Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 431 Under the Starry Sky (XIV)

A pure white meteor streaked across the night sky and fell straight to the sea level.

The dark tide surged, one wave after another, covering her head several times, and was pushed aside by her. Her almost snow-white skin was so conspicuous in the darkness, just like the dark red scarf formed a sharp contrast with her body.

Her head was once again covered by the black waves, and she accidentally choked on a mouthful of dark element. She coughed violently, but the sticky liquid burned her trachea, and it rushed into her stomach even more.

After a while, severe pain spread throughout her body, as if it was going to tear her flesh apart.

The dark blue hair was filled with dark elements and turned into violet. New cracks continued to appear on the skin. These cracks absorbed some of the dark elements of the dark tide and healed soon.

Faintly, she saw two huge humanoid figures flying in the air, seemingly staring at her.

The desire to survive drove her to stretch out her hand from the mud and ask for help from the gods in the sky.

But the two gods ignored her cries for help, and were indifferent to the devastation of the lives beneath their feet. She wanted to save something, but she forgot how to use her power, and couldn't even save herself.

A glittering silver wheelchair suddenly emerged from the endless black waves. She grabbed the wheelchair and used its buoyancy to overcome the surging waves around her and swam to what looked like land. After fighting the waves for a long time, the wheelchair finally felt something solid hitting it. She pushed the wheelchair ashore with all her strength, holding on to the land with both hands to prevent herself from being pushed away from the shore by the waves. The rough land scratched her skin, leaving several bright red spots, which were then quietly wiped away by the dark red scarf.

She tried to prop herself up, but her limbs had forgotten how to walk on the ground, so she could only hold the wheelchair armrests and push forward while moving her body. The bloodstains spread from her palms to her arms, from her knees to her entire legs, and finally attacked her torso.

The blood stained the earth.

The earth also permeated the body that was struggling to crawl on it, until the body was completely assimilated by this world.

She realized that she would not be in danger even if she lay still, so she turned over and looked up at the sky to count the stars. Unfortunately, the night sky was dark and there was not a single star to be seen.

"Save us..."

“We want to survive…”

"What did we do wrong? Why is the Dark Tide trying to destroy us again?"

"Oh God, oh God! How long will you wait before you are willing to lend a helping hand to your people!"

"Why did you abandon us?"

She heard it.

Hear the cry of humanity.

The chaotic voices included those of women, men, old and young, which made her feel uneasy.

She is watching, she is listening.

what can I do?

What can I do for them?

What should I do for them?

I must do something for them!

Since God has abandoned mankind, she will lead the remaining survivors to walk on in a land without God!

This is not her mission, but she will take the initiative to take on everything. She can hear people's prayers, shouts, and cries, so let her respond!

She raised her hand again and stretched it towards the night sky. Her arm was covered in blood and scars, no longer as flawless as when she came. She looked so pitiful, but still did not get any response from the gods.

In other words, God would never respond to humans from the beginning.

The only one who can save humanity is humanity itself.

Only humans themselves can make humans happy.

The duty of gods is to stand aside and watch. If humans try to interfere in the human world, they will do their utmost to kill gods without leaving any room for them.

Even in times of danger, man and God cannot go hand in hand.

Therefore, the final response to her was still not from the two gods in the sky, one black and one white, but from a piece of silver-white vine. The vine stretched out from her back, forming the skeleton of half of the wing; the ice crystals all over it melted and spread rapidly, turning into distinct white feathers.

Half-wing pulled the body off the land and into the air. The body looked down and saw the dark tide ruthlessly destroying all the houses. Several pillars leading to the sky also collapsed under the scouring, and the fragments were swallowed up by the dark tide, leaving no debris.

A woman tried her best to hold up the baby in her arms, enduring the severe pain of being swallowed by the dark tide. The baby girl in the cradle cried loudly. Not long ago, she had just brushed shoulders with death because of her mother's one-sided thought.

A red moon rose from the sea level, and a swordsman was pulled out from the muddy darkness. The swordsman had split the tide of darkness countless times for the women who had fled, until he fainted from exhaustion...

She is watching, she is listening.

"Let me do it..."

The blood on her hands had not yet dried, and drops of blood fell from her fingertips. The moment they left her body, they turned into a cluster of white flames, lightly clinging to the surface of the sea.

The second drop, the third drop, the fourth drop... She almost drained all the blood she could use and drew a huge hexagram on the surface of the dark tide. Runes made up of Chinese characters flowed from her fingertips and were continuously imprinted around the hexagram.

The forgotten instinct was picked up by her during this process. She began to urge the endless white flames in her body to form more runes at a faster speed, densely filling the entire hexagram. The space around the hexagram had long been fully utilized by her, but she did not stop, and continued to use the lines to connect or strengthen each instruction.

"I will save you!"

After setting the last pattern, she suddenly raised her hands with her palms facing up!

The dark tide that was raging on the world stopped at that moment.

He spread his hands to the sides, and the dark tide dissipated instantly.

She made the motion of catching the moon from the bottom of the sea again, and those thick dark elements gathered and compressed into the air, turning into the shape of a spire.

The spire spun around, making a sharp humming sound, and its speed kept increasing. Until at some point, she could no longer control the spire, and the object made of dark elements flew up into the sky and disappeared into the night.

A strange roar was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart. She spurted blood on the spot, and the half of her wings behind her could not maintain their shape, and her body fell straight down like it came.

The black god finally moved.

The mechanical tentacles gently caught her and carefully placed her on the wheelchair. The tall figure knelt on one knee, the light in his eyes faded, a door opened on his chest, and a slender figure slowly walked out from inside.

Oh, it turns out that even gods are mechanical creations driven by humans.

The figure glanced at her, took out a cloak from somewhere and covered her, and took out the scarf that was previously used to cover the body, folded it, and carefully wrapped it around her neck. She touched the scarf, it was warm and soft, and there was a cute sparrow brooch on one end.

For some reason, as long as she had this scarf on her body, she felt very safe and her eyes softened immediately.