Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 50: Times Have Changed
Guanyin Mountain.

Guanyin Mountain was formerly known as Bali Fen Mountain. This is because hundreds of years ago, a tribe called Bali Fen lived in this mountain. However, as time passed, Bali Fen Mountain became Guanyin Mountain, and this excellent terrain and environment attracted a large number of local burial sites.

Guanyin Mountain is still Guanyin Mountain.

However, Bali Fenshan has probably become Bali Fenshan.

As Baiyaki flapped its wings and approached Guanyin Mountain, layers upon layers of thick miasma silently gathered in the sky. Even in broad daylight, tiny insects still swarmed and flew within the misty clouds. Wisps of malevolent energy lingered in the air, accompanied by the occasional soft chewing sounds.

This final hurdle doesn't seem easy to overcome. And beneath the clouds, among the mountains, corpses, awakened by poisonous insects, wander aimlessly along the mountain paths.

Little Shiyin is still asleep and will likely not wake up easily before reaching her destination.

“I guess the talismans we have will come in handy at this time.” Yu Zhiwei surveyed the dense miasma covering the entire sky in the distance. “Although this isn’t Chenjia Village yet, it’s clearly also shrouded in evil energy. The talismans might be able to fool them. Anyway, we have five talismans and six people, so leaving one person outside won’t be a problem.”

“It’s better to use the designated area’s items in the appropriate area,” Jacob waved his hand. He stood on Byaki’s back and stretched his limbs slightly. “I’ve been chanting scriptures all night, my bones are all soft, why don’t I give it a try?”

"You can handle this?" Yu Zhiwei glanced at him, then subconsciously looked at Xiao Shiyin. "...Is it related to your major?"

She was likely referring to stealing the divine power from Xiao Shiyin, which would undoubtedly be a monumental feat worthy of a top bunk in Karthus—the extent of which is debatable, but it would certainly be astonishing. If someone were to actually attempt it, they would surely become a legend passed down through the ages, and even throughout all the realms of existence.

Fortunately, there aren't any idiots here who would betray someone in front of them.

“I’m not that reckless.” Jacob raised his hand slightly forward. As a radiance appeared in his palm, the chief god’s explanation of the enhanced blasphemous sacrifice echoed in the memories of the Celestial Team members.

The biggest difference between a blasphemous priest and a priest is that the latter's spells must be purchased separately with additional money. The former, however, can directly steal the divine power of the gods to obtain a series of pre-packaged divine spells. The risk is high, but the rewards are equally substantial. Although the blasphemous priest himself doesn't know what divine spells he will gain before stealing the divine power, as long as he plans the divine domain of the target beforehand, he can generally satisfy his needs.

Tyr is the god of fairness and justice. His divine power is more inclined towards punishment than protection.

As a B-rank blasphemous priest, Jacob's highest level of divine magic is...

"Seventh Ring Divine Art: Flame Storm!"

The flames suddenly shot up.

A blazing, scorching, and pure white flame filled with a sacred aura.

It burst forth from directly above the dense miasma and spread in all directions in an instant. As the shroud on Jacob's body emitted a dim golden light, the fire field, which originally had a burning area of ​​no more than half an acre, suddenly expanded, extended, and surged toward more distant boundaries.

The seventh-ring firestorm thus manifested the effect of the eighth-ring Burning Cloud spell. Under Jacob's will, it rolled back and forth across the mountains, repeatedly rubbing against them. Each trajectory charred and carbonized thousands upon thousands of miasma and poisonous insects. And at the moment the divine spell ended, nearly half of the miasma clouds covering the entire Guanyin Mountain had been sheared away, and even the enormous Guanyin statue deep within the mountains became faintly visible.

"Phew..." A smile appeared on Jacob's lips as he raised his hand to wipe away a few beads of sweat from his forehead. Even if the casting range and duration were expanded by reducing the destructive power, the long spellcasting time did indeed mean a huge drain on energy.

"I'll take a break, then I'll do it again in a few minutes—"

His voice froze there.

Because right before his eyes, the miasma swarm that had been reduced by half was being repaired and replenished at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only was its pitch-black color restored, but it was even slightly increased. And in the next moment, the swarm of insects boiled.

'Peng——'

A black cloud of miasma and insects swarmed upwards. Then—

Pounced empty.

Byakki's teleportation function came into play here.

When time and space stabilized again, the Celestial Team's reincarnators had already moved to the top of an open hill several kilometers away. Their reaction was quite swift.

Jacob stared at the swarm of miasma insects in the distance, which were clearly showing him no respect. His face flushed, and his temples throbbed violently. He reached into his pocket, as if to pull out some great treasure. But before he could, he caught sight of Yu Zhiwei's smile.

"A drop in the ocean, huh?" I have to say, this guy can be really annoying sometimes.

Perhaps in a few seconds, the mysterious treasure in Jacob's pocket will come in handy on her forehead.

“Um… perhaps we could use incendiary bombs?” Valentina tried to prepare a staircase for descending the platform. “I previously purchased a small ammunition synthesis machine. Basically, as long as the ammunition doesn’t require branch lines, I can synthesize it directly by filling it with simple raw materials like metal and soil…”

Si Ming suddenly looked at her.

"Can we combine nuclear weapons?"

"Uh... it seems the most we can synthesize is a nuclear grenade. And it will take a very long time..."

Si Ming remembered that the miniature nuclear bomb cost D+500, with perhaps a few more reward points. Its effectiveness should be roughly equivalent to the one in the Star Wars movie.

It's a pity there were no leaks to drill.

But this interruption actually gave Jacob a way to save face and convince himself of his pride.

“A divine commission is indeed not something that can be easily completed.” He sighed, his face immediately regaining its usual gentle expression. “That Your Majesty asked us to escort His descendant to that mountain… Phew, it seems that I was able to make up for the battlefield I couldn’t intervene in last night.” However, Si Ming shook his head slightly.

“It doesn’t necessarily have to be a direct confrontation,” he said. “Perhaps we have an easier way.”

He reached into his dimensional ring and pulled out a cell phone.

It was a cell phone that he had picked up from the street in the city where no one wanted it.

He glanced at Jacob, who shrugged, indicating he should do as he pleased. So, in front of all the Celestial Team reincarnators, he dialed 110 on his phone.
Yu Zhiwei's eyes started twitching. As someone born in 07, she was speechless, wanting to say something but holding back.

However, less than two seconds later, the call was answered, but there was no response from the other end.

“I am a professor,” Si Ming said calmly. “I am a problem solver.”

"I need you to immediately provide a barrage of fire to the area where Guanyin Mountain is located. But do not damage the area where the Guanyin statue is located. Of course, if you have enough ammunition, you can also load the missiles with weed killer... no, just use pure firepower."

There was no reply from the other end, so he hung up the phone.

His companions looked at him, and the four of them were almost all staring at each other in bewilderment.

“Hmm…” Jacob said somewhat uncertainly. “I know the outside world will definitely take action, but aren’t you expecting too much from them? Generally speaking, they’ll hold meetings for at least half a month first. Even with the help of the true gods, it will still take at least a week, and then there’s the mobilization of troops…”

He's from Europe, which is normal.

Valentina looked completely bewildered.

"...Wait, Professor, you just called China? They actually verified your number right away instead of it being a scam? They reacted so quickly?"

"I have a feeling you're thinking something very impolite, Ranger." Yu Zhiwei, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly gave Valentina's boot a light kick. "In your eyes, is my motherland something so dull?"

"But before I came here, I saw that several cities in your country were so congested that accidents happened... didn't they? That city called Hanoi, oh, and that city called Seoul... My friend recommended a Chinese restaurant to me, and the curry and hand-pulled rice took forever to arrive..."

Yu Zhiwei's eyes widened slowly, and she opened her mouth again. She stared at Valentina before her, her delicate face gradually contorting in a state of collapse. Perhaps no one expected that this girl's first breach of defense would happen at this moment, here.

She took a deep breath... a really big one.

"Ranger." Anyone could tell she was making a considerable effort to suppress her emotions. "Have you been paying attention in your geography class...?"

"Sorry, I didn't major in geography in college... Is that something we usually study?"

It's as if an invisible string suddenly snapped.

Yu Zhiwei's face flushed red, then faded, and she slowly closed her eyes. She waved her hand and shook her head.

"...Did I say something wrong?" Valentina looked at her, somewhat bewildered. "Uh...when we get back, I'll treat you to curry?"

Her fair face flushed red once more. However, despite having so much to say, Yu Zhiwei could only utter weak, feeble words.

"Shut...up." Weak, but resolute.

“Oh…” Valentina lowered her head, looking aggrieved.

On the other side, Jacob's face was twitching as he tried hard to suppress his laughter. Meanwhile, Song Tian remained as indifferent as ever, and changed the subject in the most direct way.

"The bombing did not occur." He was stating a fact.

However, Si Ming only glanced at his phone and then shook his head.

"Don't rush, let the missile fly for a while."

One second, two seconds.

Suddenly, vast clusters of scarlet stars appeared on the other side of the sky.

Then...

'boom--! ! ! ’

Flames burst forth, and scorching clouds covered the entire mountain range.

Si Ming then raised his phone, which was displaying the time.

“It’s been 22 years now,” he said.

"Times have changed, everyone."

(End of this chapter)