PDLP Chapter 243 What have you been researching all these years?
Chapter 243 What have you been researching all these years?
The news spread very quickly.
Even before any official announcement was made regarding their arrival in the New World, related videos had already spread to every corner of the globe through various channels.
On social media, images of mushroom clouds rising after a nuclear explosion and cities reduced to ruins were being shared wildly.
The comments section was filled with shock.
"My God, what on earth happened in the New World?!"
"That's... a nuclear bomb? They used a nuclear bomb?!"
"What is that snake in the video? Is it an alien creature?"
"Wake up, upstairs! Those are extraordinary beings! Real extraordinary beings!"
"..."
The discussions were overwhelming, but they were quickly drowned out by new information.
The New World Paranormal Research Bureau issued an official statement less than an hour after the incident.
The announcement was very short, consisting of only a few words—
[Statement Regarding the Incident in Catana Today: At approximately 3:00 AM local time, an awakened natural spirit invaded the city of Catana, causing significant casualties and property damage. After assessing the situation, the military decided to use unconventional weapons to eliminate the spirit. The spirit has now been confirmed dead. This incident has resulted in approximately 300,000 casualties; the exact number is still being tallied. This is a formal announcement.]
Upon the release of this announcement, all supernatural organizations around the world fell silent.
Three hundred thousand people were injured or killed.
A city was razed to the ground.
This is the price of killing a god.
And this price is unaffordable for 99% of the countries on Earth.
Europa, headquarters of the Church of Holy Light.
In the enormous conference hall, the Pope sat in the main seat, his hands folded on his knees, his face as pale as paper.
The fifteen cardinals sat upright, each with an undisguised look of horror on their faces.
On the large screen in front of them, images transmitted from the New World were playing on a loop.
The flash of a nuclear explosion.
A mushroom cloud soaring into the sky.
A city that was razed to the ground.
And there was that giant snake lying motionless on the ground.
"Seventy-five times..."
A cardinal murmured, "Seventy-five times the standard value of the divine realm... and this is the damage it caused..."
He didn't finish speaking, but everyone understood what he meant.
A newly revived natural spirit forced the New World to use nuclear weapons, resulting in 300,000 casualties.
What if it's even stronger?
One hundred times?
Two hundred times?
Five hundred times?
The atmosphere in the conference hall grew increasingly tense.
Some began to pray quietly, while others clutched their crosses tightly to their chests. Everyone was grateful that the glory of the Lord was still protecting them.
The Pope sat there, without saying a word.
But his mind was racing.
Seventy-five times.
This number reminded him of something.
He turned his head and looked at the silent four-winged angel beside him.
The power of that natural spirit in the New World is among the angels of the Lord who descended upon the Church of Holy Light…
Second only to the leading four-winged angel!
The Pope's heart skipped a beat.
Doesn't this mean...?
If the Four-Winged Angel were to descend upon the New World, the New World could cause the Four-Winged Angel to perish, provided it was willing to pay the price.
The moment the thought crossed his mind, a cold sweat broke out on the Pope's back.
He subconsciously looked towards the east.
That place is Daxia.
If even the New World can use such methods to kill four-winged angels...
What about the Great Xia?
The Great Xia, which had already subtly usurped the position of the strongest nation in the New World before the advent of the mythical era?
Not to mention...
There is still an unfathomable being in the Great Xia Dynasty.
As the Pope thought about this, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up inside him.
He glanced at the silent four-winged angel beside him and prayed silently, asking the Lord to forgive his disrespect.
At this moment, the four-winged angel stared at the frozen image on the screen, his eyes filled with deep apprehension.
That natural spirit was quite powerful, ranking among the middle-level gods, but now... it has fallen to a weapon made by humans!
Even though this nature spirit was weakened because it slaughtered humans on a massive scale...
But this was something He couldn't have imagined before He fell asleep.
In those days, humans were like ants before the gods.
But now...
These ants have already killed God!
The four-winged angel felt a surge of indescribable emotion.
There was some apprehension.
Be vigilant.
There's still a sliver...
Even He Himself is unwilling to admit it...
disturbed.
He turned his head and looked at the Pope.
"What have you been researching all these years?"
The Pope was taken aback by the question. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin.
However, the four-winged angel didn't seem to be expecting an answer from the Pope.
He was silent for a few seconds, then spoke again.
"If we remove the influence of extraordinary factors, how does Great Xia compare to the New World?"
The Pope was taken aback.
He hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"Great Xia is stronger."
The four-winged angel fell silent upon hearing this.
He stood there, motionless, like a statue.
The light in those blurry eyes flickered uncertainly.
a long time.
He spoke slowly.
"I believe the church needs more preparation in order to better spread the glory of the Lord."
He paused.
"Until everything is ready, continue with your previous foreign policy strategy."
The Pope was taken aback by what he heard.
Should we continue with the previous strategy?
feigning compliance?
Waiting for the right opportunity?
Before he could ask, the four-winged angel had already vanished.
……
Great Xia, the headquarters of the Night Watch.
President Qin stood in front of the large screen in the command center, remaining silent for a long time.
Behind him, a dozen people sat upright, not daring to breathe.
"President Qin."
The head of the monitoring department walked over quickly, holding a newly printed report in his hand.
"The preliminary analysis results for the situation in the New World are in."
President Qin took the report and quickly glanced through it.
Then, his brows furrowed even more.
"Seventy-five times the standard value of the Dao Integration Realm... eight nuclear bombs with a yield of one million kilotons each... 300,000 casualties..."
He looked up at the head of the monitoring department.
"Is that snake really dead?"
Don't get lost while following the story; bookmark it and read it anytime: "How Did I Become a Dao Ancestor While Selling Peach Wood Swords on Live Stream?"
The head of the monitoring department nodded.
"According to energy monitoring data, the life signs of that natural spirit have completely disappeared."
"It can be confirmed that he/she is dead."
President Qin remained silent for a few seconds.
Then, he suddenly laughed.
"The New World has suffered considerable losses this time."
He paused.
"Three hundred thousand casualties, a city razed to the ground, eight nuclear bombs..."
"This is the price of killing a god."
He said this in a very calm tone.
But to the people present, it had a different flavor.
To kill a god like a giant serpent requires such a great price.
What if it's an even stronger being?
What price will be required?
No one dared to think about it.
"President Qin."
At this moment, a senior executive stood up and asked cautiously.
"How should we deal with the situation in the New World?"
President Qin thought about it.
"Just report it truthfully."
He paused.
"At the same time, strengthen border security."
"Report any abnormalities immediately."
"yes!"
The higher-up responded and turned to relay the order.
President Qin stood there, staring at the images on the big screen, and remained silent for a long time.
"They're just some demons and monsters, nothing to be afraid of."
After a long while, he murmured.
"Master Li...you are right."
"Those things are indeed nothing to fear."
"but……"
He paused, then didn't continue.
……
Qingfeng Temple.
Late at night.
The moon hung in the sky, casting a silvery glow across the ground.
In the courtyard, Li Jun sat at the stone table, holding a cup of tea in his hand.
The old Taoist priest was already asleep.
Little Lingxi is asleep too.
The courtyard was quiet, with only the chirping of insects rising and falling.
Li Jun looked up at the sky.
The sky was clear and the stars were bright.
But at this moment, he had no mind to appreciate the beautiful scenery. His mind was filled with the phone call from President Qin earlier and the overwhelming discussions online.
Just then, I heard soft footsteps behind me.
Li Jun turned his head to look.
Xiao Lingxi was standing at the door, rubbing her eyes, still half asleep.
"Master..."
She called out softly.
Lingxi can't sleep.
Li Jun smiled.
"Come and sit down."
Xiao Lingxi walked over, climbed onto the stone bench, and sat next to Li Jun.
She tilted her little face up and looked at the sky.
"Master, why are there so many stars in the sky?"
Li Jun thought about it.
"Because there are gods in heaven."
Little Lingxi's eyes lit up.
"A deity? Like Master?"
Li Jun was stunned for a moment.
Then he laughed.
"Master is not a god."
Little Lingxi tilted her head.
"Then what is a master?"
Li Jun remained silent for a second.
Then, he said seriously.
"My master is a Taoist priest."
Xiao Lingxi nodded as if she understood but not quite.
Then he asked, "What is a Taoist priest?"
Li Jun thought about it.
"A Taoist priest is... someone who cultivates themselves."
"Those who cultivate themselves can protect those they wish to protect."
Little Lingxi's eyes shone even brighter.
"Then Lingxi wants to become a Taoist priest too!"
"Lingxi must protect Grandpa! Protect Master!"
Looking at her earnest little face, Li Jun suddenly felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
He reached out and patted Xiao Lingxi's head.
"it is good."
Little Lingxi leaned against Li Jun, tilting her little face up to continue looking at the stars.
After watching for a while, I closed my eyes again, feeling drowsy.
Soon, the sound of even breathing could be heard.
Li Jun looked down at the little one in his arms, a slight smile curving his lips.
This little guy is quite clingy.
He stood up, picked up Xiao Lingxi, and walked into the house.
Put her on the bed and cover her with the blanket.
Xiao Lingxi rolled over and mumbled something under her breath.
"Master... Star..."
Li Jun smiled.
Then he closed the door and turned to go back to his room.
Suddenly, he stopped.
Look up at the sky.
A cloud is slowly drifting across the sky.
It's very ordinary, nothing special.
But Li Jun could sense that something was watching him from behind that cloud.
That feeling of being watched has returned.
Li Jun squinted, staring at the cloud.
Then he spoke.
"Have you seen enough?"
The sound was very soft.
But it spread very far.
Far above the clouds, far beyond the sky.
The cloud suddenly trembled.
Then, that prying gaze vanished instantly.
at the same time.
Takamagahara, Ten-Iwato.
Inside the temple, Amaterasu sat in the main seat, her face grim.
He just sent a wisp of his divine thought to spy on the situation in Great Xia.
As a result, it was discovered.
Not only were they discovered, but they were also warned.
"Have you seen enough?"
Those four words, spoken lightly, struck His soul like a heavy hammer.
Amaterasu's face was extremely pale, and a trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
"Big sister, what's wrong?"
Seeing that He was not in a good state, Tsukuyomi asked a question.
Amaterasu remained silent for a while.
Then, He slowly spoke.
"That being from Great Xia is even stronger than I imagined."
Tsukuyomi was taken aback.
You mean...
"I just went to spy on them," Amaterasu interrupted Him. "I was discovered."
Tsukuyomi's eyes widened.
The older sister went to spy, but was discovered?
Amaterasu ignored Tsukuyomi's reaction and continued:
"Summon the gods immediately; our plan cannot be delayed any longer."
The exciting chapter "Chapter 243 What have you been researching all these years?" is now available online. Click to read it now!