Chapter 542: Sunlight

At the instant the blazing white spear was about to approach, Jiekesi and the Deep Red Queen's figures appeared in succession at the lower‑left corner of the tornado.

The blazing white spear detonated at that moment, expanding into a miniature sun of such scorching white that it could illuminate the city, enveloping both Jiekesi and the Deep Red Queen.

Looking at the distorted miniature "sun" twisted by the tornado ahead, the Prophet's Avatar tilted his chin slightly and sighed, "Although it can barely reach Tier Four level, it's still quite effective against vampires and aberrants."

Kelei En narrowed his eyes, feeling the scorching wind beating his face, and nodded expressionlessly, saying:

"Indeed, but given the hatred between you and the Sea King, might he simply abandon the Saint of the Rose Sect and rush to strike you with lightning?"

Leinite Tinikuo's three‑headed watch, looking slightly uneasy, stared ahead and spoke in turn:

"He" "has already…" "…arrived."

Kelei En opened his mouth to ask something, but suddenly found his movements becoming sluggish.

His spiritual intuition screamed frantic warnings, as if danger lurked everywhere, urging attention to mortal peril.

In his stunned gaze, a massive arm, its surface black and sticky with a foul, alien fluid, stretched out from the void.

With the arm's appearance, the surrounding spirituality mutated, forming layer upon layer of barriers that seemed to bind them in place and restrict their movement.

"You're coming fast!" the Prophet's Avatar murmured, and as he did, his right hand slipped into his pocket, feeling for the metal cube that only loved to be heated.

"How…?" Kelei En's delayed mouth emitted a sound.

"Si'e A," the head of Leinite Tinikuo that had been silent earlier spoke first.

Hearing the messenger's reply, Kelei En's expression froze. If he prayed to the goddess now, would she intervene because he once served as a night‑watcher and end the chaos here? Or, since this is at sea, would the Lord of Storms, displeased with the Divine Scion of the Rose Sect, strike him down, perhaps even annihilate him?

The Prophet's Avatar glanced at the massive arm protruding from the void, and an adventurous idea sprouted in his mind.

He tossed the huge scissors he held in his left hand to the nearby secret companion Gilxi Aisi, then pulled several pale‑yellow paper figures from the inner pocket of his outer garment and handed them to the other side Leinite Tinikuo, saying:

"Could you hold these for me? I'll try to see if I can play a larger one."

As soon as the words fell, his figure vanished in a flash of pale‑blue light, reappearing hundreds of meters away.

"He wants…" Kelei En's muttered voice suddenly softened; he thought of the metal cube forged with the Light‑Pursuer trait.

With that cube's strength, it could indeed kill aberrants and vampires on close contact, even if they were demigods, but the problem was its attack made no distinction between friend and foe—it could only be used for mutual annihilation.

At this thought, his gaze curiously turned to the pale‑yellow paper figures being bitten by the messenger's three‑headed watch.

Sensing Kelei En's puzzlement, the remaining head of the messenger spoke on its own: "Substitute doll."

A doll? It looks a bit crude, but is the "Reader" path really that powerful? Besides extraordinary abilities, even wondrous items can be replicated, Kelei En thought, when a sharp, angry screech rang in his ears.

His head went hazy, his organs seemed to develop their own will and consciousness, trying to break free, tearing him apart.

Simultaneously, the constantly "flashing" Prophet's Avatar arrived beside Jiekesi; the screech in his ears halted his motion, and before he could react, a black, gaunt hand pierced his chest.

His body instantly withered, turning into a pale‑yellow paper figure stained with dark soot, fragmenting piece by piece, turning to paper scraps that drifted away in the wind.

To Jiekesi's right, the Prophet's Avatar reappeared, his eyes lowered, a faintly dazed smile pulling at his lips as he mocked Jiekesi.

In his hand he held a golden‑yellow metal cube, instinctively rotating it.

A strong sense of danger surged in his mind; Jiekesi opened his mouth without hesitation, emitting a silent screech that unleashed the ultimate curse he had brewed during his long silence.

The Prophet's Avatar stood unflinching; black blood gushed from his ears, nose, mouth, and eyes, his body constantly cracking, veins beneath his skin becoming starkly visible, writhing like worms. The metal cube he spun grew ever more dazzling and scorching, like a bright‑gold and blazing white fireball radiating a massive sun‑like aura.

All the filth and curses clinging to him evaporated rapidly, taking with them his body's moisture and portions of flesh.

The dense, almost tangible sun aura forced Jiekesi to abandon his plan to stop the Prophet's Avatar; he turned toward the arm of Si'e A that protruded from the spirit realm, his body quickly fading to translucence, using the mirror world to pass through.

In the next instant, a fierce sunburst erupted, a flawless, scorching light swallowing everything in an instant, like a purifying brilliance that left no trace of evil or darkness. The layered heavy clouds, howling gale, and relentless silver‑white lightning were all driven away by this fierce sunlight, and the entire Baiyam and surrounding seas were thrust into high noon.

This state lasted less than a second before a barrage of silver‑white filaments rising from the void blocked it, layer upon layer of silver‑white barriers emerging from all directions, isolating the blazing sunlight's zone.

Under the fierce sunlight, the surrounding space fell into chaos; Jiekesi, weaving among leaves, soil, and stones, could never get close to Si'e A's arm, while his body and soul were continuously scorched and purified.

Under the scorching light, the Divine Scion Si'e A's arm, which had emerged from the spirit realm, quickly withered; the black, viscous, alien fluid flowing on it evaporated rapidly, turning part of its flesh into black smoke that spread, revealing deep white bones beneath.

Leinite Tinikuo, who had been with Kelei En, directly possessed his secret companion Gilxi Aisi, relying on this "Apostle of Desire"'s flesh to resist the invasive fierce sunlight.

The dim lantern in Gilxi Aisi's hand flickered weakly; the fierce sunlight squeezed it, leaving only a hushed yellow glow surrounding both him and Kelei En.

In the dim light, the fierce sunlight was reduced to its weakest, no longer capable of intensely scorching flesh or purifying souls.

Kelei En coughed constantly from the black smoke rising from Gilxi Aisi; this secret companion was now useless—if not for Miss Messenger's possession, it would have already collapsed into a dissolving mass of flesh.

In the central zone where the fierce sunlight erupted, the Prophet's Avatar stood calmly; the blazing sun pierced his body, appearing somewhat ethereal.

This state lasted less than two seconds before a paper‑crafted pale‑yellow figurine suddenly materialized, its strange patterns reflecting dim colors in the sunlight, quickly igniting a pale gold flame that turned to ash.

The Prophet's Avatar's eyes brightened slightly; the pre‑prepared paper‑crafted substitute doll bought him a moment of buffer, allowing him to simulate a mysterious reappearance, shifting himself into a non‑existent state to evade the surrounding fierce sunlight.

Soon the second, then the third doll appeared, each igniting on its own.

As the last paper figure burned out, the surrounding fierce sunlight finally subsided, and a gloomy night veil draped the area again.

In the sky, the heavy, oppressive clouds linked together without gaps, while silver‑white electric serpents slithered within them, emitting a rumble—Boom—.

Silver‑white electric serpents surged out indiscriminately, bearing a violent, almost tangible destructive aura, striking densely toward the surroundings, cloaking a few hundred meters in a thunder‑forest.

The Prophet's Avatar reached out to catch the now dimmed metal cube falling from mid‑air; a faint blue glow in his eyes traced the symbols of layered illusory gates.

His figure flickered continuously in pale‑blue radiance, dodging the densely falling lightning while moving forward to retrieve the items Jiekesi had left behind.

In mid‑air, the flesh on Si'e A's arm writhed rapidly, but within an instant it restored to its original form.

From the spirit realm he thrust the arm into the ground, causing the nearby area to boil, coating it with a thick, viscous black liquid that spread outward toward where Jiekesi's discarded items lay.

Within that liquid, pale skull heads, clearly veined eyeballs, tongues bearing sharp teeth, and all manner of grotesque forms sprouted, exuding an extreme sense of evil and madness.

Silver‑white lightning bearing a destructive aura struck those things, instantly annihilating them, only for them to be quickly engulfed by the newly grown grotesque matter.

Realizing he couldn't seize Jiekesi's leftovers before Si'e A, the Prophet's Avatar halted his flashing evasion of lightning, and while using paper figures to dodge the bolts, he simulated the extraordinary power of a Law Mage.

His voice, bearing an indescribable authority, intoned:

"Lightning is forbidden here!"

The massive lightning about to strike him instantly shattered, turning into countless tiny electric serpents that darted everywhere.

(End of Chapter)