Huan Meng Lie Ren

Chapter 744 Cicada Song and Diffusion

Under the setting sun, the desolate street.

Black and white figures ran wildly on the street. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that these two figures were actually two blurred wisps of mist.

After running for a while, the black mist stopped and looked at the white mist with a hint of melancholy. "Little Whitey, you should go."

"What's wrong, Little Blacky? Don't you love me anymore?"

The white mist became sad, its misty hand holding its chest as if in great pain.

Of course, all these actions and words were being manipulated by Wen Wen from the shadows. He was having a great time.

"Tomorrow at noon, something bad will happen here. You should stay as far away from Mallet Island as possible. I'll find you after it's over."

Mallet Island was where the Cicada Ancestor resided.

The white mist seemed on the verge of tears. "But I... I don't want to leave you..."

"There, there..."

"Then, take care."

The white mist nodded solemnly, then walked back, looking back three times before gradually disappearing from the black mist's sight.

The black mist looked wistfully in the direction the white mist had left and sighed deeply.

The run in the setting sun just now was his lost youth.

Since he had taken form, this was the first time he had encountered such beautiful mist, and its strength was comparable to his. It was his ideal partner.

Alas...

"How was it? Have you finished talking with your mistress?"

The black mist replied, "I've finished. That fallen angel should have received the information you wanted to convey."

Maiyami nodded and said, "That's for the best. I've recovered about eighty to ninety percent of my strength. Tomorrow at noon will be the time I find that old cicada and take back everything that was lost!"

That's right, Maiyami and the black mist knew from the beginning that the white mist was related to Wen Wen.

The night Wen Wen left, a strange white mist came to hook up with the black mist. This was quite clear what it meant.

They knew Wen Wen wouldn't dare to appear before Maiyami in his true form, so they used this white mist to extract information.

Wen Wen also knew that the other party knew the white mist's identity, so exchanging information through black and white mist was something they both tacitly understood.

Moreover, this could also make Wen Wen feel amused, and the black mist could experience love. What was the harm in that?

Wen Wen withdrew the black mist and looked at the setting sun outside the window.

His gaze became profound. He knew that success or failure would be determined tomorrow.

...

Early morning, the rising sun shone on the sea, reflecting shimmering waves.

Near a mallet-shaped island, hundreds of thousands of blue cicadas swarmed around something.

At the center of these cicadas' flight was the Cicada Ancestor that Wu Liugen had seen before.

After Pope Charles withdrew the defensive forces from Menxia Province, there were fewer cicadas in Liaozhou City, but more cicadas in other cities.

The crosses of churches were toppled by cicadas, and the faith power contained within was completely drained. These cicadas then flew back near Mallet Island, sending that faith power back to the Cicada Ancestor.

Upon receiving that power, the Cicada Ancestor's strength rapidly recovered. Its body, nailed to the cross, gradually became full, and a faint blue divine radiance flowed around it.

When the divine radiance reached its peak, its wings suddenly vibrated.

From the vibrating wings, a faint blue ripple was released. This ripple quickly spread to over a dozen cities surrounding Liaozhou City.

At the same time, everyone in these dozen cities, including superhumans, felt as if their hearing had temporarily vanished. The world was deathly silent.

In that extreme oppression, a clear cicada cry sounded. The sound struck directly at the soul, making everyone's heart tremble.

Then, the cicada cry disappeared, and the noisy sounds of the mortal world re-entered people's ears, giving them a sense of rebirth.

This was the Cicada Ancestor's first cry in two thousand years, announcing its return.

Wu Liugen, who was playing cards with Wen Wen and others, suddenly turned pale, his hand trembled, and the cards scattered.

"Did you hear it too?"

Wu Liugen nodded. "This is big trouble. The Cicada Ancestor seems to have awakened. I need to report this to Vice Chairman Tianzhu and Mr. Xun."

Wen Wen picked up the cards dropped by Wu Liugen and curled his lips in disdain.

If it weren't for this cicada cry, Wu Liugen would have lost for sure.

...

The true-order ranger '波動' (Bo Dong) was, as usual, shuttling between various repositories of flesh and blood parts in Xihong City.

The cicada cry in the morning had made him somewhat restless, so he was more diligent than usual.

Although Xun Ying had already taken charge in Xihong City, Maiyami's body parts were scattered everywhere. Without his true form appearing, Xun Ying had no good solution.

In fact, Xun Ying's condition was not optimal either.

The previous battle with Feng Guishen had caused Feng Guishen to fall into a deep sleep, but since Xun Ying's strength was comparable to Feng Guishen's, Xun Ying had also paid a price.

Therefore, in this war, Xun Ying would try to minimize his interventions, only acting against complete Cataclysm-level entities.

Before things escalated, it was still up to the demon hunters, and protecting those flesh and blood parts was the most important task at this stage.

"I wonder what Maiyami is thinking. Apart from the first fallen angel, no one else has come to steal the flesh and blood parts. Doesn't it want to become whole?"

The absence of anyone stealing the parts seemed like a good thing for the demon hunters, as there were no attacks, and thus fewer logical paradoxes.

But this was illogical. The pervasive angel must want to become whole, yet it remained indifferent to those parts.

As an experienced demon hunter, Bo Dong couldn't overlook this anomaly.

Suddenly, Bo Dong, who was flying in the sky, stopped, his expression filled with dread. He heard another voice.

"Spread out... and then, fight for me!"

The voice was genderless but magnetic, it was Maiyami's voice.

The Cicada Ancestor had cried out in the morning, so Maiyami was not to be outdone.

After the voice, Bo Dong saw thin black mist sweeping across from the other end of the city, quickly covering the entire city and the adjacent Liaozhou City.

Then, the speed of the mist's spread slowed down, but it continued to expand outward. The areas enveloped by the mist quickly descended into chaos.

Birds in the sky, stray cats and dogs in the city, all immediately began to mutate.

Black patterns appeared on their bodies, their eyes turned pitch black, their bodies grew rapidly, and ferocious, violent auras emanated from them.

A cat that had devoured too much black mist was even larger than a bus. It casually snapped off a street lamp and let out a powerful meow.

Along with this black cat, there were dozens or hundreds of other creatures of various kinds. As long as they were within this black mist, their strength would continuously increase...