21st Century Necromancer
Chapter 833 - 829 Summoning Dingyuan · Part 1

After Chen Yu pulled out several bone staffs capable of automatically sketching magic arrays to accelerate his work, the summoning array for the ship-girl was quickly completed.

Looking at the Dingyuan Pavilion before him, Chen Yu took a deep breath, made some preparations, and began the summoning ritual for the Dingyuan.

Although he had already summoned more than twenty ship-girls, including figures like Victory, Warspite, and Missouri who could break through the limits of their ship-girl forms to attain divine-level status, the summoning of the Dingyuan still made Chen Yu feel somewhat anxious.

Perhaps it was because he was summoning the Dingyuan—the first Chinese ship-girl he would summon—or perhaps he had been influenced by the lingering presence of the Beiyang Fleet heroic spirits just now.

This was a warship imbued with a century of obsession from its predecessors. Even though it had decayed like rotting wood, been vanquished in battle, and sunk to the seabed, its resolve to protect Huaxia, to safeguard the homeland, had never wavered.

Even when Monk Xinyuan performed the purification rites earlier, those heroic spirits showed no signs of hostility nor did they attempt to communicate with Chen Yu. Yet, as a necromancer, merely witnessing the rancor and obsessions dispelled by Xinyuan's purification ritual was enough for Chen Yu to understand why these heroic spirits, after a century of suppression, remained heroic spirits and hadn't transformed into grudge spirits.

Because their hearts always carried the burden of the nation, they still thought of fighting for their country, yearned for their homeland and families, and hoped that one day their souls might finally return home.

Even after a century of suppression, these heroic spirits never forgot their mission. This steadfast dedication spared them from becoming evil ghosts or grudge spirits. Instead, they lingered as pure heroic spirits residing within the remnants of the Dingyuan.

At this moment, the heroic spirits of the Beiyang Fleet had already been purified, and what remained within the Dingyuan's wreckage also needed a resolution rather than being left here to decay, treated as mere debris.

Using these remnants as a medium to summon the heroic spirit of the Dingyuan as a ship-girl was the best solution Chen Yu could think of.

Neither the Dingyuan nor the heroic spirits of the Beiyang Fleet would likely object to continuing to fight for their country and protect the Holy Land of Huaxia even after death.

As Chen Yu began the summoning ritual for the Dingyuan, one by one, the relics from the Dingyuan in the Dingyuan Pavilion were drawn to his ritual, gradually emanating a faint radiance.

This light emerged from the relics of the Dingyuan, twinkling like fireflies as they gathered above the Dingyuan Pavilion. Together, they formed a massive orb of light, like a cocoon, seemingly nurturing something within.

Chen Yu wasn't surprised by the emergence of the cocoon. The relics containing the heroic spirits of the Dingyuan naturally retained some trace of spiritual energy. If these heroic spirits had turned into evil ghosts or grudge spirits, and if the Dingyuan had been disassembled into parts, it might have become a ghost ship by now—or the Dingyuan Pavilion could have turned into a haunted residence full of bound spirits.

In this moment, the spiritual energy contained within those relics converged, and it seemed the cocoon was nurturing the soul of the Dingyuan—the ship-girl soon to be summoned by Chen Yu.

Monk Xinyuan watched the unfolding scene with astonishment. Although he was a demigod who had experienced the grand stages of both World War I and World War II and could be considered worldly, he couldn't help but feel that even the bloody, chaotic battlefields he had witnessed—those twenty-some demigods convening after WWII to discuss the future of transcendent beings, or other extraordinary and jaw-dropping spectacles—were not as emotionally stirring as the scene before him.

Perhaps this was the inherent beauty and allure of life being born. No matter who you were, witnessing the emergence of a new life could move you deeply. And when that life was a demigod or a heroic spirit, the emotional impact was even more overwhelming.

Finally, all the spiritual energy within the relics of the Dingyuan had been extracted, with some even drifting in from other parts nearby. Chen Yu could tell at a glance that these were relics replaced when the Dingyuan Pavilion was renovated.

But at this moment, all that spiritual energy finally converged, forming the giant light cocoon in the sky.

Chen Yu could distinctly sense a powerful soul being nurtured within the cocoon.

"Strange, where is the power of faith from the Dingyuan?" Chen Yu frowned, sensing something was amiss.

During ship-girl summonings, the power of faith typically converged to bestow memories and various concepts upon the ship-girl, granting them divinity and elevating them to the status of a demigod. Yet now, there was no indication of the Dingyuan's power of faith coming forth.

The surrounding area felt unnaturally clean and quiet.

Unnatural? Chen Yu's heart stirred slightly, and he turned his gaze toward the nearby Tenmangu Shrine, his eyes becoming a deep violet.

"As expected, Tenmangu! Sugawara no Michizane! You truly are cunning!" Chen Yu had already discovered the reason the Dingyuan's power of faith wasn't gathering, and his anger surged. Turning to Monk Xinyuan, he said furiously, "Master, I ask for your help—destroy Tenmangu Shrine and shatter its divine domain!"

Monk Xinyuan was momentarily startled, not expecting Chen Yu to make such a sudden request.

However, seeing the fury on Chen Yu's face and the cocoon still nurturing something in the sky, Xinyuan seemed to understand without asking further questions. He quickly summoned the Dharma Aspect of King Acala, but this time, all six of Acala's arms held magic artifacts, and Xinyuan himself fused with the Dharma Aspect, transforming it into a golden body.

This time, Monk Xinyuan didn't shout anything, but directly manipulated the six-armed golden body, approaching Tenmangu Shrine. One of its arms, wielding the Dharma Sword, struck the shrine's torii gate, reducing it to shattered wood.

A golden crack appeared out of thin air; the heavily damaged torii gate, the entrance to the divine domain, naturally exposed the domain itself.

However, Tenmangu Shrine was never a particularly powerful shrine, and Sugawara no Michizane was merely a grudging spirit elevated to the status of a ghoul. In terms of strength, he wasn't even comparable to Tokyo's Meiji couple. Considering this wasn't the main Tenmangu Shrine, the existence of a divine domain was hardly enough to withstand the fully unleashed power of Monk Xinyuan.

"Vajra's Wrathful Gaze, King Acala Suppressing the Prison! Acala Mudra, destroy demons and spirits!" With the golden crack revealed, Monk Xinyuan bellowed once more.

This time, the six-armed golden body formed the Acala Mudra, and a scene of the six paths of reincarnation materialized behind him. The golden body Dharma Aspect of King Acala finally revealed its Prison-Suppressing Aspect. Instead of the Buddha Palm, Xinyuan unleashed the Vajra Pestle held in one of the golden body's other arms.

As Monk Xinyuan shouted furiously, the Vajra Pestle in the golden body's hands transformed into a golden meteor, smashing into the divine domain of Tenmangu Shrine. Simultaneously, the light cocoon nurturing the Dingyuan seemed to sense something and began to stir restlessly.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.