Chapter 134: Reactions from All Sides

"So strong, so incredibly strong!"

As a mixed-blood, Brian's shock at this moment was already beyond what words could express.

Whether it was the heavenly anomaly upon his appearance or the vast might Fulade displayed, both had exceeded the limits of Brian's imagination.

No—the limits of everyone present! "A god~ it's a miracle!!"

"A deity has appeared in the world."

"May the God of Blood and Fire bless us."

Cries of surviving a catastrophe, filled with fervent zeal, began to ring out one after another across the small town.

Townsfolk emerged from their houses one by one and began spontaneous, fanatical worship and prayer.

It was like a live broadcast of a grand sacrificial ceremony, unfolding simultaneously with the small town at its center, radiating outward across dozens of surrounding villages.

This was the instant Fuladle struck with overwhelming force, triggering a heavenly transformation.

The Far North, a vast expanse of frozen plains.

As biting cold winds swept across.

A hundred-zhang glacier, frozen for a thousand years, suddenly shattered.

Amidst a sky full of snow and ice.

A powerful life-form, patterned in black and white, with a sharp beak, closely resembling a penguin, flickered in and out of view within it.

Yet what was astonishing was this.

A strange object resembling a tarot card was being continuously tossed up and down in its hands.

This powerful life-form gazed toward the source of the earlier anomaly from afar, a flash of excitement and solemnity gleaming in its eyes.

"Laws? A demigod!"

"No, he hasn't taken that step! I'm certain—he's merely an ordinary Level Three Life Tier, and has absolutely not yet reached the peak of Level Three, the realm of demigod."

What exactly happened, and why did he appear there?

As the snow and ice dispersed.

A trace of confusion had just surfaced in its eyes when its body suddenly jolted and its eyes went wide.

"Fluctuations of an unknown spacetime!!"

In the unseen void, it was as if an invisible hand was pushing from behind, urging it to leave this place and hurry to a certain location.

As the overlord of the Far North and chieftain of the Beak Giant Owl Tribe, it of course understood that this was no mere illusion.

It was a warning from the Mother of the Plane, foretelling that a disaster was about to occur.

The Beak Giant Owl chieftain's eyes flickered for a moment.

It suddenly drew a tarot card; the card flipped over, and its face unmistakably bore the image of a large white bird, wings spread as if about to take flight.

The card flew forth, and as a surge of light rippled.

A white figure suddenly materialized in the empty space before it.

Looking at its form, it was actually the large white bird from the tarot card! "Asvegas, per our wager, I act on your behalf three times, and you set me free! This shall be the second."

A clear, melodious voice rang out.

The very first moment the large white bird appeared, it reminded this fat penguin of the Beak Giant Owl Tribe.

The penguin named Asvegas continued casually tossing the tarot cards in its hand, gazing intently at the large white bird.

One could faintly see that within each tarot card, there seemed to be a different figure.

"Naturally!"

As Asvegas nodded in response.

At Asvegas's signal, the large white bird carried this powerful penguin possessed of mysterious abilities, flying toward the place where the spacetime fluctuations emanated.

Northern Witches headquarters.

A powerful aura rapidly spread.

Just as the Witches at the headquarters were puzzled, that aura quickly vanished again.

Before they could even notice, a beautiful, tall woman wearing a black Magic Robe had already set off toward the site of the anomaly in the east.

Panduo Mountain.

The Queen of Witches, Ma'erjin, likewise noticed the powerful fluctuations from Fulade's strike.

"This guy—who provoked him again?"

The moment these words left her mouth, her expression changed instantly.

Before anyone under Ma'erjin's command could react, her figure turned.

In an instant she transformed into an enormous dragon, radiating awe-inspiring dragon might, beating her wings as she roared off toward the north.

Southeastern sea region.

West Sea.

Likewise, four massive auras soared into the sky, gazing toward the continent from afar.

After a moment's hesitation.

Four figures, as if by mutual accord, set off toward the depths of the continent!

………

Moor Forest.

A powerful aura representing a Level Three life-form instantly blanketed the vast Moor Forest.

In a single instant, the entire forest fell silent—from insects as small as mosquitoes to wild boars and jackals.

Every one of them trembled in terror, losing control of their bowels and bladders.

Even extraordinary creatures below Level One fared no better.

And the most severe case, closest to Fulade, within a radius of several li, countless creatures suddenly bled from all seven orifices and died instantly.

This still occurred even though Malinfisen, upon noticing the anomaly, took measures at once.

One truly cannot imagine how many ordinary beings in the entire Moor Forest would survive if Malinfisen had not intervened in time.

That is also one reason why Fulade moved to Sky Island, away from crowds.

The powerful Life Magnetic Field forces Fulade to be unusually cautious and restrained when contacting ordinary people.

Otherwise, similar scenes would occur frequently.

This is also why, in all mythic tales, powerful beings keep away from people—the reason the lofty deities look down upon all living things.

It's not that they don't want to, but that they cannot!

The stronger the level of life, the more profound its impact on ordinary people.

Even after surpassing the Ascendant God rank and reaching the fourth level, an unconscious gaze could still cause a mortal's collapse and death.

Being unable to look directly at a deity here is not mere talk; it truly exists.

That powerful aura did not last long.

Just as Fulade's consciousness returned, Malinfisen anxiously asked, "What just happened, Brother Fulade!?"

After a moment of contemplation, surveying the surroundings and the senior strongmen gathered from Moor Forest, Fulade voiced his judgment.

"Plane Invasion!" the crowd gasped.

The last time the Dark World was invaded was eight thousand years ago.

That invasion turned the Dark World from a large‑medium plane civilization into a Micro Plane! Not only were hundreds of its subordinate planes lost, but even the Dark World's mother plane was shattered into pieces.

Today the Dark World's area is less than one percent of its peak size,

and the fact that it did not completely collapse and vanish is already the best outcome.

Thus, hearing of another Plane Invasion again does not cause outright fear, but it does cast a shadow over the heart.

If it were the Dark World in its heyday, it would crave such events every day.

But the problem is… the current Dark World has only two or three kittens left; without knowing the opponent's strength, how can one not worry?

"Prepare for battle, I'll go take a look; if the situation cannot be defied, then we have no choice but a single fight!"

After Fulade finished speaking, he nodded to Malinfisen beside him and headed toward the northern continent's Temporal Rift.

"Brother Fulade, I'll go with you," Malinfisen said urgently.

Fulade's figure steadied; turning back he said, "Your most important task now is to command the Moor Forest and prepare for war."

Having spoken, without waiting for Malinfisen to refuse, his silhouette curved and launched upward.

After locking onto the direction, he surged forward at a speed that broke the sound barrier, flying toward the Northern Anomaly.

He left only a blast‑like sonic boom, reminding those below that someone had just departed from here!

"So fast!"

Watching Fulade vanish on the spot and hearing the sonic wave just now coming from the sky,

the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

(End of Chapter)