The God of Cataka

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For a moment Shen Zhu was absorbed into the darkness, then floated between his arising-sinked consciousness.

His body floated lightly like it was floating in water.

The flute's groove changed like the whir of the wind that set up the rome's feather. Occasionally it turned into a thrilling rumble. Then the scornful voices rang out in his head.

"Little Girl!"

"Weak!"

"Little cowards!"

"Of the many heirlooms only a rusty old sword chose you?"

"It's useless!"

The voices are overshadowing. Women's voices, men's voices, all mixed up. Low whispering among the sounds of dry laughter in the distance. It sounds so loud in his head.

"Are you worthy to be heir to the god of calamity?" His voice roared like a tambur.

Then the other whispering voices turned into intimidating, violent rants. It sounds like coming from all over the earth.

So noisy!

Shen Zhu groaned and forced himself to be fully conscious, trying to open his eyes. But his eyelids seemed to be clinging to each other.

Screams of pain and helpless cries began to appear like the wails of the entire earth. Yelled at him for help.

When Shen Zhu managed to open his eyes, the entire place around him was filled with many people. Ganged weak children, burnt women, beheaded men, oppressed old people, turbulent wars, all the scenes of oppression sprung up around him like reality.

Shen Zhu circled around researching all those sights, but every single turn, the scenery was fickle. Makes Shen Zhu not know what to do.

The sight made his heart go mad. All negative emotions control it. Angry, sad, afraid, pity, disappointed, anxious, hopeless and helpless.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRH!" Shen Zhu howled like a wounded wolf under the moonlight. Then fell down, bowed and kneeled while crying. His shoulders were shaking from the indistinct sadness.

Sounded like wings, and then the darkness covered them. A pair of dark wings enveloped him, foaming him until he felt weak. Then start to stumble.

A scythe swung over his head.

Shen Zhu flinched and sighed up his body. Pulling himself away from the embrace of that pair of wings. Then all the terrible sights disappeared in an instant.

He stood again in the middle of an arid valley like the burning wreckage of a ship.

Six men who looked like him again surrounded him, while the flute player remained glistening on the dry tree branch.

The flute and the embrace of that pair of dark wings brought on an illusion! inner Shen Zhu warned himself. Then began to put up the horses, taking out his sword and Catastrophe Chain. Simultaneously, his body exploded out bursts of blood-red flame.

All the men who resembled him also let out different colored bursts of fire. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. Then each one of them took out his weapon.

The flute player kept playing his flute, his aura was blood red. The sound of his flute gave off smoke tendrils like soot.

Every time Shen Zhu took out a sword technique, the sword owner fought him with a complicated technique he had never seen before. So is the use of chains, or elemental techniques and spiritual energy. Their strength and techniques were far above Shen Zhu's.

They are definitely not my opponents! Shen Zhu was aware.

After all they were all the most mysterious ancient god spirits. All of Shen Zhu's heirlooms and spiritual talents came from them.

Moreover, Shen Zhu did not yet possess all the heirlooms.

How am I going to deal with it? Shen Zhu wondered in his heart.

What was the point of this test not defeating them? shen Zhu thought. Maybe they just showed me a new technique to teach me!

Shen Zhu tried to pull himself away. But they didn't stop. They continue to attack and attack him.

Not true! Shen Zhu was aware. This test will only end if I defeat them.

Suddenly Shen Zhu was not sure if this test could be passed.

From the beginning until now, they were tireless and unharmed, he said inwardly.

The way they fought was like they were just playing around. While Shen Zhu's energy continued to drain and slowly weakened. His body felt increasingly heavy and difficult to move due to being too tired, his consciousness arose-drowned under the influence of magic from the strains of flutes.

Attack after attack cannot be avoided.

If I continue this way I can die, Shen Zhu bitterly nodded. The more time delays, the more in danger I will be.

Can't keep this up! his determination in heart. We need to find a way to break the trap.

This is not about the heir of skills! Shen Zhu concluded. Not about heirloom heirs or a combination of the two. About the integras.

Paving your own way!

Special skills that are only mine alone in the universe should perfectly integrate skills and heirlooms.

Then Shen Zhu remembered the book of life embedded in his body, the strand of gold chains formed from the string of letters and and words.

The Knight Exam ten years ago…

Then Bao Yu's fan.

That's her! Shen Zhu exclaimed in his heart. Then draw his sword in front of his chest facing upwards, then flick the sword's eyes.

TIIIIIIIE!

A loud clinking voice dominated.

Time seems to stop. The whole place around him suddenly froze and quiet.

Zainan stopped blowing his flute.

The whole place was suddenly quiet.

Shen Zhu raised his sword overhead.

GRAAAAAKKK…!

Shen Zhu's sword split into seven pieces of different colors, then they formed a fan.

In the next instant, Shen Zhu shot out a chain of calamities from his palm onto the sword hilt that had turned into the handle of the fan, then jerked it and let out his body, flying in a twisting motion as he shot out all seven of his swords.

A SLAAASSSH!

The magic formation circle was created from the flick of his sword that had already spread out in seven opposite directions.

Simultaneously, Shen Zhu blew up both of his wings.

YOAAARRRR!

Explosions of golden light shot out with a huge bang that swept through the entire place around him.

Each strand of his wings turned into a dagger with golden chains of strings of letters and words, his seven swords stabbed all the figures that resembled him, then the golden daggers tore them apart and blew them up.

The earth shakes and thumps. Everyone in all corners of the earth gasped.

The surface of the ground spouted out a golden light that shot through the sky.

Shen Zhu froze with both hands outstretched. His hair and robes were whistling around his body, strong winds were rumbling under his feet. Its wings are lightly spread like a dandelion. Colorful light grains are flickering.

The entire place around him turned brightly lit and glittered like watering a golden liquid.

The whole earth is covered in bright light. The whole earth suddenly quietly swallowed up by the supernatural silence. All activity stops simultaneously. Everyone stared at the sky.

The god realm was suddenly in an uproar.

"The Crown Prince has been born!"

That is the opinion of the sky.

"Someone just became a god!"

That is the opinion of the earth.

Xiao Mao and the group of hunter gods disguised as participants of the Knight Trials exchanged glances with sparkling eyes. They were sitting in rows on the spectator benches within the arena building in the Knight Alliance Headquarters.

The Alliance Leader froze with clasped brows. Staring at the empty air with an anxious look on his face.

The emperors smiled faintly full of hope.

The elders and sect elders sighed with determination.

All the people in all the corners of the earth kneeled in unison without cue.

"God! Bless us!" please everyone around the world.