I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 211 - 180: Four O’Clock
She deliberately avoided looking at the Divine Statue, yet she still felt something stirring beneath her skin.
In the thick winter clothes, it was undetectable on her body, but on her face and the backs of her hands, baby faces bulged against her skin, trying to break free.
Countless pitch-black infants crawled out from beneath her feet, clinging to her legs, threatening to engulf her.
Sang Que frantically harnessed the power of the Yin Child to resist, her eyes fixed intently on the Human Bone Dice that she had thrown out along with the sweet potato.
The dice rolled far away, stopping when it hit the leg of a table at a roadside sausage stand, facing upward was...
Four!
In an instant, all the baby faces that emerged from Sang Que’s skin and those clutching at her calves collapsed inward.
The cries of infants ceased abruptly, and all the red threads on the street sparked and rapidly vanished without a trace.
Crack!
A cracking sound was heard as the Divine Statue held by the Southern Ocean woman shattered!
"This is impossible!"
The Southern Ocean woman was terrified, immediately setting down the statue and kneeling on the ground to chant bizarre incantations in the Southern Ocean language.
"Chant to hell!"
The Ghost Realm loosened, and in a flash, Sang Que teleported in front of the Southern Ocean woman. Fueled by the power of the Yin Child, she kicked the Divine Statue, sending it flying and shattering against a streetlamp.
"No—"
The Southern Ocean woman screamed as her belly swelled rapidly, and her entire body withered as if drained.
Her eyes were blood-red with hatred as she spat out venomous words.
"You’ve desecrated the Golden Child, darkness will forever shroud you, you’ll fall into Hell, a fate worse than death, forever enveloped in loneliness and fear..."
Bang!
The Southern Ocean woman’s belly burst open, spilling a foul-smelling black liquid as she collapsed with a sinister smile, uttering her final words.
"... by your side..."
The Southern Ocean woman’s body quickly dissolved into a black, putrid liquid, leaving nothing but her clothes, not even bones.
The sound of infants crying echoed again, and Sang Que felt herself enveloped by a shadow, untouchable and invisible, yet it followed her closely, making her uncomfortable.
The pitch-black infants that emerged from the Southern Ocean woman’s belly sped away, wailing like beasts as they crawled to escape.
With a fierce look in her eyes, Sang Que pulled out the Heavenly Gang Ruler from her bag, intercepting them with instant teleportation.
The infant, with a clear target, crawled towards Jiang Zao, about to burrow into her stomach when Sang Que struck down with a rod.
The black ruler lit up with blood-red runes, striking down the pitch-black infant, shattering the Heavenly Gang Ruler in the process.
The Yin Child stirred, eager to break free, but Sang Que forcefully suppressed it, taking out the copper mirror to cover it.
Both the Yin Child and the village resentment desired the Golden Child.
The copper mirror shook violently under Sang Que’s tight grip, releasing black smoke, and the cries gradually diminished as the gravely wounded Golden Child was sealed within the mirror.
The Golden Child had already reached Ghost Level, capable of harming people with its cries and creating a Ghost Realm. If the Human Bone Dice hadn’t fortuitously scored a four, severely injuring the Golden Child, another fierce battle might have ensued, resulting in countless casualties.
Especially for Jiang Zao and Xu Yichao, Sang Que was unsure if she could protect them.
She had thought the modern era would be free of Ghost Level entities, but clearly, she was too naive.
Perhaps because of the Yansheng coin on her for sixteen years, no one managed the supernatural in the modern era, allowing these ghostly beings to grow within the Huaxia Territory.
If she didn’t intervene, did the modern departments have the capability to imprison Ghost Level beings?
Sang Que pondered many things for a moment but then suppressed those thoughts after finding no leads.
Aside from the broken Heavenly Gang Ruler, when Sang Que checked herself, she didn’t find any missing belongings.
She suddenly thought of something, took out her phone, tapped a few times, and her eyes widened in shock.
All clear, her four-digit pocket money was gone!
The dice’s rules adapted to modern times incredibly quickly.
She wondered if filing a complaint to customer service about the bug would retrieve her funds.
Forget it, she couldn’t bear an investigation and chose not to trouble herself.
The Ghost Realm disappeared swiftly, and Sang Que, with a pained expression, quickly put away the copper mirror and retrieved the Human Bone Dice.
Then, she used the broken Heavenly Gang Ruler to pick up the pile of filthy clothes left by the Southern Ocean woman, grabbing a large bag from a roadside stall and stuffing both the clothes and the Heavenly Gang Ruler inside. There seemed to be something in the Southern Ocean woman’s clothes; she’d check it at home.
The people who had passed out were still in their original places, seemingly in a daze and unaware of what just transpired. Someone checked the time and found that it had suddenly jumped ahead by five minutes, leaving them surprised and perplexed.
"Hm? Who spilled something here? It stinks!"
The black water left by the Southern Ocean woman was discovered, but most people assumed it was just backflow from a stinky gutter, pinching their noses as they avoided it.
"Sang Sang, what happened just now?"
Jiang Zao approached, looking down with a pale face.
"There was a ghost! Look, there’s a black handprint on my clothes. It’s definitely a ghost!"
Jiang Zao lifted her jacket, showing Sang Que the infant’s handprint on the corner of her coat.
Xu Yichao’s face turned pale; he seemed to remember something, and his eyes looked at Sang Que strangely.
Sang Que wrapped an arm around Jiang Zao’s shoulder and steered her away, "No ghost, probably just some kid touched you after eating roasted sweet potatoes. Let’s hurry home; we’ll come out to play during the day tomorrow."
"There was a ghost; it’s an infant’s handprint!"
"I said there wasn’t!"
"Then I want bubble tea, and you’re treating."
"Uh... I have no money!"
"Sang Mulan, you have no heart. If you won’t even buy me a cup of bubble tea, I won’t be your number one in the world anymore!"
Sang Que felt like crying but had no tears left. Damn dice, couldn’t it have left her ten bucks at least? Did it not care about her dignity?
Sang Que and Jiang Zao walked away, while Xu Yichao was still in a daze, covered in an eerie chill, recalling the earlier cries of infants.
Suddenly, he felt a gust of cold air blow across his neck, making him shiver unexpectedly. He hurried to catch up; it was too dangerous here, safer to stay near Sang Que.
His little Paperman girl seemed to think so too.
...
At the same moment, across the entirety of Huaxia, the Golden Child statues hidden in the dark suddenly cracked open, leaking an unbearably foul black liquid.
Those who secretly worshipped the Golden Child suffered; the severe cases died on the spot, while others fell heavily ill, all experiencing backlash.
However, farther away in the Southern Ocean, there were still many people kneeling before statues, praying to the Golden Child.
