He tossed it to the nearby sprites, realizing he needed to maintain his focus and oversee the situation.
Consuming such things could lead to hubris.
Ling Daing continued to draw forth the abyssal energy from the mermaid's body and found himself perplexed as to why a creature of similar stature could harbor so much sorrow within.
The mermaid lay beside him, feeling considerably better, as if she had emerged from the depths of her memories, able to breathe freely.
Everything was progressing positively.
It was not as dire as she had imagined.
Even in Daing<unk>s absence of command, the barrier grew increasingly radiant.
The numerous sprites and fairies without the need for direction joined hands and sang praises to their divine lord.
In the distance, several cheerful sprites danced and sang joyously, reveling in their happiness.
The energy of sorrow that had once consumed the mermaid appeared to transform into the exuberance of the sprite's celebration.
In song and dance, their faith coalesed into luminous points, nourishing the barrier and ascending into the sky, merging with the dark sun, revitalizing it while a portion traveled to the borders of the divine kingdom, healing the damaged crystal walls.
It was a world filled with joy.
As Ling Daing continued to extract the abyssal essence from the Little Mermaid, he sang along with the rhythm of his companions.
The bright moon shines, casting its silvery glow.
And amidst the melody, the little mermaid feels an uplifting transformation.
A majestic four-winged butterfly spirit flutters gracefully through the sky, resembling a purple cherub, its enchanting voice resonating with the song.
All are embraced by love.
Divine beings cherish us, as do our friends.
The nature spirits revel in joy, as do the fairies and sprites.
Every essence of life is steeped in happiness.
The butterfly spirit soarses, its vibrant voice and uplifting words igniting fervor and passion.
Numerous plant insects emit a gentle luminescence, transforming into tiny butterfly spirits, each proclaiming love with exuberance.
Their chorus swelling in an ecstatic crescendo.
The cacophony is deafening, yet it ignites an insatiable desire for life.
Oranki feeling a new found lightness senses a resurgence of strength.
Indeed, the divine being holds affection for it, caring deeply for each life it nurtures.
Oranki rises, declaring, "I am well.
" With unwavering gaze, it looks beyond the barrier.
Is it truly so? Ling Dau expresses concern, insisting on inspecting Oranki once more.
Reluctantly, Oranki allows Daufu to check.
Upon discovering that the abyssal aura has dissipated, Dau relaxes.
The surrounding sprites, their eyes filled with anticipation, observe Dau's claws, and upon realizing no new fragments of the abyss have emerged, they disperse.
The sprites meander, singing, in search of the next unfortunate soul ins snared by the abyss.
The divine realm still harbors remnants of abyssal energy.
Should they be found, a feast awaits the little spirits.
Oranki takes flight as a divine servant of the realm.
It must assist the divine being in alleviating burdens.
It ascends surveying the fractured world where colossal trees lie shattered at the edge of the sky.
Lulu, it's perilous.
It resolves to lend aid.
In the distance, it hears Ling Dafu s voice cautioning.
Numerous Gung Chio Chio roam the divine kingdom.
If anything seems a miss, return swiftly.
Do not create further chaos.
The Little Mermaid, with a swift flick of her tail, nearly strains herself midair.
The lamp cat watches the live stream from dawn until dusk, from intrigue to indignation.
She observes an increasing barrage of vitrial in the comments, almost compelled to shout, "Bring it on.
" She echoes this sentiment in reality.
Her comments soaring as she joins and condemning those who spread discord while promoting positivity.
The live stream is fervent, the exchanges and the comments heated.
Cat in love with street lights.
Scoundrel.
Shake your brain before speaking to me.
After drinking milk, you curse your mother.
Pathetic.
Utterly worthless.
Cat in love with street lights.
I truly envy your skin.
So thickly maintained, devoid of shame.
Cat in love with street lights.
So this is what it means to be resolute in the face of adversity.
I have learned from you.
Chapter 249.
The unfortunate divine kingdom.
Part three.
The cat infatuated with street lights.
If what you say possesses any semblance of logic, it would not be entirely devoid of reason.
The cat infatuated with street lights.
Aside from engaging in moral coercion, what else are you capable of? The appearance of the lamp cat is quite majestic.
Haha, it's exhilarating to watch.
After vetting my frustrations, I suddenly feel a wave of comfort.
Saturday, no work.
A bunch of fools sold by the blue star systems main deity.
Still counting their coins, facing imminent doom.
Yet they continue to support their god.
Soon the aftermath of war will shatter your divine kingdom and you one t be laughing.
Then the cat infatuated with street lights.
Haha.
Your ability to shift blame is remarkable.
It's a pity you're not a chef.
Boom.
The exchange of harsh words intensifies.
The live broadcast abruptly halts.
Moments ago, there was the thunderous sound of cannon fire and the flight of serpents.
The serpent rises forcefully swinging its tail.
radiating a heavy ice purple luminescence.
The attack cleaves through the void.
Then light and shadow dissipate.
The colossal serpent and the formidable figure of Chi-Chi vanish.
Only the expanding waves of light and the remnants of the fierce storm remain.
This abrupt change halts the keyboard assault the Lampcat had been preparing.
At this moment, the barrage of comments at the bottom of the screen burgeons with inquiries.
Orange Yarn, where is the deity? Username 83178155.
Why did the battle scene suddenly disappear? A boiled corn.
Did my stream freeze? I no longer see the war unfolding.
Ai calling calling.
Is Yong Jun there? Has your camera fallen? The main character on screen is missing.
Mo rans.
I want to see Lord Chi-Chi Sun Ning Ru.
No way.