What?
Xie Antong had already pulled out the Soulburn Incense and her single-shot gun. Staring at the guards who suddenly froze in place before her, her mind went completely blank for a mont.
Is this... the princess’s order?
Could it be that these things were not actually controlled by the Lust God Chosen?!
The princess could really command them?
Since discovering that the princess had been possessed by the Lust God Chosen, Xie Antong had pieced together most of the ga’s situation. There was no way these guards were genuinely obeying the princess.
Most likely, they were puppets—protecting the princess but also controlling her at the sa ti.
But now... it seed she had sowhat underestimated the princess herself.
“What are you doing?!” Another sharp voice rang out—that was the voice of the Lust God Chosen. It never expected this kind of glitch to appear.
“Stop!” the princess roared again.
Since they shared the sa body, both voices ca from the sa mouth, making it look especially terrifying at this mont.
“How dare you defy like this!!”
“Do you think this will really work?!”
After the grating voice of the Lust God Chosen, those silent, puppet-like guards began stepping forward once more.
Crack!
Lu Ce was not idle either; he raised his giant axe and swung it down again, cleaving a man in half at the waist beneath his feet.
“Head! Smash the head!” the princess continued.
“Use the back of your axe to crush it!”
It was hard to imagine that she was telling the opponent to smash her own head—it left one speechless.
Now, several guards had already reached behind Lu Ce, and the anti-magic chains they flung had wrapped around his waist.
Suddenly, sothing unexpected happened!
One of the guards suddenly raised his hand and smashed his own head.
Then, he fell straight backward.
The air seed to silence for a mont, and then the sharp voice of the Lust God Chosen stunned everyone.
“What are you doing! How did you do that?!”
“They are your sons! What are you doing???”
Xie Antong: ?
She had been trying to stay as clear-headed as possible, but suddenly it felt as if her brain had been hit with a hamr.
Sons...?
The princess had children?!
Even Lu Ce couldn’t help but slightly turn his head; this was sothing he hadn’t expected.
The princess’s severed head slowly closed her eyes, a glistening tear flashing at the corner.
But she didn’t stop!
“Sorry...”
Then, one by one, the guards began striking their own heads and hearts, starting a crazed and utterly brutal suicide.
The princess’s eyes slowly looked upward, gazing at the golden figure standing over her.
It seed like she was talking to herself, or perhaps to him:
“I told you, I resisted, I tried so many tis, but I failed...”
“How long it has been...”
“I thought all that had been in vain...”
Perhaps at this mont, only the Sun could understand sothing of the situation.
From the start of the ga, he had keenly sensed that the princess’s age was off—she was definitely not a girl of eighteen or nineteen!
“Even a tiger won’t eat its cub! What... what conditions do you have to say?”
The Lust God Chosen had already been pushed to the brink; even bargaining with a human was forced out of him.
But the princess remained unmoved, closing her eyes, refusing to look, letting her children kill themselves one by one.
Better to be puppets without thought than to suffer on endlessly.
When she had just given birth, she tried to have her lover take the child and run, but that failed as well.
The baby, less than a month old, was forcibly matured by divine power and copied into so many duplicates—becoming puppets that only knew orders.
Since babies inherently had no independent thoughts, these guards appeared dull and slow because, in truth, they were not human!
Her children... had long been dead!
The core of this world was so cold that everything you cherished and cared about would beco sothing others could use to threaten and restrain you.
Perhaps only soone like her could resist it...
“Smash the head!”
With the last guard’s suicide, the princess let out the final voice of her life.
Boom!
The golden giant axe struck down vertically, not using the blade but purely the weight, smashing the skull to pieces.
At this point, the power had been severely weakened and drained, and the final trump card was nullified. The Lust God Chosen’s host body was already torn to pieces, and he was going a bit mad.
“Hehehehe...”
Mad laughter echoed out of thin air.
He truly never expected that he wouldn’t fall in the competition against all other Lust God Chosen avatars but instead... fall here!
He did not understand.
He could not understand why a human bathed in gold could have such a high life status and such imnse power.
He did not understand why a disgusting, fiery guy could slap him.
He did not understand why a mysterious guy he had never noticed could smash his soul and cause his defeat.
He also did not understand why the princess he had enslaved for so long would... deliver the most fatal blow to him at the mont of death!
That was what he saw. He hadn’t even seen the earlier combined attack, which was planned by a woman he never even t.
Always... he just fell at the hands of a bunch of ants...
“Heh... Die! All of you die! I’ve rembered you, Lust God Chosen, I’ve rembered you!”
“That’s sothing you can save for the Grim Reaper,” Lu Ce raised his hand and swung his axe again.
Before him, the pink soul suddenly exploded, terrifying energy began to burst into the air, wildly and erratically smashing around.
He had lost. Even his will could be said to be dead.
At the end, he could only try to take others down with him.
Just then, a tall figure suddenly charged forward, rushing out from the castle ruins into the sky.
He grabbed that concentrated pink energy and shoved it directly into his own chest!
—The Sun!
His speed was almost the peak of his life.
His eyes flickered with the wildest madness yet looked so calm, carrying a resolute willingness to face death without hesitation as he forced that terrifying divine power into his body.
He didn’t know what would happen next.
He only knew that when an opportunity like this arrived, life and death were trivial!
The hook thief steals, the country thief becos marquis, the god thief is—the Sun!
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