370 First Sign of Divinity (1/2)
Purplish-white lightning flashed in the sky like fast-forming cracks, and the world was illuminated from time to time.
Darkness swallowed the world once more with the transformation of lightning as it transitioned from purplish-white to pure blackness, and its appearance brought forth an unprecedented level of dread and danger.
”What kind of phenomenon is this? Is this still the phenomenon of a transcendental breakthrough?! Who can possibly attract such a terrible phenomenon?”
”Do you even need to ask? Look where its center is! The eye is pointing right at the black dome where the Banshee Lumi disappeared! It has to be the Banshee causing this!”
The warriors began to discuss nervously.
The situation was something they had never seen before. Forget about them; even Leon and the demons had never seen anything like this before.
Old Baba heard their discussion and forcefully interjected, ”That is impossible. I have been to the Dark Lands that lie on the other side of Darkness Mountain and witnessed evil spirits breaking through to the Corporeal state before. I can tell you now that it does not look anything like this.”
”Boy, you had really given me a scare when you flew deep behind the enemy lines. I thought you were going to recklessly throw your life away, but I am glad that you made it back safely.” Old Tailor said to Leon.
”That's right, Little Brother Leonhardt. If something happened to you, it would have been too much of a loss for the whole of humanity.” Master Woodrow added.
”My apologies.”
Leon was apologetic, but given the same choices, he would have done what he did again. He had brought Lumi to this dangerous place.
If something happened to her and he did nothing about it, he would regret it. He did not need something like that weighing on his conscience.
Knowing his words had no weight on Leon's decisions, Old Tailor could only shake his head and shift the topic as he focuses his gaze on the black dome in the distance.
”Still, I thought your friend was just a Half Corporeal state Banshee? This phenomenon is not something a Half Corporeal state Banshee can create. What is she really?” Old Tailor asked.
”You are asking me, but who do I ask? I also want to know what is going on.”
Leon shrugged.
He appeared nonchalant, but he could not hide the concerns in his heart. He could no longer sense Lumi's condition now that the Blood Imprint was erased.
”Do you know what is happening, Maya? Exactly what kind of cultivation did you give her? How can it be so powerful?”
”Hmph!”
Maya grunted when she heard his questions and felt the connection being established to share senses between them.
”Maya!”
Leon urged.
The strong pleading and urgency in his tone made Maya aware of the severity of the situation.
She unwittingly took a glanced through Leon's vision lazily before she suddenly became attentive and studied the phenomenon with a serious expression.
At that moment, both Humans and demons suddenly trembled as dark rays descended upon the black dome quickly, yet quietly like cascading moonlight on snow.
There was no deafening impact. Just an eerie silence that fills one with an inexplicable sense of unease.
Ba-dump!
The hearts of men thumped with a quickened beat, and the bones of demons rattled subconsciously from a wave of pressuring aura that compels them to prostrate to the black dome—or rather, the one inside the black dome.
They resisted the compelling force as they watched the black dome slowly shed its shell, and a fairy-like figure in black dress stepped out from its dissipating black light.