128: Chapter 128 Awakening

The Silver Badge of the Twelve Zodiacs stepped forward. He had previously called Wang Lin a "God of Slaughter" in front of everyone, only to be mocked by all.

Now, standing straight with his back rigid, he spoke in a loud voice: "What did I tell you? I said he was a God of Slaughter! And you didn't believe me!"

He pointed at everyone who had mocked Wang Lin, his voice rising even higher: "Do you believe it now?"

No one answered him, because no one dared to.

They could only lower their heads, blushing, pretending they hadn't said anything just moments ago.

The clown from the Circus stepped forward and said to Wang Lin: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have laughed at you. You are the true God of Slaughter."

He bowed, and the people behind him followed suit, one after another.

Wang Lin had already demonstrated his strength; they could not afford to offend him. Rather than turning into enemies, it was better to bury the hatchet now.

Although a bit embarrassing, given Wang Lin's strength, he was worth such treatment.

Wang Lin looked at them and said indifferently: "Get up. I don't blame you."

Jin Yuanbao's eyes sparkled: "Brother Wang, what was that move you just used? You know, that glowing ball?"

Wang Lin looked at him: "What? You want to learn? If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Jin Yuanbao's eyes brightened even more: "You can really teach me?"

"No..."

"Why?"

"Because you're too fat."

"What's wrong with being fat? Can't fat people learn? Do fat people not have human rights?"

"Yes..."

"Brother Wang, you've gone too far!"

At this moment, the ruby that had fallen to the ground emitted a blinding light.

The gem flew up from the ground, hovering in mid-air, spinning and emitting a buzzing sound.

The blood on the ground suddenly began to move, as if drawn by something, flying toward the gem.

The blood coalesced in the air, turning into thin red streams that flowed toward the gem and were absorbed into it.

Even the corpses lying on the ground had their flesh stripped away; muscles, organs, and blood all flew toward the gem.

In the end, only white skeletons remained.

Watching the horrific scene before them, everyone was shocked.

Night Owl was the first to react, shouting at the crowd: "No good! It's absorbing flesh and blood! We must destroy the gem!"

The people around them suddenly snapped out of it and began to attack the gem one after another.

But those attacks landed on the gem like raindrops on a stone, without causing a single ripple.

The gem remained completely unmoved.

Not long after, the gem had absorbed all the flesh and blood on the ground.

It slowly flew back to the stone wall, embedding itself into the position of that person's heart.

Then, his heart began to beat.

"Thump—thump—thump—", the sound grew louder and louder, like the beat of a war drum.

Lu Zhiyi's face turned grim: "Everyone be careful, it seems he is about to resurrect!"

Everyone stared intently at the person tied to the tree.

The stone wall began to crack, and vines fell off the wall like broken ropes.

Those Superpower symbols fell off the painting, floated in the air for a while, and then dimmed.

The person tied to the tree moved, and then opened his eyes.

Those pitch-black eyes were like two bottomless abysses.

His gaze shifted away from the stone wall, slowly sweeping across the entire hall: "Hundreds of years... finally, I am free..."

At this moment, his body fell from the high place and landed on the ground.

The Progenitor stood up, his legs still a bit weak, his body still swaying slightly.

He looked sharply ahead, spread his five fingers, palm facing forward, and an invisible force surged from his palm.

An LV5 Esper's body jolted, as if grabbed by the throat by an invisible hand, and flew toward The Progenitor.

He was grabbed by The Progenitor, who pressed his palm onto the Esper's head.

Suddenly, the man's eyes widened, his pupils contracting violently.

Then his eyes rolled back, and his body went limp.

"Has it been so long? Everything has changed; this world has changed so much..."

"The High Priest was right; I have indeed lived for several centuries. Now I must complete my mission."

The Progenitor looked at the crowd again, his gaze finally landing on Wang Lin.

When Wang Lin was looked at by him, every hair on his body stood on end, as if he had been electrocuted, and his body instinctively took a step back.

His heart rate accelerated, his breathing became rapid, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

He could not defeat this person; he was more terrifying than an LV8, more terrifying than an LV9, more terrifying than any enemy he had ever seen.

Because he was the source of Superpower, the ancestor of all Espers, a monster that had lived for several centuries.

The Progenitor stepped forward, walking toward the crowd, each step feeling like it was stomping on someone's heart.

Someone shouted: "He is a monster! Attack him quickly!"

Fireballs, ice blades, Wind Blades, lightning, stone cones—lights of various colors smashed toward The Progenitor from all directions, like a rainstorm, like a net.

But those attacks landed on The Progenitor and were absorbed by the Superpower symbols surrounding him.

Those symbols that had originally dimmed lit up again the moment the attacks landed on him.

Some glowed with red light, which was fire; some glowed with blue light, which was frost; some glowed with cyan light, which was wind.

A faint seven-colored light emanated from The Progenitor's body, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Thank you for returning the power to me."

Night Owl's voice rang out: "Stop quickly! He is absorbing our Superpower!"

Only then did everyone react, and all stopped their attacks.

Lu Zhiyi's voice came from behind: "Since Superpower doesn't work, then use physical attacks!"

Lu Zhiyi drew her sword and rushed toward The Progenitor like a silver bolt of lightning.

Her sword slashed toward The Progenitor's neck, carrying her pride and dignity as a Sacred Court Knight.

Just as Lu Zhiyi's sword was about to strike The Progenitor, a wall of air condensed from the atmosphere blocked her.

The sword struck the air wall, emitting a crisp sound.

Lu Zhiyi's hand went numb, her body lost balance, and she staggered back a step.

"This is... Qi... Impossible... How can you use Qi..."

The Progenitor looked at her: "Your Qi is too weak."

He raised his hand, and a bolt of purple lightning shot from his fingertips, the current traveling along the sword blade to Lu Zhiyi's body.

Lu Zhiyi's body stiffened violently, her hair stood on end, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed. Electric currents were still jumping on her silver armor, crackling and popping.

The Progenitor withdrew his hand and continued walking toward the crowd, each step feeling like it was stomping on everyone's heart.

Slowly, some people began to flee toward the back.

But they could not escape, because for those who tried to flee, a Superpower would land on them.

Some were hit by fireballs and burned all over; some were pierced by ice cones and fell to the ground convulsing; some were hit by water arrows, their bodies sent flying and crashing into the wall.

Screams echoed in the hall, like pigs being slaughtered.

Those who did not run stood rooted to the spot, like soulless husks, only able to stand there and wait for death.