dkrc Chapter 1804 The Era of Universal Superiority Arrives; The World's Gifts Require the Foundation
Chapter 1804 The Era of Universal Superiority Arrives; The World's Gifts Require the Foundation
Chapter 1804 The Era of Universal Superiority Arrives; The World's Gifts Require the Foundation of Civilization to Bear Them.
High in the sky, Bai Xuan quietly observed all of this.
His gaze pierced through the clouds and saw those figures struggling and transforming in the spiritual liquid.
The optimization at the genetic level is the true meaning of the fourth spiritual tide.
The first three tides were merely to allow the world to adapt to the presence of spiritual energy.
This time, the goal is to enable all life forms, at the most fundamental level, to be qualified to receive spiritual energy!
All ordinary people who failed to awaken their supernatural abilities during the first three spiritual energy tides had some ancient shackles deep within their bodies shattered!
Those who already possessed superpowers underwent an even more terrifying transformation!
The fourth spiritual energy tide is the most special one among the past spiritual energy tides, and it is a gift to civilization given by the world's upgrade!
These highly compressed spiritual liquids contain the power bestowed upon them by the world.
That was a reward from the laws of the world for the development of civilization when the world level was upgraded, and it was also a reward for the birth of the civilization of the "Lord of the World", a "baptism" specially prepared for life on Earth.
Unless he elevates the world's level again in the future and actively curbs the world's influence due to the rapid development of civilization, such a large-scale blessing will be difficult to reproduce.
After all, the gifts of the world need to be supported by the foundation of civilization.
Time slowly passed, and the azure rain continued to pour down from the sky, but the profound charm originating from the very source of the world had quietly dissipated.
All life can clearly feel that the mysterious power that transformed at the genetic level has faded away, replaced by pure and boundless spiritual nourishment.
The spiritual rain was still as rich and thick as liquid, each drop containing far more spiritual energy than before, but it no longer possessed the power to defy fate.
The world's gifts have come to an end.
Although the optimization of talent has stopped, the baptism of spiritual rain is far from over.
The rain continues to pour down, and the spiritual energy continues to surge.
A new era, an era of extraordinary achievements for all, has truly arrived.
The spiritual rain of the fourth spiritual tide continued to pour down for three whole days. When the dawn of the fourth day pierced through the clouds, the torrential spiritual rain had stopped, but the concentration of spiritual energy permeating the world had risen to an unprecedented level.
Every inch of air was filled with a visible pale blue halo, and with each breath, one could feel the surging energy flowing into every part of one's body.
In the deepest part of the Pacific Ocean, a mutated giant mosasaur, over 300 meters long, suddenly opened its vertical pupils.
Its body was originally covered with rough, dark blue scales, but now, under the baptism of the spiritual rain, it has transformed into a dazzling silver-blue. Each scale is like a meticulously carved crystal, with sharp edges that reflect the starlight that the deep sea cannot drown.
The jagged bone spurs on its back grew wildly, intertwining to form a huge bone crown like a royal crown. At the top of the bone crown, highly compressed spiritual liquid crystals condensed, occasionally bursting out with lightning that tore through the darkness.
When it flaps its tail fin, the entire sea boils.
Tens of thousands of marine mutant organisms instinctively retreated, creating a vacuum zone tens of kilometers in diameter.
It raised its head and roared, the sound waves transforming into a tangible impact, raising waves thousands of meters high on the sea surface, like the world-ending flood in mythology.
At the summit of Mount Everest, a roc with a wingspan of nearly 500 meters tears through the clouds.
Its feathers, originally a grayish-brown camouflage, have now all turned into a dark blue color flowing with lightning; each feather is like a forged divine weapon, its edges so sharp they seem to cut through the air, and its wings bring up a storm that sweeps everything with each flap.
Its beak and claws transformed into a dark gold color, gleaming with a sharp light capable of tearing through any defense.
Deep in the Amazon rainforest, an ancient ape, over 100 meters tall, pounded its chest, producing a thunderous roar that shook the earth.
Its fur, which was originally as rough as rock, was now covered with a lava-like brown color, and each hair was as clear as crystal, with liquid spiritual energy flowing inside.
Endless rainwater gathers at its feet to form lakes, where emerald-like crystallized vegetation grows.
These three overlords are merely a microcosm of the new era.
On the Arctic ice plains, giant wolves inhale the aurora borealis, and ice beneath their feet solidifies into an unmelting crystal throne; beneath the Sahara Desert, the Scorpion King unleashes sandstorms spanning thousands of miles, each grain of sand containing psychic energy capable of tearing flesh apart.
The fourth spiritual tide not only pushed the global spiritual energy concentration to a new peak, but also, through the baptism of the world's origin, allowed these apex predators to break through the limits of their life levels.
Their forms, abilities, and even essence have undergone earth-shattering transformations, each becoming a mobile natural disaster and a living totem of the new era.
When the mutated creatures completed their leap in life level during the fourth spiritual energy tide, the strongest among humans also ushered in an unprecedented breakthrough.
In the heart of the capital, a crimson pillar of light suddenly erupted, piercing the heavens and the earth!
Within the pillar of light, a phantom of a thousand-meter-long fiery dragon could be vaguely seen spiraling upwards; the fiery dragon was not made of flesh and blood, but was formed from pure flames, each dragon scale burning with golden flames, and its eyes were like two molten stars, radiating a majesty that could burn everything.
The illusory dragon roared to the sky, but no heat dissipated. Instead, it transformed the surrounding spiritual energy into pure fire energy, which flowed into the bodies of the cultivators below like rivers flowing into the sea.
The people of the capital looked up and saw the fiery dragon churning in the clouds, leaving behind a trail of brilliant sparks, like runes drawn by a god on the sky.
In Tianhai City, the temperature suddenly dropped to a low point.
A phantom of an ice phoenix with a wingspan of nearly 500 meters slowly materialized. Each of its feathers was sculpted from millennia-old ice, with edges as sharp as divine weapons, and liquid, extremely cold spiritual energy flowing within.
As the ice phoenix spread its wings, the rain of spiritual energy froze into sparkling ice crystals, which floated in mid-air like diamonds.
At the summit of Longhu Mountain, the clouds and mist suddenly surged.
Two illusory figures, a dragon and a tiger, broke through the sea of clouds. The dragon's scales were rugged, and every movement it made stirred up thunderous sounds from the heavens. The tiger's fangs were menacing, and every step it took shook the mountains.
Above them, a phantom of a giant blue eagle with wingspans that blotted out the sky hovered in the air, its eyes gleaming with a wise light that seemed to see through time and space.
At the Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain, the phantom image of a black and white Tai Chi symbol shrouds the sky.
This Tai Chi diagram is not static, but constantly in a cycle of birth and death; the Yang fish spews out blazing fire, the Yin fish surges with cold water, and the intersection of Yin and Yang gives rise to earth, water, fire and wind, as if reenacting the scene of the creation of the world.
They not only broke through the original hierarchical barriers, but also touched a completely new level. These phenomena were signs that they had touched this realm.
The most direct result of the evolution of life levels is the improvement of strength.
Perhaps humans are more concerned with what they gain in the fourth spiritual tide, but for mutated creatures, the increase in strength means a wider territory, enemies they once hated and wanted to hunt, ever-expanding ambitions, and a more frantic plunder of food.
And naturally, just like the three previous spiritual energy tides, they once again turned their attention to the cities where humans lived.
And so, the war began.
Tianhai City, Eastern Defense Line.
"BOOM!!"
"BOOM!!"
"BOOM!!"
The deafening roar of artillery fire tore through the sky as countless heavy cannons spat out flames; scorching energy blasts rained down on the mutated creature horde like meteors, instantly tearing thousands of monsters to shreds.
Blood and carapace splattered everywhere, and dark green blood poured down like a torrential rain, staining the earth with an eerie color.
A giant beetle several meters tall was hit directly, and its shell first showed spider web-like cracks before it exploded with a bang!
The shattered bone spikes scattered like cannonball fragments, slicing dozens of low-level mutants in half.
Further away, mushroom-shaped clouds of fire rose from where the energy blasts landed, and the shockwaves sent hordes of monsters flying hundreds of meters into the air.
However, this devastating bombardment could not stop the beast tide in the slightest!
"roar!!!"
"hiss!!!"
More mutated creatures burst forth from the smoke and dust.
They trod upon the corpses of their own kind, their scarlet eyes filled only with a thirst for flesh and blood.
The six-legged giant lizard charged forward under heavy fire, its scales melting in the intense heat without stopping; worm-like monsters emerged from the ground, their mouths opening to form an abyss that devoured everything!
"Fire! All fire!"
The commander's roar was barely audible amidst the explosions as the soldiers pulled the triggers, their psionic weapons spitting out a continuous stream of fire.
“Bang bang bang bang!!!”
Tens of thousands of special bullets weave together a death barrage.
Each bullet contains the power to tear apart alloy, instantly blasting a bowl-sized blood hole upon hitting the target.
A mutated cheetah was hit by dozens of bullets as soon as it leaped up, exploding into a bloody mist in mid-air; hordes of mutated rats were torn apart by a hail of bullets as they charged, their limbs falling like raindrops.
But there were just too many monsters!
"Reload! Quickly!"
"The third line of defense has been breached! We need reinforcements!"
"Medic! There's someone injured here!"
The soldiers frantically changed magazines, and the gun barrels turned red from overheating.
The logistics personnel charged forward amidst a hail of spikes, slamming ammunition boxes into the trenches; whenever a soldier fell, someone else would immediately take his place, continuing to unleash a barrage of fire on the surging monsters.
As the sounds of gunfire gradually subsided, another, even more terrifying roar filled the battlefield.
The battles with guns and artillery were only the initial battles, a purge of the weaker mutated creatures.
Under the fourth spiritual energy tide, the strength of mutated creatures can be greatly enhanced, but human weapons will not be improved due to the arrival of the fourth spiritual energy tide.
So most people just cleaned up the weakest of the mutated creatures.
Then came the battle between the superhumans and the mutated creatures.
Above the eastern front, a figure clad in azure armor stood suspended in mid-air.
He stretched out his arms, his body wreathed in billions of violent lightning snakes, each containing the power to tear through the void.
His eyes flashed with blinding lightning, and as he pressed his hands down, the entire sky suddenly darkened, with dark clouds churning like a boiling sea of ink.
"Thunder, help me!!!"
As the words fell, thousands of lightning pillars crashed down, each as thick as a palace pillar, like a divine punishment descending.
Amidst the thunderous roar, all the weaker mutated creatures turned to ashes with pitiful screams.
As he swooped down, he left a trail of continuous thunderstorms behind him, ionizing the air and scorching the earth wherever he passed, as if the Thunder God himself had come to earth to carry out judgment.
Amidst the ruins of the western front, a figure with fiery red hair walked slowly forward.
His every step left burning footprints on the lava floor, and with a casual wave of his hands, he stirred up towering waves of fire.
When the beast tide surged in like a tsunami, he simply stomped his foot lightly.
"Flames, rise!"
The entire earth instantly cracked open with countless bottomless fissures, and scorching magma erupted like an angry dragon, engulfing thousands upon thousands of mutated creatures.
He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and flames condensed in the air into a fire dragon hundreds of meters long. These fire dragons not only possessed the high temperature to burn everything, but also had a kind of spiritual intelligence, automatically tracking the life force until they completely burned their target.
Moreover, his flames can devour other energies and grow stronger. When mutated creatures spew frost or venom in an attempt to resist, they become nourishment for the flames.
The entire western front battlefield transformed into a raging inferno beneath his feet, even turning the clouds in the sky blood red.
Outside the southern defense line, a woman in a jade-green dress gently pressed her palm to the ground.
Emerald light emanated from her body, flowing like a living thing and forming a huge natural magic circle at her feet.
Her voice was like the thunder of spring, heralding the revival of all things, yet it also carried a chilling majesty:
"All things in the universe! Come alive!"
In an instant, countless towering ancient trees burst forth from the ground. The branches of these trees twisted and lashed out as if they were alive, engulfing and strangling the mutated creature.
Each tree is adorned with dazzling yet deadly flowers. The pollen drifts in the wind, and the mutated creatures that inhale it gradually fall over time, then are enveloped by vines and flow into the tree roots, where they are transformed into nutrients to support the tree's growth.
The entire battlefield was transformed into a deadly jungle that devoured life under her control. The roots of the trees spread wildly underground, forming a net that even burrowing mutant creatures could not escape.
Above the northern defense line, a girl in white spreads her pure white wings.
Her wings were formed from the purest light energy, with a wingspan of tens of meters. Each feather flowed with liquid holy light, as dazzling as molten platinum.
A divine light flowed naturally across the surface of the wings, emanating an aura that brought peace to all things.
She clasped her hands together in front of her chest and chanted sacred syllables that transcended space.
The voice was both like a young girl's a cappella singing and like the resounding prayers of thousands of believers; every note rippled through the space.
"Holy Light, purify this world!"
As the last syllable falls.
"boom!!!"
A colossal pillar of holy light, over a hundred meters in diameter, tore through the sky and crashed down like divine punishment!
The moment the beam of light touched the ground, all the mutated creatures enveloped in it didn't even have time to scream before they began to melt away like snow exposed to the scorching sun.
Their carapaces turned into specks of light and scattered, their flesh and blood evaporated into holy wisps of smoke, and then, the girl's huge wings of light slowly flapped, and countless pure white feathers of light fell like a torrential rain.
Each feather contained pure holy light, as if it possessed life, precisely piercing through the bodies of each monster.
(End of this chapter)