She had grown accustomed to such occurrences.
Today, the divine realm had trembled several times.
With each tremor, the branches of Lady Louu would sweep through the sky, trailing a long string of void beasts.
Perhaps Lady Louu had developed a craving for them once more.
By Chowwa watched the heavens, eager to see Lady Lou's branches adorned with fish soaring through the air, hoping to catch a whiff of their scent and marvel at the variety of void beasts she had captured.
The novelty of consuming Ganjo has waned, while the void beasts are a rarity accessible only to Lady Louu within the divine realm.
After all, void beasts manifest solely beyond the borders of the divine realm.
If a sprite truly wished to acquire a void beast, the only means would be to fish for them at the edge of the divine realm, where Lady Louu had thoughtfully prepared a fishing aisle for all.
However, the operation remains exceedingly challenging with meager rewards and few sprites venture there.
Boom! Boom! The branches of Louu snapped, many falling to the ground.
A hole appeared in the sky, growing larger by the moment.
The heavens were breached.
Oh no, this is dire.
Something has gone arry in the divine realm.
Chapter 243.
The rescued purple umbrella by Chiawa quickly grasped the situation.
There was an invasion by an outer deity in the divine realm.
The last time such an incursion occurred, a portal had been visible.
Yet this time there was none, suggesting that the enemy had arrived directly.
The memories of the previous invasion lingered, during which many flowers and plants in the divine realm had perished from a cold.
It was utterly dreadful.
Those oursed outer deities deserved obliteration.
A chilling skeletal tail emerged from a fissure dominating the sky.
In the distance, a dark sun rose, a manifestation of the divine lords protection over the inhabitants.
Winds and rains shifted as the entire divine realm began to tremble.
The resonant chimes from the bell tower echoed, alerting all citizens that the divine realm was in a state of emergency.
Layers of barriers rose from the ground of each city, and the protective mechanisms of the dark empire commenced.
by Chia sword outward.
Lightning crackling as it harnessed its inner spiritual energy to accelerate its pace.
Hurry faster.
Only the thought of purple umbrella remained in its mind.
If it failed to rescue her, she might meet the same frozen fate as those flowers and plants before.
The idea of losing Umbrella weighed heavily on its heart.
Although she could be bothersome, abandoning her to die outside was unthinkable, for she was a cherished companion raised with care.
Even with a mere decade of life, she deserved to thrive.
As Bowi rushed forward, it sensed a force of spatial energy tugging at its body.
This energy bore a familiar warmth.
It recognized the divine Lord s teleportation skill which was transporting wild sprites and fairies into the safety of the city.
Such had been the case before.
No, it couldn't leave now.
It hadn't he yet located Purple Umbrella.
It was on the verge of finding her.
To abandon the mission now was inconceivable, summoning all its strength.
By Chowiwear resisted the pull of the spatial energy, forcing every ounce of its spiritual power into action.
Its speed became as swift as a flash of lightning.
It darted to the side of purple umbrella, grasping her sturdy form and uprooting the robust eggplant vine, holding the essence of purple umbrella.
by Chowi Webb breathed a sigh of relief.
It ceized its struggle against the spatial force surrounding it, allowing the energy to envelop both itself and purple umbrella.
As the small sprite cradled the plant, a teleportation array manifested beneath its feet.
Just as the array activated by Chaiwa caught sight of a creature plummeting from the heavens.
Rising to its feet was a grotesque figure resembling a decayed human face.
This monster had a human upper body with a fish-like tail.
Its rotting flesh clung to exposed bones, emanating a noxious yet strangely alluring scent of the abyss, a combination that sickened by Chia to the point of nausea.
The decayed merman noticed by Chia, its dislodged eyeball rotating as it lunged for an attack.
Sharp bony claws nearly grazed by Chiau's head.
Lightning crackled, sending tremors through the merman s decaying body.
In a flash of light, Bcha, still clutching the eggplant plant, found itself within the protective barrier.
The repugnant figure of the merman had vanished from sight.
It surveyed its surroundings, recognizing the location to which it had been transported.
They were on a small bridge in the second elven city, one of the connecting pathways between the southern and northern districts.
A sense of safety enveloped it.
However, a wave of nausea began to rise within.
White Chowiwa, clutching an eggplant vine with one hand, leaned against the railing and wretched, attempting to expel the repulsive scene it had just witnessed.
It seemed that by purging this disgust, its heart would feel cleansed.
Zei, the purple umbrella, stir awake, brushing aside the eggplant petals.
The sight that greeted her was one of white Chowiwa in the throws of vomiting, resembling a ball that continuously expanded and contracted.
Its expression marked by profound anguish.
It instinctively recoiled slightly, perhaps believing that Chiaua truly loathed it, that physical contact with her was indeed revolting.
Yet, if that were the case, why had Chia chosen to save her and continue to hold her so tightly? She gazed skyward through the barrier, still able to perceive the ominous figure stirring in the heavens.
The divine lord was confronting this colossal presence.
Zezy cautiously peered through the gaps in the pedals at White Chowiwa, who remained steadfast in its embrace.
Indeed, it appeared that White Chowiwa harbored affection for her.
Ze had always known this.
Without love, how could she have come into being? Plant spirits are beings that can only flourish and evolve through the nurturing of life.
She had always been loved.
Upon realizing this, warmth enveloped Ze.
A gentle heat radiating from her back as a pair of newly formed butterfly wings emerged, gradually unfurling.
Around them, small spirits, fairies, and plant beings were being transported into the city, appearing randomly in various open spaces.
The city felt congested.
A small spirit approached.
Hey, big one, stop letting your butterfly spirit vomit.
Move aside.
I need to get to the square across the bridge to pray to the divine lord.
It's<unk> urgent.
White Shaw responded promptly, shifting to allow the small spirit to pass.
This is not my butterfly spirit, it clarified, looking around.
White Shawi noticed many butterfly spirits and plant insects all transported as mature specimens.
It seemed that ZC did not require its assistance.
After all, it had overthought the situation.
The divine lord would not allow these little ones to wander unprotected in the wild.
They would be saved.
Was this what they call concern? But could it really care for such an irritating creature? It was a cold-blooded, fierce little spirit.
Certainly not a kind-hearted, innocent sprite.
As white chowi released its grip, the eggplant vine fell with a soft thud onto the ground.
The plant swayed slightly, its roots grasping the bridge s stones to stabilize itself.
A small head peaked out from the purple bud.
White Shiawa regarded it with a furrowed brow as if pondering an incomprehensible matter.
The moon shone brightly, illuminating the scene, and Zei began to recite softly with white Chowiwa joining her moments later.
Just a few minutes earlier, Sue Xihon rested her elbow on her cheek, watching a live stream, occasionally savoring a piece of freshly fried potato strip, feeling utterly comfortable in her life.
Anyone indulging in snacks, feeling completely relaxed while watching a live stream, would surely share in her joy upon witnessing apparent vigorously vanquishing foes.