The Tokusatsu Era: Starting with Orphnoch

Chapter 240 The Witch's Banquet: Rebirth from Despair!!

Editing space.

Zhao Hong slowly opened his heavy eyes, as if he had just woken up from a long and deep sleep.

"Hoo..." He exhaled a long breath.

"This internal observation session lasted quite a while. It's been a long time since I've felt this comfortable. I wonder what interesting changes have occurred on Earth during this time?"

After saying that, Zhao Hong stretched out one hand, and with a slight exertion of his internal energy, a powerful energy flowed from his fingertips like a flowing stream of water.

Driven by his will, this energy spread rapidly, establishing a close connection with the Blue Star Memory Library.

Immediately afterwards, all the big and small things that Lanxing had experienced during this period began to flash through Zhao Hong's mind like scenes from a fast-forwarded movie.

The scenes and events were so vivid and clear, as if he had experienced them himself.

"Hmm, it seems that the King of Orphnoch and Udo Island have not stopped their efforts during this time."

"The internal arrangements on the Ming side have been successfully put on track." Zhao Hong nodded thoughtfully, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Since the situation has developed relatively steadily, let them deal with it on their own from now on."

"It's time for me to start a new round of editing." With that thought, Zhao Hong made up his mind.

"It's been quite a while since we've sent any new weirdos to Earth."

"This time, let's just send all the meticulously crafted weirdos to the remaining countries on Earth at once!"

"I imagine that after the next round of trials, the great integration of Blue Star will proceed even more rapidly." Zhao Hong's lips curled up slightly, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Finally, Zhao Hong decisively disconnected from the Blue Star Memory Library. A bright light flashed, and his figure went directly to the depths of the editing space.

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Myanmar-Myanmar border.

On a vast, empty area a hundred miles from the Ming Dynasty's border defenses, the place appeared unusually quiet and eerie.

On this open space, there are countless unknown columnar objects standing in dense clusters.

These columnar objects vary in size and shape, and their arrangement is completely random, as if they were randomly discarded here.

In the very center of this encirclement, a high platform stood out abruptly, and dozens of humans were bound on it.

At this moment, the full moon in the sky shone with a bright light, pouring down like mercury, enveloping the people on the stone platform and adding a touch of mystery and eeriness to the whole scene.

Ye Shang was one of these dozens of people.

Unlike the others, he did not panic or shout when he first woke up.

Instead, he remained unusually calm and began to carefully observe his surroundings.

Ye Shang was originally just an ordinary photographer in a border city of the Ming Dynasty.

On weekdays, he always likes to take his camera and wander around, capturing beautiful natural scenery and cultural landscapes.

However, just a few days ago, when he was taking pictures of the scenery in the border area as usual, someone suddenly hit him hard on the head from behind, and then everything went black and he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was in this completely unfamiliar place.

He looked around and saw many people gathered around him who had suffered the same fate as him.

These people came from different races; some had yellow skin like him, while others had black or white skin.

Everyone looked bewildered and terrified, shouting for help in their native languages.

"It seems that this kidnapping gang is definitely not an ordinary group. They were able to capture people from so many different countries so easily and bring them all together."

"But... there isn't a single guard around. Aren't they worried we might take the opportunity to escape?" Ye Shang frowned, pondering to himself.

"And the situation here seems to have similarities to those little-known religious rituals that I have filmed in other countries before."

Suddenly, an ominous premonition welled up in my heart.

Just as Ye Shang was racking his brains trying to figure out how to break free from his restraints, the platform beneath his feet suddenly began to tremble violently without warning.

"Damn it! This is really the end!"

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly critical, Ye Shang was extremely anxious and immediately doubled his efforts, trying to break free of the ropes as soon as possible.

"Aaaaaah!!!" Accompanied by a shrill scream, Ye Shang looked up abruptly, only to find that the bright moon that had been hanging high in the sky had somehow turned as red and dazzling as blood.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a burly Black man lying on the ground in agony, clutching his body tightly with both hands.

Even more terrifying was that his body was now emitting a strange red light and was visibly shattering into pieces like broken porcelain.

Ye Shang was stunned speechless by this sudden scene.

However, before he could recover from his extreme shock, screams of agony rang out one after another around him.

Turning his head to look around, he saw that the other people around him were also beginning to experience the same terrible condition as that black man.

The next moment, Ye Shang clearly felt an indescribable pain coming from inside his body, as if a pair of invisible hands were tearing his body apart.

To his horror, he discovered that his body was slowly splitting open to the sides, and a completely unfamiliar and terrifying body was crawling out of the crack.

Although Ye Shang knew nothing about this being, he instinctively knew that if he let it tear open his body and crawl out, he would definitely die!

"No matter what kind of thing you are, since you want to kill me and crawl out, I'll make sure you don't get your way!" Ye Shang gritted his teeth, his eyes wide with anger.

With a roar, Ye Shang endured the intense pain, stretched out his hands, and desperately grabbed at the unknown life that had just emerged from his body.

He used all his strength to try to push it back into his body.

However, that unknown life form clearly would not easily succumb to Nightfall's obstruction.

It also twisted its body desperately, struggling frantically to break free.

Thus began a thrilling tug-of-war.

Nightfall and the unknown life form went back and forth, neither giving way, each striving with all their might to gain control of their bodies.

Time ticked by, and the intense standoff continued.

However, just when the situation reached a stalemate, an unexpected situation occurred.

Suddenly, a dazzling red flame burst forth from some unknown corner, carrying intense heat and boundless power, heading straight for Ye Shang.

In an instant, the entire space was illuminated by the raging flames.

The unknown life form that was still fighting back was instantly engulfed in flames after being attacked.

Under the scorching heat, it let out a shrill scream, then gradually lost its mind and was powerless to resist.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Shang used all his strength to forcefully compress the unknown life form and flames into his body.

In an instant, he felt an incredibly powerful force surging through his body, as if it were about to tear apart every inch of his skin and every bone.

After this fierce battle, Ye Shang finally collapsed to the ground, his vision blurred, due to exhaustion.

moment.

A figure as white as snow appeared in front of Ye Shang.

"Hmm... Is there only one? Oh well, something is better than nothing!" the white-clad figure murmured softly.

Immediately afterwards, he bent down and placed a driver with a black and gold hand inlaid in the center next to Nightfall.

After doing all this, the white figure slowly straightened up and raised its right hand.

As he moved, a magic circle shining with white light suddenly appeared beside him.

The runes in the magic circle shimmered with an eerie light, weaving together into a complex and beautiful pattern.

Then, the white magic circle gently shifted, and his figure vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.