"You... what did you say?"
The new Saint's voice was already trembling, as if completely unable to believe what he heard, staring intently at Wordcaster-Bai before him.
"What what? Isn't this simple? Actually, the Death ssenger made it quite clear from the beginning."
"Anyway, just join whichever side wins. This ga doesn't really have much to do with us."
"Don't tell you've actually developed feelings for this 'Saint' identity?"
"Oh right, do you know how to beco a Demon? I think I..."
Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, this new Saint who specialized in ranged attacks directly threw a powerful swinging punch!
A completely unreasonable punch smashed into his face, producing an extrely loud dull thud.
"You fucking animal!"
The new Saint imdiately took action, not wanting to say another word.
Originally, he thought this person was sowhat capable, and being a Saint, he assud he'd encountered a good ally.
But looking at it now, he was actually a fence-sitter ready to switch sides at any mont!
What kind of person is this? How could soone like this be by the Saint Lord's side!
"Ah? No..."
Wordcaster-Bai covered his face, looking at the person before him in disbelief, not understanding why he suddenly attacked. Wasn't he trying to help the other person?
But he couldn't finish his words now, as the person before him had completely lost any ability to communicate, pouncing forward again like a lion!
That overwhelming ferocity made him unable to even utter his usual witty incantations, and he ended up wrestling with the other person.
For a mont, a mage and a ranged archer were engaged in hand-to-hand combat in the sky above this land.
The people below were completely dumbfounded, not understanding why these two big shots suddenly started fighting.
Fortunately, they had already used their ultimate abilities to clear out the small monsters earlier. Otherwise, these two who couldn't communicate properly with each other would likely have ssed up big ti.
anwhile, the spectators jumping between various player livestreams were starting to lose it.
[:"Seriously, bro, can you please check the ga chat?"]
[:"Your concepts of being a Saint are completely different!"]
[:"This is too hilarious. The Death ssenger racking her brains is no match for Sin's quick thinking, directly adding a third faction to the ga!"]
But right now, Wordcaster-Bai naturally had no mind to check his in-ga chat. He was practically going crazy.
"Are you connected to Sin? Then just be a Saint!"
"I was just discussing with you, the rules!"
The new Saint had no interest whatsoever in communicating with him, instead shouting loudly to the crowd below:
"Everyone, he's not a Saint! There are no such people among the Saints!"
"The Saint Lord's followers have no traitors! We will do everything in our power to save this place, not turn to join our enemies!"
The fact that he could be resurrected by Jiang Yuan ant that there was still fire burning in his heart, that he hadn't chosen to accept reality during the long years, hadn't given up on this already hopeless situation.
Therefore, Lu Ce as the Saint Lord was his last lifeline. Each one of them was a fanatic!
"I don't understand... what's the problem with switching factions..."
.......
"Don't change factions easily!"
Qian City, in the stadium ruins.
Actually, this place could no longer be called ruins, but rather a massive crater.
After everyone left, Sun ultimately couldn't resist and fought a battle with Pride.
This ultimately turned the place into a huge crater, completely erasing any traces of what building used to be here.
Now both had disappeared - Sun was no match for Pride in his normal state, and Lu Ce still needed to search everywhere to kill Demons.
Currently, in the desolate crater, two won stood facing each other.
Xie Antong emphasized again to Chiyo Eine:
"Don't casually think about changing factions. If the situation is suitable, it's best not to change factions at all!"
"At most, change once at the final mont."
Xie Antong rubbed her temples, speaking with apparent difficulty.
Her All-Seeing Eye had now spread across all eight cities.
"Why, is there risk involved?" Chiyo Eine asked.
"Yes!"
"Faction conversion definitely has problems. The conversion from Demon to Saint is almost pure brainwashing, this kind of ntal pollution is irreversible."
"As for Saints assimilating into Demons, we haven't even seen a thod for that yet. This conversion is likely a trap dug by the Death ssenger."
Chiyo Eine looked Xie Antong up and down, thinking to herself whether it was really okay for her to say such things.
"You're... currently in the sa faction as the Death ssenger, you know."
"Those things don't matter. I'm expending a lot of energy right now, don't interrupt randomly." Xie Antong said.
"He disappeared, and then Demons started being deployed on a large scale. Those mini-boss type Hell Envoys have also started appearing again."
"What He seems to be doing now is no longer dealing with Sin, but slaughtering!"
"My eyes can see it all - He's practically acting with the purpose of slaughter and destruction. The people of this world... are real people!"
Hearing Xie Antong's words, Chiyo Eine's intelligence finally ca online a bit as she said:
"In that case, as the Death ssenger, does He need these deaths to increase His power, or gain so benefit?"
Xie Antong nodded.
"Most likely. Without confidence to directly eliminate Sin, He just casually decided to have an entire world's population buried as sacrifices?"
"Heh..."
"You go do what Saints should do. Don't worry about the faction issue between us for now."
Chiyo Eine nodded vigorously without refusing.
She knew Xie Antong's fundantal character - this wasn't about helping "Sin," but rather that the Death ssenger's current actions were simply more beastly.
"Oh right! Later, help look out for soone. He definitely ca to this ga, and given his personality, he would definitely choose to be a Saint."
"Who?"
"Perfect Life!"
His abilities should have been useful for advancing in these eight cities arranged like the Eight Trigrams. Why has he disappeared?
.......
Yes, Perfect Life did indeed co. Right now, he was alone in a dark clothing store, gradually becoming anxious.
This was an emotion that had almost never appeared on him before.
His yin-yang hands ford an Eight Trigrams diagram before him, with a map of the eight cities reflected below.
"This is the first ti God has taken direct action, openly challenging a player."
"Even though you're a psychopath, and I don't want to admit that you represent players, but..."
"You really can't lose."
He muttered to himself, but looking at the Eight Trigrams before him, he felt exceptionally confused.
"Why no matter how I adjust it, the divination results are always reversed?"
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