PDLP Chapter 246 Listen, gentlemen—the song of cherry blossoms' national demise and extinction!
Chapter 246 Listen, gentlemen—the song of cherry blossoms' national demise and extinction!
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The same thing is happening at shrines all over the country of cherry blossoms.
Inside the shrine, the priests are holding a ceremony.
They thought this was a prayer for the country of cherry blossoms.
They believed this was a gift from the gods to the land of cherry blossoms.
But the moment the blood sacrifice array was activated, they realized...
I was scammed.
They were frozen in place, unable to move.
Life force was frantically drained from the body, rushing upwards along the runes and surging into the cracks in the sky.
"No! Don't!"
An old priest screamed, tears streaming down his wrinkled face.
"I dedicated my entire life to the shrine! Why! Why are you doing this to me?!"
No one answered him.
His voice echoed through the empty shrine before gradually fading away.
His body grew older and more withered.
Finally, it turned into a handful of dust.
Only the white priest's robe remained on the ground.
The same applies to other shrines.
The young priests, the old priests, the newly initiated apprentices...
They all died in despair.
No one can escape.
At that moment, the believers kneeling outside the various shrines were all dumbfounded.
They stared, mouths agape, at the empty clothes, their minds blank.
"What... what exactly is going on?"
"Why...why would the gods do this?"
No one could answer them.
Just then, the earth began to tremble.
It wasn't the kind of shaking you feel in an earthquake, but rather a rhythmic, increasingly intense shaking.
It's as if something is awakening underground.
"Look! In the sky!"
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone looked up.
Then they saw it.
In the sky, streaks of red light appeared, converging from all directions and intertwining to form a massive array.
The formation covered the entire Cherry Blossom Country, from south to north, and from east to west.
"What is that?"
"I don't know... but I feel... really bad..."
The voice just fell.
boom!
A terrifying force poured down from the formation.
Then, everyone felt something being drawn out of their bodies.
"No! Don't!"
"Help! Someone please save us!"
"Gods! Why are you treating us like this?!"
Cries, screams, and curses echoed through the sky.
But no one could save them.
Because that power comes from Takamagahara.
It comes from the gods they have worshipped for thousands of years.
The very gods they once worshipped and prayed to are now draining their lives, their souls, and everything they have.
No one can escape.
Because the blood sacrifice array not only covered the shrine, but also the entire country of cherry blossoms.
Ordinary people are also experiencing the same nightmare.
In Kyoto, on the once bustling streets, people are running frantically.
They didn't know what had happened.
All they know is that their bodies are aging rapidly.
The child aged like an old person.
The young people became as withered as dead wood.
The old man turned directly into dust.
"Help! Someone please help me!"
A young woman knelt on the ground, looking at her wrinkled hands, and cried out in despair.
Her voice quickly became hoarse and then disappeared.
Her body fell to the ground and turned to dust.
The man beside her wanted to help her up, but his own hands were also becoming dry.
He knelt on the ground, looking at the spot where the woman had disappeared, tears silently streaming down his face.
Then, he too turned to dust.
The streets were covered in dust.
Clothes were scattered everywhere.
Those once vibrant lives are now reduced to these few.
This proves that they once existed.
Osaka, in a school.
The children are having class in the classroom.
The teacher was standing on the podium, talking about something.
Suddenly, a child fell to the ground.
The teacher rushed over to help the child up.
But the moment her hand touched the child's body, the child's body turned into a handful of dust.
The teacher was stunned.
She stared at the dust in her hand, her mind blank.
Then, more children fell ill.
One by one.
One by one.
Everything turned to dust before her eyes.
The teacher knelt on the ground, hugging the dust, and cried her heart out.
"No...no..."
Her voice echoed in the empty classroom.
Then, she collapsed herself.
Turned to dust.
Together with those children.
……
The same scene was playing out throughout the entire Cherry Blossom Country.
Cities, villages, mountains, plains, seaside, islands...
In every corner, in every place, people are dying.
Life is slipping away.
The earth was trembling.
The sky is crying.
A crimson light enveloped the entire Cherry Blossom Country.
The blood sacrifice arrays that were spread throughout every corner of the Sakura Kingdom were fully activated.
Crimson light surged from the ground, illuminating the night sky.
Within the light, countless runes flowed.
Those runes, ancient and malevolent, exuded a strong aura of death.
Countless stolen life forces and souls converged, forming blood-red rivers that surged upstream and poured into the cracks in the sky.
And those blood-red rivers continue to surge toward the cracks in the sky.
Those cracks are expanding at a visible rate.
From the sea level in the east to the end of the mountains in the west.
It stretches across the entire sky.
Behind the crack, Takamagahara is descending.
Through the crack, you can vaguely see something.
A shattered palace.
Dead trees.
Scattered wreckage.
and also……
Some figures that were faintly visible.
Those figures were tall and imposing.
But at this moment, their bodies are covered in wounds.
Some were missing arms, some were missing legs, and some were missing half of their bodies.
They hovered in the crack, looking down at the land below that was being sacrificed with blood.
There was no pity in his eyes.
Only indifference.
Only greed.
Their aura grew stronger and stronger.
Their bodies are recovering.
Those severed limbs are regrowing.
Those broken divine bodies are healing.
Those dying souls are becoming strong again.
The blood sacrifice is working.
The life force of the entire Cherry Blossom Kingdom is being absorbed by the Cherry Blossom Gods.
Tens of millions of lives are becoming nourishment for them to regain their strength.
at last.
boom!
The first crack appeared, and the entire structure split open.
A giant hand emerged from the crack.
The hand was tens of meters long, with dark red skin covered in fine scales and sharp nails.
It gripped the edge of the crack and tore it apart with force.
Click!
The crack was torn open into an even larger opening.
Then, a huge figure emerged from the crack.
That was a deity.
A true god.
It was a hundred meters tall, covered in dark red scales, with two huge horns on its head and blood-red flames burning in its eyes.
He stood in the sky, looking down at the earth below.
There was no expression on that face.
Only indifference.
He opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
The life essence that surged up from the blood sacrifice array was absorbed into His body.
His aura began to rise again.
It's getting stronger and stronger, more and more terrifying.
Similar scenes are playing out in the cracks across the land of cherry blossoms.
One deity after another emerged from the crack.
Their figures varied in stature, some tall, some short, some handsome, and some ugly.
But they all have one thing in common...
indifferent.
They are indifferent to those who are dying below.
Indifference towards this land that is being sacrificed with blood.
Indifferent to everything.
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