Chapter 137: The Awakening of the Seer of Quinlan

It was a towering creature resembling a centipede, its segmented body adorned with thick limbs, each ending in sharp claws that gleamed coldly, convincing one that cutting through gold and jade would be effortless. Its golden shell made it impossible to guess the limits of its defense.

Just the upper half of its body, protruding above the water, stretched more than ten meters long, swaying like a moving office building.

Its head bore four enormous pincers like those of a crab, so robust that one could easily believe they could snap a car in two.

At the center of these four pincers was a terrifying mouth reminiscent of a lamprey’s, from which a tongue-like, bright red strip extended. Layers of thin membranes peeled back like blossoming petals, revealing a face in the center: Syroya.

Now governed by the fire of vengeance, Syroya’s appearance had taken on a more eerie charm. Her face, composed entirely of vivid red flesh and blood, twisted into a grimace, with only faint traces of her former self discernible along her contours.

A revenant returned from hell, she deserved the title—the Goddess of Vengeance.

She let out a venomous whisper as if from the depths of the infernal abyss: “I will devour you, Adonsa!”

Adonsa raised an eyebrow. “Hearing that from someone else would be quite a novelty.”

“Waaahhh—”

Syroya suddenly withdrew deep into the heart of the Goddess of Vengeance, who emitted a piercing roar from her throat before lunging at Adonsa with a vicious bite.

Rows of sharp teeth sank deeply into the flesh below, tearing off tons of bloody meat and swallowing it whole.

Yet Adonsa stood just beside the great maw by mere fractions of an inch. His silver hair billowed in the wind, and no one could discern how he moved.

The entire field of flesh trembled as if a mosquito had bitten a human, seemingly ready to reach out and crush the damned insect.

Adonsa glanced sideways, and the Mother of Corpses immediately fell silent, unwilling to disturb her master’s focus.

The pincers, born purely for slaughter, struck fiercely at Adonsa but only sliced through a fading afterimage.

Adonsa’s speed and strength far surpassed the limits of naturally evolved creatures, like comparing charcoal to diamond in hardness—both carbon, yet worlds apart in nature and value. He was a carbon-based being who had transcended biological constraints, designed not for petty skirmishes on a single planet but for conquering the universe.

The Goddess of Vengeance’s huge mouth slid along the ground, biting into the flesh beneath and leaving a pit-riddled path as she relentlessly pursued Adonsa.

Yet Adonsa moved like a ghost, each step producing a sonic boom. He could travel faster than sound at any moment, disappearing from view as if teleporting.

Neither the tank-crushing jaws nor the steel-tearing pincers struck anything but Adonsa’s illusions.

He toyed with the Goddess of Vengeance like a mosquito playing with a turtle, leading her in circles.

The fifty-meter-long centipede’s massive body had fully come ashore, and a single roll leveled all the surrounding flesh structures.

Midway, Adonsa dodged once more with a flash, narrowly escaping the terrifying bite.

But this time, the uncontrollable attack shattered the warehouse where the Mantis People were suspended.

Realizing what had happened, the Goddess of Vengeance emitted a dreadful wailing from within and suddenly went berserk, swallowing all the dead and surviving Mantis People alike.

Syroya seemed utterly deranged, indiscriminately devouring even the kin she had sworn to protect.

Roger, who had long kept his distance, noticed that the Goddess of Vengeance swallowed the corpse of Li Kangshan, whose heart had been ripped out.

Then, the frenzied goddess launched another lightning-fast strike, arching her body like a bowstring and lunging at Adonsa with overwhelming force.

Adonsa seemed weary of this hide-and-seek and stood his ground, facing the attack head-on.

His slender arms instantly swelled into rough, ape-like limbs, bracing against the giant maw to block the strike while his hair whipped around, tangling the pincers sweeping in from four directions.

From deep within her throat, the Goddess of Vengeance sprayed a mouthful of acidic liquid onto Adonsa. The surrounding flesh sizzled and sank, but Adonsa remained unharmed.

The monstrous creature was thus stopped by the vastly smaller Adonsa, like a mouse holding back the palm of a human hand.

Such an event happening to Adonsa was both breathtaking and somehow expected.

After sliding back two meters, Adonsa fused with the flesh beneath him, firmly anchoring himself and halting his retreat.

Suddenly impeded, the Goddess of Vengeance derailed like a train crashing into a mountain, her long body twisting into a tangled mess.

She made no attempt to untangle herself, instead launching a barrage of attacks with over a hundred sharp legs striking from all directions at Adonsa.

His body was pierced by hundreds of blades that could cut through gold and jade, his small frame buried beneath layer upon layer of lethal cuts.

In the next moment, countless beams of white light flickered like phantoms—these were innumerable nanofilaments sharper than any blade.

The tip of each filament measured about 0.0001 square micrometers, a scale comparable to the sharpest knife edges. Yet Adonsa’s nanofilaments compressed this scale down to 0.0000001 or even 0.00000001 square micrometers, slicing almost along molecular gaps. Conventional materials had no chance of resisting.

Thus, his dazzling silver hair instantly transformed into a weapon more terrifying than the grotesque Goddess of Vengeance. A mere gentle swing nearly cut her into worm-like pieces.

Hundreds of twitching sharp legs scattered on the ground, resembling some bizarre creature.

Another flash of silver light followed as Adonsa neatly sliced the Goddess of Vengeance’s centipede body into eighteen segments, each as large as a freight truck.

“If you don’t come out now, I will truly kill her. Your ten thousand years of preparation will have been for nothing.”

Adonsa seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps to Syroya. But if it was neither, then to whom was he speaking?

Without hesitation, his silver hair swept through with a sharp glint, shattering the Goddess of Vengeance’s head and the face of Syroya within into a mass of flesh...

That should have been the end, but a layer of diamond-shaped crystals had somehow formed around Adonsa, blocking all his influence on the outside world—be it electromagnetic waves or pheromones, all were stopped by this translucent shield.

Even the unstoppable nanofilaments were powerless against this strange substance, which seemed to lack even molecular structure.

Adonsa, far from dismayed, shouted joyfully, “Quinlon, you finally decided to leave your shell!”

“Adonsa, you are committing the gravest provocation. The Light of Quinlon will punish you!”

A young yet stern voice echoed directly into Adonsa’s mind. Though in an unfamiliar language, its meaning was unmistakably clear.

Golden lights gathered like stars upon the shattered fragments of the Goddess of Vengeance, which melted swiftly like ice cream under the blazing sun.

A golden sun appeared overhead—the golden light spider, the Quinlon Prophet, who had previously sealed itself away.