All Chapters of The Gacha Of Forbidden Taboos: Chapter 41
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Chapter 41: Altering The Mechanism
Lin Feng's POVAll I needed to do was one adjustment, that was all it would take.A slight disruption, a redirected current. And it had to be perfect if I didn't want to turn to a vegetable underneath this place. I had to show the difference between a controlled summoning and total collapse.My fingers moved closer, and then the air solidified from how it was before. Pressure slammed into my back like an invisible wall, freezing my body mid-motion. Every instinct and nerve I had screamed all at once, I was I danger, an immediate and overwhelming danger. "Who goes there?" A voice followed, the voice wasn’t loud. Of course even if it was there was no point, no one was meant to be underneath this place anyway. It was heavy, resonant. Like the tolling of a cathedral bell echoing through stone. The sound made me freeze completely, I had been struggling with the invisible air, but now I just went still. Even my breath halted in my chest.Slowly, carefully, I drew my hand back and shift
Chapter 42: The Ritual Begins
Lin Chen’s POVIt was finally the day it was meant to happen, the day we, or should I say I had been waiting for. The very event that had brought me to capital city. I woke up with a large smile on my face, even though the words Feng had told me clung to the back of my mind. I tried to expel the thoughts but it was to no avail, I just let it be there. Feng wasn't going to ruin my day, he was just jealous as I said, or was he?Anyways, I got into the bathroom, had a deep scrub of myself, I was still musty from the banquet of the past days. While dressing up, I put the coin Feng had given me and placed it carefully in my pocket. In case things did go South as he said, I didn't know what it would help do, but I carried it anyway. I had my meal, and one of the nobles came to fetch me for the ritual to begin. The sun hung at its peak, an unblinking, merciless eye that seemed to judge everything beneath it. Its light poured down onto the Great Altar in a blinding cascade, turning the w
Chapter 43: The Misery Jackpot
Lin Feng’s POVThat night after returning from the feast, I found it very difficult to sleep. It's going to be a big day tomorrow, Chen's execution which he believes is something else entirely. I have great pity for him, I know his eyes wouldn't be open in time to realise it. When the morning came, I hurried into the bathroom. I hadn't eaten anything in the past two days and my tummy grumbled. That earned me a couple of points on the tablet, I heard it ring in my head. Although it wasn't enough to do anything with.I ate a little something, put on a cloak as a diguise to avoid being noticed by anyone, then left before Shen woke up. When I arrived at the Capital, I saw Chen walking into a building with some Elders. I hid perfectly so he wouldn't see me cause I know he'd expect me to be there.When it was time for the ritual, I watched Chen strapped to the alter by something controlled by powerful mana. A lot happened as I watched from where I was. The air around the Altar had lost
Chapter 44: An Endless Jackpot
Lin Feng's POVI walked toward the altar which the ritual was being conducted. Each step I took was an intentional and measured one. The chaos around me didn’t matter.The lightning storm encircling the Altar had fully manifested now, a cage of violent, crackling energy. Violet-black bolts lashed outward in unpredictable arcs, striking the marble, the pillars, the very air itself.This was Tier-6 destruction, designed to keep intruders out, to ensure the ritual remained untouched and untainted.A bolt came for me, it was fast, very accurate as it slammed directly into my chest. For an instant, the world went white. It was less than a fraction of a second.Then, I felt nothing right after, I didn't flinch, the force of the bolt also wasn't strong enough to slow me down. The [Void Core] responded instinctively, opening like a starving maw. The energy didn’t collide with me, it was sucked, drawn inward, swallowed completely.At the same time, the Heart of the Berserker’s impact wasn’t
Chapter 45: Swallowing The Dark
Lin Feng’s POVChen looked very frightened, I couldn't even tell if he could hear what I had told him. I believe he did, because he wouldn't have had the look of confusion mixed with that fright on his face. I marvelled. I remember when he first betrayed me, I was fifteen and he was thirteen. Not even in my wildest dreams would I have thought my beloved brother would do that to me just because I was a nullity. The thought of it made me even more angry now, but I pushed away the anger. The atmosphere at the apex of the Altar had now collapsed into something unrecognizable.It wasn’t air anymore, it wasn’t even mana in its refined, structured form.It was ruin.Gravity itself had lost its authority here, it was reduced to a weak suggestion that flickered in and out of existence.The world tilted and corrected itself in uneven pulses, as if reality were struggling to remember its own rules. The once “Divine” air which was pure, radiant, suffocating in its perfection, had been replace
Chapter 46: Legion Of The Damned.
Lin Feng's POVThe process began calmly, I had thought it would be explosive, maybe almost taking me to the point of death, but it wasn't. The black hole began to warp, it deformed. What had once been a perfect sphere of nothingness elongated into jagged ribbons of darkness, each strand pulled irresistibly toward me. The entity resisted, not with strength, but with sheer existence, its presence grinding against mine as it tried to hold its form and stand it's ground. It didn’t matter, it was already too late. The High Priests could only watch.Their bodies paralyzed from the shock. Their eyes were opened wide. Their faces became pale beneath the crime and bile. The impossible was happening in front of them.Their ritual, their god, their salvation, what they had spent years worshipping was being eaten. I felt it as it entered me, not as power but as a memory. A cold, endless, lonely memory.A void that had existed for centuries, I believe it was way longer, adrift in a place wit
Chapter 47: Disbelief
A High Priest’s POVThe silence that followed the collapse of the ritual was not natural for us, it did not belong in a place like this.The Great Altar had always been a place of sound, of hymns, of proclamations, of divine resonance that filled the air and pressed against the soul. Even in its quietest moments, there had always been a hum beneath everything. A presence to anchor everyone who stood close to it. Within the twinkle of an eye, there was nothing.The silence hung in the air like a fragile pane of glass, threatening to shatter at the slightest disturbance.I stood amidst the ruins of our sanctum, my chest rising and falling unevenly as I tried to steady my breath. The marble beneath my feet was cracked and scorched, the once-perfect surface now marred by fractures that spread like veins of decay. The great conduits that had once carried liquid sunlight lay ruptured, leaking thick, blackened residue that stained everything it touched disgustingly. This place… This sac
Chapter 48: The First Summon
A High Priest POVThe moment I gave that order, they began moving immediately. The remaining Sun-Pillar guards stepped forward as one.Their armor was cracked, scorched in some places, but still radiant with the fading remnants of the power from the altar. Light flickered along their pikes, unstable but present, the last reserves of sanctified energy drawn into weapons meant to purge corruption.They were four of them, elite and unyielding. They moved with discipline, spreading out, circling Lin Feng from four directions. Each step was precise, each motion practiced as they had been doing this for years. For a brief, fragile moment, there was hope.With gladness in my heart, I said “Yes!!” This was how it was supposed to be, there's meant to be order and structure.The divine will made manifest through those who served it.Even now… even after everything… It could still be corrected. It had to be.“End this,” the Priest beside me yelled, his voice shaking but resolute. “Before it
Chapter 49: The Broken Hero
Lin Chen’s POVIt happened so quick, and at the same time slow, maybe because of how I felt it, the floor was cold on my cheek, but the silence was colder.It wasn’t just the absence of sound, it was the absence of everything. The roar of the ritual, the hymns of the Priests, the divine resonance that had once filled my veins… all of it was gone.It felt like it yanked out, I felt naked? What remained was a pit, so vast it echoed inside my skull, a void that mocked me with every breath I struggled to take.My body felt like a hollowed-out tree, brittle and useless. The "Ancestral Light,” The power I had built my identity upon, was gone, leaving behind a dull, aching vacuum where my pride used to live. Even the air felt heavier now, pressing down on me as though the world itself recognized my fall, I tried to move, but the pain shot through me. Fuckkking helll.. I felt it in my jaw, deep in my guts too, it burned!!! Every inch of my body screamed in protest as I dragged myself across
Chapter 50: Escape From The Capital
Lin Feng's POV The Elder disappeared right after I said that, he was of no use to me anymore,at least for now. I turned to look at everyone below me. A very satisfying sight if I must add. But everything was getting boring quickly. I knew very well more of them would come to get me, and I was not sure I had enough juice for all that. I saw the enraged face of the elders present there, they couldn't seem to understand how a nullity such as me would do something so beautiful. I took in the air. The "Sanctified Mana" of the Capital was no longer a stinging nuisance, it was an active predator, hissing against my skin as I stood atop the ruined altar. Below me, the High Priests were screaming for a lockdown, their voices thin and shrill against the thunderous silence of the Void I had just exhaled.I looked down at Chen. He was a hollowed-out shell, his dress scorched and his eyes wide with a terror that screamed his physical pain. I didn’t feel the surge of brotherly protection I