Chapter 73: Chapter 73: The First Extraordinary Profession!!!
Under the voice of He Manhe.
The vortex tearing through the dome suddenly contracted to a pin-sized point.
All sounds vanished in that instant.
Fang Qingyu suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
A sense of crisis beyond the five senses made him instinctively leap to the left.
But the space of the entire banquet hall seemed to be solidified like amber, his movements slowed to a crawl under absolute power.
The blood-red light finally engulfed him entirely.
Seeing this, He Manhe smiled lightly at the corners of her lips.
The fingertips painted with Dan Kou lightly tapped the void, and in the next second, her entire being disappeared from the spot again.
A few kilometers away on the rooftop of a tall building.
He Manhe’s new body awoke there.
Someone was keeping watch beside her.
Seeing her awaken, they immediately approached with respect, congratulating, "Congratulations to the secretary-general for adding another great general to the Pantheon!~"
He Manhe said nothing, but the smile on her lips proved her mood was indeed good.
Looking at the Jade Hotel in the distance, already surrounded.
The person beside her was about to leave, but asked out of curiosity.
"I wonder, which God has this one summoned?"
"Not sure, this token had been placed here for a long time without any response, until it met him."
"But no matter which God, with his potential, it surely won’t be weak, and he should soon become addicted to this power."
He Manhe seemed to recall something, her expression turning unnaturally flushed.
"Wait for him to contact us."
"I’m looking forward to the day he falls."
...
Unsure of how much time had passed.
Fang Qingyu slowly woke from unconsciousness.
Flickering light sprinkled down on his face.
The next second.
Fang Qingyu suddenly propped himself up, the taste of blood still lingering in his throat, while his fingers had sunk deeply into something warm and soft.
The chaotic dizziness had not yet dissipated, and he blinked hard.
In front of him was no longer the bloody hell of the banquet hall.
But a realm...
Where night and day shifted rapidly.
The eternal night and daylight at the horizon were twisted repeatedly like two silk ribbons by an invisible giant hand, while the sky cracked with fine lines at the boundary of light and dark.
Tens of thousands of stars fell like silver sand, transforming into fireflies and dissipating before touching the ground.
Fang Qingyu stood up and staggered back half a step.
Beneath his feet, rippling waves appeared.
Upon closer inspection, the entire land had turned into transparent amber.
Mountains rapidly rose and collapsed in an instant, verdant peaks laden with snow crumbled with a roar, grass and trees on the plains grew wildly and withered yellow, roots tangled into pale bones buried deep in the soil.
The peaks rising on the distant horizon formed contours, only to be devoured by sandstorms in the blink of an eye.
Time here manifested as a silver-blue stream.
Fang Qingyu seemed to stand in the river of time.
Silently watching the changes of the world.
"A dream?"
"Or related to that so-called God!?"
Fang Qingyu quietly observed everything, not daring to act rashly.
The galaxy in the sky suddenly trembled.
Tens of thousands of stars shook loose, melding into the clear sound of shattering glaze as they fell halfway in the air.
Fang Qingyu looked up and just happened to see a serpentine figure slicing through the starry sea.
A serpent’s tail crushed countless star dust as it swayed, while the dangling strands of green hair were entwined with a moon-lit aura, the woman’s face was bathed in flowing starlight.
The moment she landed, time froze within a hundred miles.
The wildly growing plants were frozen at the instant of budding, crumbling mountain rocks hovered in midair, and even the falling fireflies solidified into emerald spots of light.
Fang Qingyu’s Adam’s apple moved as if to retreat, yet he found even his eyelashes could not tremble a fraction.
The serpent’s tail slithered over the amber-like ground, scales scraping the surface and sparking fine starfire.
The woman stopped half a step away from him, and when Fang Qingyu looked towards her face, his gaze always slipped into nothingness.
As if ancient nebulae revolved and perished on that face.
Cold fingertips suddenly pressed against his forehead.
In Fang Qingyu’s mind, a soundless chart automatically turned to a new page.
[Detected (Extraordinary) "Candlebearer" Profession, activating (1/100)]
[Congratulations on successfully unlocking the "Candlebearer" Profession!]
[Congratulations on obtaining the Professional Basic Skill "Night Visitation"!]
.....
Five Miles Street.
The entire Jade Hotel was now heavily surrounded.
Reason, terrorism.
Lin Kang stood at the entrance with a stern expression.
"Action!"
With that, he led a group dressed in black trench coats, wearing peace tree badges on their chests, swarming into the hotel’s entrance.
Countless survivors, panic-stricken, were taken away from the hotel.
Meanwhile, Lin Kang led the others in the elevator to the top floor.
"It’s still up to you, Team Leader Lin."
The guard at the door immediately came over to report to Lin Kang.
"Mm."
Lin Kang responded.
He stood before a barrier, lightly brushing his fingertips over the transparent obstruction.
It had a texture that felt between liquid and solid, rippling from his touch like moonlit lake water.
Lin Kang stepped back half a step and unbuttoned his trench coat, muscles beneath his black shirt flexing with each breath.
His dark brown pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints.
Nobody saw how he swung his fist.
The moment a web of cracks spread across the barrier’s surface, the entire building seemed to shudder.
Lin Kang held his punching posture.
Crack—
A crisp sound came from the air before him, like glaciers fracturing in spring.
The once empty banquet hall.
Suddenly filled with many people lying on the ground.
"Clear the area, save those lives."
Lin Kang’s face fell instantly.
When Fang Qingyu woke up again.
The stars and rivers, mountains and streams were gone from before his eyes.
Only the crystal chandeliers of the hotel’s banquet hall swayed overhead, the stench of blood still clinging to his nostrils.
Propping himself up, he tried to stand.
A hand pressed him down, the voice gentle, "It’s okay now, you’re safe."
Team Leader Lin!?
Seeing the familiar face of Lin Kang, Fang Qingyu immediately relaxed.
Then he remembered something.
Despite the pain, he immediately checked himself.
If he remembered correctly, the Divine Descent Ceremony succeeded, and that beam of blood-red light landed right on him.
"Don’t be afraid..."
"The ceremony didn’t succeed."
Lin Kang seemed to know what Fang Qingyu was thinking and patted his shoulder while speaking.
"No... look at that..."
Fang Qingyu listened, eager to explain something, but froze when he saw the floor beside him completely undamaged.
"The Divine Descent Ceremony requires a Divine Token, not a blood sacrifice."
Lin Kang seemed to have already learned what happened from others and explained quietly.
"Once the Divine Token is activated, everyone inside is pulled into a place known as the Divine Realm, similar in principle to a Force Field."
"What you saw inside was all false."
"And I’ve checked your body, rest assured, no Alien God has descended upon you."
Listening to Lin Kang, Fang Qingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, when he glanced at the chart before his eyes turning a new page...
His expression suddenly froze again.
The red text was glaringly vivid before his eyes.
[Profession: Candlebearer Lv.1 (0/200)]
[Professional Basic Skill: Night Visitation Lv.1 (0/200)]