Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 215 - Those Whose Lives Are Unsatisfactory...

resurrection.

Even though everyone present could guess what Wu Chen was planning, the moment he made his move, the monitors behind them were filled with extreme excitement and astonishment. All the professional equipment was running at full power at that moment, and all the experts and top scholars were watching intently at this ceremony site, which could only be described as rudimentary.

The radiance was bursting forth, and the human form was taking shape.

The silhouettes of the man and woman gradually took shape amidst the gathering radiance, and they donned the clothing they had worn when the accident occurred. An invisible presence manifested and converged at the end of the spell, and everyone present clearly sensed at that moment that something intangible yet tangible was descending upon their bodies!
They opened their eyes.

They resumed thinking.

The man instinctively stepped in front of the woman, who then let out a piercing scream.

"Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen, quickly hide—"

Their time was still frozen at the moment the disaster struck. Their reason had not yet taken control of their thoughts.

Wu Chen pursed his lips, strode forward, opened his arms, and forcefully embraced their bodies.

“It’s over.” Wu Chen’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice sounding like a sigh, or perhaps a lament. “It’s all over. It’s safe here. It’s all over.”

He hugged them tightly, using only the strength of an ordinary man. However, the embrace lasted only two seconds.

"Where is this...who are you?" The man pushed him away, looking around warily. "What do you want?"

"Xiao Chen!...Have you seen my son? He's about this tall and this big!" The woman looked at him anxiously, then quickly looked away. She pressed her head hard, her attention completely off Wu Chen.

They didn't recognize him.

Wu Chen's fingers twitched slightly.

His lips trembled, but in the end only a sigh escaped his lips. He then raised his hand, put on his mask, and waved to the commissioner behind him.

"Could you please settle these two in?" He didn't tell the other envoy that his target was a representative of this country. His interlocutor, possessing ample wisdom and insight, made a few gestures, and immediately a group of soldiers came to help them.

“It’s an honor to share your burdens… Mr. Duster.” Her gaze swept quickly across the mask on Wu Chen’s face. “The Eastern Continent will take good care of every citizen and is happy to create a glorious future with every friend.”

He waved his hand.

The soldiers helped the two away.

The woman's gaze lingered on Wu Chen for half a second at the end, but in the end, she just anxiously looked around, hoping to find the boy named 'Xiao Chen', completely ignoring everything else.

She ultimately didn't recognize him—and rightly so, ten years had passed, how could she possibly recognize him? Children change every day as they go through puberty, not to mention that Wu Chen possessed a powerful aura that ordinary people wouldn't have.

Wu Chen turned his gaze away.

There are many reasons, many excuses. But whatever the truth, in the end, he only turned his gaze back when the two figures had completely disappeared from sight.

“Uncle and Auntie may need a little time,” Commissioner Fang said softly. “People who suffer severe trauma always experience some aftereffects. But we have the best doctors, and we are sure we can take good care of Uncle and Auntie.”

She looked at Wu Chen with a sincere expression.

Her sincerity stemmed from the fact that Wu Chen had already shown even greater sincerity—he had demonstrated his miraculous power in front of everyone and entrusted his loved ones to the country.

Wu Chen did not answer—he did not answer that question.

He simply raised his hand, and a thick book appeared before him. Supported by an invisible hand, it flew to Commissioner Fang's feet. "This is..." Commissioner Fang carefully took the book.

"This is magic," the man, whose expression and thoughts were no longer discernible behind his mask, said calmly. "Basic meditation, basic spells. By studying it, you can master the spells 'Mage Hand' and 'Arcane Missiles.' You can have someone try it out."

The commissioner instinctively gripped the book tightly. She quickly spoke a series of urgent words into the miniature microphone beside her ear. Within seconds, another fully armed soldier swiftly approached, took control of the grimoire, and it would soon be moved to the correct and appropriate location.

The sincerity is evident.

The gifts were generous.

Urgent instructions came through the agent's headset.

"We promise him we will fully cooperate and promote the new faith of the Lord of Mount Tai as soon as possible."

A simple rhetoric. This proves they haven't relaxed their investigation of the power of faith. It's also a tactic to subtly hint at their own abilities to their allies. Of course, perhaps they would prefer this alliance to evolve into a closer, more interdependent one.

"How can we help you become the Lord of Mount Tai, Mr. Wu... Duster? Would you like us to arrange a national press conference and a speech for you?"

The commissioner's voice was gentle and friendly, with a hint of persuasion—they should have been more patient. But clearly, the overseas battlefields were putting them under considerable pressure.

Wu Chen did not answer directly.

Wu Chen simply took a step and came to Hayakawa Shiori, who was prostrate on the ground, saying nothing. The young shrine maiden's thoughts and ideas were clearly visible to him, and at this moment, he could clearly perceive the desires the girl possessed.

She is a believer, and her faith is deeper than that of others.

She was a lucky one, favored by fate and chosen by Wu Chen, bearing the power of arcane magic time and time again, and possessing a considerable amount of her own potential.

Her wish was—'My God, please let me serve by your side, please let me bring you glory.'

Pure desires, appropriate desires.

And the flowing power of her wish fulfilled her at that moment.

—Transformation of the Celestials.

Wu Chen still remembered the transformation ritual in the Holy King's Treasury, and the enhancement of the three sisters. Now, he used the gathered power of their wishes to fulfill her desire.

A muffled groan escaped the girl's nose. She had gained power in that instant. Her slender, fragile body instantly became radiant. Even though the transformation ritual was only partially replicated, and the Celestial wings didn't directly appear on her body, her form still emitted a divine glow!
She possessed power; she was granted magic. She raised her head and sang devoutly like a swan.

"Please allow me to follow you, my Lord, please allow me to glorify your glory!"

She was overjoyed and couldn't wait.

However, a faint smile appeared on Wu Chen's lips.

“You’ve done it,” he said.

He looked at Commissioner Fang.

"And you too." Power surged around him. In an instant, the royal robes were donned upon him, and behind him, divine radiance appeared!

(End of this chapter)