Chapter 158: Trans-Dimensional Slash
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 158: Trans-Dimensional Slash
As her voice fell, Xie Bai swung the Golden Years toward the Diviner.
A torrent of pure gold suddenly surged forth.
The light surrounding the Diviner was instantly dispelled.
Seeing this, the Diviner’s expression darkened.
He had long heard of the Golden Years' power. Even its creator, Falcant, held this divine artifact in some degree of dread.
"Burning history, diffusing an infinite onslaught across all timelines..."
Facing this sudden assault, the Diviner knit his brows tightly. As it stood, he hadn't even dealt with Aisarakus and the others. To be defeated here would be utterly meaningless.
[Gift of Fate - Time]
An aura similar to that of the golden torrent emerged from the Diviner. Guided by this aura, one of the cards floating around him drifted forward.
"Falcant, hurry up..."
In the next second, a slightly irritated voice echoed in the Diviner’s ear.
"Prospero? What’s your deal, actually reaching for my power?" The voice was laced with impatience. "I’m a bit busy right now. If you have something to say, we'll talk later."
As the words faded, the floating card dissolved into a shimmer of light and vanished.
The Diviner stared, incredulous. "That guy..."
Before he could finish his thought, the golden torrent released by the Golden Years reached him. Due to the range restrictions of Daybreak, he had nowhere to hide.
Vrrr—!!!
The torrent surged through the Diviner’s body. At the moment of contact, every glimmer of gold in his vision transformed into a series of sharp, lethal slashes.
[Trans-Dimensional Slash Lv.105]
Instantly, countless slashes struck from every direction.
Clang—!
The distinct sound of metal clashing exploded within the Diviner’s mind. The attack from the Golden Years had struck not just his body, but his very consciousness.
"This is bad..."
The Diviner immediately realized something was wrong. Without hesitation, he attempted to sever his conscious link.
But he was a step too late.
In the next moment, countless fragments of history flashed before his eyes. He recognized them instantly—it was the entirety of his history associated with this body since its creation.
In his sight, the golden torrent from the Golden Years actually crossed through these historical fragments, extending directly into them. In every single fragment, the version of him within was cut down by the slashes of the golden torrent.
Turning away from the past, the Diviner tried to look toward the future.
There was only a void.
His future had already been thoroughly slain by the Golden Years.
Before the Diviner could recover from the shock, he suddenly saw another figure appear within the countless histories surrounding him.
"Wait, this is..."
The God of Fate, Prospero.
The attack of the Golden Years had actually followed the connection of this body to reach the location of his true self. The infinite assault used the present as a starting point, extending toward both the past and the future.
Just as the attack was about to spread into the Age of Gods, the golden torrent came to a sudden halt.
"Hmm? An attack from the future?"
A confused voice echoed through all the historical fragments.
In the next second, the attack of the Golden Years began to retreat. Fate itself surged along the line of time, striking back toward the present.
Crack!
All the historical fragments shattered simultaneously, blocking the power of Fate that attempted to reach the present within the past.
Once the chaos subsided, the Diviner’s consciousness finally returned to the present.
In the very next instant, the Golden Years' attack manifested fully upon the Diviner’s body.
-34.12 Trillion
-34.12 Trillion
-34.12 Trillion
-34.12 Trillion
-34.12 Trillion
...
A tide of damage numbers erupted from the Diviner, causing his HP to plummet at a frantic pace. Almost at the same moment, an even more overbearing power snatched away the Diviner’s final spark of life.
[Judgment Triggered!]
A crimson light swept past, and the Diviner’s life vanished completely.
[You have killed the Diviner Lv.300]
[Gluttony's Blessing triggered: Strength +10.3 Trillion, Constitution +23.1 Trillion, Intelligence +20.2 Trillion, Agility +6.83 Trillion]
[Inscription triggered: Uncrowned King has inscribed the talent "Gift of Fate"]
[Obtained 3,000 Trillion Gold Coins]
[Obtained 3 Quadrillion EXP]
[Level up to Lv.147!]
[Current Level Progress: Lv.147 (4,023 Trillion / 8,000 Trillion)]
Yet another being possessed by the will of a True God had dissipated before Xie Bai.
Seeing this, Xie Bai put away the Golden Years.
"As expected, once the possessing will disperses, the attributes of this body drop significantly."
The Diviner originally had over sixty thousand quadrillion HP; his attributes should have been at least in the hundreds of quadrillions. But in the end, the attributes she harvested from him were only in the tens of trillions.
"Still... this is enough."
Having killed a Level 300 being for the first time, Xie Bai’s gains had reached a terrifying level. The experience points alone had pushed her directly to Level 147.
"Though, looking at it this way, it still feels like a bit of a loss."
If Taro Ball and the others had only just reached Level 100 now, she would have already hit Level 150 and unlocked the fourth ability of her Space-Time Authority.
Thinking of this, Xie Bai couldn't help but look down at Aisarakus. After a moment of thought, she shook her head.
"Forget it, this doesn't have much to do with her. If I really want to settle accounts, I need to find that Reborn One."
She withdrew her gaze, a trace of displeasure flickering in her crimson eyes.
"To think he used the Diviner’s attack as a cover to get himself killed and respawn back in the city..."
Xie Bai raised her hand. She was still in the state of Void Link.
The power of the Void gathered at her fingertips. In the next instant, a magnificent Void Tunnel suddenly appeared before the World Tree.
A purple-black vortex rotated slowly, with occasional glimmers of eerie light leaking from its edges.
Xie Bai stared at the tunnel, a faint, indiscernible curve touching the corner of her mouth.
"Hmph..." Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of playfulness. "Let me guess which city you set your respawn point in..."
*
The Land of Distortion.
After repelling a Frost Titan radiating freezing air, Falcant took a large leap back onto the central artillery platform.
Originally, the Land of Distortion consisted only of an endless blue prairie, a massive blue tree, and the small hut built by the Two Little Ones. Now, however, the place looked vastly different.
Sturdy city walls stood tall, interspersed with artillery platforms made of alchemy units specifically designed to repel monsters charging in from other timelines.
The monsters spawning in the Land of Distortion had also changed from the initial alchemy units to creatures from the Northern Territory of the Age of Gods—like that Frost Titan just now.
After returning to the platform, Falcant pulled out a wrench and began repairing the turret.
Clang, clang, clang...
After a series of maneuvers, the platform looked brand new under Falcant’s expert hands.
Whoosh—!
A massive Northern Roc suddenly dove toward the platform. Just as it was about to destroy the surrounding structures, an attack pierced through its skull.
-1,083,132,079!
The Northern Roc instantly lost all its HP and crashed heavily to the ground.
Once the roc was dead, a youth walked over to Falcant’s side.
"Mr. Cat truly is a man of many talents. Even an alchemy turret only needs a wrench for you to fix it completely."
Falcant stood up. "You’re one to talk, praising me like that. At least eighty percent of these turrets were built by you. I’ve lived a long time, and you’re only the second human I’ve met whose alchemy is this impressive."
"You flatter me... I’ve simply traveled to many places, and my horizons have expanded accordingly."
As he spoke, the youth suddenly changed the subject. "I noticed Mr. Cat seemed to daze off for a moment during the battle. Did you run into some kind of problem?"
Falcant shook his head at the youth’s inquiry. "It’s nothing. Just an old friend who contacted me out of the blue to borrow some power... It’s quite absurd, really, considering he’s much stronger than I am."
Falcant tucked his wrench away. "That aside, are you really going to stay here forever, kid?"
The youth slowly shook his head. "I ended up in this Land of Distortion by accident, and I wish to leave as well. If possible, I’d like to return to the main timeline."
The youth looked up.
"It seems some things I left there have been taken by a certain thief..."