Chapter 1238 - The Glowing Husky (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When the dark side of the Sea of Carnos was reflected in the material world, the order of the whole world would turn upside down. The rules the goddess of creation set would crumble under the assault of the chaotic forces. The shadows would spread out from the abyss, fire and smoke would shroud the earth, the world floating in the void would shake, and the smaller lands would even tip over.

In the oldest books of the Zelorand Empire, the wizards of the ancient times had recorded the prophecies about the tide. These prophecies had an astonishing level of detail of the tide of Chaos reaching its peak and the collapse of the power of Order. So, some scholars in the sanctum believed that the Zelorand Prophecy recorded not only the signs about the future but also the events that have happened in the past.

The high-ranking monk, Calaxus, believed that the sight before him was the tide that the prophecy depicted.

The endless void outside the battlefield of Order and Chaos began to spew smoke as well as clouds. The chaotic forces were swallowing up the cliffs of the mainland as if it was sinking into a boiling pot. Calaxus saw the floating islands in the distance were pushed and torn apart under the dominant force of the tide. Ear-piercing noise came into his ears as smaller islands smashed into each other and broke into pieces. The large islands, covered in smoke and clouds of dust, were also shaking so violently that they would eventually end up the same fate. It was the scene of the end of the world.

Above the Sacred Hammer, dark clouds filled with disturbing black masses had completely blocked out the otherwise clear sky. It was a terrifying expression of the power of Chaos. With darkness surrounding the sacred warship, visibility was poor even with the light of the furnace and stature of the goddess. The whole world seemed like a dimming lamp, the feelings of an invisible monster crushing in from all directions sent a chill up the spine of everyone onboard.

Screams of panic filled the entire aircraft.

“Keep calm! Don’t panic! Negative emotions will only make you susceptible to the Chaos!” Calaxus stood on the bow and shouted. His voice, magnified by magic, was heard throughout the aircraft. “This is the Sacred Hammer! You are onboard the most powerful magic-powered warship in the world! The goddess of creation is with us. Return to your position, pick up your weapons, and defend the ship! We are going to arrive safely at Lunier!”

The structure of the magic-powered warship was squeaking, and a rumble echoed under the deck. It was the sound the magic-panels made when the increasing magic energy in the air started to overwhelm of the ship. The crew of the Sacred Hammer immediately retracted the magic-panels on both sides of the hull to prevent the magic energy from overloading the vessel. But the trouble had just begun.

The hull began to tilt and shake.

Calaxus struggled to keep his balance. He saw the many shadows appearing in the surrounding air. Some looked like ugly monsters with wings, and some were merely unnamed masses and lines. Those were the claws of the Chaos turning into physical form in the material world. They were not happy to see a warship with the energy of the Order flying in their territory.

*Boom! Boom! Boom!*

A series of loud sound of gunfire came from the lower deck. The crystal cannons on both sides of the warship fired and dispelled the monster of Chaos in the air before they could turn into physical form. The spacecraft finally stabilized.

Yet, more monsters were still emerging.

“Accelerate! Throw away all the weights, blow up the magic panels, use the magic crystal to drive the power furnace. The goddess is with us!”

A gust of wind screamed through the deck. Ice crystals quickly form a layer of ice on the bows. Calaxus shouted in the storm and frost as powerful magic was emanating from his body. A thin protective layer formed in front of the warship, reducing the load of the magic energy on the battleship.

When the warship’s magic panels fell into the endless abyss, the high-ranking monk looked down at the thick, dark clouds below.

He was trying to find the blue balloons—the basic flying tools—that he had seen before.

But he did not place much hope in it. Even the mighty Sacred Hammer could become shaky in the face of the tide of Chaos, how could the rudimentary transport of the beasts stand in the storm? Perhaps the moment when the tornado formed, it already tore the hot air balloons apart.

Calaxus could not help but sigh. He did not lament for his fate but the abhumans that had entered the advanced stage. This cruel world ruined everything indiscriminately.

While he was in deep thought, a ray of light suddenly broke through the darkness.

When the storm started, Lily had no clue what was going on.

She had no idea about the war between the Choas and the Order, about the dark side of the Sea of Carnos, and the prophecy and power of the tide of Chaos. The demonic apes and imps living on the floating islands were ignorant and had fragmented knowledge that their ancestors passed down to them. The knowledge was not enough for them to understand what the world was all about. But one thing was for sure: what happened before them was a disaster.

Lily’s hair had puffed up. Jumped up and down in the upper basket, she almost cried out for Hao Ren, but quickly remembered that the landlord was not here. She forced herself to calm down. Using the experience that she got from her four-time graduation from Peking University to think of a way to survive.