frightfiction Chapter 611 The harvest begins
Chapter 611 The harvest begins
It's finally time to make a move!
The StarClan held their heads high, waiting for the Vladas to make an example of the red-haired woman.
When the Vladashi priest actually raised his hand, the believers felt a jolt in their hearts. Could it be that the Vladashi priest was really a lackey of StarClan?
Yes, Lord Vadasi is a priestess of the Temple of Holy Light, and he once appeared at Phoenix Ridge with the Goddess of Holy Light, standing on the opposite side of the creator!
Could it be that what these Star Clan members are saying is true?
But if they ask themselves honestly, since becoming followers of the temple under the Vadasi priests, they have received far more than they have given to the temple!
Faith is never just about slogans and banners; it is about illuminating and enriching the lives of every believer.
The Vadasi priests never demanded the power of their faith, but instead taught them to believe in themselves, telling them, "My heart is the temple, my thoughts are eternity."
Isn't such a person trustworthy?!
Looking ahead at Baili Yanxuan's proud and upright posture, all their doubts vanished.
They firmly believed that Lord Vadasi was no different from those scum of the Temple of Holy Light!
Qin You smiled slightly and reached out to grab at the air.
Blinding lightning tore through the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder!
An ordinary farm tool, a sickle, was wrapped in terrifying lightning bolts, like a cold crescent moon piercing through the chaos, whistling and slicing through the void, and fell precisely into Qin You's palm!
The StarClan's eyes lit up.
"What kind of treasure is this sickle? I never imagined that the Vadashi had such a precious artifact!"
They then asked, "Why not just crush the badge on that ant's chest and annihilate it completely?"
Suddenly, something flashed through my mind...
Sickle, sickle...
This sickle looks more and more familiar the more I look at it.
Below, a beastman stared wide-eyed and suddenly exclaimed, "The scythe! It's that scythe!"
Among all the experts in this second heaven, who doesn't recognize this scythe?
I still remember the battle at Phoenix Ridge, where the girl wielding the scythe cut Saint Varna and eight Star Clan members in half at the waist with this very scythe!
and so……
The orcs' chests heaved violently, the mixed-bloods' eyes were filled with excitement, and the believers stared in disbelief, their mouths agape.
The Star Clan's bodies instantly froze like ice, and everyone in the arena held their breath.
That impossible thought surfaced in my mind and became more and more real.
"You, you are the creator god!!" The Star Clan's exclamation had changed, and horror replaced their previous arrogance.
Their faces changed drastically, and they retreated in panic, but now they were trapped in a net with nowhere to escape.
"Harvesting begins."
Four words, cold and calm, carrying the supreme majesty of announcing the end of all things.
"Om-"
The moment the words left her lips, the scythe wrapped in arcs of destructive lightning in Qin You's hand trembled slightly.
Without warning, without a trace! Qin You's figure had vanished from the spot, leaving only a slowly breaking, lightning-shaped crack that was forcibly repaired by space itself.
"Pfft-"
Almost at the same instant the crack appeared, the star race closest to Qin You, with its head held high, spun out and crashed heavily to the ground.
The incision on the neck was clean and smooth. Purple mist struggled and roared out of the incision, but it dissipated with a bang after Qin You snapped her fingers.
Like a sickle cutting an onion, it breaks at the touch.
This is a real, irresistible "harvest".
Ignoring defense and rank, it wiped out an entire Star Clan in an instant.
"First."
Qin You's voice was completely calm, and she had already appeared beside another Star Clan member.
The sickle did not move; only the hand holding the blade left a trail of afterimages in the void.
"Beware of spatial tearing!!" One of the fastest-reacting Star Clan members roared a warning, his eyes wide with fury. At the same time, a blinding purple light erupted from his body, and countless tiny purple star phantoms surrounded him, attempting to construct a barrier.
Too late.
Qin You didn't even look at him. The trajectory in the void seemed to have gained substance, or rather, space itself was being pulled, folded, and cut by her will!
"Zi la——!"
The roaring Star Clan member, along with his fully-concentrated deep purple shield, was cleaved in two by an invisible, sharp "blade" originating from the source of space!
The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and the purple mist roared, only to be completely decomposed and purified by the remaining lightning arcs.
"the second."
Fear replaced all hope.
This is not a battle; it is a one-sided massacre.
The once-powerful Star Clan are like scallion seedlings waiting to be harvested before this resurrected creator god.
The StarClan were completely terrified. They no longer needed any disguises or schemes; the instinct for survival overwhelmed everything.
"The Purple-Colored Annihilation Array!! Unleashing the power of the Venerable!!"
A StarClan member let out a beast-like roar, a voice filled with despair and utter madness.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
The remaining StarClan members clung to the last piece of driftwood like drowning people, while simultaneously activating the ancient Star Seal.
Their bodies erupted with a strong purple light, no longer a simple defense or attack, but a burning of their life essence, drawing upon a terrifying power from the depths of the Purple Planet belonging to the Venerables.
A strange dark purple rune slowly emerged from the shattered void.
The moment it appeared, the entire space instantly became incredibly heavy and viscous, as if the air had solidified into purple amber, imprisoning everything. Even Qin You's teleportation, which surpassed the speed of space, was slightly delayed for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, with the rune at its core, countless deep purple chains appeared out of thin air.
They pierced through the void, densely packed together, and coiled around Qin You from all 360 degrees.
On the chains, every wisp of purple was annihilating space, making a "crackling" sound as it shattered.
This is the Star Clan's true trump card, "superior to the False Gods"—shattering the void and borrowing the power of the Venerables to launch the Myriad Stars Sealing and Strangling.
When they borrow the power, the Venerables of Purple Planet will also witness everything that is happening here.
Those Star Clan members who had plunged headfirst into the ground struggled to pull their heads out with the help of the terrifying purple power surrounding them. Their faces contorted with rage, they were determined to fight to the death against the Second Heaven!
Qin You narrowed her eyes and paused.
The sealing power of these chains is indeed terrifying, far exceeding the limits of the rules of this second heaven.
Qin You stood with his hands behind his back to one side, using his divine power to prevent the entire continent from collapsing. He watched all this quietly without offering any help, and of course, there was no need for him to.
Countless chains of purple light wrapped around Qin You's body and the scythe in her hand, and a terrifying strangling force suddenly erupted!
A violent hissing sound rang out, and the space around her collapsed and annihilated wildly, forming a terrifying black hole prison.
"Lord Vadasi!" The believers below were terrified and their hearts trembled.
The hybrids and orcs were also horrified. Was this StarClan's trump card? Even the Creator God was trapped?
However, at the heart of the storm of chains, Qin You's face showed no sign of pain from being bound or severely injured. Instead, a hint of...understanding flashed in her deep eyes.
"In the end, it's just... the residual slime power of the world's source matter." Her voice pierced through the destructive noise of space, eerily calm.
It was as if what bound her was not a chain capable of crushing stars, but a few strands of spider silk.
“It’s time to end this,” she whispered.
The next moment, the sickle in his hand suddenly jerked!
It wasn't that it broke free from the chains, but rather—the scythe itself lit up!
"Divine punishment, eternal annihilation."
A gigantic scythe phantom instantly formed in the sky, and with a thought from Qin You, the phantom slashed down with a deafening roar!
The StarClan members, still casting their spells, sensed the distortion of space above them. They abruptly looked up, their pupils dilating, revealing the ferocious expressions of trapped, dying beasts...
The word "no" reached his throat, but was instantly silenced.
There were no earth-shattering roars or screams, only absolute "annihilation".
Before they could even utter a muffled groan, all the Star Races, no matter how arrogant or domineering they had been before, vanished into thin air.
The chains binding Qin You's body quickly dissipated, and the distorted and shattered space rapidly recovered, as if everything that had just destroyed the world had never happened, but was merely a magnificent and terrifying dream.
A fierce battle?
The moment the creator god had a thought, it was already over.
Qin You was merely one of the countless manifestations of the Creator God, and not particularly remarkable of them all.
She put away her sickle and glanced down.
Countless believers, beastmen, and hybrids froze like statues, not daring to breathe, only devout awe welling up from their eyes.
Qin You walked towards the dark purple rune that was floating in mid-air. Its energy had almost completely dissipated, and it was only shimmering with a faint light.
She raised her hand and pinched the rune.
"Send word back: wash your necks clean and wait for us to kill you."
With a "crack," the rune shattered and vanished into the void.