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Chapter 253. Diplomat vs. Agent of the Void God (1)

The blind girl did not respond, or perhaps she spoke too softly and Wen Yu did not hear her.

He only saw the man wave his hand, and then two figures attacked him.

"clank----"

The musician hovered in mid-air, his fingers flying across the strings, invisible sonic blades slicing through the air, reflecting a chilling glint in the moonlight. At the same time, the man attacking from the left raised his arm, and a gray-black mist snaked out like a venomous snake.

"Mist Mountain Lord?"

Wen Yu was surprised for a moment, and a blue-purple light suddenly appeared at his fingertips, colliding with the black mist and bursting into dazzling sparks.

The blind master can control both the living and the dead. It's normal that when Wushan-kun was killed by Tachibana in the Dawn Battle, his body was controlled by the blind master.

As his fingers moved in different directions, Wen Yu's figure rippled outwards like water.

"boom------"

The sonic blade pierced through the afterimage, slicing clean cuts into the buildings behind it.

He swung a beam of light at the blind master, but a puppet leaped out from the girl's side, its barrier completely engulfing the attack.

In the center of the crowd, the blind teacher smiled shyly.

With a flick of his pale fingers, more than ten figures appeared in response. Each of them was a powerful and talented individual who had once dominated the world, but now they were like puppets, using their life's skills to besiege Wen Yu.

Their eyes were empty, yet their movements were incredibly swift; their innate power wove a deadly net under the cover of night.

On the left, a man in a red robe had crimson flames igniting in his palm, the flames roaring and sweeping across like dragons; on the right, a silver-haired woman had frost gathering at her fingertips, the air freezing instantly, and ice spikes raining down like a storm.

Wen Yu closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and instantly became ethereal.

"boom--"

Flames collided with ice, unleashing a deafening roar, sending shockwaves surging through the sky and scattering rubble across the ground.

However, just as he revealed himself and caught his breath, a shadow suddenly descended from above—the musician clenched his fingers, and the sound blades descended like a net from heaven and earth.

Wen Yu suddenly turned to the side, the sonic blade grazing his clothes and slicing into the ground, leaving several bottomless ravines.

Before he could even stop, the surrounding mist surged and condensed as if it were alive—Mist Mountain Lord clenched his five fingers, and the gray-black mist instantly materialized, like countless invisible giant hands swooping down on him.

Wen Yu's pupils contracted slightly, and his body once again blurred into a hazy light and shadow, narrowly avoiding the fatal squeeze.

The moment he swung his hand back, a burst of blue-purple light erupted, transforming into a school of swimming spirit fish that pounced on Wushan-jun.

"clank----"

However, the musician plucked the strings with lightning speed, and the sound waves exploded like a silver bottle, shattering the spirit fish in mid-air, and countless points of light fell like a rain of stars.

An even more deadly crisis followed. More than ten deadly moves from gifted individuals lit up the darkness, with flames and ice spikes weaving into a net of destruction.

Wen Yu's corner was sweating profusely—the blurred cooling gap had become a fatal flaw.

He quickly formed a hand gesture, and a rapidly spinning school of fish appeared around him, forming an impenetrable vortex barrier.

"Om——"

Just as the light vortex was spinning, Wen Yu suddenly felt a sharp ringing in his ears.

The sound was like the flapping of wings of millions of beetles inside the skull, instantly drowning out all other sounds.

His consciousness was like being thrown into a boiling pot of oil, fragments of his thoughts scattering and flying in pain.

"boom--!"

The power of illusion suddenly dissipated. The swirling fish, like a burst bubble, exploded into countless tiny points of light in the air.

Wen Yu's pupils dilated, and his body stiffened uncontrollably.

"boom----"

The chill of the ice pick piercing his shoulder blade, the excruciating pain of flames burning his waist and abdomen, and the suffocating sensation of poisonous fog corroding his lungs all erupted simultaneously. He suddenly arched his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his throat.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wen Yu entered a state of ethereal transformation and coughed painfully a few times.

He looked at the blind girl on the ground, who was giving him a shy smile.

—Psychological interference.

As the pinnacle of the mind control branch of the Light faction, the Blind Master herself is far more terrifying than her large group of henchmen.

Her mind control is absolutely effective within a certain range, without any pre-emptive action. You don't even need to look at her; as long as you get close enough, her immense mental power, which belongs to the top tier of the mind control system, will crush you like a giant wave in the deep sea, instantly tearing your consciousness to pieces and turning you into a complete puppet.

This is also why Wen Yu, despite knowing that the blind master was the core, hesitated to approach him.

Although there was a distance between them, making it impossible to exert strong mental control, the blind master's mental strength was so high that he could still use mental interference on him.

The buzzing that exploded in the mental realm just now was a powerful form of mental interference. It could instantly shatter the daydreams of the Dreamer Sequence, and Wen Yu was greatly affected by it.

Surrounded by gifted individuals and subjected to the mental interference of light, Wen Yu knew he would inevitably lose if things continued this way.

He hesitated for a moment, but then chose to utter the complicated password.

In an instant, the deep chanting seemed to transcend the ages:

"The supreme being who walks between reality and nothingness, knocks on the gates of the outer realms in the name of the agent—grant me the authority to tear apart reality, and let all things return to your eternal nothingness."

Suddenly, the gray-clad youth was enveloped in a burst of blue-purple illusory light. The light mist surged and spread like a living thing, distorting the battlefield within a radius of ten feet into a dreamlike domain.

The sharp edges of the building melted into fluid, the moonlight condensed into glass, and even the incoming sonic blades turned into scattered musical notes the moment they touched the light mist.

Because the gate to the outer realm was not open, Wen Yu had limited authority and could use very little power, but at least with the support of the God of Nothingness, he could stabilize the power of illusion.

At this moment, he stretched out his hand and waved it gently.

The colossal Kun, which blotted out the sky, suddenly disintegrated, and tens of thousands of blue-purple fish transformed into a raging tide, refracting a dazzling, illusory light under the moonlight.

These creatures, formed from pure fantasy, each possess a sharp edge capable of tearing through reality as they lunge at their attackers.

"boom------"

This wave of fantasy came so fast and quickly that no one had time to react.

The attackers remained in their attacking stances, but shimmering ripples appeared on their bodies beneath their robes.

Some reacted and tried to dodge backward, but their raised arms scattered like fireflies in mid-air. Others swung out arcs of light to defend themselves, but those sharp arcs condensed into countless translucent bubbles.

Rain fell against the current across the entire area, and bubbles dissolved by the power of imagination rose toward the moon.

As the last bubble shattered in the moonlight, Wen Yu floated in the sky and looked at the blind master, who still had a shy and reserved expression:

"Your reputation as an outlaw is well-deserved."

Wen Yu heard her weak voice.

"It just so happens that I also have a colleague who would like to meet you."

The blind teacher calmly smiled and clapped his hands.

A figure in a white coat walked out from the side.

"This is Lin Xin'an, number 3 of the Light Faction [Diplomat]."

The blind master said shyly:
"I specifically invited him over to exchange skills with you."

Ugh, this is so mentally taxing. Every time I write plot points, I lose so much hair. Can't a writer's assistant just type the words themselves?

No update tonight, double update tomorrow. I'm on vacation these few days, so I'll update more often. The day after tomorrow, I'll go back to single updates.