It was not an illusion.

It was a genuine occurrence, and she herself had nearly been immobilized.

Urgency compelled her to rescue her realm.

Suzi Hon moved with remarkable speed, her figure vanishing as she melded into the dark sun.

The night expanding infinitely to envelop her entire divine realm.

She transformed into the dark sun, shrouding her realm and substituting for the damaged crystallin barrier, obstructing the storm unleashed by the void's conflict.

At this juncture, her divine realm was exceedingly fragile, unable to withstand further disturbances.

Fortunately, beyond her realm, Chi-Chi had halted all threats.

Her form far larger than Suzi Han's realm, providing a robust shield behind her.

Suzi Han could sense the presence of Yong Jun, who appeared to be explaining, "I almost lost track there, but I caught up.

You can't blame me for that live broadcast mishap.

It was quite brave of me to approach the God Emperor during his battle.

Alas, this outer god, the god emperor, had ravaged a player's divine realm, and both Luosu and Isan had dispatched their avatars to rescue other players, unable to return promptly.

What to do? What to do? Should I step in? Suzi Han could not discern the rest of Yanjuan's words.

Her focus was solely on the urgent rescue of her divine realm.

At that moment, it appeared as though all beings within her realm had succumbed to a suspension of time.

Yet it was not time that it halted, but rather the entities themselves.

Flowers, plants, and trees stood still from deities and demigods to the newly birthed miniature sprites, all frozen in place within her realm.

Suzi Han ignited the artifact gifted by Chi-Chi, the candle.

Fortunately, this life-saving item manifested its efficacy at a critical juncture.

The candle blazed, and the healing energy gradually spread forth.

The candle burned rapidly and in tandem the frozen state of the divine realm began to dissipate, reviving numerous beings.

In that moment, she discovered that her divine realm was infested with many abyssal evil gods.

When did this occur? It seemed they had emerged alongside that god emperor.

Thankfully, they were mostly ordinary evil gods with the highest cultivation barely reaching third tier deities.

These abyssal entities resembling halfh human half fish forms were grotesqually decayed as if they had been dead for some time now awakened and compelled to work.

Each one brimmed with resentment wreaking havoc upon Sue Xihan's divine realm.

They roamed about destroying everything.

Enveloped in layers of dark mist, these intruding beings infused with abyssal energy sought out the souls of sensient beings to sustain themselves.

As her divine realm was breached, Suzi Han had activated the dark sun, transferring all sensient beings within her realm to the sanctuary of the town.

In the town, a barrier exists, preventing the malevolent deities from entering.

They begin to gather at the edge of the barrier, relentlessly assaulting it in an attempt to breach the city.

The God Emperor struggles in vain against them, nearly facing obliteration in the process.

However, Suzi Han cannot tolerate the presence of these abyssal beings.

With the dark sun operation, countless tendrils are unleashed, ins snaring the abyssal deities and unceremoniously casting them into the dark sun.

The dark sun absorbs some of the abyssal essence, followed by a bout of wretching as it expels impurities.

Suzi Han feels a wave of revulsion.

Unlike the pure essence of the abyss, this is a nauseating amalgamation that brings an unsettling joy, akin to discovering grit while savoring a cookie.

The dark sun regurgitates the repugnant remnants.

Decayed mermaid skeletons and flesh rain down upon the divine realm, creating a disquing downpour.

In the dark divine kingdom at the heart of the second elven city, Orlanki stands in the central square.

It breaks free from its frozen state, regaining consciousness, and gazes around in bewilderment.

Surrounded by the familiar darkness, the embrace of the dark sun.

As it gently sways, it feels a pang of pain that is simultaneously soothing.

Moments ago, it seemed to have lost consciousness, but the duration remains a mystery.

Was it a second, a minute, or perhaps 10 minutes? This loss of awareness has obliterated even its sense of time.

Orlanki senses a wave of healing energy in the air, reminiscent of methods once employed by deities.

A shiver of fear courses through it, for it feels as though it had narrowly escaped death, silent and oblivious.

Without the chance to react before its consciousness faded.

Fortunately, a deity intervened to save it.

It surveys the entire elven city, noticing the formation's colors have dimmed, indicating a lapse in the provision of divine energy from its kin.

Many of its companions remain in a days, as if their souls have been separated from their bodies.

This state evokes a haunting memory, one it wishes to forget, where similar circumstances had arisen, everything frozen in time.

Orlanki dares not move or awaken its rigid companions, fearing that even the slightest touch might shatter them.

Just as it had witnessed in its memories, a series of thuds resonate from sky.

The frail barrier flickers with a faint light.

Aware of this, Orlanki hastily channels divine power to the formation, nourishing the barrier, suspended in midair.

It emanates a glimmer of azure light, illuminating the fallen debris.

The objects descending resemble shattered bones and decaying flesh cascading from above like a rain of blood.

Gazing upon the familiar skeletal remains of mermaids.

A visceral connection to its shared lineage resonates within.

After systematic alterations, the memories of its past become diluted.

Yet, they resurface before its eyes.

Regardless of Wankkey's attempts to resist, this scene inexurably draws it back into recollection.

I'm sorry, mother.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry everyone.

It is only I who still clings to life.

In that moment of drowning in memories, Orlanki feels as though its very essence is unraveling.

The erased past and the concealed melancholy erupt.

At this very moment, Orlon bows his head, gradually losing strength, resembling someone on the verge of collapsing.

He feels utterly exhausted, as if he lacks the energy to do anything, wishing to simply fall to the ground and dissolve into a puddle of flesh.

If Suzie Han were to check the emotional index at this moment, she would observe the Little Mermaid's emotions plummeting continuously, descending below the threshold of adequacy.

The emotional index descends ever further, perilously approaching a critical level below 20.

Divine presence, are you here with me? Chapter 247.

Do not dwell in sorrow.

Ling doawing discovered the melancholic little mermaid.

Are you hurt? The sprite inquired.

Approaching the mermaid and offering her body as a support for the fragile creature.

She leaned against him, finding solace in his presence.

Ling Dafing was of a height similar to Oranki, yet notably broader.

The mermaid s reliance on him did not impede Ling Daing<unk>s ability to stand.

Oranki's gaze shifted, observing the increasing number of awakened companions around them and the concern and assistance being bestowed by Dolphin.

Dawing, you must lead everyone in maintaining the barrier and restoring the divine kingdom as crystal walls.

Do not worry about me.

She gestured towards the barrier, indicating that he should focus on its preservation.

I am of little consequence.

I am merely a fish that should have perished alongside my kin, surviving only in a state of mere existence.

Many matters hold greater importance than my plight.

I apologize, dear sister, for the life you have granted this inherently flawed fish.

Ultimately, I am weak, unable to escape the memories of my past life.

What are you saying? The barrier is important, and you're important, too.

Chi, I have noticed that you tend to fixate on trivialities.

Until you recover, Dawing will not abandon you.

As Ling Dawing spoke, he cradled the mermaid chi, resting her against himself while gently ruffling her hair with his paw.

Your melancholy is reaching alarming proportions.

Allow me to see if there is anything a miss.

With that, Ling Dawing persistently rummaged through the mermaid s essence, and surprisingly, he managed to uncover something.

With a firm grasp, he extracted a jelly-like essence of abyssal energy, which had seemingly been concealed within the Little Mermaid's soul for an indeterminate duration.

Swallowing hard, Ling Dolphin glanced around, noticing many sprites, gazing intently at the jelly in his grasp.