Buzz… buzz… buzz!
Kadafi remained indifferent, letting out a cold sneer, his expression shifting, at once like a puppet with no emotion, yet also wearing the arrogant grin of one drunk on his own success.
At this moment, his eyes reflected six evil pupils, and the shadow behind him twisted, gradually expanding, clawing and grasping upward, rising into a towering figure — part insect, part true dragon — possessing six eyes.
In an instant, the evil shadow stood tall like a ten-thousand-zhang mountain; Kadafi transformed into a demonic god's body-shadow capable of shrouding the brilliance of the sun and moon! An overbearing imperial aura swept across the entire scene.
Thump, thump — the terrifying pressure layered down over the whole city. One mage after another dropped to their knees in fright, dazed as if witnessing a god.
Even Lu Jun's entire skeleton crackled with ka-ka sounds, his heart unable to stop from feeling reverence and the urge to kneel. At the critical moment, the White Tiger pendant at his neck shone with platinum brilliance, and the Nasca gemstone in his arms radiated a dazzling azure glow.
Even within his spiritual world, the black-and-crimson cursed star river frozen in space-time flared with light; that ancient royal battle robe trembled violently, and even the strange patterns of the Eye of Space-Time did not suppress this reaction.
Lu Jun's mind cleared, refusing to submit; he forced his back straight with difficulty, supporting himself. Shocked at what he saw, he swallowed hard — with his experience, he knew this was the might of an emperor.
Even separated by one hundred and eight thousand li, with only a thought-projection parasitizing a host, the emperor's domineering will still manifested.
"Six-Sealed Evil-Eyed Insect Emperor… it's you!"
Elder Mina's teeth nearly shattered from his clenching, his voice full of unwillingness: "The number one general under the Lord of the Amazon, the origin of countless gu insects. Any who cultivate the poison-insect shaman lineage may be reversed and controlled."
"I should have guessed earlier, should not have harbored any wishful thinking."
The Insect Emperor-possesed Kadafi's eyes were indifferent, revealing no emotion, only a natural-born conviction — to look down on billions of living beings, to be both ruler and destroyer.
It blew the bone flute again. The thick, three-inch layer of insect corpses covering the city suddenly began to tremble. One gu after another seemed to heed a call, breaking from their shells.
Sss-sss-sss, buzz-buzz-buzz!
In the blink of an eye, the sky-darkening insect tide revived once more. This time, after the baptism of battle and a rebirth through nirvana, they entered a berserk state, their combat power soaring by a great margin.
Moreover, with a sufficient number of kin as foundation, and after devouring massive amounts of material, they even birthed numerous newly-emerged Commander-class and Monarch-class insect breeds.
Now, the Advanced Mages had all been poisoned and were powerless to fight; the insect shamans had collectively betrayed them, and with an emperor descending from afar, destruction seemed inevitable.
Lu Jun's expression grew grave. So this was the invasion war of the demon empire — truly something no human could withstand.
There was no help for it — the Inca Empire's few Forbidden Curse wielders were all concentrated in the Andes Mountains, using the natural barrier to arduously resist the unstoppable advance of seven or eight emperors. The hinterland was left hollow.
They simply could not spare more strength to block the insect tide; they could only hold back beings of Supreme Monarch level or higher, leaving the rest to fate.
They had believed the empire's core garrison could hold, but never imagined the Insect Emperor would seize a weakness and detonate a landmine buried long ago, obliterating the heart of this place.
Next, the Insect Emperor would use the corpses of countless humans to breed another swarm, coordinating inside and out to annihilate Incan civilization in one stroke.
Lu Jun grew anxious, yet had no means to act — like a bystander watching a cutscene.
Just when the Inca Empire had no chance of turning the tide, a sigh suddenly echoed faintly from deep within the Elder Council.
Hearing this voice, Kadafi's expression shifted unpredictably. His former confidence vanished as he exclaimed, "This… could it be that old fellow is still alive?!"
"Forbidden Curse — Heavenly Kingdom's Sorrowful Rainbow!"
That mysterious voice changed, now filled with solemnity and gravity, as if pronouncing judgment on all the world's sins, yet also harboring compassion for all living beings.
Suddenly, in the sky, a blazing sun rose, completely replacing the dimness cast by the vast insect tide, illuminating everything with crystal clarity.
At the heart of the blazing sun, a grand and sacred gate stood open, unleashing boundless light that flooded heaven and earth.
Rainbow light, fine as silk, poured down from the Ninth Heaven.
The immeasurable radiance formed countless sun-altars, layered one atop another, floating in the sky, as though stacked into a sacred mountain, with the chants of billions of worshippers echoing.
Each sun-altar was composed of tens of thousands of strands of rainbow light, tilting and cascading, their flowing brilliance like flying waterfalls. Layer upon layer they rose, and the rare rainbow seen after rain now seemed the most ordinary ornament within the heavenly altars.
Above the sky of Time-Space Town, a holy hall appeared, rainbow lights crisscrossing, waterfalls spilling silver, as if in an instant there had arisen a glorious palace comparable to a giant human city; evil demons and monstrous spirits had nowhere to hide!!
The heavenly kingdom's rainbow light descended like a curtain of waterfalls, billions of rays falling, each one like a spear that pierced through the world, destroying all without exception.
In the dome of the sky, as though the heavens were devoured by the rainbow light, there appeared an incomparably vast hole.
Silver, gold, copper, and multicolored light transformed into rivers of radiance hotter than molten lava, fiercer than giant waves, wantonly annihilating every single insect gu in the mortal realm, leaving none behind.
"Ahhh!!"
At the very center, Kadafi, bearing the brunt of the Forbidden Curse's greatest might, let out a miserable scream. From his pupils, from his ears, from his face, from his throat, divine light-incantations burst forth, striking together against the pitch-black demonic shadow of the Evil-Eyed Insect Emperor!
This elder suffered unbearable pain; the six-eyed evil insect emperor's black shadow in his pupils and behind him was erased inch by inch.
Lu Jun stood there in shock, bathed in sunlight — this was a Light-element Forbidden Curse magic, the Heavenly Kingdom's Sorrowful Rainbow.
Originally, he had thought he might have to wait until the Sea Demon Empire appeared before he could witness the might of a Forbidden Curse; he had not expected to see it in this strange space-time.
Even the spots on his hands caused by the erosion of the ancient royal battle robe faded away one by one; the negative emotions in the depths of his spirit and subconscious were dispelled, his whole person greatly relaxed, a burden lifted from his heart. The effect was even more astonishing than the purification of the Light-element Calamity-bearer, Lu Weixi.
This alone had extended his healthy lifespan by several months at the very least.
When the immeasurable light before his eyes faded away, the city was spotless, filled with the warm scent of sunlight after being thoroughly sun-dried, the air fresh and clear. All the insect corpses, under the Forbidden Curse, had turned to ashes and been purified once again.
Those poisoned Advanced Mages regained their normal complexions, while Kadafi and more than a dozen black-robed Advanced mages of the Poison Institute had all vanished without a trace.
If it weren't for the collapsed buildings and traces of battle all over the city, and the many fallen mages, one would not have believed that an insect tide had just broken out.
Having survived the disaster, the Incan mages who had come to their senses rejoiced, cheering loudly and singing the victory of the Elder Council.
But Elder Mina felt no joy at all — only sorrow in his heart. He knew that with that Forbidden Curse wielder's lifespan, he was already unable to wield magic; this time, making a move likely meant he did not have long to live.
As the last trump card that would not be played unless in absolute desperation, it had now been tested out by the Amazon Empire. They had no more hidden cards, and the date of their destruction drew ever closer.
He did not speak much more — surviving another disaster was, at least, worth celebrating.
Mina's gaze swept to Lu Jun in the distance, and he said in a deep voice: "Little Lu Jun, whether you are ready or not, we must begin the experiment."
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