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Doomsday Roulette

Chapter 587: Four Symbols Fusion 🐉✨

Published: February 8, 2025

Xia Bai felt a bit uncomfortable; the sudden situation was beyond her preparation.

After obtaining the sea king mark, she confirmed that the mysterious connection she felt was with those beads, while she hadn’t paid much attention to the conspicuous Four Symbols Horn that had always been part of the team.

Ye Zhongming had talked to her about this thing, and Xia Bai was clear on how to use it, but she didn’t think the Four Symbols Horn was particularly powerful—at least, not at this moment. The four types of rays were impressive, but Xia Bai, now a seven-star evolver, believed she could easily dodge them if confronted directly.

However, since she had pulled the massive Four Symbols Horn into the battlefield, Xia Bai had sensed a strange power emanating from this giant. She couldn’t articulate it at the time, but when she activated it just now, a terrifying change occurred.

Xia Bai realized that she, several mysterious beads, and the Four Symbols Horn were all connected.

She didn’t know what it felt like to be electrocuted, but Xia Bai thought it must be similar to her current state. Four immense forces were wreaking havoc within her body, causing her, even as a seven-star evolver, great pain. Normally, at regular temperatures, it was nearly impossible for her to feel hot or cold, yet she felt alternating waves of heat and cold, sweating profusely one moment and shivering the next.

Afterwards, her sensations faded, and her vision went dark, as if her eyes had been gouged out and tossed into a vacuum.

Xia Bai had no idea how long this lasted. When she could see again, she was met with four different colors.

Light blue, milky white, azure purple, and vivid red… These four colors filled her vision, ultimately forming an exceptionally bizarre scene…

A gigantic iceberg stood between heaven and earth, surrounded by a sea of fire, while the sky roared with fierce winds and massive serpentine lightning cracked down intermittently.

These images were in motion, and with each movement, Xia Bai, who had just regained her senses, felt her body changing—cold or hot, tearing or numbing.

Xia Bai was undergoing an unknown transformation, even feeling that a long time had passed, but to others, she was just standing there stiffly for a moment.

Sweat and shivering were the only visible signs to the others. Of course, there was also the Four Symbols Horn emitting four colors of light, shining even in the morning light.

Everyone here, whether human or sea beast, were evolved beings, especially sensitive to power. Although they couldn't distinguish whether it was Xia Bai herself or that imposing giant equipment causing their heartbeats to race, the overwhelming and extremely unstable power was very clear.

Many people began to step back; if this complex power exploded, its impact would be immense.

The only exception was Ye Zhongming, who not only didn’t retreat but moved forward instead.

His eyes were filled with suspicion.

This situation… Ye Zhongming had a vague impression of it but wasn’t entirely sure.

In his previous life, he had heard rumors that some extremely special equipment could produce violent reactions and changes when they encountered extremely special individuals, becoming a kind of exclusive equipment.

This was different from the modified Rong Clan Holy Armor that Mo Ye wore; that was a professional exclusive equipment, while this was an exclusive equipment for an evolver.

The information wasn’t complete, and if Xia Bai’s situation hadn’t unfolded right before him, Ye Zhongming wouldn’t have recalled this rumor at all.

But now, Ye Zhongming increasingly felt that there was some miraculous change occurring between Xia Bai, the mysterious beads, and the Four Symbols Horn. This equipment, said to be a superior prototype of a rainbow weapon, was transforming into Xia Bai’s exclusive equipment.

It was quite extraordinary, yet Ye Zhongming could comprehend it.

To give a not-so-appropriate analogy, it was like an organ transplant—an organ that matched a person’s metrics can align perfectly on paper, which is the premise for transplantation, but that organ doesn’t originally belong to that person.