Stronger with Crimson Modifier

Chapter 364 - 332: Divine Technique and Elevation

"I... I survived?!"

In the room.

Wuan Anning remained frozen in place for a moment, as if her soul were still adrift, not yet fully returned to her body.

A hint of disbelief and the relief of surviving a disaster filled her eyes.

She lifted her hand, her gaze falling upon its back. The sun-shaped emblem there seemed to have fulfilled its duty.

It had once again faded, leaving only a faint, blurry outline.

"Praise be to my Lord. Your most devout believer thanks you for your protection!"

Wuan Anning prayed softly, her voice filled with reverence and gratitude.

Her prayer finished.

She looked at the scissors on the floor.

Driven by curiosity, she pushed her wheelchair forward.

She had been too far away before.

And because of the lighting,

she couldn’t see clearly.

It was only when she got closer that she discovered strands of black hair were tangled around the two handles of the scissors.

The strands of hair seemed alive, their source seemingly rooted deep within the scissors, from which they snaked out.

The sight sent a chill down her spine.

’Could this be the Dream Eye recorded in the Sun God Record?’

Wuan Anning frowned slightly, recalling the information she had seen in the group chat before.

In the records concerning the Sun God, there was a passage that read: The mortal world is defiled; the True God descends.

The "defilement" mentioned here referred to something called a Dream Eye.

According to the records, these Dream Eyes were manifestations born from the very source of all living beings’ Nightmares.

They were the true source of all calamity and misfortune in the world.

And the Sun God’s return to the world was to purify this defilement, dispel the darkness, and save this world from its Descent.

Recalling the records about the Dream Eye, Wuan Anning took a deep breath. As if mustering immense courage, she reached for the scissors.

Ordinarily, she would never have done such a thing; after all, the object looked far too sinister.

But things were different now. She had just witnessed a miracle from her Lord with her own eyes—it was so stunning and sacred that it filled her heart with boundless faith in the divine.

She firmly believed that even if this thing hid some unknown danger, it couldn’t possibly harm her in the slightest under her Lord’s omnipotent protection.

Of course, to be safe, she used her right hand—the one with the sun emblem on its back.

The instant the scissors touched her hand, a bone-chilling cold spread from her fingertips throughout her body, as if she had grabbed a block of ice.

Its weight was no different from ordinary scissors, yet on the blades, she could see faint, dark red rust stains. The color resembled long-dried blood, exuding a stale, rotten smell.

Suddenly, in the next instant, things took a drastic turn.

The strands of hair wrapped around the scissors abruptly began to move.

As if awakened, they writhed like living things, growing and spreading, rapidly snaking toward her wrist.

Their speed was astonishing; they were upon her in the blink of an eye.

Wuan Anning’s expression turned to one of alarm, a flash of panic in her eyes. She instinctively tried to throw the scissors away.

Just then,

a soft golden light flared on the back of her hand. The glow was like the first ray of morning sun Piercing through the clouds—pure and warm.

Immediately, the encroaching black hair reacted as if a mouse had met a cat.

It rapidly retreated back into the scissors.

The golden light, however, did not recede. Instead, it enveloped the scissors like a golden cocoon.

When the golden light gradually faded, Wuan Anning was astonished to find

that the black, hair-tangled scissors in her hand had vanished without a trace.

It was as if they had never existed, leaving only her empty palm.

However, she had no time to wonder where the scissors had gone.

Because a torrent of memories had abruptly appeared in her mind. The images were like a raging tide, smashing through the dam of her consciousness and flooding in all at once.

It was as if they had been forcibly shoved inside by a pair of invisible hands, completely without warning.

Her head throbbed violently, as if thousands of needles were stabbing wantonly inside her brain.

Her eyes rolled back, her body went limp, and she passed out in her wheelchair.

The moment she fainted, the sun emblem on the back of her hand began to glow again. This light was even more dazzling than before, like a miniature sun, enveloping her entire body.

The light lasted for a few seconds before slowly receding.

「Time passed quietly. After an unknown while, Wuan Anning slowly regained consciousness in her wheelchair.」

Her eyes still held a trace of confusion, but it quickly faded as she recalled the new information in her mind.

Her gaze gradually sharpened, and a fervent glow ignited deep within her eyes, like a newly lit flame.

’I see... This is a revelation from my Lord.’

Her voice trembled slightly, filled with irrepressible excitement.

She had read about similar things in ancient books before.

Gods could bestow revelations upon their believers, and such a sacred event was known as a Divine Revelation.

According to legend, only believers truly favored by a god could receive such special treatment.

Such claims were not uncommon; often, the founders of a Church would fabricate these stories to win over followers.

As for the truth of their claims, only they themselves knew.

She just never expected it would actually happen to her.

Looking at the emblem on the back of her hand, as an author herself, she had naturally read plenty of web novels.

’I understand now. I must have fainted because I couldn’t handle the Sun God’s powerful revelation all at once.’