Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1272 - 129: Uniting Forces Against the Evil God

The Dragon of the Vaulted Sky’s head crashed directly into the middle section of the city. Its massive body, as grand as a mountain, slowly adjusted its angle with the help of its wings, allowing the city to smoothly retreat after the collision, returning to a parallel angle with the ground. Destruction spread like a crescent moon from the southern side where the Dragon of the Vaulted Sky had struck, pushing the surviving thread-like buildings towards the northern side. The remnants of castles, courtyards, and tall buildings were piled high in the north under Situ Yi’s urgent rescue efforts, resembling the crooked and slanted illegal structures in the eastern district of the Country last century. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Situ Yi stood up supported by a building, the fierce wind blowing at his long robe. He was severely injured, continuously suffering setbacks, and there was no real helper by his side, yet his face showed no sign of anger or urgency, resembling a pale mask. His figure did not appear sorrowful but exuded a piercing desolation, like a haunting ghost wailing in the wind.

Without expression, he tugged at the threads: "Sorrowful Joyful Demon Dragon, usurp the sky."

Situ Yi’s next move was already in action, that Sorrowful Joyful Demon Dragon soaring outside the city!

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Seviss wrapped her coat collar tighter, exhaling a breath of foggy warmth. The swift flight brought a heavy burden to her body, and the extreme cold of high altitudes made her long for the temperature of the Fire Wind State. She squeezed the trigger, releasing silver bullets. The bullets exploded mid-flight into a sudden shower of fiery sparks illuminating the night sky. The grey-white Sorrowful Joyful Demon Dragon swam through the firelight, making no resistance, only a long cry as it rushed towards the distant Vaulted Sky City.

Seviss cursed fiercely and flew after the dragon’s tail. She began to miss the emergency body made by the Superpower Users; if her angelic body was still intact, she could catch up with a simple wing flick.

The heart can only manifest power when housed by the body, without flesh, the Spirit Light is merely a floating "God" like an air castle. In the Empire’s term, she is now a wild deity, it’s remarkable enough to have a Creation Realm Level foundational output thanks to past training. Situ Yi clearly saw through her info and thus hurried the demon dragon to accelerate its flight to him and destroy Vaulted Sky City. The flames burned hideous grey marks on the Sorrowful Joyful Demon Dragon’s body; she gazed at the unreachable back with a sigh.

"No way...time to sacrifice for the country once again!"

The demon dragon’s mouth opened snake-like, spewing blinding white flames to its chants, an overwhelming sight as if it ignited the sky. Seviss raised her gun to aim at the white flames; conventional methods failed, she needed to gamble her life, shooting herself like a bullet to end with her old rival’s power.

She couldn’t pull the trigger because a snowflake landed at the end of the Dragon Flame, and the white flame turned to pure white ice and snow. The Dragon Flame instantaneously reshaped into a rough ice spear and counterattacked the Sorrowful Joyful Demon Dragon with cold chanting.

"—Frozen at the motionless extreme north."

The Sorrowful Joyful Demon Dragon urgently changed its move, summoning thunder to scatter the freezing ice pillar. Amidst the spreading ice dust appeared the figure of the interceptor, a man dressed in red-golden armor, wielding a bright silver battle axe, Gaius Otimis, now President of the United States had regained his combat strength!

"Otimis family’s boy?" Seviss rejoiced exceedingly, "You still have the strength to fight?!"

Gaius repeatedly clenched his fist, his eyes indescribably complex. The miracle of retrospection wasn’t enough to fully restore the Realm of Martial Artists and Creator Realm Mage who possessed powers, but it worked exceptionally well for strong individuals like him and Gongsun Ce without powers.

"The miracle light of the Seventh Knight... she indeed restored most of my strength. What are you all thinking?"

"Considering cooperation."

The Mithril-colored gunlight struck, the Gun of Punishment’s blast blocked the dragon-summoned lightning. Will finally arrived at the battlefield, the Vaulted Sky City’s collision had momentarily shaken the city’s strength, allowing him to break free and come to aid. The agent’s demeanor remained calm: "In a national crisis, judgment on you awaits post-battle, now we must unite."

"No worries, lad, that judgment just now was swift, perform well later and you’ll get a reduced sentence!" Seviss laughed heartily. She drew a hand axe and charged towards the roaring demon dragon with Will, leaving her back to the expressionless Gaius. The president again lamented how the high church indeed was a bunch of unreasonable bastards, asking for help without even a conventionality of innocent release.

Perhaps it’s due to their heartlessness that these scumbags managed to unify the northern land, yet Otimis repeatedly failed.

"Alright, cooperation. Klein, come sever Faceless threads!"

Gaius, too, decided to be heartless, for whoever wins, it’s better than the Faceless God. He gathered his strength and charged towards the demon dragon battlefield; unseen by him, countless threads descended from the high sky, aiming to forcibly convert the three in the city into puppets of the drama. As soon as those threads appeared, they were all severed, a bright sword light spread from within the city, the sword arc devoid of any killing intent, resembling the midnight blue crescent of the polar night.

The swordsman stood amidst numerous inhuman corpses, casually flicking away bloodstains from the sword. He found a small bottle of liquor in a store ruin, regardless of authenticity, he unscrewed the cap and began to drink heartily. After drinking, the man cursed: "Damn it, I’m the former President of the United States, doing labor like cutting threads!"

"You are now the former President of the United States," Qin Qianbai said, "If you’re able to drink, then hurry up; many threads to cut, so be quicker."