130: Chapter 130 Blazing Flames

Lin Li closed his eyes and sent a loan request in his heart to Old Man Huang far away on Terra.

In truth, he had no confidence at all.

Would the Emperor respond to the call of a transmigrator?

This was like betting one's entire net worth on an unknown number at a gambling table.

But since that mysterious Sister had specifically handed this thing to him, he figured this calculating Emperor of Mankind would surely grant him at least some high-interest credit, right?

Even a small IOU would do, as long as it could resolve the current crisis.

Just then.

Vashtorr's massive semi-mechanical hand, accompanied by the thunderous sound of tearing air, clawed down viciously!

"Buzz—!"

An indescribable sense of Chaos distortion instantly churned wildly in Lin Li's mind!

It was a terrifying torment that transcended physical pain.

Countless blasphemous whispers, carrying the harsh sound of grinding metal, drilled frantically into his eardrums like rusted drill bits.

Lin Li felt as if his brain had come to life, rolling and twitching frantically within his skull due to extreme terror!

He was completely unable to move.

Vision, hearing, touch... all senses were forcibly stripped away in an instant, and his entire consciousness plunged into an absolute, deathly silent abyss of darkness.

Then, that pale, twisted giant hand snapped shut, clutching Lin Li tightly in its palm like a pitiful little chick, and lifted him toward the purple-red rift high in the sky!

On the ground.

The players in the distance watched this scene, and the crowd instantly erupted.

"It's bad, it's bad!"

Ming Shen slapped his thigh in anxiety,

"The faction leader really can't beat him! He's been grabbed by the Boss! The server is really going to be finished now!"

Flash held his gun, his face full of helplessness:

"Sigh, there's nothing we can do! That's a demigod! In the lore, he's second only to the Four Chaos Gods! What do we, a bunch of low-level accounts who haven't even piloted mechs, have to fight a god?"

Liver Emperor sighed:

"Indeed, in a god-tier match like this, unless those broken Primarchs from Warhammer suddenly jump out to save the day, our boss is probably done for this time."

A few new players nearby had even more bizarre trains of thought.

"No, tell me, what exactly is in this dog developer's head?"

"Is this game's capital chain broken and it can't keep operating? Are they intentionally creating an irresistible scripted death to kill the boss and then naturally kick everyone out and shut down the server?"

"Don't say it! That's actually a damn possibility!"

However.

Just as the players began spamming "Fuck you, refund my money" and "The dog developer is running away" on the public chat.

Deep within the consciousness of Lin Li, who was being held tightly in mid-air by the giant hand and stripped of all senses in absolute darkness, a hint of something unusual suddenly appeared.

It was a light.

A faint light, yet one that carried a majesty that could not be looked at directly.

It was not warm sunlight, but a cold star that had burned silently for ten thousand years amidst endless pain and fury!

In that instant.

Across a distance of tens of thousands of light-years, an ancient and weary gaze peered coldly through the pendant on Lin Li's chest at the Chaos-polluted ruins of Coastal City.

"Boom—!!!"

In the real world, a dull roar loud enough to shatter the soul erupted without warning!

The pendant pressed against Lin Li's chest suddenly burst with a terrifying golden light that made even stars pale in comparison!

Extreme heat, like molten fine gold, instantly flowed through every blood vessel in Lin Li's body along with the pendant!

He felt the bones throughout his body trembling violently, and his body was forcibly filled with a domineering power that a mortal flesh-and-blood body simply could not withstand!

"Ah!!!"

Lin Li let out a roar that shook the clouds.

He suddenly exerted force, actually prying open that demigod's giant hand that could even distort gravity!

Lin Li suspended in mid-air.

The pupils in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by raging golden Psychic Flames!

Two streaks of pure golden light-flame overflowed from the corners of his eyes like the tears of a god, flowing down his cheeks.

Two gazes of golden light, as substantial as swords, instantly pierced through the oppressive purple-red sky!

A sacred, majestic, and inviolable golden light curtain erupted outward with Lin Li as the center, completely illuminating more than half of the dark sky!

Seeing this sudden change, the players on the ground all perked up.

"Holy crap, holy crap! He transformed!"

"He's powered up! What kind of special effect is this golden light?! It's blinding my dog eyes!"

"Nice work! Worthy of a reward!"

"So intense!"

Amidst the exclamations.

This group of The Fourth Calamity immediately displayed their most instinctive professional qualities.

"Quick, quick, quick! Don't just stand there! Take pictures! Record it!"

"This limited-edition CG animation will definitely get tens of thousands of likes if posted on the forum!"

The players dropped their weapons one after another, scrambling to pull out their pv terminal devices and taking photos frantically at the sky.

At this time, a player who seemed to be a veteran photography pro in the real world stood directly on the highest point of the ruins and began shouting Orders:

"Brothers! Listen to my command! The lighting is backlit right now!"

"Set ISO to 100! Aperture 4.5! Shutter speed 300! Lock the focus on our boss! Capture that sense of divinity!"

An old player nearby scratched his head in frustration:

"Man! This crappy electronic dog tag in my hand is just a point-and-shoot! I can't even adjust the focal length, where am I supposed to find aperture and shutter settings!"

Hearing this, the Old Master waved his hand:

"Then why are you talking! Switch directly to full auto mode! Long-press the shutter! Just take shots! In a big scene like this, any single frame you capture will be a wallpaper!"

While the Old Master roared, he held the long-focus camera he had spent hundreds of points on and had the Matter Constructor print specifically, and fired a series of frantic shots at Lin Li in the sky.

...

In stark contrast to the players' joyful and absurd atmosphere.

On the towering walls of Coastal City.

Political Commissar Arthas stared fixedly at the golden light piercing the sky, his jaw nearly dropping to the ground.

That eternally cold face was now filled with uncontrollable fanaticism and shock.

This series of successive anomalies had set off the most violent thunderclaps in his calm world of faith, to which he had dedicated his entire life for the Empire!

When he clearly saw the pure purifying power contained within that golden light.

Arthas's knees buckled, and with a thud, he knelt heavily on the hard city bricks.

"This is... the God-Emperor's blessing!"

The Political Commissar's voice was hoarse, his eyes red.

As the Political Commissar knelt.

The thousands upon thousands of Defense Force soldiers on the surrounding walls, as well as the low-level gang thugs who had just been brought up.

Seeing the golden light that tore through Chaos and pierced the sky, they all automatically associated it with the God-Emperor's manifestation preached by the Ecclesiarchy.

"The God-Emperor has not abandoned us!"

"Praise the Throne!"

With a rustling sound.

Across the entire defense line, whether regular army or gang thugs, everyone threw down their weapons and knelt frantically toward Lin Li, tearfully offering their most fervent prayers.

And in the Ecclesiarchy cathedral deep within the Hive City.

Sister Frannie seemed to have sensed something.

She rushed out of the cathedral like she was possessed, and along with the other Coastal City residents hiding in the ruins, she looked up at the sacred golden light in the sky that had dispelled the darkness.

...

Lin Li was now suspended in mid-air, completely bathed in this dazzling golden light.

The blasphemous whispers that felt like steel needles in his ears had completely vanished.

In their place were countless mixed, yet incredibly real sounds.

They were the prayers of billions of living beings from every corner of the Galaxy and from other worlds.

There were pleas in desperate situations, despair in the face of demons, roars of sacrifice to cover companions, and blood-stained cheers after a pyrrhic victory...

These voices converged into a grand torrent, washing over Lin Li's will.

The pendant pressed against his chest was slowly melting because it could not withstand such a massive infusion of psychic energy.

Scalding liquid dripped onto his clothes.

But that domineering energy did not dissipate.

The golden light rapidly materialized, extended, and compressed in Lin Li's right hand!

In the air, the high-pitched hymns of billions of Choirs and the unyielding roars of thousands of Martyrs who had died for the Imperium of Man faintly echoed!

"Clang—!"

A clear ring of a sword.

A Two-handed Greatsword, composed purely of golden flames and burning with a raging sacred fire, appeared in Lin Li's hand!

...

Behind the Warp rift.

Vashtorr felt the dazzling golden light, and his massive semi-mechanical arm actually produced a surge of uncontrollable stinging pain.

In the roars coming from deep within the rift, there was a hint of astonishment and fear that even he could hardly hide.

"This power... this nauseating aura of Order!"

Vashtorr's pale, leathery face was full of rage.

"It's you again! That corpse sitting on the chair!"

The demigod was completely enraged.

His massive semi-mechanical hand, carrying immense kinetic energy, brought about a shrill whistle as it clawed viciously toward Lin Li's position!

He wanted to completely crush this detestable medium into a pulp before that hateful, hypocritical golden light fully bloomed and swung that sword!

Lin Li's body was forcibly filled by that vast and boundless power.

Dazzling golden Psychic Flames erupted from his body's surface.

The flames leaped and danced on his Power Armor; they did not burn his clothing, but they brought him a sharp, swelling pain that went deep into his marrow and nearly tore his soul apart.

"The interest on this high-interest loan is really damn lethal!"

Lin Li gritted his teeth.

Looking at the giant semi-mechanical hand clawing down with the sound of rolling thunder above his head.

A hiss that was almost substantial erupted from his throat:

"Die!"

Lin Li faced the sky-obscuring giant hand and exerted force with both arms.

He raised the Two-handed Greatsword, composed purely of golden flames, high and slashed down viciously in a fearless posture that could split a mountain!