Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1261 - 125: The Director Arrives with a Piercing Laughter (Part 2)

Agent Will nodded silently, transforming the Gun of Punishment into a silver javelin, running through the air at high altitude. He pursued the shadow of the giant dragon, softly chanting ancient verses from the holy scripture, raising the gun with one arm and forcefully throwing it. The Mithril-colored beam of the spear crossed a thousand meters through the night sky.

"Holy Cross Punishment Gun Prison."

As the javelin left his hand, it rapidly contracted. The spear beam piercing the sky was as thin as a needle tip, the silver light surpassing the dragon’s speed, like a long nail piercing its backbone. The dazzling dragon stiffened at the height, Seviss chased after it, aiming the revolver at the blazing heart of the dragon.

At the moment before pulling the trigger, she saw the dragon’s gaze, yet the dragon showed no panic. Its eyes followed the revolver’s movement, seemingly curious about what the enemy would do next. The brilliance in its eyes was pure to the extreme, like an innocent and curious child.

"You’re something else..." Seviss laughed wryly, "Clearly the culprit of everything, yet behaving like an irrelevant outsider."

With the power fully gathered, she pulled the trigger. This was the last bullet in the revolver, meant to be shot by a Legendary Saint a thousand years ago, but reserved for today’s final strike. When the bullet exited the barrel, the blazing dragon heart suddenly dimmed, all colors, light, and heat converged at the bullet’s tip, a life-depriving attack that was as beautiful as a rainbow after the rain.

"Rainbow of Change!"

The rainbow light in the sky struck the heart of brilliance, the sound of the dragon heart shattering like a beautiful dream fading to a bubble. The restraints formed by the line of civilization activated at this moment, the world’s most beautiful dragon body was pierced by numerous holy nails. It tried hard to curl its body, then lost its form in a silent explosion, dispersing into boundless light.

Seviss squinted her eyes, letting out a big sigh of relief as her perception told her that Gongsun Ce and others were below, they should know what to do. Agent Will flew to her side, the two church figures crossing a millennium exchanged a glance, seeing the same relief in each other’s eyes.

"Thank you for your assistance, Saint."

"The Saint died a thousand years ago, just call me Seviss." Seviss waved her hand, frowning, "Something feels off... Hurry and join the main force to find the remnants of power. How’s the guy I brought over?"

Agent Will reclaimed the Gun of Punishment and flew downward with Seviss, they tried their best to find the remnants of the dazzling dragon’s power, but the light from the giant dragon’s death greatly interfered with their search. Moments later, they landed at the edge of the city-spanning rift, finding Gongsun Ce’s group and the oddly-faced Ranger Vitt.

"That person, left halfway." Vitt scratched his hair, "He was holding back all along. Strange person... can’t figure him out."

No one could fathom the Hidden Law Master’s thoughts, this peculiar strong figure behaved very differently four years later compared to during the Country era, even Gongsun Ce and Alandia who had fleeting encounters with him couldn’t make definitive judgments. Gongsun Ce said nothing, growing more silent upon hearing Vitt’s report, showing no sign of victory’s joy, focusing solely on finding another "remainder" like a claw or dragon eye.

Qiluo grew more anxious due to the stiff atmosphere, she whispered, seemingly comforting herself: "Don’t worry, Gongsun Ce... everyone has grown stronger, there are so many strong people here, even if the Hidden Law Master is still around, that person wouldn’t stand a chance!"

"You’re right." Gongsun Ce forced a smile, "No problem. Absolutely no problem..."

He repeatedly reiterated Qiluo’s words in his heart, the encouragement was like a heart-strengthening injection, making his expression firm. Now is not like four years ago, this time they made thorough preparations, even Yan Qi personally helped, there will be no repeated mistakes, they will surely achieve victory.

With such thoughts, his focus sharpened, he spotted a touch of red light fading from the halo left after the dragon’s death, hanging on an upturned eave. Gongsun Ce shouted: "There! That bright yellow building!"

Shiyu Ling immediately followed his gaze, yet her eyes were filled with confusion: "Where?"

"Right there!" Gongsun Ce urgently flew up, "That bright yellow building—"

As those words left his mouth, Gongsun Ce’s mind froze motionless.

Building?

How is there still a building?

The citizens of Meteor City were tacitly evacuated by both sides soon after the fierce battle began, a series of battles, free of concerns, made the city ran down, and his final strike with Gaius levelled the surrounding area. How could any structure survive now? What did that bright yellow building actually look like... where was it built... when did it appear...?

"I seem to have seen..." Qin Qianbai murmured, "There were... colorful houses nearby during my battle..."

Gongsun Ce’s heart skipped a beat, an unknown tension gripped his heart tightly like an invisible hand. He suddenly remembered, those houses appeared shortly after they rushed into Meteor City. The bright yellow building was majestic like ancient tombs, the emerald building was nimble like the dwellings of elves, there were also light blue, deep red, black-purple... Various styled structures stood quietly amid their battlefield, but everyone ignored them. Because they were background, scenery, "shouldn’t" be noticed environments.

But now they saw the background, because power that constantly concealed them... had just been shattered!

"—Seven Consciousness Seal·Last Seat!"

The man’s furious shout exploded in the void, a sharp ink mark like a blade pierced through the entire city, the haze of disguise shrouding the background was thoroughly torn apart, the true world was laid bare before their eyes!

The place they stood upon was never a "canyon," they stood facing an extraordinary multicolor metropolis. Fifty-one various colored buildings formed this exceptionally grand metropolis, it connected the entire Meteor City from east to west, a towering grey-white pillar stood in the metropolis center, a giant pillar made of countless threads like a gigantic cocoon.

When Qin Qianbai slashed Meteor City, this metropolis already rose from the slash marks, it was originally a hidden underground device. Everyone saw its appearance with their own eyes, but everyone ignored this anomaly so close to them. Because it "shouldn’t" be seen, because it’s "impossible" to see, because "everyone" believed so, therefore it’s common sense, natural order, truth!

They wished to act, but couldn’t. Indescribable "pressure" descended with the appearance of the metropolis, carrying twisted madness, rivaling the oppressive force of the Eternal King, suffocated everyone. Seviss urgently gathered her power to protect the nearby fragile allies, now wasn’t the time to seize the dragon heart, had she acted even a moment later, people would be assimilated by the world under that terrifying power.

"Notify headquarters, quickly withdraw all forces below the Creation Realm while there’s still time," Dawn Knight said, "The rest follow my lead, hurry!"

Under these circumstances, Alandia managed to retain normal action strength, she unsheathed her longsword and led the charge into the city, Shiyu Ling almost started running driven by inertia, she looked up as she moved, seeing a white-robed tall thin silhouette standing atop a bright yellow tower.

"United, vanquish strong enemies, work together, slay giant dragon, each of you fought heroically till this moment, it’s worthy of applause and admiration, summon cheers!"

A pale hand brushed over the rooftop of the bright yellow building, picking up the dragon heart of brilliance. The man in white robe and high hat stood atop the metropolis, his laughter like a chorus of crow caw: "The curtain falls, it’s time for the painter to exit!"

"Shut the hell up!" His opponent cursed, "Gongsun kid, dismantle this damn city for me!"

Yan Qi ran atop the metropolis, the black coat fluttering behind him like a general’s cape. Yan Qi’s brush continued to move, sketching an enormous ink-colored Roc in just a few strokes, spreading its wings and rushing towards Situ Yi!