Chapter 1717: Chapter 60: Bloom
Deep in the Black Water Dream.
In the chaotic and profound shadows, filled with indescribable liquid substances, two figures came close together, communicating through silent signals.
"Do you think the Master wants to forcibly keep them?" Lu God said.
"Yes, even if all thirteen stages of the Source Point game are completed, the Master will secretly bypass the Source Point rules, and try to open an additional level for the remaining thirteen winners – [World Chessboard], forcing them to slaughter each other until only Su Ming’an remains," the other figure said. "This is set to completely sever Su Ming’an’s allies, leaving him to advance alone to the end... Our Master is truly ruthless."
"By then, how much infamy will Su Ming’an bear, how many will condemn him for moving forward..." Lu God said.
"If he doesn’t move forward, endless repetition and emptiness await him," the figure said.
"I just didn’t expect that in the end, he still ends up as a solitary island," Lu God said.
"He’s not a solitary island anymore," the figure said.
"Hm?"
"You talking to me about this today, isn’t it to help him? Besides, not everyone fails to understand him. Have you forgotten the United Group’s attitude? Full support for the Number One Player," the figure said.
"Ha ha... You can’t call it ’help,’ after all, if the two of us want to survive, Su Ming’an must win. Let’s cooperate."
"What to do?"
"According to the Source Point rules, after the thirteen stage game, the winner has passed the test and doesn’t need to go through another game. We just need to expose our Master’s ’add game’ behavior to the Source Point, and this additional self-slaughtering game won’t happen," Lu God said.
"This is an act of betrayal, if discovered, you and I will die."
"Either way, the end is death, why don’t we fight with all we’ve got?"
"Okay, I’ll contact that guy, he’s been waiting in the darkness for a long time."
"I’ll contact Lu Likalpos, he’s the second-highest combat power among the remaining participants, with him involved, we should be able to break the dead end."
...
Luowasha, outside the abyss.
"Wow... It’s so spectacular."
In the dark abyss center, Wang Xingkong tiptoed high, striving to look far.
This was Wang Xingkong’s first time seeing the grand scene of Luowasha united.
—A myriad of races, coming to aid the abyss!
Countless lights flew towards his direction, vermillion, golden, deep blue, glowing green... Like falling rainbow meteors, dragging gorgeous tails, descending with various shades of light!
"—Three thousand rune blacksmiths and seven hundred mountain secret masters from the Western Rotan Kingdom Dwarf Clan, bringing the power of the Earth Core Furnace, coming to assist!"
"—Twelve thousand Shaman Priests and Ancestor Spirit Communicators from the Northern Beastman Royal Court, carrying the Beast King’s Sword, coming to assist!"
"—From the Southern Islands Sea Descendants, Elemental Lords, Storm Giant Descendants... by the order of the Sea Emperor, coming to assist!"
The dwarven tide’s heavy boots stomped on the ruins, shouldering massive energy pipes, coming with rumbling steps.
A distant and desolate war song pierced through the clouds, the beastman shamans singing ancestral ballads, holding staffs, as they came.
The blue of the ocean, the silver white of the storm, the dark red of the lava... various elemental glories rose on the distant horizon, transforming into rainbow bridges spanning the continent, directly targeting the abyss.
This is the scene of countless races aiding the abyss in Luowasha, the likes of Su Rin, Dragon Emperor, and other high combat power reinforcements are responsible for sustaining the collapsing sky, engaging in life-and-death battles with the angels, demigods, and zealots under the Radiant Mother God.
In just a few minutes after the command was issued, the sky and earth with the purple-black abyss as the center and hundreds of kilometers radius transformed into a spectacle of civilization battlefield!
Not everyone comes out of passion and savior spirit, most are for fame and benefit, however, actions matter over intentions, players are indeed a bunch of terrifying madmen who can risk life and death for rewards!
On the vast land of Luowasha, countless teams and individual players executing tasks, after receiving Lin Yin’s full-domain broadcast, if they judged their ability and route viable, immediately turned to converge on the abyss.
A team led by the player "Anqi," famous for mobility and rapid support, the "Silver Wings" squad, rode insect-like giant mounts galloping across the plains, raising dust.
A team led by dwarf player "Beiji La," consisting mainly of dwarf musketeers and mountain warriors, originally clearing the demon nests, upon receiving the communication, immediately mounted the spare mechanical land birds in the team, roaring down the slope.
Even some non-human race neutral or friendly tribes were alarmed. A group of Rainbow Centaurs patrolling the nearby skies understood the players’ transmitted intent, and with their inherently kind nature, galloped towards the gathering players.
"—That Savior has helped us countless times before, now he’s in trouble, we cannot shrink back!"
Originally, Lin Yin thought, as a world line ruled by the Radiant Mother God’s faith, there wouldn’t be many races willing to join the resistance, unexpectedly with one order, countless red dots swarmed across the blueprint!
"Unexpected... so many races willing to respond..." Lin Yin muttered.
A hoarse voice from Hua De came through the communicator: "The reason behind this is very complex, some are here to practice ’the road,’ some are here for benefits, and many were originally followers of the Demon Mother Goddess, willing to fight for Her awakening. The most important thing is... we have many players occupying high positions among various races during these days, as long as a player orders, the follower races must charge."
Luowasha’s food chain is cruel and unforgiving, yet extremely efficient and unified under such circumstances. As long as a player climbs to the food chain top, one order can dispatch various races to assist in battle. With Lin Yin’s command issued, coupled with the large-scale world battlefield task initiation, players responded overwhelmingly, numerous races also flocked incessantly.
"Additionally, some are here due to the royals’ orders," came Ali’s voice from Sky Alliance, "Dragon Emperor Ian supports the sky, the legacy from Elf King Huan Jiala left behind, combined with Lu God’s secret fueling, Sique’s pre-death arrangements, the call from Lord of the Undead Xi Ting in the Undead Territory... once this moment arrives, the whole world will move."
"No matter what, the important thing is they’re here!" Lin Yin said. She never expected words like kindness and justice could make thousands fight and sacrifice, no matter the reason, come and fight! Able to endure over four epochs, races that persist under the war of gods, survive like resilient weeds.
Tasks were quickly distributed.
Ali was responsible for coordinating all natural energy suppliers, combating the erosion of demonic Qi.
Xi Hongzhi was responsible for coordinating all high-output energy suppliers like arcane elements, human mages, witches, wandering souls.
Qiuqiu, a Necromancer player, leveraging deep understanding of negative energy, coordinated Siren Singers and necromancers, specifically handling conflicts in energy infusion, using Song of Siren for global harmonization.
Klish and Barlow et al. were tasked with leading their teams, each team’s support occupations like minstrels, holy knights, priests, totem shamans were separately extracted, directly coordinated by Lin Yin, preparing to apply various enhancements, resistances, mana regeneration status magic for Wang Xingkong.
Under the distribution by the leaders, players demonstrated remarkable adaptability and discipline. They arrived from all directions using various ways to the abyss edge, the outside of the Safe Zone shielded by the "membrane." Outside was scorched earth and the gradually converging crowd flow, inside was boiling purple-black demonic Qi, with Wang Xingkong standing alone in the center repeatedly trying to summon flowers.
The props for the Transmitter have been set in place, controlled by Shire, linking all energy suppliers! Prepare! Lin Yin’s announcement echoed in the command channel.
In front of several energy arrays, a mechanical device resembling polyhedral crystal clusters was installed, Shire calmly operated the control panel.
"Wang Xingkong! Prepare to accept energy infusion! Focus your mind on your ’Infinite Bouquet,’ imagine it no longer as just a few flowers, but a realm, a garden supported by your will!" Lin Yin’s voice directly reached Wang Xingkong’s ears.
Wang Xingkong stood at the center of boiling darkness, watching the rapidly forming, orderly, and grand support scene outside, observing the faces of different races and occupations, efficiently united for a seemingly distant goal.
He felt his heart pounding violently, filled with excitement and awe at being entrusted with such a great task.
—At this moment, I stand on the world stage!
No longer a useless student dying suddenly... I... even if it’s not truly me... I’m standing here now!
He nodded heavily, closed his eyes, and concentrated all his willpower in his palms.
—Little Brother Chen, you’ll be okay inside, Brother Wang is supporting you from the outside!
"Begin infusion!" Lin Yin commanded.
"Buzz——!!"
In an instant, a torrent of immense energy, gathered from tens of thousands of elves, druids, human mages, witch monsters, wandering souls, and other spellcasters, was infused into Wang Xingkong’s body through magic arrays, crystals, the Song of Siren, rainbow centaurs, and then the guidance of "Shire Transmitter."
"Uh!" Wang Xingkong’s body trembled violently, feeling a massive surge of strength flowing into his limbs and bones. He was almost instantly overwhelmed, but a hundred supporting players stood a hundred meters away from him, waving magic wands, assisting him in channeling and digesting the energy. He dared not be distracted and immediately guided this force towards his skills.
"Infinite Bouquet... bloom!"
He suddenly waved his hands outward!
"Swish——!"
No longer just a few scattered flowers.
Centered on Wang Xingkong, a vibrant, life-filled floral domain exploded into view! Pure white lilacs, pale purple hyacinths, golden freesias, pink roses... an abundance of real flowers, all blooming!
They no longer were fleeting illusions; the flowers connected, vines interwoven, quickly forming a "garden" with a diameter exceeding ten meters. Within the garden, demonic energy was repelled, and the air turned fresh. The surging black water and demonic energy collided but couldn’t invade this sanctuary.
Wang Xingkong stood in the center of the garden, his face reddened, gasping for breath, feeling intense pain throughout, with skin and flesh swelling, yet his eyes shone brilliantly. He had succeeded! With the support of countless people, he had done it!
"Successful! Very stable!" Lin Yin’s voice resonated in the command channel and public channel.
Beyond the abyss, all participating players and alien races looked at the now-vibrant garden, at the boy waving energetically among the flowers, and collectively sighed in relief.
From the communicator, came Wang Xingkong’s somewhat trembling voice: "Sister Lin Yin! Su Rin, I held it up!"
"Great!" Lin Yin encouraged. She hadn’t expected Wang Xingkong’s quick thinking, immediately coming up with using "Energy Transfer" and "Support Player Standby" methods to make Wang Xingkong’s "Infinite Bouquet" skill truly a domain skill, allowing Wang Xingkong to stand firm inside the abyss, unafraid of demonic energy.
As long as these mages outside the abyss didn’t fall, Wang Xingkong’s skill could continue!
"Shush——!"
Suddenly, Lin Yin covered her ears, looking up.
In the sky, originally obscured by Ian’s dragon flames and Su Rin’s pale golden firmament dome, a massive molten gold-like pupil slowly turned toward the direction of the abyss! In the pupil’s depths, a seated infant seemed to "look" over, its gaze piercing through the clouds, locking onto this place.
"...By order of the Mother Goddess, eradicate evils, illuminate peace." Like responding to the deity’s gaze, the sky tore open more cracks, emitting shadows adorned in pure radiant armor, cascading down like a waterfall.
—They are the [Dawn Angels], the most elite followers and warriors of the Radiant Mother God, their individual combat power far surpassing ordinary believers. They aim to destroy the fissure connecting the "Source Point" and the "Demon Mother Goddess," severing the path of Su Ming’an and others!
"Roar——!!"
Almost simultaneously, another thunderous dragon roar erupted! Across the sky, ignited with golden sacred fire, was the giant dragon Ian, raising its dragon head high!
Several high-rank angels with wings like morning light surrounded him, Ian roared, his colossal dragon body exploding with intense flames. He didn’t hesitate to burn his precious original dragon blood once more, pushing the dragon flames to the extreme, transforming into a sea of flames across the firmament!
"Boom——!!!"
Flames and holy light collided fiercely, evaporating clouds, melting earth, the explosive sound echoing through heaven and earth.
Several Blazing Angel leaders with six wings and flame holy swords, along with a number of cardinals in priest robes, flew in circles, casting together, a sudden surge of pure white light building a massive Holy Light Array!
Simultaneously, another group of zealots on the ground swarmed toward the abyss, toward Wang Xingkong, like moths throwing themselves into the fire! Their eyes burned with fanaticism and will for destruction, aiming to purify all impurity.
"For the Mother Goddess! Purify the heretics!"
"Close the gate of blasphemy!"
"Eradicate evils, illuminate peace!"
"Don’t tear apart our happy world!"
The zealots charged, faces bearing the fervency of martyrdom. Wang Xingkong paled with fright.
"Follow my command—" Lin Yin stood atop, immediately directing, "Close combat occupations form the first defense line! All ranged focus fire on the leading zealot group!"
Lin Yin’s voice reverberated through the battlefield command system, and the other sub-group leaders quickly issued their respective orders based on the main command.
Almost at the moment the words fell, the player defense line around the abyss moved.
The front row shield warriors, holy knights, beastman heavy armor warriors stepped forward, their hefty shields crashing into scorched earth. Behind the shield wall, mages, archers, firearms soldiers, even witches’ bone spears and necromancy magic transformed into a multicolored death torrent, pouring down on the rushing zealots!
"For the Mother Goddess!!" The zealots ignored casualties, advancing courageously, their bodies exceptionally resilient under the sanctity of holy light, even torn by flames, frozen by ice, pierced by arrows, as long as a breath remained, they would crawl forward.
"They’ve been thoroughly brainwashed! Don’t hold back!" A human holy knight player roared, his warhammer, imbued with holy light, crushing a zealot’s skull. The battle in the sky was even fiercer, countless white feathers falling chaotically, like a snowstorm of faith’s extinction.
Lü Shu’s figure turned into a stream of light, shooting upward. The black scythe in his hand shrieked sharply.
"Dragon Emperor, leave the left side to me." Lü Shu said coldly.
He originally intended to follow Su Ming’an into the Source Point, however, Su Ming’an clearly stated that the top-ranked players shouldn’t enter, so Lü Shu stayed outside. Unexpectedly, Lu sneaked in. If he’d known, he should have...
No, he couldn’t, the outside battlefield also needed high combat power, he must hold the line here.
"Alright! Be careful!" Ian responded.
