Worlds' Apocalypse Online Chapter 447
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Chapter 447: Observation queue
Translated by: La0o9
Proofreader: Arya
While the realm demon was destroying the floating island.
On another side.
The endlessly vast space vortex.
Where chaotic winds never stopped blowing.
Countless strange creatures, mysterious structures and other unknown existences drifted about the space vortex without end, occasionally showing up within the space streams.
This was the underside of numerous worlds.
This was a space of nothingness born from the destruction of space and time of countless worlds.
A flushing current-like wind was sweeping a bright blue medal flying through the chaotic space vortex.
This medal was so small and so unassuming that it could be said to be unnoticeable.
That was why none of the creatures in the space vortex ever felt interested in it.
Its flight had continued for too many years to count.
And it didn’t seem like that would change any time soon.
However, at this very moment, something did change.
The blue medal was swept away by the chaotic winds into a special place within the space vortex.
If it was sentient, the medal would be confused at its own situation.
Because there was nothing here.
No sound, no structures, no worlds, no chaotic winds, no life, nothing.
The medal was the only thing here.
At some point, a voice sighed: “The medal huh…”
A hand reached out, taking the medal away.
This place returned to emptiness.
Many long years later.
A black crack opened up from the void of space.
An Inventory Bag flew out from the crack.
Then the crack disappeared almost immediately.
Everything returned to normal.
The only difference was that, there was now an Inventory Bag in this empty space.
The Inventory Bag just floated in space, unmoving.
A short while passed.
At some point, the Inventory Bag twitched almost unnoticeably.
Perhaps sensing that it didn’t do anything, the bag twitched again.
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A feminine hand reached out from the bag.
The hand touched the opening of the bag, lightly rubbing it.
The inner sight signature on the bag was dispelled without much effort.
The hand then tapped the Inventory Bag.
It opened.
Everything happened in just a few seconds.
Almost right after, a woman wearing a white fox mask appeared in the space vortex
As soon as she appeared, she was cautious.
——-Rakshasa’s Daughter.
She couldn’t wait anymore and had appeared.
Rakshasa’s Daughter took hold of the Inventory Bag and looked around.
A female voice quickly came from behind the fox mask.
“The vacant quarantine zone of the space vortex——- how did this young master get to the quarantine zone?”
The female voice sounded worried.
Within this vacant space, something seemed to appear for just a split second.
Rakshasa’s Daughter quickly turned to look.
Nothing was there.
“No good, I have to leave this place now!”
Rakshasa’s Daughter tapped her own body and took out a small intricate formation plate.
Infusing it with spirit energy the formation plate started to vibrate.
But the very next second, the vibration of the formation plate stopped completely.
Like it lost its effect.
Rakshasa’s Daughter yelled out: “No! This vacant quarantine zone doesn’t allow spatial warp!”
Inside this space, the imperceivable something from before once again appeared for a split second.
This time, it got closer to Rakshasa’s Daughter.
Every hair on her body stood up.
Quickly making her decision, she took out a white gleaming Blade and sliced through her own head.
Her head instantly fell down.
Behind the mask, Rakshasa’s Daughter’s expression twisted in anger, saying her last words.
“The one called Qi Yan… you dare trick me, I’ll definitely kill you!”
Guang Yang sect.
A villa on the floating island.
The white fox was curled up into a ball, napping.
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Suddenly, it jumped.
“Dead, no way, he died”
The white fox muttered.
“That’s strange, with his strength…”
The white fox waved its tail.
The tails began to dance in the air.
A weak-looking fan made from its tails spreads and quickly swept through the entire world.
Apparently, the white fox just activated some kind of spell.
After a while, the white fox’s eyes squinted so close it seemed like two thing concave strings, almost like it was smiling.
“What a coincidence, being sent to the quarantine zone”
“If it’s that place, dying really was the best choice”
“——-seems like this round of test just got much more interesting”
Standing up, it began to pace around the garden of the villa.
Behind the white fox, its snow-white tails stood up one by one.
One tail,
Two tails,
Three tails,
…
Eighteen tails.
A total of 18 tails appeared behind the white fox.
Back on the platform, the two Virtualized realm cultivators didn’t notice that the white fox had so many tails.
If they knew, with their knowledge, everything would’ve been different.
The snow-white tails behind the white fox started to form a circle.
As they did, a dim white glow slowly came out and slowly formed a gate of light.
From the gate, a grudgeful male voice came
「 I want to level Guang Yang sect, kill that one called Qi Yan and then finish the test 」
“Be my guest” the white fox spoke in a low voice, “but I have to remind you, of the Rakshasa’s Daughters so far, there is only one preserved body left, so you only have one last chance to completely your personal test”
The male’s fury instantly went away, instead smiling as he spoke: 「 I know, sir——— but that Qi Yan has two new worlds in his hand 」
“If you can get the coordinates of a new world, it can be counted as extra credit, under the conditions that you actually complete your test” the white fox casually replied.
「 Alright, I will complete the test 」the male voice had to accept.
“You may resume the test now” the white fox spoke.
「 Yes 」the male voice disappeared.
The white fox stood still.
A few seconds later.
A dignified voice came: 「 I’m here, you may begin your report 」
The white fox first bowed respectfully to the gate of light, then reported the situation in a low voice.
Once it did, the dignified voice came again.
「 Although it was through a trick, he actually forced a Rakshasa candidate to give up their body 」
「 It’s been so long since someone managed such a thing 」
The voice seemed to be hesitating for a bit before deciding.
「 Put that person into the observation queue, you may determine based on what you see whether or not they are qualified to become a Rakshasa candidate 」
“Yes, leave it to me” the white fox spoke.
「 Let’s leave it at that——- peace is only a short illusion, war is about to begin again, we need to replenish some excellent new blood, and so does our enemy, everything depends on you now 」
“I understand, do not worry sir” the white fox bowed again.
「 I’ll be awaiting for your return, watch out for that True Demon Lord, farewell 」
“Farewell”
The dim light began to fade.
The gate of light closed.
The white fox’s tails separated again into 18.
It was pacing casually around the garden of the villa, seemingly thinking of how to do its job.
At some point, the white fox’s expression twitched.
“One second earlier, the Rakshasa candidate once again appeared in Rakshasa Peak”
“On the other hand, that brat who killed the Rakshasa… I think he was called Qi Yan?”
Saying so, the white fox disappeared without a trace.
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