Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 43 - The First Battle

That light possesses power.

The wide-area purification spell instantly covered the large crowd in front of them.

The next moment, those who had been shouting and rushing towards the reincarnators suddenly froze, then lost control of their momentum and fell to the ground in a haphazard manner. Some were stunned on the spot, while others screamed in terror and frantically patted themselves.

“The purification spell worked,” Jacob said quickly, pure light once again appearing in his hands. “It seems it’s not a true deity. Not even a godlike power.”

The crowd continued to surge forward, and Yu Zhiwei raised her hand, aimed at the densest part of the crowd, and fired a shot.

A grenade filled with holy water and possessing a powerful atomizing effect exploded suddenly above the crowd.

The mist sprayed out, and the people splashed by the atomized holy water all shuddered. A clear light shone in their eyes, but after a few seconds, confusion returned.

"Holy water is effective, but not very effective. Hmm... is it a matter of dosage and duration?"

“It’s more likely a regional difference.” Several talismans appeared in Si Ming’s hand, which began to burn intensely the moment they were exposed to the air. With a casual wave of his hand, these talismans, enveloped in battle aura, floated to the crowd on the other side and played a significant role at that moment.

"It's just an ordinary evil spirit, not a created entity governed by rules. Sufficient quantity can solve everything. So what we need to do is act as quickly as possible and cut off its source of power."

The communication was completed in an instant. Jacob understood, and his body immediately released a pure light that was held back but not yet released. A tremendous power was gathering in his hands, which were in a prayer position, but it would take some time, though not a long one, to release it.

He didn't specify the time, but it was definitely more than a minute. The sense of crisis gathering around them suddenly increased, and the next moment, something abruptly materialized from the sky and crashed down towards the group of reincarnators!

It was a hand. A pale, broken, decaying, and blood-stained semi-spiritual giant hand, its palm as large as half a basketball court. And it was incredibly fast; in an instant, it almost touched the ground where the reincarnators were.

Curses and hatred rang out, accompanied by countless whispers that suddenly rose in the air. Every floating speck of dust seemed to be telling the same story, and its contents were clearly presented to the ears of every living being who was still conscious.

All things reveal your name.

Those awakened by purification spells or talismans had their eyes clouded once more. Their lips moved, about to utter the words that would cost them their lives.

'drink--!'

Five-colored sword light leaped up.

A fierce burst of blood and qi suddenly erupted from Song Tian's body—like a colorless rainbow crashing into the sky. The next moment, the pale, half-spirited, half-solid hand exploded with a crack under the blade's slicing light!
A sharp scream rang out.

It sounded like some giant insect, emitting a shocked cry of being wounded from a hidden corner. Anger outweighed fear, yet the blade of light shooting into the sky continued its relentless advance.

Until it tears, until it pierces through, until it falls apart.

Si Ming frowned slightly, and four cloaked spirit flayers appeared around him. The next moment, an invisible psychic barrier rose up, blocking all the putrid blood that was splattering everywhere due to the shattering of the spiritized giant hand. In an instant, the spiritized matter rapidly dissolved as it expanded with the psychic power.

One of the universal rules of the Infinite Worldview is that telekinesis has a certain degree of innate ability to restrain ghosts and evil spirits.

The next moment, another pale, ethereal arm suddenly emerged from a nearby high-rise building and was pulverized into dust by the telekinetic impact he guided.

He solved one.

On the other side, another giant, spiritualized hand vanished before it could even take shape, right before Yu Zhiwei's eyes.

Three hands.

A cry of pain, even more profound than before, echoed from the void.

The invisible sense of crisis subsided slightly at that moment, and Si Ming turned his head slightly.

"I remember this thing had six arms? Or eight?"

The correct answer is eight, but two of them need to maintain the cursed hand seal and may not be able to move.

perhaps.

Perhaps it symbolizes more.

Valentina continued to protect the little girl. She nodded when Siming looked over. The next moment, the little girl was telekinetically transported to Siming's side. Valentina's figure then disappeared again into the fluttering cloak.

One second, two seconds.

Suddenly, six pale, semi-spiritual giant hands appeared on the ground, in the skyscrapers, and in the sky, pressing down simultaneously towards the direction where the Celestial Team Reincarnators were located!

They were faster and stronger. Three of them still bore the marks of being cut and shredded, yet they showed signs of rapid healing and repair the moment they were swung.

The mind flayer's immense psychic power receded, transforming into a solid and stable defense. Yu Zhiwei also gripped her seemingly useless scepter tightly, a glimmer of light emanating from her eyes.

Then--

A window of a nearby building suddenly shattered. A man covered in sacrificial scriptures was violently thrown out of the window. Even in mid-air, he maintained the gesture of forming cursed hand seals. His eyes were filled with fanaticism rather than emptiness, and he let out a hysterical roar before crashing into the psychic barrier.

"Misfortune and fortune are interdependent! Life and death are determined by one's name!"

"Kill him," Si Ming gave the clear order. At the same instant, another window nearby suddenly exploded open. This time, two fanatics covered in scriptures were thrown out, and a thin line of swords trailed closely behind them.

The line sliced ​​through their bodies and moved rapidly through the air, spinning quickly around the neck of the first person thrown out, while Valentina's invisible figure crashed into the building on the other side.

A voice rang out—Valentina's voice in the team channel. It was her whisper, a recounting of her gains.

"Cultist cultist, 20!"

—[Kill one cultist and gain 20 reward points.]

Severe infection, incurable.

The moment they were slain by Valentina, the six gigantic, spirit-like hands that had been unleashed from six directions suddenly weakened. What might have previously been able to shake the psychic shield now couldn't even create a ripple on the barrier. Yu Zhiwei simply waved her scepter, and the six gigantic, spirit-like hands snapped and fell to the ground.

They fell to the ground, transforming into a deadly poison that could corrode large pits into cement and asphalt with a sizzling sound. At that very moment, Jacob suddenly raised his head.

"In the name of the God of Justice, I bless this land. No evil may set foot here, and all who submit to darkness shall be punished!"

Sixth Ring Divine Art, Holy Abode. He enhanced the spell's effectiveness and range of influence through chanting and energy accumulation.

Pure white light then burst forth from beneath his feet and rapidly spread in all directions.

A sudden gust of wind blew.

The air seemed to be filled with a scorching, foul stench.

The pure white light swept over the four spirit flayers around Si Ming, and the specially treated, jet-black cloaks covering them immediately burst forth with black mist.

They were then recalled, returning to the summoning space before they were destroyed. And the pure white light continued to push outward under Jacob's spell.

Fifty meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters—this enhanced Holy Abode spell extended its coverage radius to a full half-mile before finally stopping. The next moment, all the frenzied crowd covered by the Holy Abode spell screamed as thick black mist spewed from their faces!

They awoke, the evil curse within them expelled. From within the crowd, several people, dressed in heavy, thick clothing, emitted inhuman shrieks, like those of some insect or wild beast. Their bodies exploded in the holy light, and the dispersing blood mist rapidly converged towards the expelled black cursed mist.

Sure enough.

The Great Black Buddha Mother had successfully escaped six years ago, and during those six years, she must have made many arrangements. That's why she was able to stir up the world at this moment.

The next moment, the thick black smoke that was constantly evaporating and melting within the Holy Abode merged and mixed rapidly with the blood mist emanating from the bodies of the evil cultists.

A massive form was then constructed.

It was ferocious, enormous, and terrifying. Before it had even fully appeared, those who had regained consciousness under the Holy Abode Technique screamed in pain and fear.

An avatar. A powerful avatar that can still exist within the range of the Holy Abode Technique.

Explosions and crashes echoed from nearby buildings, and several more cultists died by Valentina's sword before they could even be sacrificed. Song Tian suddenly stepped forward, unleashing another powerful, five-colored blade strike from afar.

'Clang—!' It struck its target, but only produced a sharp, metallic clang. The formed evil avatar possessed a hardness even greater than that of a steel colossus. The attack landed, yet only left a shallow wound.

“Attribute restraint.” Song Tian’s eyes narrowed. “The flesh and blood of evil spirits are not within the five elements, so it’s difficult to force a breakthrough?”

Si Ming, standing beside him, simply chuckled softly.

"Then try increasing the force a little more."

He had already prepared the gun—no, not the gun. It was a shoulder-mounted railgun that he had acquired along with the fusion gun, but which he could hardly find suitable targets for.

The bullet is loaded, and the charge is full. The gun's sights are already anchored to the target.

The next moment, the eight-armed demonic statue fully materialized amidst the boiling red and black—

'Om—'

One shot, headshot.

The headless evil spirit disintegrated in the air, and the sonic boom caused by the tearing of the air roared around Si Ming along with the air blast.

ended.

Accompanied by a piercing scream that echoed through the sky, like the howl of a night owl, the Celestial Team Reincarnators finally heard the unified declaration of the Supreme God.

— [Defeat the 'Great Black Buddha Mother' incarnation. All participants will receive 2 D-rank side quests and 1500 reward points.]

It's a small success, but it's a great start.

The evil and ominous aura that had enveloped the city quickly dissipated. Soon, the city was filled with cries, screams, and panicked, bewildered sounds.

It can be considered a genuine display of everyday life.

(End of this chapter)