Chapter 350: 217 It’s crying_1

Chapter 350: Chapter 217 It’s crying_1

Shamara who was mingled with the women, sensing Ange following, quietly fell back to the end of the line. As they passed a building, she smoothly left the group and approached Ange.

Ange said to Brand, “You guys should leave.”

Little Brand was astonished, “Leave? Is that okay? Our mission is to protect you.”

Before he even finished speaking, Brand lifted him by his collar, dragging him along, “You are too talkative.”

They kept walking until they reached a corner hundreds of meters away. They stopped only when Ange was no longer in sight.

“Fool, do you think the lord needs your protection? We are just here for show, to intimidate others. Know your place; when the lord asks you to do something, just do it without asking. What if the lord is having a private meeting with a lover, and we hear things we shouldn’t–we would all die,” Brand said sharply, filled with frustration at Little Brand’s naivety.

Shamara, who was mistakenly believed to be Ange’s lover, reluctantly came over, “What are you doing here?”

Why was this guy seen everywhere! Shamara was absolutely exasperated in her heart.

In the Resting Abyss, she took off in a hurry. She didn’t want to see these people anymore, because she realised the longer she stayed with them, the more her beliefs and convictions wavered.

Despite being heretics, their way of interacting and conducting their affairs were even purer than the purest child.

Moreover, Ange possessed the purest Holy Light, which was fatally attractive to her. But a voice within her kept warning her: do not touch, you will die!

That’s why Shamara left the Resting Abyss at the fastest speed, to stay away from these people. Unexpectedly, after running across two dimensions, she still bumped into them.

This made her very discontent with the voice in her heart: Why shouldn’t I touch it?!

The voice inside answered: An error against God will be magnified.

“Rescue? What are... you doing here?” This was also a question Ange wanted to know.

Shamara hesitated and said, “I felt Luna’s breath. A voice in my heart told me that I could find answers here.”

“Luna?” Negris’ voice echoed from Ange, “Wasn’t Luna already gone?”

Shamara shook her head, “I don’t know. I only know that I may find answers by coming here.”

“Your ability is really subject to chance...” Negris didn’t know what to say. With no doubt, Shamara had awakened some kind of detecting divine technique, so her predictive ability was extraordinary.

However, the things she perceived were too vague. It was worse than not having this ability at all because she didn’t know how dangerous the things she detected were, and yet she plunged headlong into it. However, when used in the right places, this ability could be very useful.

“So, where do you intend to go now? Into the city? What’s your current status?” Negris asked.

“Yes, into the city. I’m currently posing as a washerwoman, but the foreman keeps harassing me,” Shamara said, annoyed.

“How about this?” Negris proposed, “You use your predictive ability to help us rescue people. Once we rescue them, we’ll take you into the city.”

Shamara hesitated as she looked at Ange, thinking of his pure Holy Light, and admitted that it would be easier to get into the city with him. Her heart moved.

Mainly because the foreman of the washing team kept harassing her and it was nauseating.

Having been a saint since childhood and being a target of the church for cultivation, Shamara had never experienced the ugliness of the church and the sufferings of the world. Faced with this situation, she felt helpless and disgusted. Unless she didn’t want to get into the city, it seemed that she had no other choice but to endure it.

“It’s just a small blessing.” Shamara said dismissively, invoked another Sacred Flame, and slapped it onto Luther.

Luther was able to breathe freely again and gave Shamara a thumbs up.

“Alright, now tell me your plan. How are you going to rescue the Dimensional Beast? Hurry up and finish so that you can take me into the city. I feel like something is about to happen there.” Shamara said, frowning.

“We weren’t sure what to do initially. The guards there are too strict. But now that you’re here, we can try approaching it through the underground mine.” Negris suggested.

“Me? I’ve never been here before. How would I know which mine path we could use to get closer?” Shamara asked in surprise.

Negris chuckled, “Of course through your predictive ability! Come on, tell me, can this mine path get us closer to the surface where the Dimensional Beast is sealed?”

Shamara gasped for breath and almost fell, “You’re not asking me to try one path at a time, are you?”

Negris nodded as though it was a matter of course.

Having no choice, Shamara had to try out each mine path. Every time they prised into a new path, Negris would ask her the same question: “Can this mining path get us closer to the surface where the Dimensional Beast is sealed?”

She’d either shake her head or nod. The last time she nodded, they entered a dead end.

“Huh, is that it? A dead end?” Negris asked in surprise.

Shamara paled and pointed upwards. The predictive ability was a Divine Technique, and each expenditure was actually quite significant. By the time she reached the dead-end, she was exhausted.

Ange placed his hand on her shoulder, releasing Holy Light.

As the pure force flowed into her body, she felt invigorated, and her eyes sparkled with distinct eagerness.

However, she quickly gritted her teeth and shut her eyes, trying her best to shift her attention, for the voice in her head was warning her again.

After replenishing her with a bit of energy, Ange flew up and touched the rock above him.

Negris suggested, “Ange, it’s your move now. Your Ground Cracking Technique is too lowly for just loosening the soil. Its best application is for digging tunnels. With your delicate control, limit the range of the fissures within a circle and dig all the way up.”

Ange felt the earth elements in the rocks and stirred them up. Then, with a sudden jerk, the rocks above collapsed silently and started to crumple down.

After the rocks had fallen and a human-sized circle appeared, the inside was clean while the outside was completely undamaged.

Both Shamara and Serene startled at the scene and suddenly understood what Negris meant by ‘delicate control’.

Ange crawled into the hole, stretched out his hand to the top, and released his Ground Cracking Technique. The rocks crumbled and fell down.

Moving further bit by bit, after thousands of Ground Cracking Techniques, Ange touched a man-made foundation.

Probably nobody had ever cast thousands of Ground Cracking Techniques consecutively, so no one would ever think that an enemy could tunnel from underground. This was a mining area, filled with hard rocks below the ground. Even if someone was digging, it was impossible to do so stealthily without making any noise.

After touching the stone, Ange fell down the hole.

“How’s it going? Did you get through?” Negris asked.

Ange nodded then said, “It’s crying.”

PS: I want to cry too. I ate the wrong food – the red chili-oil boneless chicken feet and spicy hot pot of extra blood – I almost couldn’t make up the chapter tonight.