Why is his holy light red?

Chapter 100 Imagination Needs a Realistic Anchor

The greatness of the Holy Light Angel is not limited to how many super villains he defeated.

If a person only possesses overwhelming military strength, their label in the public eye is at best that of a "high-level combat weapon." Just like a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, no matter how devastating its firepower, ordinary people living in slums without streetlights will not feel any sense of security.

But the angels of holy light are different.

His true greatness lies in the fact that, most of the time, he was not fighting against specific enemies, but against natural and man-made disasters that brought despair.

Massive earthquakes, super tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, even meteorite impacts—when these apocalyptic disasters, capable of wiping out an entire city in an instant, strike, that golden figure always arrives just in time. Then, with his seemingly omnipotent golden holy light, he forcibly pulls the entire city back from the brink of death.

This golden light has left an impression of "omnipotence" in the hearts of people all over the world, which explains why so many religions regard the angel of holy light as the messenger of God.

So even though Lucas was currently immersed in the fanatical illusion that "I have become a god," he still couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he saw the golden holy light shining.

Will the golden holy light be affected by the laws of time?

The answer is yes.

As the cage made of golden light rapidly contracted inward, Lucas let out a piercing roar and quickly covered the golden light with his gray time field.

"Buzz!"

The laws of time collided violently with the golden holy light, and the ever-shrinking golden cage suddenly froze in the gray light, truly "fixed".

But before Lucas could even show a smug smile, an extremely sharp overload alarm suddenly erupted from his belt.

He looked down in horror and saw that the crimson energy in the energy storage tank, which had been surging, suddenly plummeted like a waterfall after the golden light stopped!

The energy contained within that layer of golden light is terrifying!

The time field is like a refrigerator trying to freeze the entire erupting volcano. Although it is now barely frozen, it is already severely overloaded and probably won't last long.

"No—damn it! Stop!"

Lucas realized that if he continued to use the brutal "global time stop" to resist the golden light, he would probably run out of energy in no time.

Lucas was shocked by the rapid depletion of energy, while Mercury was shocked that the golden holy light had been blocked.

This hazy force field actually managed to freeze the golden holy light? Could it be that the rules of the Time Law are even higher than those of the holy light?

Now is not the time to be stingy. Mercury once again squeezed out the little golden holy light remaining in his body to increase his power.

This time, the whispers that always accompanied destruction and madness did not appear.

The golden light was unusually compliant, as if responding to his will. Accompanied by a teeth-grinding "crack," the dazzling golden cage erupted with an extremely terrifying sense of oppression and forcibly contracted inward once again.

Just as the time field was about to completely collapse, Lucas, who was on the verge of life and death, suddenly showed a strange expression, which was like a smile, but also like a shout.

In the milliseconds that the cage was about to crush him, the gray time field experienced an extremely subtle fluctuation. The ever-shrinking golden cage seemed to have been briefly rewound, forcibly "expanded" slightly.

In that instant of change, Lucas inside the cage vanished into thin air.

"boom--!!"

The golden cage, now unobstructed, closed completely, and the extremely compressed air exploded at the center, forming a visible white airburst ring that even overturned everything around it.

But Lucas was unharmed.

He reappeared unharmed at the same spot he had been in half a minute ago—just outside the golden cage's coverage area. Those were the coordinates he had just crossed while frantically running to kill Bran.

At the last moment, instead of blocking the golden holy light, he used the power of time to rewind to his original position.

"Ha ha ha ha---!"

Watching the aftershocks of the airburst, Lucas let out a hysterical laugh.

He felt he had finally grasped the knack of using this god-like power.

The golden holy light was indeed incomprehensibly powerful, but he didn't need to resist it at all. So what if he was torn to pieces by that cage? As long as he had enough energy, he could return to the past unscathed.

Time was entirely in his hands. This was immortality, this was eternal life.

"Indeed, what those lunatics from the Black Moon Circus said makes some sense—" Lucas flicked his forked tongue, his vertical pupils burning with a fanatical desire to see the truth. "Superpowers need imagination as a foundation and reality as an anchor."

The reversal of time is not only about physical location, but also about the state of life; theoretically, even the brain's memories would be reversed. But Lucas still clearly remembers the deadly battle just now, because at the moment he used his ability, his "imagination" did not include his own memories.

Imagination and reality—that's the core of maintaining superpowers.

With this realization, Lucas felt his control over the time field instantly rise to a whole new level. The gray area that had previously barely covered half the laboratory now expanded rapidly like a rising tide, directly engulfing seventy or eighty percent of the space.

Mercury was forced to retreat by the ever-expanding gray light until his back slammed heavily against the cold corner of the wall.

Lucas was ecstatic. He turned and enveloped Bran, who had just gotten up, with a gray time field, his lizard-like face twisted into a cruel mockery: "Although you have offended the gods, I still mercifully grant you the grace of youth."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a chilling scene unfolded.

Bran's body began to reverse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her tight-fitting tactical uniform quickly became loose and baggy, her bones shrank, her muscles atrophied, and the sharp edges of maturity on her face rapidly faded. In just a few seconds, she looked several years younger.

At this rate of regression, Bran will soon be forcibly regressed into a helpless child, or even a fertilized egg.

Mercury gritted his teeth, his muscles tense, yet he stubbornly remained rooted to the spot, refusing to charge.

If he were to crash into that gray force field now, he would most likely be turned into a helpless child by the laws of time, as he doesn't yet know how to use his physical body to fight against the power of time.

Wait a minute—that's not right.

Mercury's mind suddenly replayed Lucas's boastful words: "Imagination as the core, reality as the anchor?"

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the pink hourglass that Mother of Life had given him.

The Mother of Life wanted to reverse the flow of the hourglass, not by having Mercury use the red holy light to manipulate the sand, but by having Mercury reverse time so that the sand in the hourglass would flow backward.

An hourglass is, in essence, a timer.

Therefore, that pink hourglass is the "anchor point of reality" that Mother of Life gave him, allowing the ethereal imagination to be grounded in reality, and allowing the imagination to touch the "time" that is only a concept.

The essence of the power of holy light is simply to have whatever you want!

When Mercury was first ejected from the state of frozen time, he had a strange tactile sensation. It was a disorienting feeling of time flowing through his skin, and if this thing could feel, Mercury could try to realize it.

Perhaps the red holy light can touch the "physical" form of time.

Now, we have to give it a try.

Without any hesitation, Mercury first enveloped his entire body in the remaining golden holy light, and then released the red holy light in the most violent way.

Then, like a golden-red cannonball, he crashed into the gray force field filled with the reversal of time!

"Thump!"

It was as if a high-density iron ball had slammed into a large, viscous colloid, causing the entire massive gray time field to vibrate violently.

The energy level on Lucas's belt plummeted instantly, and the piercing death alarm startled him so much that his expression changed drastically. He instinctively cut off the force field output and forcibly withdrew the gray light.

In the brief moment of the impact, Mercury was surprised to find that he had not regressed into a child.

Moreover, he could clearly sense that strange power trying to reshape every cell of his body back to its former state.

But the golden holy light acted like a fine filter, blocking most of the time-reversal erosion from its body, while Mercury's red holy light, under this protection, gradually began to adapt to the monster's abilities.

Mercury didn't have time to delve into these matters. Protected by the golden holy light, he rushed directly to Bran's side. When he reached out and touched Bran, the girl, who was constantly shrinking, finally stopped changing, though she had transformed from a woman in her early twenties into a teenage girl.

Mercury didn't have time to delve into how many years younger Bran actually was; he grabbed the young Bran, whose clothes were completely ill-fitting.

"Let's take your sister and get out of here first!"

This monster's time manipulation ability is too overpowered, and it's not just Mercury that's leveling up on the spot; the gray domain is getting bigger and bigger, and it's being used faster and faster.

Seeing that things were not going well, Mercury knew that rescuing the person and running away was the safest course of action.

Although Bran in her girl form was somewhat bewildered, she seemed to know what had happened and immediately nodded vigorously.

Mercury's body erupted with golden light, enveloping both of them.

Protected by golden holy light, Mercury ignored the gray area and rushed directly towards the glass jar where Bran's sister was.

Lucas was also hesitant to act rashly. Although his time manipulation abilities were powerful, they were drained like a flood when exposed to the golden holy light. He really couldn't bear to waste all the time power he had painstakingly gathered on Mercury.

Instead, Lucas took the initiative to remove the Time Realm, allowing Mercury to act freely.

Mercury, carrying Bran, charged forward to the edge of the laboratory. With a simple, heavy punch, he shattered the reinforced glass, scooped out the emaciated little girl inside, and stuffed her into the golden protective circle as well.

Lucas's eye twitched violently as he watched the scene unfold before him, and he wanted to use his time field to intercept the person.

But his clever mind did the math. He didn't know how much golden holy light was left in Mercury's body, and he figured that using the power of time to stop the opponent would be a huge loss.

He could only stand there, gritting his teeth, watching helplessly as Mercury and his men smashed through the laboratory's alloy door like a raging war chariot and disappeared into the depths of the passage.

In the vast ruins, only Lucas's heavy breathing could be heard.

Frustrated, he raised his claws and covered the culture jar that Mercury had smashed with gray light, attempting to repair it.

As time reverses, the shards of glass on the ground defy gravity and fly up, perfectly reassembling themselves: even the murky nutrient solution spilled on the floor is returned to the sealed jar without a single drop being spilled.

However, the jar was repaired. But the little girl who had been soaking inside did not reappear with the passage of time.

Lucas looked at the empty glass jar, a shadow passing over his eyes.

The power of time must also act on physical entities.

Absolute vacuum is nothingness; there are no miracles within it.

The little girl's physical form disappeared, and Lucas's time manipulation was too far to reach her, so he naturally couldn't send her back into the jar.

However, Lucas remained unperturbed; the little girl was just one of dozens of bio-batteries.

A gray time field enveloped the entire laboratory, and crimson energy surged out again, dozens of times faster than before.

Time is about to speed up!

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