Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 71 - 43 The Celebration Banquet and the Alley
71: Chapter 43: The Celebration Banquet and the Alley
71 -43: The Celebration Banquet and the Alley
One side was a superpower user capable of slaying dragons, and the other, an Impermanence Law Enforcer from the Creation Realm.
The top-notch duel between these two extraordinary powerhouses was spectacular.
They employed a variety of simplistic techniques including uppercuts, swing punches, stomps, elbow strikes, side kicks, and headbutts, accompanied by Mystical Spells that were strikingly similar to the cursing and swearing in a street fight, making it the highest quality one-on-one battle of the day.
The ultimate battle ended when the remaining two male members in the house each drew back, the man in the black coat had his eyes bruised blue, and the grey-haired man with glasses had his lips swollen; to an observer, it seemed a draw. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
They sat down by the dining table amidst the smirks and rolling eyes from others and casually began devouring their meals from the lunch boxes; by this time, Miss Qin was nearly finished with her twice-cooked pork.
“So,” Gongsun Ce opened a packet of sautéed green peppers and potatoes, frowned, and pushed it towards his elder brother, but it was sternly pushed back, “What exactly happened this time?”
In front of Yan Qi was a box of stir-fried bitter gourd with bean curd which he unhesitatingly swapped with the boiled beef that Shiyu Lianyi had just opened, leaving Mr.
Shiyu’s hand awkwardly suspended in mid-air with his chopsticks.
“Two matters got tangled,” Yan Qi spoke while eating, “The sealing’s efficacy has weakened; you’re not dim enough to fail to notice that, are you?”
“…I guessed as much.”
The increasingly frequent nightmares, always replaying the same event in the dreams.
Initially thought to be mere psychological trauma from the events, various treatments had been tried without any success.
By today, even a short nap in the afternoon would trigger those nightmares to recur.
Having ruled out all other possibilities, only one factor came to mind…
The cursed sword sealed within his heart was gradually exerting its influence.
“The hasty seal was never adequate, and since it can’t be mended, it must be removed and then sealed again, which means you need to die once,” he pointed at the young man opposite him with his chopsticks, “but I haven’t even started on that, when a gang of lunatics with the eye of the Netherworld Dragon showed up.
I negotiated with the Emperor for a long time before we just decided to handle it together.”
Gongsun Ce furrowed his brows, “Huh?
What are you saying?”
Yan Qi flicked his beef with the chopsticks, splattering chili oil everywhere, “Think, Gongsun kid.
Why prevent the Dragon Disaster?”
“Because the appearance of giant dragons causes irreversible destruction and, at the same time, conventional weapons cannot harm them…”
Humans are incapable of injuring dragons.
Except for the experts who practice the Dragon Slaying Skill and certain young people with superpowers that defy common sense.
“Things aren’t the same as they were three years ago; all the conditions needed to kill a giant dragon have been met, and it’s the Colored glaze Dragon you almost killed coming,” Yan Qi chewed his beef and laughed, “Ha!
I’ll tamper with the energy source, how can it survive and return?”
In the Sky Extreme’s Creation Realm mingled with the dragon phenomenon, his secretly set trap significantly worsened the already weakened state of the Colored glaze Dragon, and his Impermanence Skill turned the giant dragon into a mere sitting duck.
Thus, the only missing condition was the power to kill the giant dragon.
Conveniently, Sky Extreme was here precisely for that; everything was falling into place.
But this thought led to…
The grey-haired young man stood up leaning on the table, “Were you planning to use my heart to summon the Colored glaze Dragon all along?!”
Sky Extreme burst into laughter.
“With the perfect alignment of time, location, and people, how could we miss such an opportunity!
Even if by accident another regent arrived, we’d definitely slay it completely tonight!”
He threw down his chopsticks and stood up, “Don’t want to see the tragedy repeated?
What’s the use of stopping the descent of the dragon!
If it happens again in dozens or hundreds of years, where would we get such a chance again?
Kill all the dragons, and there will be no more Dragon Disasters!”
Yan Qi, like an orator, waved his hands as he shared his thoughts with the younger superpower users.
His eyes were filled with arrogance and conceit, but they also held an incredibly firm confidence.
This man was not deceiving himself, nor was he making excuses for his actions; he believed in his own words more than anyone and had turned his wild ideas into reality!
At this moment, he no longer looked like the uncouth ruffian he usually was but rather like a significant figure far beyond the reach of ordinary people—that was until Miss Qin put down her chopsticks and asked, “So, what’s the deal with the hearts of us superpower users?”
Yan Qi immediately reverted to his usual self, sat back on his stool, and, with his legs crossed, said, “What’s that got to do with me?”
Qin Qianbai silently flexed his knuckles, readying himself to assist.
An Empire expert lazily called out, “Mr.
Shiyu!”
Shiyu Lianyi, who was sullenly eating bitter gourd, looked up at his friends as usual and said, “What Mr.
Yan Qi means is, some things are better left unknown.
I think so too.”
Gongsun Ce pointed to himself, “Another question, whose heart did you just implant in me?”
The Creator Realm Mage, while picking his teeth, said, “Whose else could it be?
You think we put a dog’s heart in you?”
Mo Yuankai restrained the outraged superpower user.
Mr.
Shiyu seized the opportunity to hastily explain, “It should be a heart cloned from Gongsun’s genetic information, biologically identical to the original.
Who knows, it might even be healthier than the original?”
After receiving the somewhat vague explanation, his friends reluctantly nodded.
“Mr.
Shiyu, wearing that outfit and speaking in your normal tone makes it sound like you’re explaining your own delusional disorder.”
Qin Qianbai pulled out her phone and just happened to capture the moment Shiyu Lianyi raised his hand to stop her, “Post it on the school forum.”
“Good idea, go ahead, Miss!”
“No, don’t…”
Miss Qin put away her phone, thought for a moment, and said, “Send it to Kardesia instead.”
“Great idea, go ahead, Miss!”
“Spare me…”
In the face of his friends’ malicious taunting, Mr.
Shiyu raised both hands in surrender.
Yan Qi burst into weird laughter as he watched Mo Yuankai pick up a champagne bottle and fill five glasses.
“Alright.
Regardless, today’s affairs have finally concluded.
Saying we saved the world might be an exaggeration, but saying we saved the city is definitely appropriate.”
The information broker lifted his glass.
“There will always be many issues to address, but frowning won’t rid us of troubles, so let’s celebrate our victory for now.
After today, there will be no more Colored Glaze Disaster!”
Yan Qi took a glass and laughed, “See, everyone should learn from him.
To today’s victory!”
The five, with different expressions, clinked their glasses, producing a crisp sound.
It was unclear who led the call, but they started chanting together in the restaurant.
“To victory!”
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Compared to the brightly lit room, there were areas in the city engulfed in utter darkness.
They were the bowels of the earth, isolated laboratories, and also pitch-black, gloomy alleys.
A man in a long robe was strolling through the alley.
“Another Shiyu.”
He stopped in his tracks.
At the far end of the alley lay a woman with black hair, covered in numerous injuries.
Blood continuously seeped out from her wounds, and her strength drained away along with it, rendering her nearly unable to speak.
With her black eyes, she could only glare fiercely at the enemy who was approaching.
“I want to see you manifest.”
The man in the robe drew his long sword.
The blade was dim, the body of the sword yellowish, like a glow from the clouds at sunset, bewildering and vague, lingering in the viewers’ eyes just before fading.
He spoke to the woman who was barely clinging to life.
“Let’s fight.”
He did not aim the blade at his opponent but simply assumed a fighting stance.
The man’s face wore a gentle smile.
As though speaking to a small child, he repeated to the heavily wounded woman, who would not be surprising if she died in the next second,
“Let’s fight.”
“…Okay.”
Shiyu Ling struggled to get up.
This was exceedingly difficult for her in her current state; she tried several times and fell several times.
The man in the robe patiently waited, without uttering a single word of haste, until his opponent managed to stand up, drawing upon the power that sprung from her heart.
“Very good.”
He softly praised.
The dim light of the blade flashed past.
·
“Yawn~”
The blonde woman, wearing a top hat, yawned as she stepped out of her house.
Tonight, the Colored Glaze Disaster struck the city.
This should have been an event that impacted countless lives.
Unexpectedly, just ten minutes later, the giant dragon died right before everyone’s eyes.
Living in the Fixed Wing District, she didn’t even react immediately to what had happened.
She just heard a massive sound from underground and a burst of light nearby.
Could it be a dragon?
She called Lianyi, but nobody answered.
Her concern for her friend and internal curiosity overcame her fear, and she hurriedly headed towards the central district…
And then she was stopped on the street by some stern-faced people in gray clothes.
That made sense, government wouldn’t let locals interfere…
No amount of griping could justify obstructing relief efforts due to personal interests.
Later, Lianyi called, saying she had just sheltered from the disaster with two other people, secretly having some fun…
After scolding her friend, she put away her phone with relief and looked up to see a magnificent sight of a red-black cross in the sky.
What a beautiful sight.
Unfortunately, being pulled aside for checks by the people in gray wasn’t quite as romantic after that.
Thinking about it on the bright side was good, too.
Having the checks done early meant she wouldn’t have to be dragged out of her house in the middle of the night like other witnesses.
Consoling herself with words a young man with gray hair might say, she reluctantly returned home, only to remember that her fridge had been empty since that morning.
She had a habit of drinking a glass of milk before bed.
Thus, the blonde, taking off her top hat and yawning, headed downstairs towards the convenience store.
“It’s so boring~ Why didn’t those three guys take me with them…?”
Her nose twitched.
She seemed to smell something odd.
An iron-like scent that shouldn’t be here.
What could it be?
Following the scent’s source, she found, in the depths of the roadside flowerbed, a black and heavily injured woman.
A narrow, long wound crossed her entire body, nearly causing her internal organs to spill out.
She didn’t panic or scream but just took the woman’s wrist, feeling a very faint pulse.
Lianyi’s power was only mind sensing; even he couldn’t handle this kind of situation.
The two idiots lived in Thorn District, and by the time they got there, the body would be cold.
The one who could hope to save her now was…
She rapidly typed a number and softly said, “Hey, senior?
Where are you at?…
Just finished a call in Fixed Wing District?
That’s great~!
I just found someone nearly dead outside my home, the injury is…
Uh huh, I’ll start first aid…
Remote guidance please…
Thanks, senior!”
Kardesia, smiling, got busy with a mix of concern for the stranger’s safety and pleasure at the thought.
Good.
She had finally encountered something interesting!
