Chapter 1250: Chapter 120: Light Beyond the Limit (Part 1)

“Governor, the transfer of civilians is almost complete, only the last Dreamland Sports Stadium remains.” An agent quietly reported, “The report from below says there’s some commotion there, possibly someone is using the civilians.”

Jago signaled his subordinates to take over the front lines, and personally ran towards the dilapidated stadium. He himself didn’t know which area he was in, the Creator Realm Mages’ fierce battle disturbed the sky, Flowing Flame’s Fake Sky Realm turned the city into crystalline, and not long ago that terrifying slash even split the city in half. Meteor City no longer resembled its former appearance, the map had become useless, and everyone simply used the strong ones’ battle zones as temporary landmarks.

The Immortal Realm is a Dreamland-dominant area. Jago stepped over a bean stalk across the crack and sneaked into the stadium from the broken window. With the cooperation between Dreamland and the Fake Sky Realm, all the city’s civilians were transferred to dedicated protective outposts, then evacuated out of the city by Church troops one by one. This is the last civilian gathering point in the Immortal Realm area, Jago imagined he would see chaos instigated by doomsday believers, mobs, and lawbreakers, and he mentally prepared himself for this.

The stadium was indeed incredibly noisy, with people holding wooden boards, posters, and various hand-crafted props, yelling loudly under the leadership of the leading person. Jago instead sighed in relief, having commotion without casualties was a good thing, he observed the people’s state, his gaze swept across the props in their hands.

Jago froze in place, those props were not religious items as he imagined, but statues, photos, and slogans held by supporters. Led by the leader, they loudly shouted a man’s name, the leading middle-aged woman had a fanatical expression: “Believe in Mr. Gaius! He will surely save us from chaos! He surely will hear our prayers, and then wield our power…”

“Citizens, please cease gathering activities and cooperate with the priest for a orderly evacuation!!!”

Jago revealed his Church identity and shouted, but the citizens had little reaction to his appeal, their expressions were focused like devout believers. Agents flooded into the stadium under his command, somewhat forcefully aiding this batch of citizens in evacuation. Jago’s heart was filled with concern, he knew there was certainly interference from the Faceless God in this fanaticism, but he couldn’t help but ponder how much of this came from people’s true feelings… In the United States, how many such devout followers were there, and how many people at this moment were calling out his name?

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“Have human interception methods been used?” Onowell shouted, “What about the barrier isolating inside and outside? A curse?!”

“Our manpower isn’t enough to intercept the totem powers, the situation is urgent, we can’t establish a barrier immediately, the personnel on-site can’t figure out the ‘connection’ of this ritual!” Li Jun said, sweating profusely, “Frontline personnel are trying mental control…”

“Don’t waste your effort, Gaius dared to act, so he must be prepared. Your Spiritual Image Mages aren’t powerful enough to control the totems.” Aorus coldly said.

The totemic light throughout the United States created chaos in the command room, no one expected Gaius to resort to such a measure, the think tank debated emergency plans yet no one proposed a viable solution. Aorus stood up from the advisor chair, came to Onowell’s side, and took control of the central screen of his own accord. He gathered the windows showing bizarre prayers across the United States and threw them into the corner, leaving only the colored lights approaching Meteor City on the screen.

Onowell furiously blew his beard: “What are you doing?!”

“Calculating the totem landing points.” Aorus focused on the dragging colored lights of the totems, estimating the landing points with his innate spatial perception, silently chuckled, “The landing point is near the Otimis Building, which is good news.”

“What nonsense are you saying?” Onowell glared.

“I don’t know where the Faceless God’s battlefield is, but I know the struggle won’t occur in a place we can see. All those totems are flocking towards Gaius, the Faceless God allowed Gaius to use this ritual. This indicates he’s held up by Sky Extreme’s Three-Life Seal, he doesn’t have the energy to seize godhood!” Aorus said, “The Dawn Knight has already made contact with the totems, now direct all your resources to deal with Gaius, don’t focus on other battlefields.

I understand his nature; he’ll meticulously prepare before taking action. Gaius entered the fray not because he’s as foolish as I was back then, but because he’s convinced he possesses the power at this moment, the power to turn the tide!”

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Gaius Otimis ascended in the embrace of the Star Soul Dragon, he heard those silent prayers and saw the radiance flowing toward him from across the northern lands. He traversed the clouds to rise to high altitudes, from such heights everything appeared as small as children’s building blocks, rebuilding or destroying was merely a matter of reaching out.

“Gather the collective strength, transcend the mundane.” The man said flatly, “Strange phase: Apparition, United into One: Transcendent Dreamscape.”

Gaius declared without any passion, he himself didn’t feel particularly proud. It was another imperfect success, 51 totems couldn’t all be claimed, the presidential election was interrupted midway, and Klein’s emergency identity transfer lacked public recognition; the godhood that should have naturally materialized could only be initiated in an imperfect way. His plans could never be executed perfectly, he always retreated to a second-best option due to various unexpected incidents, settling for the expected mediocre outcome.

The Star Soul Dragon sensed his sentiment and emitted a gentle hum. Gaius closed his eyes.

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