Doomsday Online: Supreme Blessing - Chapter 191

A hint of worry flashed through the eyes of the young girl who had her throat choked by Link. “Ling, do you not remember me anymore? I’m Aisha.”

A voice that was clean and melodious like trickling stream water sounded at the bottom of Link’s heart once again. It seemed as though it directly communicated with him through the soul.

The two youths beside him finally recovered from their shock, and their rather anxious voices sounded.

“Ling, what are you doing?! Have you been influenced by that group of evil beings?”

“Let go of Aisha! Have you gone mad too?”

Amid the voices, the two young males, or rather youths, came forward, wanting to rescue Aisha from Link’s hands.

But experienced as Link was, he naturally wouldn’t let them succeed easily.

The hand that was strangling Aisha tightened a little again. Link icily glanced at those two youths and said in a low voice, “Don’t move; you know the consequences!”

Those two people were worried that Aisha would meet with a mishap, and their bodies instantly froze in place.

Meanwhile, Link seized the opportunity to size up these few people.

Their appearances didn’t differ too much from that of humans; only their skin color was lighter, and their ears were also a little sharp. They resembled the legendary elves, and they all seemed to be quite good-looking.

Is this the race of this civilization? Moreover, their way of communication seems to act on the soul directly. Everyone in this race has a certain kind of psychological connection? Also, where are Xue Linglong, Ou Chen, and the rest?

Link was in thought when Aisha’s voice sounded once more. “Ling, don’t be nervous. We can understand your pain. The passing of your family cannot be changed. Let your emotions settle; everything will get better.”

Mm? What did that mean?

Pain and the evil beings that the two sharp-eared youths from earlier spoke of. This clan has enemies and is currently suffering through a certain calamity… Just as Link was pondering, a large amount of information suddenly exploded in his mind.

It was as if a large hand was prodding Link’s brain, almost twisting his brain into a lump of paste!

Link frowned as a pronounced sense of pain and dizziness came hitting. What appeared in his mind were memories, a section of memories that seemed to belong to ‘him.’

It seemed like a dust-sealed case was being opened; he remembered everything—everything was clear now.

He was called Ling. He lived with his family in a city near the Holy City—Atlan—and they originally had a peaceful and happy life. But not long ago, disaster suddenly arrived without warning. Even the clan’s sages and high priests didn’t expect it.

The disaster was a group of evil beings who came through the gaps of space. They destroyed cities and forts; countless people died, and fresh blood dyed the grounds and oceans.

His family members all perished as a result. The evil beings seemed to be inexhaustible; they even emitted terrifying pollution.

People who were polluted would be aberrated and become a member of the evil beings.

Their people fought courageously, but it was still difficult to reverse the tide.

Seven great sages in the clan died successively, leaving only three who guarded the survivors as they retreated to the Holy City, Atlan, which was built on the ocean.

This was their ancestral land and also their last hope.

The sages and high priests wanted to summon the gods of their faith. Perhaps only the gods would be able to end this catastrophe…

As each memory came forth, the world before Link’s eyes quickly turned dark as if he had fallen into a deep, bottomless sea.

Before Link completely lost consciousness, he could only vaguely sense Aisha’s calls.

…

When Link opened his eyes once again, he was already inside a building.

Decorations with colors of white and blue criss-crossed, and the walls of a certain alloy material gave one a feeling of freshness and spaciousness.

“You’re awake?” A hint of surprise flashed across the small face of Aisha, who sat by the bedside. She had clearly been the one taking care of Link earlier. “You scared all of us previously. Fortunately, it’s not a big problem. The priests said that you’ve just experienced mental shock; you weren’t polluted by the evil beings.”

“Is that so? I feel like I have lost something very important.” Link frowned lightly, stretching out a hand to hold his forehead. His head still felt slightly swollen.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be the owner of a city and that he had a group of companions… But this memory was extremely misty and blurry like a dream. Was it a dream? I shouldn’t have those experiences.

“Don’t worry. Even if this world is being destroyed, I will always be with you.” Aisha suddenly grabbed Link’s palm, her clear eyes full of determination.

Sensing the warmth from Aisha’s palm, Link nodded and stopped thinking. “Thank you, Aisha. You are a good person.”

The two people were silent for a moment until Aisha’s face was stained with crimson. She let go of Link’s palm and turned around with slight embarrassment. “Ling, you’re probably hungry. I’ll go get you some food.”

Link shook his head. “I’m not. How long was I out? How’s the situation now?”

Aisha paused in her steps, and a sad voice sounded in Link’s heart.

“You were in a coma for a day; the situation has been worsening constantly. Another sage died. Now, there is only the great sage and Lanzhi Sage left in the Holy City.”

Link struggled to get up and wanted to get out of the bed. “I got it; I want to go to the frontline and protect the Holy City as well.”

Aisha shook her head. “Currently, the Holy City’s line of defense is still considered stable. Those evil beings haven’t launched an attack for now. Right now, there is another matter that is even more important. The great sage and high priest have gathered all surviving clansmen to go pray before the Enlightenment Temple tomorrow. They hope to gather everyone’s strength of faith to contact the gods and have them help us end this fearsome calamity.”

Link nodded. “The gods will appear, right?”

“They definitely will. The sea gods have been protecting us all this time. Besides, this is Atlan. He will definitely save us.” Aisha’s tone was steadfast.

…

The next day, at the huge square in front of the Enlightenment Temple.

The survivors prayed toward a perfectly pure, purple-colored crystal before the temple, their countenances extremely sincere.

Such crystals carried immense strength; the entire race’s neural network was built depending on large amounts of crystals. It allowed their communication and transmission of information to be extremely quick. Civilization was also able to develop at a high rate.

Link and Aisha were also among the crowd. When connected to the entire race’s psychological network, one would be able to hear all the prayers that came from the heart.

In front of the temple, the great sage, Lanzhi Sage, and the high priest also silently carried out ritual procedures, hoping to be able to contact their gods.

With the crowd’s sincere prayers, streaks of invisible strength of faith gathered and blended. The purple crystal indistinctly released starlight.

The high priest chanted ancient incantations. The starlight on the purple crystal swiftly condensed and finally turned into a massive pillar of light, connecting the ground, the deep sea, and the sky.

At this moment, all the survivors lifted their heads to look up at this huge pillar of light. Hope was all over their faces.

The high priest sat down before the pillar of light and began meditating to communicate with the gods.

The great sage’s dignified voice also sounded in the psychological network. “Don’t worry, everyone. The gods can hear all of our sincere prayers; He will definitely save us!”