Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 5 The electric light dancing at my fingertips is my unwavering faith.

The little girl stared blankly at the handsome, androgynous boy before her, her amethyst eyes filled with confusion.

This "older sister"—no, older brother—wasn't afraid at all upon hearing the word "demon race," but rather... a little excited?

Could he have lost his mind?

Just then, she suddenly noticed the purple lightning crackling on Moonbeam's arm.

Fine lightning snakes slithered across the boy's palm, and the silver coin trembled violently under the pull of the lightning power.

"Swish—"

The bushes shook violently, and a group of men in black filed out.

They were exceptionally tall, and at close range, the moonlight clearly saw their true faces:
Its body was covered in thick black fur, and its ferocious yellow eyes gleamed with a menacing light.

Demon Bear Clan!
However, unlike the hungry bears near Jialing Pass, these bears clearly possess higher intelligence—of course, at the cost of generally only having a third-tier strength.

"Lightning flashes at your fingertips," Moonlight murmured as she tossed the silver coin high into the air.

In an instant, violent lightning exploded around him, eventually converging between his right thumb and forefinger.

"It is my unwavering belief in this life!"

"Super electromagnetic gun!"

The moment the silver coin fell, a blinding torrent of lightning shot out from the boy's fingertips.

"boom--!!!"

The entire forest lost its color at that moment, leaving only an all-consuming, blazing white light!

As the blinding white light gradually faded, the little girl opened her eyes with trembling hands, and the sight before her made her pupils shrink sharply—

The once dense forest was forcibly torn apart, creating a vacuum passage three meters in diameter, with red sparks still rising from the broken tree trunks at the edges.

The spot where the demonic bears once stood is now just a charred crater, with scattered, broken limbs all around.

【How is this possible?!】

The little girl opened her mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.

"Hold on tight, we need to run for our lives," Yuehui suddenly said seriously, her previous composure completely gone.

【Huh? 】

The little girl tilted her head in confusion, not understanding why the boy who had just displayed such power suddenly wanted to run away.

"Ow—!"

Just then, a agonizing roar came from the bottom of the charred pit. Two charred blackened demonic bears struggled to crawl out—

One arm was severed, and the other had a large, gaping wound on its waist. Despite its serious injuries, its ferocity remained undiminished!
At this moment, after unleashing that [Super Railgun], Yuehui had exhausted his inner spiritual power.

—If we don't run now, when will we?

(It's so exciting to show off and then run away!)
Just as Yuehui was about to make a run for it with the little girl, a white figure silently blocked their path.

It was a man in white with a cold and stern face. What was most striking about him were his eyes, which were devoid of any emotion—the whites of his eyes were black, with almost gray pupils embedded in them.

Her shoulder-length black hair was casually tied back, giving her an aura that kept strangers at bay.

The man in white glanced indifferently at Yuehui and the little girl he was carrying.

Suddenly, a thousand icy lights burst forth from his chest, instantly annihilating the surviving demon bears in the pit. Then, his lifeless gray eyes stared straight at the moonlight.

"you"

"I am Yuehui from the Magic Temple, and my master is Li Zhengzhi!" Yuehui introduced himself first, speaking so fast it sounded like he was chanting a spell.

The man in white's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and he swallowed back the words that were about to come out. He turned to the little girl: "It's time to go back."

The little girl made several hand gestures with determination.

"The Assassin's Temple never owes favors," the man in white said coldly. "The thank-you gift will be sent to the Magic Temple."

Having received the promise, the little girl jumped off Moonbeam's back. She waved her little hand at Moonbeam and parted her lips slightly:
"Goodbye, sister~" "It's brother!" Yuehui corrected for the nth time.

The little girl smiled slyly, then was led by the man in white and disappeared into the woods in an instant.

"That must be Sheng Cai'er, right? She's quite cute." Yuehui muttered, rubbing her chin. "It's just that the uncle in white had such fierce eyes."

Looking at the mess he had created, Moonbeam turned and walked towards Bright Moon City.

A moment later, a handsome young man carrying a basket of wild vegetables arrived at the scene. Staring at the wreckage and the still-smoldering embers, he stood frozen in shock.
"What exactly happened here?"

……

Bright Moon City, Knights' Branch Hall.

Nalan Shu carefully examined the gold-edged letter in his hand, his thick eyebrows slightly raised.

After confirming that everything was correct, he carefully folded the letter and put it into his pocket.

"Follow me." The voice of the knight branch clerk was deep and powerful, carrying the moonlight as he walked through the long corridor and into a collection room filled with historical atmosphere.

The collection room displays a variety of antiques, from mottled armor to yellowed scrolls, each seemingly telling a story of the past.

Among the many items in the collection, only a handful emitted a faint magical fluctuation.

Nalan Shu walked straight to the innermost display stand, where a slender sword with an elegant design lay quietly.

The sword has a long and sleek blade, with a thumb-sized purple crystal embedded in the hilt, which emits mysterious lightning even in the dimly lit room.

Nalan Shu gently stroked the blade with his fingers and said in a deep voice, "This sword is called 'Thunder'. It is said to be a relic from a glorious era. It should have been an epic-level weapon, but unfortunately, time has eroded it, and now it only has the power of a spirit demon."

He paused, his gaze falling on the purple crystal: "Because no one can resonate with its lightning-type spiritual power, it has become a collectible."

Having said that, Nalan Shu picked up the longsword with one hand and steadily handed it to Yuehui: "Now, it's yours."

The moment Yuehui took the longsword, her arm suddenly felt heavy.

This seemingly light rapier weighs as much as three Saints!

A hint of surprise flashed in Nalan Shu's eyes. He knew better than anyone that it would take at least fifty points of external spiritual power to pick up this sword, and more than seventy points to wield it freely.

This seemingly frail boy from the magic temple actually possesses such astonishing physical abilities!
"Thank you, Lord Nalan," Yuehui said.

He could sense the lightning element fluctuations of the Thunder Sword.

Although the energy has been depleted over the long years, the essence remains. If the lightning element of that gem can be replenished, it will be possible.

This Thunderclap might just recreate the true appearance of that glorious era.

……

Inside the main hall of the Assassin's Temple, the dim candlelight cast flickering shadows on the stone walls.

After hearing the white-robed man's report, Sheng Yue was somewhat surprised: "That old man Li Zhengzhi's grandson saved Cai'er?"

“Indeed.” The man in white stood with his head bowed, a flicker of emotion flashing in his gray pupils. “That young man went to great lengths, even using a precious magic scroll, to protect Cai’er.”

Saint Moon's silvery-white eyebrows were slightly raised.

A brief silence fell over the hall, broken only by the faint sound of burning candle wicks.

“In that case,” Sheng Yue suddenly spoke, her voice like sandpaper scraping, “let’s give this to him.”

Saint Moon took out a thin book from her bosom, but the cover had four large characters written in gilded gold.

"graft"

The author has not forgotten the plot of the forget-me-not ring.

I just feel that it's a bit abrupt to fall in love with someone based on just one rescue.

So I made a slight change.

When the author first read *The Seal*, he really liked the character of Sheng Cai'er and wanted to improve her further.

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