Who says a sickly daughter can’t break through the weirdness?

Arcana Moon

This is the characteristic of the "Moon Card", which allows one to maintain a certain degree of rationality even in a state of severe pollution.

"Qiyin!"

"Qiyin, are you okay?!"

"Wake up, don't scare me..."

Almost at the same time, the voices of Tang Miao and Lin Qiutang suddenly rang in his ears.

Their voices were like guiding lights in the darkness, forcibly pulling Shen Qinyin back from her hallucinations.

Shen Qinyin stared blankly ahead, while Tang Miao and Lin Qiutang were surrounding her with worried looks on their faces.

Kana leaned against the door, her face as pale as paper, and the purple silk threads seemed to be about to lose control, entangled in her arms and body.

Cognitive pollution has become so severe that it has begun to tamper with my own consciousness...

The scenes I dreamed of before were all distorted products of my polluted cognition. If the Moon Card hadn't worked, I would probably have ended up in the underworld.

Realizing this, Shen Qiyin forced herself not to faint, and said weakly: "Why did you come out? Go back quickly, back to Titan, hold on for as long as you can..."

"Qiyin, we are inside Titan..."

Tang Miao's face was pale, and he said bitterly, "You have been unconscious for more than three hours, and your anti-magic armor has reached its limit, but there is still a long time before sunrise..."

"I, was dizzy for so long?"

Shen Qinyin's eyes widened, and her weak face showed a look of surprise.

In other words, Titan has reached its limit under the erosion of the Black Tide and the Ghost Tide.

Now they are really at the end of their rope.

Shen Qiyin couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's all because of my misjudgment that you suffered this disaster. It would have been better if we had left earlier."

"Don't be silly. Who could have predicted that the military would suddenly drop a nuclear bomb on Huaibei Province?"

Lin Qiutang showed an open-minded look, hugged Shen Qiyin, and pressed his cheek against hers. "At least, we can die together, and we will have company on the road to the underworld. I hope my sister won't blame me for not protecting you well..."

"I think so too." Tang Miao also hugged Shen Qiyin tightly, "Qiyin, if it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. Now, every day I live is a blessing. It is a very lucky thing for me to die with you~"

"...Don't say such stupid things."

Shen Qinyin felt helpless. Mona transformed into a black cat and climbed onto her, meowing as if promising that he would not abandon her.

Seeing this scene, even though she was in the abyss of despair, Shen Qiyin still felt extremely relieved.

Everyone is so warm...

Such a warm place, am I going to lose it at this time?

She suddenly wanted to cry, and at the same moment she realized that when people are truly desperate, even their cries are silent.

why?

Why didn’t despair take away their optimism?

Why are these idiots still laughing?

Why...let this warmth die in my arms?

I, don't agree...

I don’t agree!!

Shen Qinyin let out a heart-wrenching cry in her heart. She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails almost dug into her flesh and bones!

There must be a way, there must be a way—

【Om! 】

As if responding to her determination, the notebook in her mind, at this moment, opened a new page:

Arcana: The Fool

[Level: 2 stars → 3 stars]

Obtain Desire Stone: 300

[Current Desire Stone: 490]

You are the beginning of everything and the end of everything.

The enlightenment and determination you gain will sustain you to the end.

[Ability Acquired: Megadragon (Lv.MAX)]

[Megiddorawon: Consume all your mental energy to unleash an extremely powerful universal attack, causing shocking damage to all enemies!]

【Note: Damage intensity is proportional to mental power consumption.】

At this critical juncture, the hint from the notebook was like an ice pick piercing Shen Qinyin's brain, making her numb thoughts become extremely clear.

Yeah, how could I forget...

My cognition is just polluted, but my mental strength has not been depleted too much.

As long as I use all my mental strength to use this move...

It can be reversed!!

Shen Qinyin closed her eyes, and the power in her body began to gather towards her palm as if instinctively.

The exquisite runes took shape bit by bit, and the steaming and burning flames seemed to carve these obscure spells directly into her skin!

"rice."

"lucky."

"many."

"pull......"

Shen Qinyin chanted the spell word by word, and the power flowing in her body continued to accumulate, as if crushing the sun in her palm, forming a sign that nuclear fission in her palm was about to erupt!

"Ong!!"

[BOOM!!!]

The moment she blurted out the last word, a blazing white beam of light plummeted down from the sky with a crackling sound that burned the air!

The entire space was suddenly filled with dazzling golden light, and the ground was shaking wildly as if it had encountered a magnitude 10 earthquake. All the rubble was suspended in the air and shattered into powder in the strong light!

The forest seemed to be pressed into the ground by an invisible giant hand, the ancient trees were burned into charcoal by the scorching light, the dense trunks were broken in half like matchsticks, and the burning treetops were lifted high into the sky by the air waves.

The hillside looked like a scalp shaved by a razor. Under the light, the exposed rock formations melted into red and hot molten lava like candles.

The magma flowed down the ravines of the mountain, igniting everything along the way, like a blazing river of fire!

The ghost shadows densely wrapped around the Titan made crackling sounds as soon as they touched the edge of the light, like waste paper ignited by fire, turning into ashes inch by inch starting from the fingertips.

Countless twisted ghosts didn't even have a chance to struggle before they were evaporated into dust by the light!

Above the sky, the black sphere representing the Black Tide clone was the first to be hit. The moment the light hit the Black Tide clone, the layer of mucus on the surface exploded!

The black gelatinous substance that originally wrapped around the pile of corpses was jumping wildly like boiling oil poured into water. Each drop of mucus swelled into a bubble as big as a fist, and the black mucus burst out with crackling sounds and was quickly evaporated by the light!

Hundreds of thousands of corpses were set on fire at the same time, the fat in their bone marrow burned in the light, and the exposed piles of corpses began to peel off layer by layer.

The rotten corpses on the outermost layer seemed to suddenly come alive under the bombardment of Megathron, and hundreds of arms scratched out at the same time, as if trying to grab a life-saving straw, but the light mercilessly burned them into ashes.

The huge rock was thrown towards the center of the explosion by the reverse airflow, and a brief vacuum zone was formed below the explosion point. The place where the Black Tide clone originally floated was left with a charred hole with a diameter of one kilometer.

The hundreds of thousands of corpses piled up into a black ball had long since turned to ashes...

Chapter 149: Carrying out Divine Punishment, Melodia's Commission

Head, so dizzy...

My body felt heavy and I couldn't exert any strength as if it was about to fall apart.

My eyelids felt heavy as if they were weighed down by lead, and my throat felt as if a ball of red-hot charcoal was stuffed in it. Every time I took a breath, I had to endure a pain that felt like it was being burned by flames.

Shen Qiyin moved her throat and tried to make a sound, but she didn't even have the strength to control her tongue, and couldn't squeeze out a single sound.

She felt her consciousness floating in the darkness, like a drowning person trying to grab a life-saving straw, but could only fall helplessly.

The sound of someone talking was sometimes far away, sometimes near, sometimes clear, sometimes vague, like the intermittent broadcast on an old radio.

She tried hard to hear clearly, but the words were like bubbles in the water, disappearing without a trace just as she tried to grasp them.

Until one moment, she felt that the bronze pocket watch on her chest suddenly emitted a faint blue fluorescence.

Then, Melodia's gentle voice rang directly in her mind:

"Qiyin, to whom our fate is intertwined, please respond to my call..."

Hearing this, even though Shen Qiyin was on the verge of losing consciousness, she couldn't help but feel a sense of ridicule:

[You could just shout it out, why did you have to say so many ridiculous lines...]

After she finished complaining, her consciousness followed the guidance of the pocket watch and entered the gap between spirit and reality.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already in the familiar "rest room".

Shen Qiyin first looked down at herself.

Well, all his limbs are intact, nothing stuck to him.

But this happened in a "dream" and should not be used as a reference.

"You're here, Qiyin."

Melodia still had that standard smile, even the curvature of her smile was mechanical and didn't change at all.

"I can't help it. The beauty has a date, how can I not come?" Shen Qiyin shrugged and asked, "I remember I fainted after releasing the ultimate move. Is the real me still in a coma?"

"good."

Melodia nodded slightly, and at the same time, she raised the fingertips of her right hand and tapped into the air. A projection like an electronic screen appeared out of thin air, showing the shocking scene of Shen Qinyin releasing the Megadollaon and blowing up the land within a radius of several kilometers.

"Megiddorahon... from 'The Tremor of the End'."

Melodia muttered to herself, "It's said that this is the chaotic energy that was conceived by a certain god at the beginning of chaos. Its essence is a repetitive cycle of 'destruction-rebirth'.

"Megiddolahon allows the user to 'carry out divine punishment', and uncontrolled power will inevitably lead to the end of the world, when humans will attempt to trample on the dignity of the gods with divine punishment..."

Shen Qinyin frowned and remained silent.

What the other party said sounded like the meaningless hymns of those charlatans in the church.

However, in this doomsday where disasters and monsters are rampant, perhaps gods really do exist.

I know very little about the myths of this world, but I can look for records later. Perhaps those stories about gods, demons, and monsters really have prophecies about the current tragic situation of the Earth.

"You wouldn't call me here for no reason. It should be about a commission, right?"

Shen Qinyin asked this question and then gave him a half-smile, meaningful expression.

Melodia's signature smile froze for a few seconds, as if even someone like her would feel awkward sometimes.

After a long pause, she slowly spoke, "You misunderstood. The 'resting room' is a gap between the spiritual world and the real world. It will actively 'accommodate' and attract the owner of the key. My call is just a reminder..."

"uh-huh?"

"But you are right, I do have some idea of ​​the commission."

Melodia waved her right hand, and a folder appeared out of thin air, slowly falling into her hand like a feather.

She opened the first page, stroking her fingers across the smooth paper, and said gently, "This commission is a 'project' I set up specifically for you.

You don't need to be nervous or overly concerned. Even if you don't want to accept it, I won't force you.

Just treat these 'projects' as small challenges. Failure to complete them won't have any impact on you. If you do, I will help you to the best of my ability, as well as give you a special 'reward.'"

When talking about the word "reward", Melodia lengthened the ending tone, as if she wanted to convey some kind of hint to Shen Qinyin through this word.

Shen Qiyin showed an interested expression on this. "Challenge? I really like challenges. Okay, tell me about your first commission?"

"Okay, I will issue you my first commission now—"

Melodya's eyes fell on the paper, and she read out the words one by one as if reciting poetry: "I need you to find an obsidian-like liquid.

The bubbles floating on the surface of this type of liquid look like the tentacles of countless dying jellyfish in the ocean. When poured, it doesn't seem like liquid flowing at all, but more like strings of eyeballs rolling down the wall of the cup.