All intact, the activation of its talent allows for rapid movements.
Whether soaring through the sky or gliding through the depths of the sea, exhibiting remarkable agility and sharpness, the LampCat remains unconcerned about not fighting alongside its kin, choosing instead to harness the power of the light of the heavenly sea to study the minions of these foreign deities.
This confidence stems from a knowledge that Sister Hung is on her way to rescue her.
With the prospect of her arrival, the Lamat feels assured.
Whether it dispatches numerous foes or merely a few, the situation is manageable.
However, the peculiarities surrounding these adversaries present a significant concern.
Cradling the light of the heavenly sea, she declares, "Sister Hung, I have discovered some troubling issues.
" Chapter 210 by Chin's work diary.
Third update.
The behavior of this group of alien deities followers is quite peculiar, seemingly tainted by the abyss.
Yet, I cannot locate the source of these abyssal creatures.
The lantern cat remarked, "Suzi Han cast a glance at the frenzied followers of the alien deities.
A contingent of extraordinary human warriors have been dispatched, fighting with reckless abandon as if unafraid of death.
Their combat style prioritized aggression above all, including their own lives.
This was evidently contrary to human nature.
Even the most devout would not exhibit such madness, as if they were deliberately seeking death.
Of course, they could also be fanatics.
However, fanatics typically cherish their deities.
Could it be that the alien deities would send their own zealots to serve as the first wave of cannon fodder? As the dark sun rose, I sensed a trace of abyssal energy emanating from those alien deities, albeit faint.
The lantern cat's observations were indeed accurate.
The alien deities employ a strategy of infecting their followers with some form of mental pollution to enhance their combat prowess.
This was the very tactic used by that suicidal god king during our previous battle.
It seems it will be quite troublesome.
Lantern cat expressed her concerns.
She looked towards Sister Hung, knowing that she possessed the ability to confront the abyss.
Yet, with the alien deities launching a widespread offensive, it remained uncertain whether Sister Hung could manage the situation.
With so many troublemaking alien deities, there was only one sister.
Moreover, everything comes at a cost.
She was unaware of what price Sister Hung would have to pay.
Sister Hung had never disclosed anything, consistently standing behind her, assuring her not to worry, that she would handle the abyss.
However, after dealing with a batch of abyssal creatures, Sister Hung would often vanish for several days.
She wisely refrained from inquiring further.
Suzah Han observed the lantern cat whose expression was quite distressing, her face contorted with worry.
She was concerned for herself.
So Fen spoke, "If you keep frowning like that every day, you'll turn into a little old lady.
Cheer up.
Let us first deal with these rascals and see what new tricks these alien deities have up their sleeves.
" As soon as Sue Xihon finished speaking, the dark son extended its numerous tentacles, ins snaring all the invading followers of the alien deities.
The frenzied human warriors were struck by the tentacles and dragged into the dark sun.
Sounds of chewing resonated, crackling continuously.
Minutes later, the entire watery realm of the deities was utterly cleansed.
The originally modest divine domain appeared even more spacious after the removal of numerous invaders, devoid of any lingering traces of the alien deity's presence.
Had it not been for the remnants of red still visible on the water surface, one might have believed that nothing had ever occurred.
The jellyfish cat, Lynn Anan, emerged from the water's surface, treading lightly upon it, extending dozens of 20 meter long legs, excitedly exclaiming, "Meow! Meow! They're all dead.
" A portal hovered in midair, spinning aimlessly.
No new followers were being transported, and it remained uncertain whether they had realized that the initial invading force had completely vanished.
In the air, the dark sun continued to chew, producing sounds of crunching, and occasionally spat out fragments of bones and armor, which scattered across the bloodstained sea surface.
Finally, the dark sun expelled the scale.
Suzi Han grasped the scales and released her grip, each fragment enveloped in delicate bubbles, floating gently in the palm of her hand.
The shards resembled half of a fish scale, incessantly exuding dark mist, nourished by the souls of the recently fallen warriors.
This scale bore a striking resemblance to those adorning the tail of a mermaid.
Suzi Han raised an eyebrow, recognizing it as a pollutant utilized by the outer gods.
By consuming these human warriors, she gleaned fragments of information.
The purpose behind their sacrificial charge was to unleash tremendous negative emotions at the moment of their soul's demise, thereby nurturing this half scale.
Intriguing, with the dark sun, perception activated, the encroaching darkness permeated the once luminous domain of the water god as she sought traces of abyssolescence.
The light cat, a deity of her team, could not afford to leave any potential threats in her divine realm.
A thorough inspection was imperative.
The light cat shivered, having felt an unsettling sensation of being watched just moments ago.
No remnants remained.
The dark sun had devoured everything with meticulous thoroughess.
Casting a glance at the still rising emotional value, barely surpassing a thousand, Suzi Han instructed, "Like cat, go check the other side of the portal.
You may accompany me or wait at home, whichever you prefer.
" With that, she soared towards the portal, seizing the opportunity to observe their wartorrn island without being detected.
The light cat felt a tingling sensation coursing through her, akin to an electric jolt, just as the perspiration on her back began to subside.
She glimpsed sister Hangs silhouette traversing the portal opened by the outer gods, forcibly crossing through the fabric of space, radiating divine light from the friction of her power.
Sister Hung, I shall join you.
The light cat quickly leaped to follow, transforming into a small watercat form and slipping through the gap.
After several days of waiting, Baiwe embarked on her inaugural mission as a cleanser.
She gathered at the designated location specified by the work system.
The portal activated, ushering her into a new world.
Before her lay an expansive void island, its boundaries obscured, vast as the divine realms themselves.
A fairy with 16 butterfly wings welcomed them at the entrance.
Her form was ethereal, her visage enchanting.
Greetings, cleansers from Chiming.
Welcome to flying island number 921 in the central region of Blue Star.
I am the divine butterfly spirit.
You may call me Eugene.
I shall guide you in our endeavors.
She beckoned the little sprites, leading them through one portal after another, venturing further into the wilderness.
As by Chia observed her surroundings, she noted a bustling array of various races laboring both above and below.
She could identify dragons and orcs.
Yet the other races remained a mystery to her.
In that moment, she recalled the wise words of teacher Jing Jing, who had often emphasized the importance of diligent study in the library.
Without it, one risks becoming blind to the world.
joined by a group of badgewearing sprites.
She followed the butterfly spirit through portal after portal, determined not to fall behind.
After all, she had come to work and was resolved to perform her duties diligently.
The initial portals were manageable.
But upon reaching the fourth or fifth portal, the butterfly spirit began to check badges, permitting entry for the group.
By Chiaoan discovered that with each passage through a portal, the environment underwent subtle transformations.
This realm presented a fa a o a of ease while concealing an underlying tension as they traversed another layer of portals.
The creatures they encountered diminished in number.
Yet their strength intensified, radiating an ominous pressure.
The vigilance of these beings heightened.
Even upon cighting their insignia, they subjected them to repeated scrutiny.
By Chiauan felt relatively at ease.
Yet the weakest member of the team, a newly ascended level three sprite, seemed to struggle, its movements becoming unsteady just as it was about to falter.
By Chiauan stepped forward to offer support, prompting a quiet expression of gratitude from Sprite.
Eventually, they arrived at a foreboating edifice where the sprite appeared utterly depleted, resembling withered grapes affected by frost.
Before the entrance stood two titanic sentinels armed with long spears standing guard.