Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon

The three angels had departed the battlefield, but the true war was only just beginning. Sonia clashed against the Weaver, Yaxiu took the initiative to draw away the Supreme Lord of the Blood Moon, and together the Witch, the Silver Lantern, and Vichy barely managed to hold back the Lord of Joy. "Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon has four eternal wonders!" Yaxiu called out a warning. "They are—" Thud! With a guillotine axe-kick delivered as swift as thunder, the Supreme Lord of the Blood Moon sent Yaxiu plummeting like a snapped kite. Unfurling his void wings, Yaxiu skimmed low over the sea of blood. The Supreme Lord of the Blood Moon gave a cold sneer, stepping across the air with sonic booms as he gave chase to lock Yaxiu in brutal combat, whipping up roaring swells across the crimson sea! "Don't worry about us, the Gospel God has already worked it out!" Diya answered him from afar, then continued, "Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon has four eternal wonders, but earlier the Demon Hunting Angel only displayed the effects of three: 'Wind's Wound,' which deals invisible slaughter; 'Flower's Whisper,' for disruptive control; and 'Snow Scattering,' which handles defense." The Lord of Joy did not interrupt Diya, waiting until she finished before speaking: "The Gospel God is indeed a treasure the Weaver spent years cultivating. Yet in a divine war, gathering intelligence is only the first step. What matters more is..." "How to deal with it, how to weaken it, how to break it." As the Lord of Joy's words fell, an intense intuition of death pierced the hearts of the Witch and her companions. They moved to evade almost instantaneously, yet the sudden traces of wind still sliced into their shoulders and necks. The Silver Lantern's chest was even pierced clean through, though it healed in an instant. Soundless, unexpected, ignoring defense! Vichy and the others immediately realized the terror of Wind's Wound, yet they charged forward without hesitation, unleashing their respective miracles to entangle the Lord of Joy's steps, refusing to let him support the Weaver or the Supreme Lord of the Blood Moon. The Lord of Joy snapped his fingers, and the three demigods' offensive instantly withered and disintegrated into flurries of snowflakes. He then made a blowing gesture, and the drifting snowflakes immediately scattered with a rustle. The strange sound of snow scraping against the wind flowed into the ears of the Witch and her companions, morphing into the frigid, sluggish murmurs of an icy spring, causing their very thoughts to grind to a crawl. Wind's Wound, Flower's Whisper, and Snow Scattering—these three eternal wonders could actually influence, strengthen, and trigger one another! Yet—Wonder: Soul Shriek! Miracle: Silvered World! The swirling snow turned entirely silver as it fell, and their sluggish minds were pierced awake by the shriek. Not only was the ceaseless, chained wonder of Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon instantly severed, but the Lord of Joy also felt an overwhelming drowsiness wrap around him—the Witch had unleashed the unique wonder 'Warm Winter'! The Lord of Joy's Snow Scattering was already a snowy expanse. Diya had woven the threads of Warm Winter into it, leveraging the effect of the Lord of Joy's own wonder to form the imagery of winter, catching him in the snare in a flash! "Remarkable, but..." Retreating as he let the snowflakes wrap around himself, the Lord of Joy used the warbling murmurs of Flower's Whisper to instantly restore his soul to its normal state. In addition to disrupting and controlling enemies, Flower's Whisper was a top-tier soul-healing wonder! "...still far too green." Wind's Wound struck silently, zeroing in on the trio of charging demigods. Mid-flight at extreme speed, even if they managed to change direction, they would still be heavily battered in succession by Wind's Wound's insidious angles! This time, however, the Silver Lantern was the first to notice the trajectory of Wind's Wound. She proactively reached out to intercept it, burning through source crystals one after another as radiant diamond-silver light illuminated the invisible lacerations of wind! Wind's Wound halted abruptly after piercing the Silver Lantern, sparing Vichy and Diya. Yet by then, the Lord of Joy was cycling the Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon wonder once more. A deluge of petals filled the sky, snowflakes drifted, and howling winds roared. The breathtaking scenery before them was like a bottomless quagmire, slowly swallowing them toward asphyxiation. "Damn it, how did the Sword Princess grow Yaxiu's tail?" Diya was deeply aggrieved, her hair color gradually becoming disheveled and messy as wild thoughts ran through her head. "Yaxiu always plays favorites!" "Even if Yaxiu plays favorites, he wouldn't leave us out of something that can boost our strength," Vichy said, letting out another Soul Shriek to dispel the mental taint of Flower's Whisper before finding a spare moment to add, "More likely than not, it's some new trick they stumbled upon by accident." Diya wore a sorrowful expression, muttering under her breath, "They actually messed around without inviting me..." "Calm down, Witch, we aren't out of options," Weise said calmly. "The strength of Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon lies in thoroughly transforming the environment, but I can silver the world. We still have a chance of winning!" Just as Weise said, the chained wonders of Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon formed a massive trap that continuously reshaped the environment and prevented enemies from escaping. Even if one could resist momentarily, defeat was merely a matter of time so long as one remained within the snare. However, Weise's Silvered World happened to continually weaken and taint the trap, meaning the Lord of Joy might not necessarily trap them to death. As for the void door teleportation, Weise had no intention of using it a second time. A sneak attack of that nature worked only once; a second attempt would inevitably be anticipated by the enemy. That was why Weise had dropped hints for Sonia to herd all the support angels together in the first place, maximizing the fruits of that ambush. She had considered ambushing the combat angels, but they were bound to the secret realms and might possess teleportation miracles—the risk was far too great to take. Watching the three demigods hold him in an outright stalemate, the Lord of Joy sighed softly. "If possible, I would still prefer that you surrender obediently." "In your dreams!" Diya snapped back immediately. But when the Lord of Joy looked over, she could not help shrinking back, feeling a mixture of lingering fear and pride in her heart—*I actually shouted at a Divine Lord!* Vichy and Weise did not speak, but their silent casting of arts made their stance abundantly clear. "Clinging to one's convictions, refusing any compromise—it is precisely because of this that strife never ceases in this world..." the Lord of Joy murmured softly, turning his head toward Weise. "God of the Silver Lantern, I actually agree very much with what you did, whether it was destroying Senluo ahead of time or continuing to sustain Senluo as the Silver Lantern... In you, I see the historical responsibility of a sorcerer." "Someone must do the ugly things, and someone must do the right things." The Lord of Joy's tone grew solemn. "Because it must be us. Because it can only be us." He pointed casually, and an invisible Wind's Wound tore through the sky, stabbing toward the most dazzling place within the secret realm—the silver pillar of light! When the Ancient Battlefield had first expanded, it had already encompassed the silver pillar within the secret realm's borders! When the all-destroying gale obliterated the base of the silver light, everyone's gaze was drawn toward it, even Sonia locked in her bloody struggle and Yaxiu tumbling through the sea of blood. That had originally been their destination today, the finish line of their journey through Senluo. It was the resting place of the Silver Lantern's true body—the Silent Spiral. Yet as the dust and smoke dispersed, the silver pillar still stood tall above the Silent Spiral—dazzling, slender, but as steadfast as a mountain. The Lord of Joy pulled his gaze back and looked at the God of the Silver Lantern, who was exerting every effort to silver Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon. Compared to earlier, her appearance had grown even more solemn: fully armored in a platinum battle skirt, sleeves, and trousers, not an inch of skin exposed, she resembled the very last Valkyrie of this world. The Lord of Joy said, "So your true body can leave after all." "Why did you think I had to remain in a specific place to sustain the Senluo World?" the Silver Lantern declared proudly. "I am Senluo!" "Very good." The Lord of Joy lowered his eyelids. "While it is a pity I cannot claim a cheap victory, I am glad the Senluo World can continue to endure." "In that case, I will take care of you three first before supporting the others." "Not a chance!" Diya shouted, sticking out her neck stubbornly. "In a moment, I'll grow supreme tail feathers and counter-kill you!" Just then, Vichy cast a thoughtful glance at Weise. Weise noticed her look and shook her head, indicating she was fine. The Spectre Prophet said nothing more, continuing to resist Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon. Yet just a moment ago, Vichy had distinctly glimpsed a smudge of dark green crystal on the small sliver of Weise's exposed neck.