mijobooks Chapter 124 Charlotte's Resurrection
Chapter 124 Charlotte's Resurrection
Chapter 125 Charlotte's Resurrection
At this moment, Rhodes' soul was no longer insignificant.
Though seemingly as insignificant as dust, it possesses the aura of ultimate power.
This powerful force was just a muddy energy core in Clara's hands, but it was different in Rhode's.
Having mastered the rules of the world, possessing the strongest spiritual aura, and being powerful enough to shatter the weak monster before him, this is Rhode now.
【The Great Hero】—Rod Gwenlance.
These are the words he used in the children's stories from the first playthrough, but now they perfectly capture his current mood.
"Foolish humans—!"
The colossal beast's mountain-like horns crashed against the sea and land, causing the world to surge and become chaotic. Crimson blood gushed from its nostrils, and its malevolent aura intensified.
"Your weak soul attempts to contain that pure yet powerful force! How long can you hold out? And how much power can you wield?"
The behemoth finally could not tolerate it any longer and began to threaten Rhodes.
After all, even in just these two days of growth, it has already absorbed enough powerful resentment and grown into a spirit with a relatively high level of intelligence.
It could certainly see the weakness of Rhodes' soul.
This is why it didn't tear Rhodes apart from the start; it believed that the weak Rhodes was incapable of doing anything.
But it really didn't expect, didn't expect Rhodes's madness, and didn't expect him to have the courage to fuse such a powerful soul force!
But the question is, even if Rhode merges with Clara's soul power, what's the use?
In its eyes, Rhodes, who was as weak as Clara, was unable to unleash the true power of this soul force.
Therefore, although it was slightly apprehensive, it was still confident in the end.
"It's true, I can't hold on for long. Three minutes, maybe. In three minutes my soul will explode."
"But darling, have you ever wondered why, even though I can only merge with you for such a short time—I still have time to talk to you here?"
Rhodes' voice was light, but at this moment it had taken on a divine, sacred quality.
At the same time, he did not pause and directly reached out his hand, which was indeed the case.
His soul was still too weak, so even after fusing with Clara's pure soul, he couldn't maintain it for long.
But precisely because of this, after saying a few trash words, he had to finish the fight quickly. His purple pupils were like abysses, and his body emitted a terrifying golden glow. In that instant, his aura changed drastically!
Divine runes hung above his head.
This is a divine rune belonging to the [God of the Deep Sea], and also a projection rune of her [Divine Position].
The moment the power was activated, golden and crimson stripes covered Rhodes' entire body, radiating an unapproachable divine power.
At this moment, he is like a god who controls the world, wielding his hand with ease.
The world changed in an instant.
The sea of blood was instantly stopped in its tracks, and the boundless crimson ocean was immediately covered by a sea of flowers.
Flowers began to bloom from beneath his feet, spreading wildly like locusts, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of kilometers in radius were completely covered by colorful petals and swirling winds.
The world was painted with gentle colors.
The so-called brutality and bloodshed no longer exist.
Only a gentle breeze blows by, and the bright sun hangs high in the sky.
And—Rhodes, and the still-present Mount Tai beast in front of him.
But the moment this happened, the behemoth lost its composure.
It sensed that its spiritual power was weakening due to the world's transformation, and its bloody breath was becoming even more violent.
A look of incomprehensible astonishment flashed in its crimson pupils. "Why can your soul so skillfully manipulate this power—?"
Rhodes did not respond.
He wouldn't be so idle as to actually continue chatting with a monster that was about to die.
"So this is what it feels like to have a divine position," he murmured. "So cool—I guess I really have to get a divine position myself."
"Damn it—!"
The behemoth roared wildly, its overwhelming aura shattering countless flowerbeds, turning the world into a chaotic, colorful spectacle.
The waves surged wildly, bloodthirsty monsters spread out, and countless skeletal whales shook the sky and crashed down on Rhodes like meteors.
But Rod simply waved his hand forward again.
In an instant, all the shattered petals were reassembled and, like a rain of swords, pierced through the giant beast's body!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!
Tens of millions of petals danced, forming the most beautiful and powerful attack at this moment.
The wave instantly evaporated the skeletal whale, and even the giant beast was instantly annihilated in the sea of thousands of flowers.
The scarlet color is accented with pink, creating a starkly contrasting image.
This is something Rhodes learned from the [God of Soul Evolution].
Their own goddess always liked to use these gorgeous and beautiful skills—just like the beautiful pink world she revealed when she broke into Ivina's soul space last time.
So he did remember it, and he used it at that moment.
Undeniably, it is both gorgeous and practical.
With hands clasped together, the world seemed to press down on the behemoth like a squeezing machine.
Feeling his body being polluted by countless flowers, and the pent-up beast like a bound person, he clearly possessed endless power, yet at this moment he couldn't unleash any of it.
Panic, shock, anger—all sorts of emotions violently surfaced within its body.
None of this is possible for it!
How can a weak being who has only ascended four times control the power that belongs to the gods?
All of this was unrealistic for it, but one thing it was clear about was that it was all over.
It grew increasingly angry and desperate.
Its body was constantly being melted and devoured by these flowers, and the soul power it had fought to seize over the past few days was disappearing madly at this moment.
This is a long-term purification process.
The behemoth was unable to move, but for Rhode, this was not the end of the story.
Only by dissolving the "evil" within Charlotte can the current problem be truly solved.
Therefore, the competition now hinges on whether Rhode can completely obliterate the behemoth before his own soul shatters.
[Soul damaged, 87% remaining sanity]
As Rhode listened to the announcement on the panel in his mind, he increased the strength of the power binding several times over.
But something amazing happened at that moment.
As if due to the weakening of the soul's control power, countless images began to flash through the world like a revolving lantern.
These revolving lanterns all belong to Rod's past memories.
Whether it was the memory of being a "player" or the memory of being "Rhodes," they all began to surge forth wildly. The giant beast stared at these constantly flashing slides, the shock in its eyes growing stronger.
The so-called "player" identity is irrelevant to it, because it's all too fake, and it has the right to believe that this is Rhodes's dream memory.
But Rhodes' memories of traversing the history of the Dragon God Empire, reconstructing the world, hunting down the Dragon God, and even the various gods and world-reaching memories that appeared in the scene, all lingered in his eyes.
It understood that a being possessing such divinity was undoubtedly a god.
It also realized that the person in front of it was not some so-called ant at all.
He is a hero.
In that instant, Rhodes' memories shattered its last shred of mental defenses.
"Great Warrior—what a childish nickname. Humans always like to use such ridiculous nicknames to describe a giant beast." At this moment, the crimson eyes of the beast were completely extinguished, and it gave up its so-called resistance.
It's meaningless now; once the truth is known in its heart, there is only a calm and peaceful feeling.
Born of resentment, one dies naturally with a sense of relief.
The body was constantly being dissolved, and the power was also dissipating.
[Soul damaged, 47% remaining sanity]
When Rhodes's soul body was down to 47%, the behemoth's body, under a negative attitude, had already turned into a ghostly image.
Empty, yet returning to its original state.
This battle was completely one-sided; it couldn't even be called a battle.
A mere six-times-upgraded [Demon God's Resentment] is nothing more than an enemy that can be easily annihilated by [Charlotte's] soul.
"It's over, the last time."
Rhodes clenched his fist a little tighter, channeling the last of his soul power into it.
At that moment, his soul began to collapse at an accelerated pace.
[Soul damaged, 42% remaining sanity]
[37% mental capacity remaining]
[Mental remaining 2% ————]
The moment Rhode's soul body began to crack and emit a strange glow, it signified the final end of the battle.
The afterimages and consciousness of the behemoth gradually dissolved and dissipated in this world, eventually becoming particles and annihilating.
There was nothing there.
Yes, that monster has completely disappeared from this spiritual world.
All that remains in this world is the most beautiful sea of flowers and a peaceful world.
A gentle breeze blew by, as if nothing had happened.
Rhodes exhaled slightly, the breath he had been holding in began to relax.
The battle is over, but it's not completely over yet.
"Headache."
Rhodes felt somewhat distressed at the sight of his soul in such a broken state, but he didn't have time to dwell on it.
The soul must be separated—Clara's—no, Charlotte's soul.
The moment the behemoth vanished, the strength of this world began to increase dramatically, and the aura of the goddess Charlotte also emerged.
This signifies that Clara's consciousness has officially shifted towards Charlotte's.
Rhodes also understood that he had to spit Charlotte out of his body immediately, or he would explode first.
"point----"
Can be sudden.
Before Rhode could even utter a word, or even use his power to sever Charlotte's soul, the entire world began to collapse!
The flowers on the earth were shattered, and the sun and clouds in the sky were all replaced by a vast, white spiritual world.
Rod felt a slight sense of unease as he experienced a loss of balance. With his soul shattered like this, he couldn't afford to be tormented any longer. His eyes remained calm, and as he frowned, he heard a clear voice beside him: "Brother, this is our first meeting."
thump.
Rhodes blinked slightly and turned his head away.
At that very moment, the world stopped changing.
Everything was spread out in a white expanse, and standing beside Rhodes was only a girl filled with azure light.
The woman's body was slender, with a slim waist and an elegant back like a fish. She wore a thin blue silk dress, and her fair feet were exposed to the air.
At the same time, her eyes were also filled with divinity, with a shimmering light flashing across her pupils, inspiring awe in those who looked upon her.
This is a god—the god who dwells in the deep sea.
The aura of the gods spread toward Rhodes, and he suddenly froze in his tracks.
She braced herself against her waist, pinched Rod's cheek, and a warm current instantly swept over Rod's body.
At this moment, Rhodes' shattered soul began to repair itself frantically, with the broken parts being directly reassembled.
"Who are you?" Rod asked softly.
"Clara," Charlotte chuckled lightly, "Alright, Charlotte, the god you don't know."
"----Hello."
"There's no need to be so reserved, brother. In the end, Clara, as the Primarch, is actually a part of myself."
"Your way of addressing me is a bit disgusting. Just call me Rod."
"Are you going to bully me, brother?" Charlotte put on a pitiful, tea-like expression and said in a coquettish voice.
Damn it—as expected, there are no normal people among the gods.
But isn't that wrong?
As a deep-sea god, one of the oldest gods in the world, why would he be so disgusting?
Rhodes remained silent, but in the end, he did not let his guard down.
After all, gods are skilled at disguise, a fact he knew all too well.
He couldn't be sure that Charlotte, who was currently being friendly to him, was truly an ally, nor could he be sure that Charlotte wasn't deliberately trying to disgust him.
"No, it's just that a very old person called me 'brother' or something, which was really awkward."
"Hey, age is a taboo subject for girls. But I know why you're so wary." Charlotte twitched her pink lips, revealing a comically exaggerated expression. "But—I know even better why you saved me."
"After all, your soul is intertwined and merged with mine. Do you think I wouldn't know?"
It revealed the truth in a single sentence.
Rhodes remained silent for half a second, then could only reply helplessly, "That's true."
"I'll just tell you what you want to know in a simple and straightforward way first. As for the rest, we'll talk about it when we get back to the real world."
Charlotte chuckled and twirled a strand of her blue hair, saying softly, "First, when I get back, I'll make sure they return safely to the deep sea, so your academy is out of danger."
Secondly, you have successfully won me over. I promise that if the Linlank Empire encounters any trouble, I will do my best to help.
Third, I—do indeed retain my memories, that's all.
Rhodes' eyes narrowed.
"you mean?"
"Ah, that's right." Charlotte's face returned to normal slightly, with a hint of seriousness. "My memories also came from my previous life. In other words, almost all twelve gods are reborn with their memories intact."
"That's right, the Dragon God, too, has been resurrected."
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