317: The impact of the Thunder

As the words fell.

That grand consciousness receded like a tide, leaving no trace behind.

Lin Yu floated in the silent air, remaining motionless for a long time.

Mark of Thunder?

Divine Revelation?

Sovereign of Thunder?

What was all this?

Was it an event that would inevitably be triggered after his Lightning Spell broke through to the 'Origin' stage? Or... something else?

He slowly raised his right hand.

A faint, silver-white arc of electricity danced quietly at his fingertips.

It was faint, yet it contained a texture completely different from before.

An ancient, pure sense of destruction and rebirth originating from the very beginning of the universe.

Mark of Thunder.

Divine Revelation.

The Sole Sovereign of Thunder.

The information left by that grand consciousness flowed slowly through Lin Yu's mind.

This seemed to be a brand new path of advancement, independent of the Professional system.

A path leading to... the Divine Throne.

And the key to opening this path was that trillion-fold amplified Lightning Spell from just now.

Forget it, I'll think about it later.

It's enough.

The purpose of this test has been completely achieved.

Not only did he figure out his current limit of combat power, but he also unexpectedly opened a brand new Growth route.

With a thought from Lin Yu, the massive energy surrounding him, enough to distort space, quietly dissipated.

The pressure around him vanished, and he slowly descended from the high altitude toward the ground.

The wind whistled in his ears.

His gaze swept over the area below.

The entire Black Market was like an oil painting that had been paused.

Dead silence.

Absolute dead silence.

On the streets and in the shops, thousands upon thousands of people maintained the same posture.

They tilted their heads back, mouths agape, staring blankly at the massive, smooth hole in the dome, and at the azure sky that had returned outside the hole.

Some were slumped on the ground, some leaned against walls, and some even remained frozen in a running posture.

Their consciousness had clearly not yet returned from those world-destroying thirty seconds.

Lin Yu's figure silently blended into the shadows of the buildings during his descent.

His feet landed lightly on the ground without making a sound.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone had yet to recover from the extreme shock, he flickered a few times and returned to the entrance of the building where he lived... the entrance of the Insect Dwelling.

The Lobby Manager in his suit was standing frozen in an extremely distorted posture.

His upper body was leaned back, his head almost touching his spine, and his mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg.

His body was trembling slightly, not from fear, but from a nervous system disorder caused by the brain's information processing overload.

Many of them would never have imagined in their entire lives that they would witness such world-ending level activity with their own eyes.

But he saw it.

Not only that, he saw much more than the average person.

Just a short while ago.

He had personally seen that young guest who had stayed for a long time, who looked ordinary and had even gone out to buy a bunch of breakfast a few days ago, kick open his room door.

Then, that person rushed out.

Then, that person took flight from the spot.

Then, that person poked a hole in the sky.

Then, that person used lightning to wash the sky of the entire world.

The entire process was smooth and seamless, done in one go.

The Lobby Manager, who was used to the killing and fighting in the Black Market and considered himself somewhat worldly, was completely dumbfounded.

What... what kind of operation was this?

Is this something a carbon-based lifeform can pull off?

Going out for breakfast a few days ago, and going out to destroy the world today?

Was some key plot skipped in between?

His brain had completely turned into a mess of mush.

Just then.

A figure flashed past the edge of his frozen vision.

It was that man.

He was back.

He walked with a composed pace, as if he had just gone out for a stroll and happened to drop off some trash.

Lin Yu walked past the Lobby Manager without even giving him a second glance.

It wasn't until the heavy room door closed behind him with a 'click' that the Lobby Manager's body suddenly jerked.

He stiffly, inch by inch, turned his neck back.

He stared straight at the closed door, his body trembling even more violently.

An absurdly ridiculous yet incredibly real thought exploded in his mind.

What kind of thing... had he been a waiter for before?

...At the same time.

Black Market, Central Management Tower, top floor.

Chen Ao, who was slumped on the floor, finally regained a bit of strength.

He scrambled up from the cold floor using both hands and feet, leaning against the massive office desk as he gasped for breath.

He was soaked in cold sweat, and his heart was still twitching frantically.

Trembling, he looked out the window.

The sky had returned to calm, as if the thunderous feast that had covered the globe just now was merely an illusion.

But the massive hole in the dome and the despondent crowds on the streets all silently spoke of how real everything that had just happened was.

Chen Ao's Adam's apple bobbed.

He remembered the thunder that had covered all of Linzhou City a few days ago.

At that time, he thought that was already a god-like power.

He thought that was that gentleman's full strength.

So he feared, he submitted, and he treated that gentleman like an ancestor.

Now he understood.

Just how ridiculously wrong he was.

How was that his full strength?

That was f*cking holding back!

And he held back ninety-nine percent! No, he held back ninety-nine point nine nine nine nine percent!

The previous thunder only covered one city.

But just now, according to the data, it was the entire Blue Planet!

What kind of concept was that?

Chen Ao's brain could no longer process a gap of this level.

He only knew that his previous guesses about this gentleman's strength were laughably small.

The number one person in Linzhou City?

An Abyss Domain expert?

In the face of that world-ending natural disaster just now, they were all f*cking nothing!

Who exactly was he?

Could a guy like that be unknown?

...Fangs Special Operations Team, Headquarters Base.

On the massive helipad, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

Qin Zhan and a dozen fully armed core members of Fangs stood silently, everyone maintaining the same posture, looking up at the azure sky that had returned to calm.

Yet on everyone's face, there remained a solemnity and shock that could not fade.

Just a few minutes ago, that sky was occupied by endless silver-white thunder.

It didn't just cover a city.

It covered the entire Blue Planet.

A global natural disaster that lasted for a full thirty seconds.

Power of this level had completely exceeded the cognitive range of even these so-called top human combatants.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps broke the dead silence.

A researcher in a white coat with messy hair came stumbling out of the research building behind them, clutching a data tablet tightly. Because he had run too fast, he was panting heavily.