Imperial Treasure-Chapter 872 - 533: Golden Crow

Now, on the other side of the Atlantic, the birth of a seal is filmed, and within ten seconds, it’s on the global forums, known worldwide.

This is the progress of technology, which also means it’s harder for the public to conceal and deceive.

Didn’t you see that each time a national policy is released, these forums can rack up millions of posts within ten minutes!

And a significant portion of them are so insightful that they give headaches to the national officials.

Their titanium-alloy dog eyes that dazzle people and their groundbreaking imaginations are their deadly weapons, rendering the officials powerless.

Of course, that’s the concern of other departments, not related to their Military Department.

Now... the Commander was watching the scenes of carnage on the screen.

"It seems there’s still hope, right? Our British Ability Users are quite strong, and there’s also the Rose Prince, so..."

His words abruptly stopped.

Because a monstrous tidal wave suddenly surged along the coast!

The crest of the wave was five to six hundred meters high.

It was like a super tsunami.

No one in the Military Department could laugh.

On the screen, a scene froze.

It was a Black-robed Man, raising this monstrous tidal wave with his hands lifted upward.

-- Does he want to drown London?!!!

What to do, what to do, what to do!

The people in the Military Department were going crazy.

The royal family stationed in the palace and the big shots controlling the political situation also went crazy!

"Quick, quick, quick! Call the people from Section Seven..."

King is not enough! Must be S-Class! SSSS!!!

Call for S-Class!

Honestly, the whereabouts of S-Class big shots are often hard to determine, usually either on secret missions or in retreat. Nowadays, in a peaceful society, the chance of the country needing them is pathetically small, so to suddenly need to deploy S-Class masters is nearly impossible.

In fact, being able to mobilize two Kings is already a stroke of luck.

The people from Section Seven were feeling lucky, especially since Lord Little Ross was attending school today and Lord Franck was in London with his family for an academic exhibition...

And then, suddenly, you say you need to deploy S-Class.

S-Class needs prior booking and depends on their willingness~

Sorry, Your Ladyship can’t do it~~~/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~!

In the sea.

Franck and others saw the monstrous tidal wave.

They were shocked; wasn’t that Forbidden Forest entity said to be heavily wounded? How on earth did he pull off such a grand spectacle?

Shocked, Franck suddenly saw from within Calista’s fleet a black and red light beam surpassing many ships, with monstrous speed, rushing to the forefront!

Lin was at the front!

Little Ross also rushed toward Lin!

Kill this person!

"Huh, he’s here!"

Lin smirked, blood still faintly visible on his lips, but he tore with both hands.

Crash! The heavy tidal wave suddenly split into two halves.

One pressed toward Natasha and the Hellhound, the other toward Little Ross and London...

Boom!

The tidal wave crashed down!

The sky above was dense and oppressive with the oncoming tide...

A catastrophic disaster!

The financial white-collar workers in the coastal high-rise buildings seemed to see their doom..

The crest of the wave was right in front of them, heading towards their floor-to-ceiling windows...

No!!!

A blonde woman opened her eyes wide, covering her face...

Boom!!!

The water wave crashed as if against glass, emitting a vibrating sound..

The whole building swayed precariously?

Everyone felt dizzy...

Huh? Just a brief moment of dizziness...

The blonde woman cautiously removed her hands, only to see the wave crest halted in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the spray on it incredibly distinct, as if a high-definition screen frozen in time.

And above the water spray, there was a layer of warm and dazzling golden light, not blinding because it seemed tinged with a milky white.

A hazy aura, layer upon layer of warmth to the heart.

As beautiful as being in the clouds above paradise.

All the white-collar workers were stunned.

What is this?

A miracle?

And all along the coastal streets of London, among the residents, and even in the Military Department, along with Little Ross and Franck, everyone was shell-shocked watching the giant wave that had assaulted like a tsunami, crashing toward tall buildings, freeze at that moment, at that instant.

But this instant seemed immensely long.

Long enough for Lin to speak.

"Golden... Crow?"

He spoke with a somewhat strange Chinese accent, seemingly hesitant, bewildered, incredulous....

And at this moment, his gaze was not focused on targeted London, nor on Little Ross or anyone from Section Seven.

Turning his head, he saw Natasha and Hell’s Wan Ge and Ye Zixu... looking past them.

The vast horizon of the sea, so calm, so straight and far-reaching.

On that line, a dazzling light rose.

Upon closer approach, it was a giant bird.

Its whole body was engulfed in flames of half gold and half white, like the color of the sun and the sunlight, flapping its wings, soaring from afar, flying across the great sea, as if an overlord between heaven and earth.

It was coming.

Right, it had three legs.

In the first instant, Westerners thought: Sun God Bird!

In the first instant, South Koreans thought: Republic of Korea’s Divine Bird smida!

In the first instant, Japanese thought: Empire of the Great Sun’s Divine Bird! Long live the Emperor!

But in the first instant, Chinese people thought: Golden Crow!

In that ancient mythology, the son of Di Jun and Xi He! The Queen Mother of the West’s Golden Crow! In various myths, it has various identities but in a way, even more ancient and mighty than the Phoenix, the Golden Crow!

Everyone stared in awe at the giant bird of flame flying over the ocean, unsure of what it was...

As it approached within two to three hundred meters of the people.

Huh, what’s that above?

A figure...

"There’s someone up there!!!"

Someone exclaimed!

Over at the Military Department.

The screen which was originally focused on the great bird and its back gradually came into clearer view, everyone’s heart was in their throat, who was it, who could it be... see more clearly, quick...

Suddenly, a white mist!

The commander and the generals were enraged!

"What’s going on!"

The programmers truly didn’t know what was going on, no amount of adjustments could restore the image...

Outside the Military Department, among the people along the coast, only a few individuals could clearly see the person above.

Anyone whose naked eye vision was inadequate and relied on telescopes or even satellite positioning, all floundered.

They could only see that bird.

Then, the bird dove towards the sea...

By now it was very close, and only then did the crowd see that its third foot was clutching a coffin.

Then, in a flash of sunlight.

The bird disappeared.

Natasha saw a person and a coffin left in mid-air.

The person had their back to the City of London, facing them, suspended in the air.

Barefoot, their robe was tattered, especially the sleeves, which were completely gone, revealing one black and one white arm.

Slender, starkly black and white.

Yet, on the middle finger of their left hand was something like a ring or a piece of finger armor similar to that of the Chinese Imperial Family, golden in color, shaped like an eagle’s beak, with dense markings, exquisitely crafted, but immensely mysterious.

Just like the person at this moment.

Though the face was identical, it exuded a completely different aura.

Cold, a chill isolated like the peak of a lone mountain.

Still, like a lone boat drifting on a river, a temple bell tolling leisurely.

Vast, above the clouds, amid the vastness, the chaos of the world unmoved.

Such a person, suspended above the vast sky and ocean, looked down on the multitudes, gazing at Lin.

Lin pursed her lips, just about to speak...

Her right hand casually waved in a light arc.

That towering tsunami, in an instant, reversed its course with that motion... silently re-entering the ocean.

The waves didn’t ripple in the slightest.

Neither Calista nor the Military Department’s ships, nor the ship where Losar and others were, swayed a bit.

Natasha stared at her.

Who is this person?

Sui Yi?

No, Sui Yi definitely didn’t have such terrifying power.

Then... Wu Jue?

Lin squinted, it didn’t seem so either.

Then, who on earth is this person...

Lin just squinted.

Sui Yi was already before him.

Standing at the prow of the ship where he was, barefoot on the ship’s badge.

Looking down at him.

The gaze was profound, without a trace of anger or joy, only vastness.

Lin had never felt such terrifying pressure, so overwhelming that it rendered him, usually eloquent and strategic, speechless, unable to conjure any tricky ideas.

This person was way more terrifying than Wu Jue, by an inestimable measure.

Heaven and earth apart.

Who on earth is she...

"The soul can’t cross the river of forgetfulness, resentment can’t pass the Yellow Springs, whether human or resentful spirit, they all have their ways, you shouldn’t pull them back into this muddied world... the sun and moon will extinguish their spirits, reduce them to ashes."

Her tone was slow, with a unique calmness and clarity,

As if echoing through a valley, lingering persistently.

What does this mean?

Lin and everyone were somewhat dazed.

Then they understood.

Because the white bones of those skeletons were already emitting white vapor, the sturdy bones diminishing somewhat.

And the Sea Corpses’ bloated bodies, rejuvenated several times, were exuding a thick, nauseating, and pungent corpse fluid, their figures shrinking...

They were weakening, vanishing...

Finally, they felt fear.

Lin suddenly grinned: "Although I don’t know who you are, I think you must be someone beyond us mere mortals. Since you have compassion and extraordinary abilities, why don’t you try saving them?"

"Speaking to me is useless"

"I’ve always been someone who only knows destruction and reconstruction"

"And these souls long since putrefied hold no value for reconstruction at all"

After saying these words, Lin even admired himself a little.

He actually spoke to such a peerless master like this.

Could it be because this peerless master still appeared in Sui Yi’s guise?

He wasn’t unfamiliar with Sui Yi.

Sui Yi intently looked at him, this stare felt vaguely familiar, actually, Sui Yi sometimes looked at people this way too, calmly, deeply, making people uncertain and unwilling to speak more.

Sui Yi, Wu Jue, or this current existence, indeed shared some common traits.

But in terms of power, it was an exponential increase.

Now, she extended her right hand, palm facing the sea below, as if encompassing the entire Calista and all its dead.

She moved her lips slightly...

The ring’s tip on the middle finger aimed below. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)