Divine Monarch: .
Ye Mingqiu felt a bit speechless. This was during his battle with Qing Yu, when he was self-healing, from a certain perspective, it seed there was no problem.
Xing Shi: Level 4 and able to heal twenty thousand? This is definitely a top-tier healer, please accept my red envelope!
Other Shore: Let tell you, this guy’s support abilities are insanely strong. Team up with him, and anyone can clear Level 10 Legendary in just half a minute.
Zhen Yue: I’ll vouch for that!
Zhen Yue: He’s right, teaming up with the Divine Monarch, it only takes 10 seconds to make enemies break out in cold sweat and their hearts race.
Si Nan: You know him?
Zhen Yue: Yes, he’s a very strong support player, the best I’ve seen in terms of directly and significantly aiding battles.
Divine Monarch: Actually, my damage output is not low either...
Qing Yu: Ah, right, right, right, this guy’s damage is actually very high, he can kill in one shot! When fighting him, I don’t dare to take a hit directly!
Si Nan: Oh~ so it’s a Mage~
Xing Shi: Mages are also very welco~
Other Shore: Exactly, exactly!
Divine Monarch: (ᇂ_ᇂ|||)
....
"Hahaha~"
Tang Ruobing looked at the chat box, eventually couldn’t hold back her laughter, and burst out. She put one hand on Ye Mingqiu’s shoulder and said, "Maybe you should just go along with them. It seems like they’ve already assud you’re from the Support System."
"But I’m not."
Ye Mingqiu sighed and said.
"No, you can be. After all, what they said isn’t false. You even have the Divine Skill [Divine Majesty], which forcibly reduces 90% attribute resistance of non-Legendary/Dominator units, and even Legendary/Dominator can have their attributes reduced by over 20%. That’s absolutely qualified as support." Tang Ruobing’s smile grew brighter, and the more she looked at Ye Mingqiu, the more he seed like a qualified support in her eyes.
"Sigh~"
Ye Mingqiu sighed and said, "Forget it. Once they find out I’m at the top of the Celestial Ladder, these rumors will collapse on their own."
"But that’s true."
"Even if it’s true, no one cares."
"Really?"
Tang Ruobing still had a smile on her face and said, "Actually, whether you are or not isn’t important, what matters is they want to elevate you to god-like status. They just want to see you flustered and unable to explain once elevated."
"?"
"As the top of the Celestial Ladder, it’s likely that many people would know you, but even so, there’s still a lot of people deliberately playing along, which already highlights part of the problem—they’re just ssing around for fun."
"It’s like a newbie joining a group chat of veterans, and those veterans will just label them as a god without discerning right from wrong, then cheer madly. If you’re a Great God, it’s fine. If not, it still makes the person feel good, and they find it enjoyable. It’s a fun way to interact."
"Is that so?"
Ye Mingqiu sighed helplessly, still feeling a bit unaccustod.
...
Chenghai City, in a certain basent
"Bang!"
A man in a black trench coat kicked open a safe door. He looked at the scattered gold and silver jewelry inside, then turned his cold gaze to the cultist pinned to the floor by a group of people in black robes.
He walked forward, grabbed the cultist’s neck with one hand, lifted the bruised face, and coldly questioned, "Where exactly did the stuff go? Where is that contract?"
"Ooh... step there."
The cultist mumbled, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, likely due to missing teeth and a partially cut tongue.
"Don’t know... don’t know, huh..."
The man let out a long breath, released his hand, revealing a grim, cruel smile, and said, "It’s okay, I’ll help you recall!"
"Wait!"
"Hmm?"
"Thump, the contract, it might be in the alley or lost when kidnapped." The cultist responded in intense fear.
"Oh?"
The man stroked his chin with one hand, showing a thoughtful expression, and muttered to himself, "Oh, I seem to have indeed known this intel, soone reported it before."
"Purple Knife?"
"Ah, yes, I know."
The man slowly bent down, leaned in close to the tortured cultist, displayed a devilish, terrifying smile, and said, "I knew it all along, and I know you don’t know. These things you guessed, right?"
"!!!"
"Sorry, I just didn’t like you, so I played with you for a while longer. Had fun during this ti? I had a lot of fun, hahaha, hahahahaha! As a follower of the God of Blood, I love this kind of expression the most!"
"Ah, look, despair and rage mixing with reluctance and madness, you struggle like a wild dog at the end of its rope, teeth knocked out, spine broken, eyes bleeding—this expression is simply the best!"
"Everything you’ve endured these days was utterly aningless! Hahahaha!"
"Ahhhh!"
"Huh!"
The man laughed as he turned away, his smile at its peak, mood extraordinarily good, behind him the cultist lay tornted, still squirming and struggling.
He lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and said without turning his head, "Dispose of him, such a lively offering, the God of Blood will surely appreciate it."
With that, he continued walking, murmuring softly, "The Demon Contract, I don’t care where it is, I care if it’s been used, if anyone has signed the contract—that’s the reward given to us by the God of Blood, it can’t be neglected."
The man slowly stepped into the darkness, eyes gradually gleaming red, as the sacrificial cries of the cultist filled the space completely.
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