Chapter 700: Cleansing

After responding to the prayers of the Tarot Society members, Ke Lai En let out a long sigh, leaned against the high‑backed chair and began muttering to himself:

"Although each of them has a reason to pray to me, not everyone has something urgent; a few have rather flimsy reasons—who's exerting that influence? Or perhaps I'm relying on the good luck I borrowed by taking Will's ice cream from history?"

"The pressing issue is how to resurrect; A Meng will certainly be lurking right where I am, unless someone drives Him away, but that won't help—He also has a duplicate, even if it's only a saint‑level one, it's still a strain for me."

As he spoke, Ke Lai En's spirit extended, touching the deep crimson star that represents Lei Kedun.

Within Asake City at the border of the Northern State and the Star Plateau, an information torrent invisible to the naked eye surged from the spirit realm, rapidly coalescing and reconstituting Lei Kedun's body.

The Steam Church's war proved fiercer than he expected, giving the Rose Sect—already eyeing the Pas River Valley and the Northern State—a chance; under the "Son of God" Si E A's leadership, they began frequent harassment and sabotage of cities and estates along the Northern State border.

With no more forces to draw, only the angels of the Mo Si Ascetic Order could rely on information‑driven agility to repeatedly rush to various battlefields.

Upon arriving at Asake City, a dense gray mist suddenly surged in Lei Kedun's view; Ke Lai En's figure flickered within it, appearing towering and mysterious.

Ke Lai En's voice immediately echoed in his ear: "I've temporarily shaken off A Meng, but I need some help."

"Wait a moment; I've spotted an old friend from the Rose Sect."

Lei Kedun spoke up, cutting off Ke Lai En's description; his body instantly became ethereal, fragmenting into streams of data that, in a blink, crossed half a street and reassembled before a middle‑aged man clad in a white robe embroidered with golden threads.

The moment he saw Lei Kedun's face clearly, a flash of astonishment crossed the other's deep‑set eyes, followed by profound terror.

Lei Kedun smiled at him and, in a calm tone, asked, "Long time no see—why is Dong Bailing's Highland Resistance operating in the Northern State?"

As he spoke, the sparsely populated street's houses adorned with human or beast skulls vanished like a torn curtain, revealing the black wasteland beyond.

Mai Hamus's brown eyes flashed with panic; he tugged at his lips, causing the gold studs embedded there, each etched with fine patterns, to spring outward, and he immediately opened his mouth, emitting a piercing shriek that stabbed at spirits.

The shriek hadn't traveled two meters before it was swallowed by the wasteland.

Lei Kedun reached into the void; starlight instantly materialized, converging into his hand, bursting into dazzling golden radiance, forming a spear of utmost purity and blinding white.

The intense solar aura made Mai Hamus instinctively uneasy, urging him to retreat.

Lei Kedun calmly observed the steadfast Mai Hamus before him, not rushing to kill him, allowing a counterattack, and asked in an even tone, "Aren't you going to call your teacher to save you?"

As he spoke, his body became ethereal, as if it didn't exist at all.

In Mai Hamus's eyes, Lei Kedun's newly appeared figure vanished instantly; his attempt to forge a link between them failed before it could succeed.

At Lei Kedun's standing spot, black, viscous liquid continuously seeped out, dripping onto the ground, swallowed by the dark wasteland.

The spear of pure sunlight in Lei Kedun's hand was gradually thrust into Mai Hamus's body, piercing his chest and heart.

Mai Hamus's body twisted, ultimately becoming a ritual wooden puppet made of straw and sawdust, pierced by Lei Kedun's spear, instantly turning into a burst of crimson flame that faded,

Mai Hamus's figure then materialized dozens of meters away, one hand clutching his chest, gasping continuously; clearly, although he evaded the lethal strike, he still suffered considerable injury and pain.

The spear in Lei Kedun's hand instantly flew free, piercing Mai Hamus's body again.

After once more using the ritual puppet to dodge the fatal blow, Mai Hamus's figure appeared in another direction.

The spear of pure sunlight, after piercing the ritual puppet, spontaneously shattered and expanded into a miniature sun of blinding white, bright enough to illuminate the entire city.

Under the scorching sunlight, Mai Hamus's body evaporated rapidly, continuously emitting bluish‑black smoke; simultaneously, countless tiny insects coalesced into black liquid that slowly dripped to the ground, swallowed by the wasteland.

Tidal pure golden light surged from everywhere, forming radiant golden shackles that bound him tightly.

Under the erosion of the pure solar aura, Mai Hamus's various extraordinary abilities were always destroyed before they could take shape.

As time passed, Mai Hamus's body gradually withered, like a desiccated corpse, faint pale luminescence beginning to emanate from him.

This is an extraordinary trait forcibly extracted under the "purification" of the solar realm's radiance. When Lei Kedun assumed Si E A wouldn't appear and intended to directly turn Mai Hamus into an extraordinary trait, his already withered body suddenly exuded a gurgling, viscous black liquid—highly corrosive.

The liquid seemed to come alive, writhing oddly, spreading outward, rapidly flooding the area with a sense of extreme evil and madness.

Under the taint of "filth" power, the surroundings cracked instantly, madness spreading; the black wasteland sprouted pale skull heads, eyes with visible veins, tongues bearing sharp teeth, and grotesquely twisted crimson vines. These bizarre creatures intertwined, forming a twisted, evil tree resembling a contorted arm that slammed down toward Lei Kedun's direction.

Under the influence of this "arm," the surrounding spirit energy constantly mutated, seemingly forming layer upon layer of barriers attempting to bind Lei Kedun in place and restrict his movement.

Boom! Amid a massive slapping sound, a cluster of iridescent bubbles floated out, shattering instantly under the taint of filth and curse aura.

Lei Kedun's figure materialized midair; he reached into the void, dragging an ancient‑style spear, its tip to hilt ablaze with clusters of deep blood‑red flame.

He hurled the dark‑red spear, which stretched and enlarged in the air, nailing the twisted, evil "arm" to the ground.

During the struggle, the "arm" turned increasingly crimson, seeming to ooze fresh blood, filling the air with a strong scent of gore.

The "Abyss" power throbbed and swelled, evoking the feeling of a volcano ready to erupt, as if its burst would instantly annihilate everything nearby.

"This feeling resembles the 'Rose Bishop's' 'Flesh Bomb'; is this inspiration detonated by the Aurora Society?"

Muttering to himself, Lei Kedun's figure became translucent and ethereal, slipping out of the space created by mysterious replication.

In the instant he left, crimson engulfed everything.

In Asake City, Lei Kedun's figure silently appeared on the streets; thick teal vines cascaded from the sky, drenching the entire city like a downpour, burying the "Other Races" and "Demons" pathways' extraordinary beings deep, transporting them to another realm woven from pea vines.

The scene went unnoticed; neither ordinary citizens nor the extraordinary individuals seemed to see the continuously falling teal vines or the people vanishing around them.

After resolving Asake City's issues, Lei Kedun casually found a quiet spot to sit, the teal vines draping down, swiftly concealing his figure.

Above the gray mist, Ke Lai En sat at the head of a weathered long table, watching Lei Kedun and Azke on its right side, and recounted his prior experiences and current condition in detail.

Finally, he added, "Is there any way to change the place of my resurrection, or must I continue living as a revenant?"

Lei Kedun leaned back against the chair, succinctly suggesting, "Distort, or deceive, trick the rules."

Azke furrowed his brow, thought for a moment, and said:

"Only upon reaching the angelic tier, after undergoing a qualitative transformation, can such extraordinary abilities be achieved."

"But few extraordinary beings follow these paths, and fewer become angels; the only ones I can think of are the A Meng and Cha Latu you've already encountered."

"There's also one, Parles·Soroasde, who parasitizes my colleague in Tinggen City, Lun Na De·Mi Qie Er."

Ke Lai En quickly reacted, intending to seek help from Lun Na De·Mi Qie Er's grandfather soon.

The thought rose briefly then sank quickly—I just impersonated A Meng to scare Parles·Soroasde, now I'd go back to him for aid; the grandfather would likely scoff twice, then firmly say: no help.

Lei Kedun glanced at Ke Lai En, seemingly guessing his thoughts, then chuckled lightly and said:

"I previously harvested some spirit insects from Cha Latu; I can try crafting a talisman with a 'trick' or 'alteration' effect."

"I'll give it a try."

Ke Lai En nodded heavily, finally sighing in relief; whether seeking Parles·Soroasde's aid or forging a 'trick' talisman himself, both are better than dying and then existing as a necromancer.

After discussing Ke Lai En's question, Lei Ke Dun turned his head to look at Mr. A Zi Ke beside him, nodded toward him, and said:

"Mr. A Zi Ke, I think I may need some help."

(End of chapter)