his formidable attack, Suzi Han shifted her true form into the dark son, leaving her clone as a decoy in place to bewilder the outer god.
The dark son was in essence her incarnation, and the execution of this maneuver was swift.
Regrettably, there was insufficient time to retrieve Lulu's form.
Time was of the essence, and Suzie Han could only strive to protect Lulu's true self.
In the midst of the outer god king's hubris, he remained oblivious to the fact that he was ins snared within a cage.
By the time he became aware, it was too late.
The deadly icicles spread forth, seemingly encountering an obstruction.
The radiance of the city remained intact, and the oppressive faith that should have dissipated continued to intensify.
Kokra realized that he had not succeeded in freezing the entire divine realm.
Everything had deviated from his anticipated course.
The smile on his face faltered, becoming rigid.
"Continue the freeze," he commanded, waving his hand in a manner akin to a deranged individual convulsing.
The serpent form behind him grew restless, its tail writhing incessantly.
As the serpent's tail thrashed, waves of attacks surged forth, wreaking havoc upon the divine realm.
Yet, as the waves were unleashed, they gradually dissipated.
The colossal destructive force that he envisioned did not manifest.
AOS, he frantically repeated, almost losing his sanity.
As he descended, he collided with an invisible barrier, and the world before him transformed entirely.
A multitude of cannons, countless and overwhelming, encircled him.
18,888 artillery imp placements surrounded him.
Their barrels all aimed squarely at him.
With each movement, an exhilarating sensation surged through him.
The machinery glimmered with a cold luminescence, possessing a unique aesthetic.
The mechanical presence, imbued with an icy elegance, exuded an all inspiring grandeur that sent shivers down his spine.
An entity of divine strength, seemingly the most formidable among the celestial beings of Blue Star, loomed ominously, a nefarious iron mass.
He began to flee in a frenzy, employing every conceivable method, igniting divine blood, exhausting his essence, utilizing arcane techniques, anything that might aid his escape.
Yet, despite traversing through realms, he found himself ins snared within the same space.
Opening a portal revealed only the familiar confines.
He resembled a mad jester spiraling in place.
It dawned upon him that since his arrival, he had been marked.
One after another, barriers of space had unknowingly closed and around him.
The divine being he had encountered was merely bait dancing about to lure him into the fray.
The surrounding confinement was a far more potent barrier than even the wicked willow branches.
While he could endure the poisonous essence of the void with a semblance of resilience, the barriers before him extinguished any hope of salvation.
This formidable power and aura rivaled the space wielding prowess of the goddess Amelia's spatial prison.
As the dark sun thinned to a suffocating density capable of enveloping the entire expanse, the figure of Kiki clutching a melon sprang up with a sudden flourish.
She stood at top a tower constructed from a pile of fruit platters.
With her left arm cradling three grapes and her right hand grasping a lopsided halfmelon loft, she proclaimed with exuberance, "Fire the cannons.
" An onslaught of countless projectiles surged forth, unleashing an infinite cascade of light and shadow upon the central celestial being.
Within a live broadcast, Kiki's spirited exclamations resonated on the small screen while the grand display showcased a celestial bombardment shattering the sky.
In bewilderment, a bystander exclaimed.
What is happening? Aa I'm shrieking like a gopher.
Money comes, pondered another.
When did such a formidable barrier appear? I hadn't noticed at all.
Kiki has been actively engaging, suggesting that the grand being might not be dead after all.