Chapter 318: Volcano Witch
early morning.
A passenger ship from the East glided across the misty sea towards the harbor.
On the deck, a middle-aged couple was discussing with friends they had met during the trip which restaurant to go to for lunch after getting off the ship.
The couple's only son, a little boy wearing a baseball cap, was not interested in the topics the adults were talking about.
Standing alone at the side of the ship, holding the camera, looking at the eastern horizon through the lens.
He made an agreement with a friend from his hometown to take pictures of the magnificent sunrise over the sea and send them to her.
However, for most of the flight, the weather was gloomy and foggy before and after sunrise, and we could not see the beautiful sight of the sun jumping out of the sea at all.
Occasionally there was a sunny day, but the boy missed the best opportunity to watch the sunrise because he slept in.
Today is his last chance to fulfill his promise, he cannot miss it.
Unfortunately, it is another foggy day today.
The boy held on to his last glimmer of hope, hoping that the fog would dissipate.
Around six o'clock, the fog on the sea finally dissipated.
The morning sun had already risen above the horizon.
The boy had no choice but to do his best and quickly pressed the shutter.
Snap!!
"Eh? What is that...?"
A scene that accidentally flashed across the camera replaced the sunrise at sea and caught the boy's attention.
Near a private beach, a huge whirlpool inexplicably appeared on the calm sea surface.
It was as if a large hole appeared on the seabed, greedily swallowing up the sea water.
The boy pointed the camera lens at the whirlpool, feeling a little bit of anticipation.
Not long after, an even more miraculous scene occurred.
A giant whale, as big as a ship, poked its head out from the whirlpool.
The boy rubbed his eyes hard, his face full of confusion.
He had never heard that there were whales in the world with skin as green as emerald green!
Out of curiosity, the boy switched the camera to photography mode, intending to record everything he saw in the form of a live video.
The green whale floated in the center of the vortex and did not rotate with the water current.
There seemed to be some magical power that enabled it to keep its center of gravity stable in the rapids.
The giant whale shook its broad side fins as if it was stretching.
The upper body slowly rises up and twists out of shape.
Under the boy's astonished gaze, it changed from the form of a giant whale to a half-human, half-beast monster!
This giant creature, with just the upper body exposed above the sea, is no less than fifty meters tall, and is covered with emerald green mane!
Perhaps because its upper limb muscles are overdeveloped, the giant beast appears slightly hunchbacked.
He swung out his two strong long arms and bent his body forward in the sea.
The way he walks is very similar to the primitive people depicted in popular science pictorials.
However, the monster is ten thousand times bigger than the primitive man!
The boy's hands were shaking as he held the camera.
Witness the giant beast striding forward, heading straight for the beach, towards a bustling city with a population of over ten million...
A movie scene with a strong sense of déjà vu suddenly emerged in the boy's mind.
"Oh my god! Godzilla has come ashore!!"
The childish exclamation echoed over the deck.
…
The surging waves rise and fall under your feet.
The giant beast, Alan, waded ashore.
The boy's exclamation on the ship in the distance was caught by his keen ears.
I couldn't help but laugh to myself.
The boy who made a fuss was really worrying too much.
Allen's Behemoth form is still in its development stage, and its destructive power has not reached Brother's level.
Besides, Alan had no desire to cause indiscriminate destruction.
At least for now, I haven't completely indulged the violent impulse in my heart.
After reaching the beach, Alan's body slowly shrank, transforming from a giant beast back into an Asian teenager of medium build.
Leaving behind a trail of huge footprints.
Two footmen in uniform and white gloves were guarding the beach.
Seeing Alan going out to sea, he came over with dry clothes.
Alan first cast a spell to evaporate the water stains on his body.
With the help of the servant, I changed my clothes.
This beautiful beach is owned by the Hong Gang.
In the past, it was used by gang leaders to cool off and entertain guests.
Now it has become Allen's exclusive training ground.
More than a month has passed since the night when the essence of the Behemoth bloodline was fused.
Alan tried many methods, but the low efficiency made him sigh.
The magic power in this world is too thin, and there are no resources such as magic stones to assist in cultivation.
Every week, only on Saturday can Alan absorb some water element magic.
The efficiency of practice is less than one tenth of that in the warlock world.
Compared with the Holy Demon Ancestral Palace in the Star Realm, there is a world of difference!
This made Alan, who was used to efficient practice, very uncomfortable!
According to the system's deduction, if Alan wants to increase the progress of the origin fusion of the Ancestral Behemoth to 100%, two conditions must be met.
First, subdue the six elemental beasts and seize their blood essence and elemental divinity.
Secondly, fully absorb the magic power of the six elements of water, fire, earth, wind, electricity and ice until they are fully integrated and become one.
First, Alan can accomplish the task by defeating the six giant beasts one by one.
In his opinion, any problem that can be solved by violence is not a problem.
Second, if you can't find a shortcut to cultivation, calculate based on your current progress...
It takes at least six hundred years of hard practice to reach the standard of saturation of the six elements and unity of all the elements!
Seeing the deduction results given by the system, Allen felt disappointed.
Six hundred years is equivalent to using up all the life extended by the 4th-level anti-aging agent and the rejuvenation agent!
That's all.
What made Allen even more unbearable was...
After being trapped in the original space of the ancestor Behemoth for six hundred years, after coming out, he didn't know how many years had passed in the outside world.
What if the world changes and things are no longer the same?
Alan couldn't imagine it.
no!
We must think of a way to improve the efficiency of cultivation!
With this purpose in mind, Allen moved to the seaside.
After repeated attempts, he discovered that the deeper the sea water and the more violent the ocean currents, the higher the concentration of water element magic.
Practicing in such an environment would be of great benefit to one's own Behemoth bloodline.
Unfortunately, the wind and waves in nature always have their limits.
Even if Allen practiced in the tsunami, his efficiency could only be increased by two to three times.
Unable to find a naturally formed tsunami, he cast spells to control the ocean currents , forming turbulent whirlpools and artificially creating an environment suitable for spiritual practice.
"Master, are you available now? I have a very important letter for you."
Uncle An stood under a palm tree, holding a letter, looking respectful.
Ever since Alan became a saint of the Bo Tao Cult and held the highest power in the church and the Hong Gang, Uncle An consciously retreated to the second line and regarded himself as Alan's butler and assistant.
Alan was pleased with his timely attitude.
The daily affairs of the gang and the church are still managed by Uncle An.
He only cared about two things.
One is practice.
The second is the movements of other elemental cults.
The letter that Uncle An sent to Allen was signed by none other than Ashura Yoko, a saint of the Volcano Esoteric Cult, known as the "Red Witch".
"Ms. Yoko, I just arrived in the metropolis from Kyoto today on a special plane, and I'm eager to meet the young master."
Uncle An whispered the intentions of the Volcano Esoteric Cult.
Alan opened the envelope and took out an invitation.
The elegant Chinese characters show good calligraphy skills.
The wording is quite polite.
At 7 o'clock tonight, Alan is invited to meet at a high-end restaurant, and we will try to resolve the conflict between the two parties through friendly negotiations.
The meeting restaurant is located in the most prosperous neighborhood in the city center.
Alan had some impression of it, a Michelin three-star Japanese restaurant.
The tone of the letter was very friendly, but Alan was not naive enough to think that the other party was really a peace messenger.
Tonight's party is more likely to be a Hongmen Banquet.
"Uncle An, call Kevin and April and ask them to accompany me to the banquet."
Alan put away the invitation and added with a smile.
"The video account that Kevin and April help me run has over 100 million followers . I'm going to host a celebration show tonight, live broadcasting the negotiation between the two major cults, to open the audience's eyes!"
"Master...are you sure this kind of secret room negotiation is suitable for live broadcast?" Uncle An couldn't help but question.
"It's not a shameful thing to be exposed to the public, what's inappropriate about it?"
Alan asked calmly.
"For many years, the esoteric cults have joined forces with the chaebol and government departments to conceal the fact that there are supernatural powers in this world and treat the people like pigs. Don't you think this is boring? It's time to make the truth public."
"But after that, the whole world will fall into panic and chaos!" Uncle An looked earnest and tried his best to persuade Allen, "Master, is this the result you want?"
"Yes, this is the result I want to see."
Alan nodded calmly.
"All things come from chaos and all things will return to chaos."
"Compared with panic and chaos, stability and order are the exceptions. It's time for the world to return to normal."
"If revealing the truth will lead to the collapse of order, panic and chaos, then let it come even harder!"
Without chaos, there can be no change.
Without change, there is no vitality.
Alan has deeply felt that the character of the original ancestor Behemoth is more inclined to act according to impulse than to follow the rules.
Driven by passion, they arbitrarily break rules that they think are unreasonable.
Although such a life is not in line with moral ethics and may even make one be regarded as a madman, at least every day is filled with passion and clarity of thought.
Of course, Alan was also clearly aware that the prerequisite for acting on impulse was to have enough power to protect himself.
Otherwise, you will be treated as a mad dog and beaten to death in the street.
…
Time Warner Center.
A famous Japanese food restaurant on the fourth floor is closed to the public today.
Two men in suits and sunglasses were guarding outside the door, and the murderous aura they emanated seemed tangible.
"Master, please come in."
Uncle An led the way and led Alan into the house.
Behind Alan, followed Kevin and April.
The two men were carrying equipment bags, their faces showing signs of nervousness.
It was my first time to set foot in such a high-end restaurant and attend a meeting with esoteric leaders, and I couldn't help but feel a little flattered.
Swish!
When I opened the door, I saw a long dining table already set up in the spacious Japanese-style box.
Opposite the dining table, a young woman wearing a red kimono and with her black hair combed into a Shimada bun was kneeling on the tatami in an elegant posture.
If it weren't for the samurai sword hanging on her slender waist, she would look like a geisha with fair skin, beautiful face and gentle temperament.
Alan took off his leather shoes and took two steps forward.
Across the dining table, he knelt opposite the young woman in red.
The eyes of both parties met above the dining table.
The silent confrontation sparked a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Are you the new saint of the Bo Tao Esoteric Cult?"
The young woman in red asked slowly.
Alan nodded and asked calmly, "Ashura Yoko?"
The young woman in red also nodded slightly.
His eyes drifted behind Alan, and he saw the camera equipment in Kevin and April's hands. A hint of displeasure appeared in his deep red pupils.
Ashura Yoko made a gesture.
The sliding door to the next room suddenly opened.
Two men in red robes rushed out and demanded that Kevin and April hand over their photographic equipment.
Kevin and April looked at each other and then at Alan awkwardly.
"Sorry, filming is prohibited here!"
"I don't want this meeting to be leaked to irrelevant people."
Ashura Yoko said calmly.
"Mr. Allen, please allow me to maintain my privacy."
"I'm sorry, I refuse."
Allen's answer obviously took Ashura Yoko by surprise.
A look of astonishment appeared on her beautiful face.
"Why?"
"Because I have already announced tonight's live show on my video account."
"Ms. Yoko, you probably don't know this, but I'm a top internet celebrity with hundreds of millions of subscribers!"
Alan picked up the sake and took a sip with a smile.
"As a public figure, I must fulfill my promises in order to maintain my image."
"My friends who paid for the reservation are waiting for me to start the show. I can't let you down."
Ashura Yoko was speechless.
Pretty face gradient distortion.
Alan looked at her changing expression and added with a smile:
"If you're worried that you don't look photogenic, I can help you turn on the beauty effects."
"You are... totally unreasonable!"
Ashura Yoko gritted her teeth, her eyes seemed to be blazing with fire.
"Don't expose any footage of me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
Allen ignored her warning and raised his hand to signal Kevin and April to turn on the camera and start the live broadcast on time!
"presumptuous!"
Ashura Yoko couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly drew her sword and slashed!
Swish!!
In a flash, the sharp blade, dragging flames, swept straight towards Alan's neck.
A sneer appeared on Allen's lips.
The index and middle fingers of his right hand calmly stretched forward and accurately clamped the samurai sword that was sweeping towards him.
The fingers hit the blade, making a clanging sound of metal clashing!
Snap!
Alan used his wrist to break the katana on the spot with just two fingers.
The blade forged from fine steel failed to cause any scratch on his hand.
The fire magic condensed on the blade singed a few hairs.
"sharp!"
Alan looked at his burned fingers and nodded in admiration.
The fact that it could burn his skin red and singe his hairs showed that the fire magic attached to the knife was at least at the sixth level.
Ashura Yoko is indeed a saint of the Volcano Esoteric Cult.
He is considered the strongest opponent Alan has encountered since he came to the Origin Space.
"you……"
The young woman in red held the broken knife in her hand, her beautiful eyes widening in disbelief.
"Ms. Yoko, you were the first to start, so don't blame me for being rude."
Alan suddenly overturned the dining table.
The wooden table along with the dishes and cutlery all crashed down towards the beautiful young woman opposite.
Yoko's reaction was not slow either.
He was kneeling with his knees bent the previous second, and the next moment he jumped up and leaped backwards.
The moment he landed, his muscles tensed up and he entered combat mode.
However, she didn't know what she was facing...
What a monster!
Alan still knelt with his knees bent. He pushed his left hand forward and blasted out a "hard palm wave" with 50% of its strength.
BANG!!
The air in the room exploded!
The paper-covered doors, windows, tables and chairs were all shattered in an instant!
Ashura Yoko seemed to be bombarded by a cannonball and flew backwards involuntarily.
The enchanting body broke through the wall, crossed the bustling downtown area, and quickly disappeared into the night.
