Chapter 367: Calling the Gods to Cheat

Chapter 367: Chapter 367: Calling the Gods to Cheat

Cecilia’s body began to change.

Fine, light-blue scales appeared on her skin.

Her legs showed signs of merging together.

The air around her filled with damp water vapor and an even more intense wave of Charm.

She was trying to transform into her Sea Siren Singer form.

To use her Power of the Beloved.

She was preparing to turn the tide of battle with her strongest Charming Sound and Water Control Ability.

However, it was all in vain.

No matter how melodious and soul-stirring her voice was.

No matter how powerful the Charm Field she emitted.

The moment it came within several meters of Seraphina Sullivan, it was swallowed up without a trace.

Her Spirit Charm was easily dispelled and purified by the Holy Domain and Spirit Barrier radiating from the phantom Fiery Sunflowers circling around Seraphina.

The warm light of the Flame seemed to be the natural nemesis of her kind of Enchanting Power.

Cecilia’s beauty and song, which she took so much pride in, seemed so pale and powerless before this absolute Guardian God.

Seraphina Sullivan’s eyes were icy, without a hint of pity for the beautiful woman.

She didn’t want to repeat the same mistake that happened with Solomon Ennis.

The target had clearly been killed, only to be "revived" by some bizarre intervention and turn into an even more troublesome monster.

She had to ensure a clean, decisive kill, leaving no opportunity for any Divine being to interfere!

’I hope this damn instance doesn’t pull any more weird stunts!’

Seraphina grumbled to herself as she steadied her aim.

At the same time, she calculated her opponent’s possible life-saving measures or items.

However, while the dream was beautiful, reality was cruel.

It was a classic case of what you fear most is what comes to pass.

Just as Seraphina Sullivan was about to pull the trigger.

And Sean Chandler was about to crash into Lina’s shadow.

Cecilia and Lina let out desperate, piercing cries at almost the same time.

Their voices were filled with fanaticism and a final plea:

"Great Fiend God! Your most faithful Beloved implores you! Bestow your grace and save your humble servant!"

"Supreme God of Assassination! Your devout blade begs for your gaze! We have cleared the obstacles from your path. Please reveal your divine might and protect your Angel Envoy!"

Seraphina Sullivan: ??? ℯℯ𝑙.

’A final, desperate struggle before death?’

’Praying to a God?!’

In a normal instance, praying to one’s patron Divine in a desperate situation might just be for psychological comfort.

But in this "Zombie Kingdom," where multiple Divine had already interfered and thrown the rules into chaos... who knew what could happen?!

Seraphina had thought it was just the mad ramblings of a cornered enemy, a final desperate struggle.

But in the next second.

An irresistible, immeasurably vast power suddenly descended!

This Power didn’t attack or defend; it directly twisted the rules of Space in their area!

Seraphina’s vision blurred.

The familiar scenery instantly became hazy and distorted.

She was assaulted by a strong sense of spatial tearing and dizziness.

It was as if she had been thrown into a rapidly spinning kaleidoscope!

It wasn’t just her. Sean Chandler, Cecilia, Lina, and the opposing team’s two remaining regular members.

All of them were enveloped and pulled by this irresistible force at the same instant, their figures rapidly turning ethereal!

’What?!’ was the only thought Seraphina had time for before she completely lost her perception of the surroundings.

...

High above in the endless void, around the chessboard made of Energy, the atmosphere instantly grew tense and strange.

"Useless! Utterly useless!"

The magnificent phantom belonging to the Fiend God fluctuated violently.

It transmitted undisguised anger and disappointment.

"You couldn’t even force out their trump card, their Divine Favor Power! You were nearly insta-killed by nothing more than a few derivative Skills and that strange Ability! What use are you to me?!"

The phantom of the God of Assassination remained silent.

But the darkness, which had almost merged with the void, seemed to grow deeper and colder, a clear sign of its extreme displeasure.

Its own carefully nurtured Beloved was being chased around so pathetically by a Crystalized "tin can."

It couldn’t even mount an effective counterattack. This was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

The phantom of the God of Slaughter, with its dark-red edges, seemed to "narrow its eyes."

It appeared to be examining the somewhat "comical" scene unfolding below.

Although the God of Slaughter’s Beloved, Solomon Ennis, was also defeated, he had been snatched up by the God of Viruses and turned into a zombie.

He had successfully "rose from the dead" and gotten away.

In comparison, the performance of the Fiend God’s and the God of Assassination’s subordinates was truly pathetic.

"Hahaha!" The phantom of the God of Viruses, which was constantly shifting in color, let out a mocking laugh without any reservation.

"Look, just look! All three of your Divine Favored have been repeatedly thwarted by these two little ones! Especially you, Fiend God and God of Assassination. Your ’work of art’ and your ’shadow’ don’t seem very durable!"

The God of Viruses’s tone was filled with schadenfreude.

"Tsk tsk, I wonder which one of you is responsible for that little girl with the sniper rifle? Her Abilities are so strange—integrated offense and defense, plus that method for resisting mental erosion... I really want to just snatch her up and study her thoroughly!

And that one who can turn into a diamond man, that’s clearly the style of that brute, the God of Magical Beasts... Fiend God, you and the God of Magical Beasts don’t get along, do you? Doesn’t this count as your Beloved getting schooled by your rival’s subordinate?"

The Fiend God’s phantom fluctuated even more violently, clearly having a sore spot touched.

The God of Slaughter, who had been watching indifferently, finally "spoke" again.

Its voice was like a cold blade scraping across the chessboard, carrying an unquestionable tone of inquiry:

"You two, intervening directly now, forcibly teleporting away your dying Beloved... what is this? Are you openly changing the ’rules of the game’ that we all agreed upon?"

It paused, the chill in its tone nearly enough to freeze the void:

"A God should have the dignity and self-awareness of a God. Once the wager is made, the moves cannot be taken back.

To cheat so blatantly... is, frankly, too disgraceful."

Because of the God of Slaughter’s words, the atmosphere around the chessboard instantly dropped to a freezing point.

In the void, the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant and awkward due to the "cheating" by the Fiend God and the God of Assassination.

The God of Slaughter’s cold questioning made the phantoms of both the Fiend God and the God of Assassination waver slightly.

Their actions had indeed destroyed the foundation of "fairness" for this private wager.

At least, the semblance of fairness.

"Oh my, why has the atmosphere suddenly become so awkward?"

The God of Viruses’s phantom swayed with delight.

"But, it’s so boring to get hung up on such trivial matters. Don’t forget, we are the ones who created this game!

Since we’re all tired of watching these little scuffles, why don’t we... just fast-forward to the final climax?"

Its consciousness swept over the chessboard below, where a large number of the lights representing ordinary Players had already been extinguished, and many of the lights for the Divine Favored had also dimmed or disappeared.

The Fiend God turned to the God of Slaughter, its tone carrying a hint of urgency and decisiveness.