Chapter 1692: Opera Actor Divine Generals

Opera Actor Divine Generals

Above the completely fragmented Ice Plains, a massive black shadow lingering with blood mist was rampaging and smashing through icebergs one after another. The entire world was stirred up until it was tottering.

The Long Spear in Ning Ruyu's hand deeply pierced into the Calamity of Taboo's body. Along with the activation of Sleeve-Hand Pushing Heaven, a piece of hideous flesh and blood a hundred meters long was forcefully torn off.

But at the same time, pitch-black Curse Runes extended upwards along the spear tip.

Ning Ruyu's gaze focused, and unseen, a power from the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path surged from the depths of his soul, forcefully contending against this Calamity of Taboo's power of Curse. A moment later, these Curse Runes indeed rapidly receded again.

However, his entire body became visibly somewhat transparent to the naked eye.

"Time is running out..." Ning Ruyu muttered to himself.

The four of them, senior and junior brothers, were originally transformed from the heritage of Opera Scripts within the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path. The time they could be active outside after leaving the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path was extremely limited. Every battle to them was a consumption of their own heritage.

Therefore, generally speaking, the four of them would not participate in any battle, but in besieging the Calamity of Taboo, they had to take action.

It wouldn't be long before they would completely disappear.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother."

Ning Ruyu took a deep breath, his gaze looking towards the other three junior brothers, a flash of determination in his eyes, "For the last time... let's use it one more time."

Luan Mei, Wenren You, and Mo Jue simultaneously exchanged a glance and nodded without hesitation.

The figures of the four of them vanished without a trace instantly.

The debris of shattered icebergs rolled frantically in the cold wind. A seven-colored Awakened Lion was hanging firmly on the back of the massive black fish, frantically tearing and biting at its flesh and blood...

But the Calamity of Taboo's body size was truly too huge. No matter how much Sun Bumian outputted damage, the injuries were not considered fatal to the Calamity of Taboo. Even he himself couldn't think of what means should be used to kill this massive beast.

After Zhao Yi sacrificed himself and turned into a super tumor inside the Calamity of Taboo's stomach wall, the Calamity of Taboo's vitality continuously began to weaken. This gave Sun Bumian a bit of hope again. Auspicious Qi frantically poured into the Calamity of Taboo's body, causing the Calamity of Taboo to lose its reason from the pain.

The Lantern on top of the Calamity of Taboo's head flickered brightly and dimly, and its figure also appeared out of thin air and disappeared within this world without any pattern. Only Sun Bumian bit down firmly on its body, traversing in a disorderly manner together with it...

Bai Ye watched this scene, sharp gleams flickering in his eyes.

He could feel that four sharp auras of the Path of the Actor were brewing something in the nothingness.

But the Calamity of Taboo's movement was truly unpredictable. Even the four K-cards couldn't keep up... If only there was a way to stop the Calamity of Taboo from continuing to pollute and fission space.

Bai Ye rapidly replayed every detail of fighting the Calamity of Taboo up to now in his mind, and ultimately his gaze fell on that Lantern on top of the Calamity of Taboo's head.

Light...

Bai Ye seemed to realize something, suddenly raised his hand, and grabbed into the nothingness.

He remembered very clearly that before the Calamity of Taboo opened that Domain polluting space, the Lantern that was originally like a blazing sun turned into a bizarre grayish-dark color tone. Its light and the pollution of space must definitely have some sort of connection... Perhaps this pollution was spread through light?

If that was the case...

The aura of the Path of the Thief drifted from Bai Ye's body. Under the frantic consumption of Spiritual Power, that bizarre brilliance that almost covered the world actually visibly began to compress towards the center to the naked eye!

Steal Light!

Steal Light was a Third Tier skill of the Path of the Thief, but when this ability was at low tiers, it usually could only steal a small portion of light projected into the enemy's retinas... But with Bai Ye's current strength as a Rank 8 Pathway Chief of the Path of the Thief, the role this skill played was far more than just this little bit.

Scarlet fresh blood flowed from Bai Ye's nose. Under the overloaded consumption of Spiritual Power, the brilliance released by that Lantern was compressed bit by bit, as if an invisible giant hand covered its surroundings, forcefully compressing the transmission range of light into a spherical shape with a radius of several kilometers.

The Calamity of Taboo, which could originally appear and disappear unpredictably and cross dozens of kilometers in one breath to appear out of thin air, now had its range of activity greatly reduced, and its previously totally unpredictable trajectory was even more restricted.

Buzz——!!

In Sun Bumian's enormous Awakened Lion pupils, clusters of brilliance suddenly lit up.

In a trance, countless figures of the human world manifested on the Awakened Lion's body. Some of them were taking a walk on his back holding candied haws, some were wantonly swinging on his whiskers, and some were standing on his head smiling and pointing outwards... The extremely rich aura of the mortal world pushed all bad luck to the opposite side of destiny. At this moment, it was the symbol of Good Fortune and Auspiciousness!

As the Awakened Lion transformed from Sun Bumian fiercely opened its giant mouth, a resplendent pillar of light converged from endless fireworks directly pierced through a section of the Calamity of Taboo's body beneath him!

The Calamity of Taboo's body swimming in nothingness was forcefully blown through with a large hole. It resisted violently, letting out hisses that resounded through the clouds. A flick of its extremely resilient and powerful fishtail actually forcefully smashed Sun Bumian on its back down.

The Awakened Lion burning with seven-colored flames smashed heavily into the black sea, setting off giant waves like a tsunami, surging in all directions.

Just at this moment, four heaven-supporting giant phantoms suddenly flashed out from four directions!!

One phantom draped in a green satin python robe, dark cloud patterns embroidered with gold threads fluttering lightly with its steps, silver edges rolling on the cuffs. Its tall and straight body was like a mountain towering over the Ice Plains. Temples neat, wearing a jade crown on its head, only its face was blurry and unclear...

The second phantom also had no face, a rosy cape wrapping around its slender and soft figure. Brocade with intertwined peonies fluttered in the wind, finely crushed pearls and jades adorned the cloud shoulder, jingling when she raised her hand.

Due west, a black python robe embroidered with a glaring golden dragon, the kingly domineering aura seeming to crush even the cold wind to pieces. A jade belt around the waist bound a vigorous figure, a head crown adorned with vermilion pom-poms and feathers, awe-inspiring.

Compared to the first three, the last figure appeared more ordinary and solemn. A plain-colored long robe hung down to the ankles, the fabric carrying the warm luster precipitated by years. A wide belt lightly bound the waist, its figure steady and indifferent.

These four heaven-supporting giant phantoms seemed like the epitome of countless Thespians walking out from the long river of civilization. They had no faces, yet seemed to hide countless faces. They were no longer "Ning Ruyu", "Luan Mei", "Wenren You", or "Mo Jue" who possessed names, but had become the heritage itself.

The instant these four Thespian giant phantoms appeared, far away in the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path thousands of kilometers away.

Four empty Opera Script bookshelves for "Male Lead", "Female Lead", "Painted Face Role", and "Secondary Male Role", suddenly ignited raging fires out of nowhere, as if all the Thespian heritage from ancient to modern times were completely burning at this moment!

Above the Ice Plains, the four giant phantoms exuding the Theater Dao's Oppressive Aura simultaneously swung the weapons in their hands, like four great Opera Actor Divine Generals crusading against evil ghosts in the mortal world, thrusting towards the Calamity of Taboo's body!