Chapter 481 (1/2)
The storm raged and the evil spirits howled. Amid the loud noise, the voice of a small mermaid would have seemed like a whisper. However, when Lil Pea sang, the soft melody penetrated the noisy snowstorm as if it possessed an infinite amount of magical power.
Lil Pea was just singing at a normal volume, like she always did at home. There were no lyrics as always. The melody was just there in her memory, but the messy tone was extraordinarily beautiful. It even caused the surrounding blizzard to fall apart in an instant.
*Swoop—*
A peculiar whistling sound came from the air, and Hao Ren could see the spirits that had been hovering around were beginning to disappear quickly. The blizzard stopped and the clouds in the sky slowly subsided. In addition, the numb sensation on his skin also disappeared. As Lil Pea’s voice continued to spread, Hao Ren saw a thin, dim layer of fog floating in the dark, snow-capped plains. The fog appeared less than a few seconds before it began to move violently as if being disturbed. The MDT screamed in surprise, “There’s turbulence in the surrounding energy field.”
Hao Ren did not dare interrupt the singing of Lil Pea, who was in his arms. So, he lowered his head and quietly asked, “What’s the matter?!”
“There’s a strange power in Lil Pea’s voice. It’s neutralizing the ‘field’ around us.” The MDT was flashing. It was recording the vengeful spirit’s reaction at that moment. “…This is the first time the surrounding ‘field’ has truly been weakened. All of our previous attacks were no match to the current neutralization process. The structure of the energy field is on the verge of disintegration. I feel like it should be captured before it completely dissipates…”
“Capture?! Capture the vengeful spirit?” Vivian was dumbfounded. “How?”
Lil Pea’s singing continued, and the surrounding fog evolved from the initial chaos to a series of violently distorted, absurd, and bizarre illusions: images of the Andrea Family’s ancestors, the Bolshevik flag, Nicholas II, carriages, cities, and towns flashed by quickly. These illusions were all events the vengeful spirit recorded during its years in the material world. Then, Nangong Wuyue suddenly screamed, “Mom…”
However, the illusion disappeared within a second.
The vengeful spirit was rapidly disintegrating. Although no one could see it, its body was a “field” that spanned a few hundred meters to several kilometers. The surrounding scene was enough to prove its presence. The MDT’s became more urgent as it said, “Coil… Or a metal cage… No, it should be something that can create a magnetic environment! Think about what you can use! We have to capture this sample, this thing is a very valuable research subject. A life form so interesting is by no means a result of natural evolution… Quick, look into your Dimensional Pocket. Did you just take 20 tons of munitions from the Aerymian elves?!”
At this moment, Hao Ren began to search through his Dimensional Pocket for anything that may come in handy. He knew that he only needed something that was capable of generating a strong magnetic field as the MDT would do the rest like commissioning, activating, and retrofitting. But the problem was, he could not even find a high-powered electromagnet. Who would have foreseen the need for this kind of stuff? An inspector was not a blue-and-white robotic cat; he could not foresee the future! And the MDT was right, Hao Ren had only taken 20 tons of munitions from the Aerymian elves.
Tons of stuff were tipped out of the Dimensional Pocket—cartons of graviton grenades, a dozen particle rifles, pounds of plasma grenades, Lil Pea’s fish tank of course, and Lily’s Spicy Strips. However, Hao Ren could not find anything useful. Just as their precious sample was about to disappear amid the Little Apple¹ melody Lil Pea was singing, the MDT suddenly shouted in joy, “That’s the one!”
Hao Ren looked at the small box, feeling flabbergasted. “Are you f*cking kidding me?”
“Who would want to f*cking kid you?” said the MDT as it turned into a ray of blue light and slipped into the box. “This box used to store golden apples! It was personally handed to you by the goddess! Even the label was handmade by Papagod! Can you imagine how magical this thing is? When you have such a sacred thing with God’s name plastered on it and blessed with God’s grace, you just need to seal it with duct tape. No demon of any kind will be able to escape!”
Hao Ren looked at the box that had been used to store golden apples. After a long while, Hao Ren asked, “Who is Papagod?”
“The big boss of the Xi Ling Celestials, the head of the gods. Hence, he’s called Papagod.”
Lily was wide-eyed. “Isn’t it supposed to be Father God?”
“Father God belongs to our neighbor,” the MDT’s was heard coming from the golden apple box. “There are three major celestials: the boss of the Xylon Starfield Celestials is known as the God King, the boss of Galactus is known as the Lord Patriarch, while the boss of Xi Ling Celestials is called Papagod. We can’t help it because all the good names have been taken up by the neighbrs. Well, all of you please shut up now, because I’m thinking of ways to capture part of the vengeful spirit into the box. Raise the box higher if you want to help.”
Hao Ren could not help but break out in cold sweat as he lifted the apple box up. At this moment, he felt that he had reached the most foolish pinnacle of his life: beneath the 300-year old castle, in a sacred battle with an ancient evil spirit, he was holding an apple box in the middle of the battlefield, ready to seal the spirit in. Meanwhile, the little mermaid was still hanging on to his chest happily, singing Little Apple. It was unbelievably hilarious. He felt that no amount of photoshop could have made the scene look more “normal”.
This had to be the most bizarre battle since the appearance of unusual creatures on Earth.