indianbanksassociation Chapter 250 The Koreans Invade, Mazu Appears!
Chapter 250 The Koreans Invade, Mazu Appears!
As Su Fan and Lin Qingge's voices faded, the final incantation echoed in the live stream.
"Junior Lin Qingge respectfully welcomes the Empress..."
"Mazu!!!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange thing happened.
The dark red surface of the Mazu statue, which had been standing quietly on the table, began to peel off.
Click!Click!
The subtle sounds were clearly transmitted to the ears of every audience member through the microphone.
Lin Qingge was startled and instinctively wanted to back away, but found that the air around her seemed to become humid.
A soft blue light burst forth from the crack in the statue.
Immediately afterwards, a phantom slowly rose from the statue.
It was a goddess draped in a rosy robe and wearing a crown. Her face was not clearly visible, but the compassion and majesty emanating from her heart made everyone at that moment feel an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
slam-la-
Even though it was an indoor live broadcast studio, everyone could hear the sound of waves crashing against the rocks.
The sound was grand and expansive, carrying the unique inclusiveness and power of the sea.
The entire screen of the live stream was filled with this soft blue light.
Su Fan stared at the screen and clenched his fist hard.
Become!
The values on the system panel started fluctuating wildly.
[Congratulations, host, on successfully identifying and awakening the Chinese deity—Mazu, the Goddess of Heaven!]
[Bonus popularity points: 500 million!]
[Livestream viewership reached 1000 million!]
[Current popularity balance: -3700 million (Please keep up the good work, host!)]
Although he still had to repay the loan, Su Fan was in a great mood at the moment.
He looked at Lin Qingge, who was already enveloped in blue light on the screen, and said loudly:
"Miss Lin, do not resist this force! This is the Goddess Mazu's approval of you!"
Close your eyes and feel the breath of the ocean!
Upon hearing Su Fan's words, Lin Qingge's previously flustered heart miraculously calmed down.
She closed her eyes.
At that moment, she felt as if she were no longer in a mansion, but standing on a vast expanse of waves.
The prayers of countless fishermen, the surging waves, the roar of the storm...
Everything about the ocean flooded her mind.
After a brief pause, the chat in the live stream went completely wild.
"I can't take it anymore, my knees won't obey me, I'm kneeling on the keyboard!"
"The lighting effects, the background music—even Hollywood special effects couldn't pull this off! This is a divine intervention!"
"May Goddess Mazu bless me! I'm from southern Fujian, and this really is our Goddess Mazu!"
"Who just said that China has no Heavenly Queen or Sea God? Stand up and take your punishment!"
"Lin Qingge is absolutely stunning! She looks like a true goddess!"
"Is this what inheritance is? I'm crying my eyes out! Chinese mythology is finally going to rise again!"
Rockets and carnivals exploded on the screen as if they were free.
Su Fan was overjoyed as he watched the popularity score soar.
This isn't a live stream, it's a money-printing machine!
About five minutes later, the blue light gradually subsided and disappeared into Lin Qingge's body.
Lin Qingge slowly opened her eyes.
At that moment, her demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.
If she was once a queen of the entertainment industry, noble and elegant.
Now, she is like a queen who rules the sea, with a majestic presence that makes people dare not look directly at her, yet her eyes are filled with endless compassion.
"Teacher Su Fan..."
Lin Qingge spoke, her voice even more ethereal than before.
"I feel like... I can hear a lot of sounds."
Su Fan smiled and nodded: "That is the sound of the sea, and also the sound of the believers. Congratulations on becoming Mazu's representative on earth."
"From this day forward, the waters of China will be protected by you."
This statement, delivered with overwhelming confidence, ignited the passion of the viewers in the live stream.
"You're the guardian of China's seas! So cool!"
"Let's see who dares to cause trouble in our waters again!"
"Su Shen is awesome! Qing Ge is awesome!"
……
at the same time.
A sea area where the East China Sea and the Yellow Sea meet.
The sky was overcast, and a strong wind whipped up huge waves that crashed against a slightly dilapidated Chinese fishing boat.
This fishing boat is called "Harvest," and the captain is an old fisherman in his fifties, whom everyone calls Uncle Liu.
At this moment, Uncle Liu was gripping the handrail of the driver's seat with a face full of resentment, his eyes bloodshot as he stared ahead.
Less than a hundred meters in front of his ship was a large, steel warship with advanced paint scheme.
That's a patrol ship from the "Mission Fleet" of South Korea.
In the era of mythological revival, various countries formed special forces by relying on the power of awakened gods.
Although South Korea doesn't have a deep historical foundation, they are extremely adept at adopting foreign ideas and have cobbled together some so-called gods, which they are proud of and often use to bully others in the surrounding waters.
"Listen up, Chinese fishing boats ahead!"
An arrogant voice came through the loudspeaker, spoken in broken Chinese.
"You have illegally entered the sacred waters of the Republic of China! Stop your vessel immediately for inspection and pay a fine!"
"fart!"
Uncle Liu was so angry that he was trembling all over. He grabbed the radio and roared.
"This is a traditional fishing ground of China! I've been fishing here for thirty years, when did it become yours?"
"Have you no shame? This is yours, that is yours, you might as well own the whole world!"
On the deck of the patrol ship.
A young officer in a crisp uniform with slicked-back hair smiled dismissively.
His name is Park Chung-hee. He is the commander of this patrol ship and a guardian who has made a contract with the Korean god, the Sea General.
"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a penalty cup."
Park Chung-hee straightened his collar, his eyes full of mockery.
"The Chinese are just that stubborn. Since they won't listen, let's teach them a lesson."
"Let them know who calls the shots on this ocean now."
Park Chung-hee slowly raised his right hand.
Behind him, a phantom figure appeared.
It was a warrior dressed in ancient Korean armor, holding a long sword. Although it looked somewhat blurry, the aura it exuded was enough to terrify ordinary people.
This is the so-called naval commander worshipped by South Korea. Although in the eyes of an expert like Su Fan, he is not even a minor deity, it is a devastating blow to an ordinary fishing boat.
"Go, make a hole in that wrecked ship."
Park Chung-hee waved casually.
boom!
The illusory warrior suddenly swung his sword, and a water blade formed from seawater, accompanied by a whistling sound, headed straight for the Harvest.
"Oh no! Everyone hold on tight!"
Uncle Liu roared and frantically turned the rudder to try and dodge.
But how could a fishing boat withstand a divine attack?
boom!
A loud bang.
The Harvest was hit hard on the side, sending wood chips flying and the ship rocking violently, almost capsizing.
Several young crew members on deck were groaning in pain, their heads bleeding from the fall.
"This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!"
Uncle Liu looked at his injured colleague, and tears welled up in his eyes.
They were just ordinary fishermen, not divine beings, and were completely powerless against the power of the Korean gods.
"Hahaha!"
On the patrol boat, Park Chung-hee and his men let out a cacophony of loud laughter.
"Look at their pathetic state, don't they look like drowned rats?"
"China is so vast, yet it doesn't even have a god who can control the seas. It's truly laughable."
"One more shot, this time break their mast!"
Park Chung-hee raised his hand again, and this time, the water blade was bigger and more powerful than before, pointing straight at the cockpit!
Uncle Liu closed his eyes in despair.
It’s over.
This time, I'm really going to die here.
He silently prayed to himself, "God, are we just going to be bullied like this?"
Where are our gods?
Just as that deadly water blade was about to strike the Harvest.
hum-
The red amulet that Uncle Liu was wearing around his neck suddenly became hot.
It was something his grandmother had gotten for him when he was a child, from Meizhou Island, saying it would protect him at sea.
He has worn it for so many years.
……
In a luxurious villa in Beijing!
Lin Qingge, who was comprehending divine power, suddenly opened her eyes.
His expression instantly became incredibly dignified, even showing a hint of anger.
"What's wrong?"
On the other side of the live stream, Su Fan immediately sensed something was wrong.
Lin Qingge's voice had changed; it was as if two voices were overlapping, one her own and the other some kind of grand divine sound.
"There is a demon harming my people."
"In the East China Sea."
Su Fan was taken aback, then realized what was happening.
This is Mazu manifesting her power!
Mazu is the guardian deity of the sea, and she cannot bear to see fishermen suffer at sea.
Su Fan immediately said to the camera:
"Guys! Looks like someone doesn't want us to have a proper celebration!"
"Miss Lin, since some people are courting death, let them see what a true sea god is like!"
"Tell them that those who offend China, no matter how far away, will be punished!"
Lin Qingge nodded, stood up, and slowly raised one hand towards the east.
At this moment, her aura was fully unleashed, like an empress reigning over the world.
"Certainly!"
……
The surface of the East China Sea.
Uncle Liu had already prepared himself to die.
However, the expected excruciating pain and explosion did not occur.
The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet.
Even the sound of the wind and waves disappeared.
He cautiously opened his eyes, and then saw a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.
The enormous water blade, powerful enough to cleave the cockpit in two, hovered in mid-air, less than ten centimeters from the glass window.
It was as if I was being held tightly by an invisible hand, unable to move forward even an inch.
"This...this is..."
Uncle Liu was stunned.
Park Chung-hee, aboard the patrol ship opposite, was also stunned.
"What's going on? Why did it stop?" Park Chung-hee frowned, trying to unleash his divine power again. "Move! Crush it!"
However, no matter how hard he tried, the water blade remained completely still.
Immediately afterwards, a clear and dignified female voice seemed to come from the heavens above, or as if it exploded directly in everyone's mind.
"What kind of demon dares to commit atrocities in the waters protected by Mazu?"
The voice was clearly speaking in ancient Chinese, but Park Chung-hee and the others inexplicably understood it.
The oppressive feeling that came from the depths of their souls made their legs go weak.
Before they could even react...
The previously gloomy sky suddenly cracked open.
A dazzling red light descended from the sky, directly enveloping the Harvest Ship.
Amidst the red light, a colossal divine figure slowly emerged.
She stood on the waves, glancing indifferently at the South Korean patrol ship.
Just one glance.
"puff!"
Park Chung-hee felt as if he had been struck in the chest by a sledgehammer, spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying backward, crashing heavily into the command tower.
The phantom image of the so-called naval commander behind him trembled with fear the moment he saw the divine image of Mazu, and then...
He knelt down with a thud!
Yes, the deity that South Korea has touted as a god, knelt neatly in the direction of Mazu, not daring to raise its head.
This is an absolute crushing power from a divine level!
It was like a beggar meeting an emperor!
"No...this is impossible..."
Park Chung-hee lay on the ground, his face filled with terror.
"How could China have such a terrifying sea god? The intelligence didn't mention it!"
"My Lord God! Stand up! Kill him!"
Park Chung-hee shouted at the divine image of the god he had contracted with.
But the South Korean naval commander just wanted to disappear into the ground.
Are you kidding me?
Who's that on the other side?
That was the Heavenly Empress who ruled over the four seas!
That is a true god who has been officially recognized by countless dynasties!
How dare a wild god like himself, who came out of who-knows-where, fight the Empress?
Don't you want to die fast enough?
"roll."
The divine image of Mazu in the sky uttered another word.
Boom!
The calm sea surface was instantly shattered.
A huge wave, twenty meters high, rose up out of thin air next to the patrol ship.
But the wave did not harm the Harvest in the slightest; instead, it slapped the South Korean patrol ship hard like a giant hand.
Snapped!
This is a real slap in the face.
The steel warship, weighing thousands of tons, was like a toy duck in front of this wave. It was slammed into the sea and spun around three times. The equipment on the deck was swept away, and everyone was left dizzy and disoriented.
"Warning once."
"If they dare to cross the border again, they will be executed without mercy!"
The divine voice of Mazu gradually faded away.
But that terrifying pressure was deeply etched into the hearts of every South Korean sailor.
Park Chung-hee was terrified. Ignoring the excruciating pain, he scrambled towards the driver's seat, yelling:
"Quick! Retreat! Turn around! Turn around at full speed!"
"This is a monster! This is a monster! Damn it! The Chinese are cheating!"
Uncle Liu and his crew were stunned for several minutes as they watched the South Korean warship flee in disarray.
Until the red light faded and the sea returned to calm, even calmer than before, schools of fish began to leap merrily around the boat.
Uncle Liu's hands trembled as he pulled out the talisman that was burning hot from his pocket, tears streaming down his face.
He knelt down on the deck with a thud and kowtowed three times heavily in the direction of Meizhou Island.
"Thank you, Goddess Mazu, for saving my life! Thank you, Goddess Mazu, for your divine intervention!"
The other crew members also knelt down, sobbing uncontrollably with emotion.
……
Although he couldn't see the scene in the live stream, Su Fan could roughly see what was happening through Erlang Shen's third eye.
Su Fan smiled and said to the camera:
"Everyone, the problem has been resolved."
"Some arrogant fools got a lesson from Mazu and are now crying as they go home to find their mothers."
Lin Qingge also emerged from that mysterious state, her body limply collapsing to one side.
This remote manifestation of divine intervention consumed a great deal of her energy.
But with an excited blush on her face, she said to Su Fan on the other side of the screen:
"Teacher Su Fan, I felt it... I protected them!"
Su Fan gave a thumbs-up to the camera:
"Well done. This is the power of our Chinese deities."
"We don't cause trouble, but anyone who thinks the Mythical Fault can bully us is sorely mistaken."
"Mazu's return to her rightful place is just the beginning."
Although the viewers in the live stream didn't see the live broadcast, just hearing what Su Fan said, coupled with Lin Qingge's domineering scene just now, they could already imagine a 100,000-word thriller story.
"That was so satisfying! Even though I didn't see the footage, I knew we won!"
"South Korea has been jumping around a lot lately, are they quiet now?"
"Su Shen, could you please livestream this kind of scene next time? I want to see an Outer God kneel down!"
"+1! 10,000 people are petitioning for a live stream to prove them wrong!"