Chapter 49 Speculation
October of the Great Pirate Era 49
Camedor City —
Under the relentless calamities, the city is no longer as prosperous as it once was, and the monument in the center of the square, symbolizing the victory against the demons, has long since collapsed.
Thick, dark clouds gathered in the sky, almost blocking out every ray of sunlight, and countless pebbles and grains of sand were sent flying into the air from the violently shaking earth.
The city of Camedor is facing its third calamity, and also the second time the Golden Rat has passed through the city…
Countless spells were poured onto this land, and the powerful fissures had already torn the earth to shreds, with screams and wails rising and falling.
Golden streaks of light weaved through the ruins and canyons formed by the fissures in the ground, their sharp edges mercilessly reaping everything in their path.
Several pale-faced figures were also torn to pieces under such an attack, but no blood spurted from their shattered bodies.
His severed hand instinctively grasped the flesh beside it, and a mouth slowly split open in the center of his palm.
"Plop...plop..."
A platinum-colored cloak of justice billowed in the aftershocks, and beneath dark red clothing, two large hands were placed on their hips. A hint of doubt flickered in the newcomer's amber eyes.
Ye Feng raised his head slightly, looking at the golden light that suddenly surged into the sky and the countless corpses of those infected and turned into black ratmen, and clenched his fists angrily.
His gaze shifted, and he clutched his chest before glancing at the more composed Cliff beside him: "This damn rat is a real headache. How many times have we dealt with it?"
"Boom... Boom..."
The asphalt beneath my feet seemed to unfurl tiny, fine lines, lines that carried a tremor from the depths of the earth, stretching into the depths of my mind…
"Sizzle..."
"This is the third time!"
The dust that rushed towards them froze before it even touched their collars. Aston slowly walked towards them, casually mentioning something.
"Pat-pat...pat-pat..."
Blood rained down from the sky, and all the magicians suspended in the air were cut in half at the waist by the golden rat.
The three of them hated that stinky rat so much it was itching to bite it. It would travel through the world whenever it had nothing better to do, causing destruction along the way.
The economic losses caused by the last direct breach through the human capital were incalculable. Fortunately, this time it was discovered in advance because the Holy Armor Priests had troops stationed there.
The powerful figures from various factions gathered here for only one purpose.
Take it down! Skin it alive!
...
"This is a battle where the entire world is risking its honor. If the world's strongest warriors are gathered together and still can't defeat a rat, then it would be a disgrace!"
"This is hilarious! You know what, even the Pope came! What will the believers think if that rat bites the Pope?! (winking emoji)"
"Wrong, wrong, wrong! It doesn't include the four at sea! If we lose, it's the mainland that loses face, what does it have to do with the sea?"
"Oh no...! The big rat is coming!"
...
The viewers in the live stream were all making fun of the battle, and a large number of comments were cheering that the rat was finally about to die.
However, a small number of people still held onto a sliver of hope, expecting that this rat would kill everyone and then end the second test.
"Sizzle..."
"Boom—!"
The golden lightning flashed and disappeared in an instant, landing where the three had been standing. The violent explosion accelerated the collapse of the ground.
The moment the golden rat's paw touched the ground, the earth within a radius of a thousand miles collapsed instantly.
"Smack—!"
Countless bolts of lightning surged from the enormous void below, spreading indiscriminately across the battlefield along with the squeaking of rats.
"Oh dear... still so troublesome." Cliff casually dodged the attacks with his arms crossed, then turned his head and clicked his tongue in amazement.
Countless magic circles enveloped the sky, and a continuous stream of attacks crashed down to the earth, yet the golden rat was able to walk on air!
It skillfully dodged the dense attacks, its long, sharp claws reaping lives one after another as it evaded.
He dodged the oncoming wind blades to the side, and with a flick of his cloak, a massive amount of fire element overflowed without any concealment, instantly turning the land within a hundred miles into lava.
The sudden change threw the golden rat into disarray, and it was instantly targeted by a barrage of attacks, sending it flying thousands of meters away.
"Strange, if it's just an ordinary fissure, how could it be this deep?" Ye Feng's brows furrowed with a long-lost look of doubt as he raised his hand to gradually expand the area covered by the magma.
Pushing up his sunglasses, Cliff put his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes in surprise: "Your external magic didn't even reach its full potential?"
"Crack—!"
The icy tornado that descended from the sky instantly divided the battlefield into two worlds of ice and fire. Aston stared at Ye Feng in disbelief: "It's already nearly 40,000 meters, and we still haven't reached the bottom!?"
"Heavenly Sword from the Clouds!"
Cliff's shout abruptly interrupted their attempt to continue their conversation.
"clang--!"
Golden light coalesced into a long, slender golden sword, which he used to deflect the golden rat's oncoming claws with a single, wielding motion.
The immense force blasted the surrounding area into a vacuum, and it wasn't until the fire support from above arrived that the golden rat was forced back once again.
"Sizzle..."
With a slight lift of his right foot, black and red lightning quickly gathered. Cliff pretended to be deep in thought as he looked down into the abyss: "This is a bit scary. What's down there?"
"Ugh...!"
His eyes widened suddenly, and Ye Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "The instant my magic power reached its limit, I could feel another magical force acting on me, also observing..."
"squeak--!"
The words abruptly stopped, and the golden rat once again descended upon the crowd from above with overwhelming force.
"bump--!"
With a kick he had been preparing in advance, the solid sole of his shoe struck the rat's face, and black and red lightning burst forth.
"null--!"
With this earth-shattering kick, several teeth flew through the air and were carried into the ground by the subsequent barrage of fire.
"What do you mean?" Cliff brushed the dust off his trouser legs and looked at Ye Feng with obvious curiosity.
With his eyes closed in thought, he made his judgment based on his intuition: "It's a bit like a mirror... The power is exactly the same as the magic you release, as if it's being reflected back."
"..."
"You mean what's down there isn't..." Cliff pursed his lips, his eyes suddenly flickering.
"A magical relic left over from the first test?" A cold breath brushed past his nose, and Aston quickly followed up with his question.
Touching his chin, Ye Feng decisively ruled out this possibility: "No, it's unlikely."
"Fragments of the Dead Sea Scrolls?" Aston, with his expression unchanged, raised this guess again.
"good…"
Nodding in agreement, Ye Feng's sharp gaze swept over the pale corpses below, which looked like walking dead.
Following his gaze, the two asked almost simultaneously, "Since it's something so important, shouldn't we also get rid of some of the bloodsucking worms?"
"No need. If we fail to investigate the source privately and act rashly, the insects will only hide even more thoroughly." Ye Feng decisively waved his hand, rejecting the two's suggestion, a hint of contempt flashing across his eyes.
"Just leave it alone?" Aston shrugged.
Looking towards the Holy Armored Priests who were engaged in fierce battle thousands of miles away, Ye Feng immediately snorted coldly: "The Holy See loves to do this kind of thing. Let them handle it. Our Magic Corridor still needs time to recover."
"roar--!"
As a large number of mages of considerable skill were infected and turned into black ratmen, a dark mass of attacks quickly approached the three.
"Get rid of it!" Ye Feng lit a cigarette with a contented look and gave Cliff a knowing glance.
Cliff bent his knees and flew into the sky, pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes twitching intentionally or unintentionally: "Oh my... it seems some players are making a big move, I'm actually a little scared."
"The Eight-Span Curved Jewel!