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Chapter 361: Loki: Guh, can we reconcile?

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"What a pity, such a good ability as 【Division】, yet you haven't developed any manipulation of concepts."

Su Nian shrugged his shoulders helplessly. To be honest, he felt that the 【Division】 ability was much more fun to use than the Red Dragon Emperor's 【Boost】.

After all, compared to enhancing oneself and gaining power that cannot be controlled, he preferred weakening the enemy.

Inside an alternate space created specifically for combat at the Duoxiaozhe Xueyuan, Su Nian sat with his legs crossed, served by Wali's sister, Guinevere.

Watching the battle between Wali and Cao Cao, he gave this assessment.

Watching Cao Cao, who held the upper hand, Su Nian nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems my training standards are quite good. Perhaps when we reach Little Garden, I might even be able to acquire the Spirit Status of 'Teacher of Heroes'."

"So amazing, little Wali is completely at a disadvantage."

Watching Wali, who was clearly at a disadvantage despite having released his Artifact's Balance Breaker, Guinevere could not help but open her mouth in shock.

Wali's mouth twitched; he was far more than just at a disadvantage—he was being completely suppressed.

Wasn't it said that after losing the Holy Spear, Cao Cao's strength had dropped significantly? How could he be this troublesome?

And the weapon in the opponent's hand had almost pierced through his armor even after he had activated Balance Breaker.

Isn't this gap a bit too large?

Seeming to sense Wali's shock, Cao Cao merely let out a cold snort, showing no other reaction.

If you knew how this progress was exchanged, you would have nothing to say.

Do you know how many times a day he is beaten to the brink of death? How many dozens of times his bones are shattered and his internal organs ruptured?

Have you ever experienced weighted training under a hundredfold or even thousandfold gravity?

If not for the sufficient and high-quality resources provided by Su Nian, they would have been played to death long ago; Su Nian had essentially used every training method he knew on them.

As for whether these methods are reliable or where they came from, don't ask.

It is truly a credit to them that they could endure it.

However, those of the martial faction are fine, but what about those who rely on magic and spells, like Arthur's sister Fele and Ge'oerke?

That cramming-style education is a hell within hell, a hell where one day is used as a month.

Su Nian's training motto is: as long as you aren't trained to death, train until you die; even if you die, it's fine, he will resurrect you.

Of course, the results brought about are remarkable; in just a few days, everyone's strength improved by almost a whole major stage, a transformation as if they were reborn.

Soon, even Wali, who used the Juggernaut Drive, was defeated with regret.

"Good performance, you can have a day off this time."

Su Nian clapped his hands happily, then looked at another lucky one, the seed player of the Duoxiaozhe Xueyuan, Kigase Tobio.

"Aren't you going up to practice?"

Kigase Tobio looked at him, gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and walked up helplessly.

Then Su Nian spoke.

"Defeat him, and the reward is the same as Cao Cao's: you can rest for a day and are allowed free activities."

Instantly, several fiery gazes fell upon Kigase Tobio; a holiday, that was a whole day of holiday.

A holiday to escape from the hell known as training, and even free time to watch one's friends suffer during their own training.

With almost no hesitation, Qigefei, Hercules, Pashius, Ge'oerke, and others scrambled to get on stage.

"Enough!"

The suddenly erupted angry shout attracted everyone's attention.

Su Nian, like everyone else, cast his gaze toward Koukebao'er.

At this moment, this roaring Fallen Angel Cadre was sneering at Su Nian.

"What challenges, what rests, what training—isn't there a limit to neglecting one's proper work? Lord Son of God?"

"Oh?"

Su Nian turned around, squinting his eyes and smiling as he spoke.

"It seems you have quite a lot of opinions about me?"

At the same time, he waved his hand, signaling the members of the Khaos Brigade not to move, letting him see what this militant Fallen Angel Cadre wanted to say.

As Su Nian said this, he licked the corner of his mouth, a playful smile appearing on his face.

"Opinions?"

Koukebao'er revealed a ferocious smile.

"I have opinions about everyone."

"Whether it's Azazel, who only knows how to research Artifacts all day, or Xiemuhasa, who married a Devil wife, or Baiqiu, who is such a coward that he even endured his wife being killed—I have opinions about all of you!"

After he finished saying this, Xiemuhasa's expression became extremely ugly.

If not for Su Nian waving his hand at this moment to signal not to stop him and let him continue speaking, he would have already attacked.

"And then?"

Su Nian revealed an amused expression.

"And then... it's you..."

Koukebao'er bared his teeth, his smile ferocious.

"Suddenly appearing, using flowery words to deceive Ophis, then making the three factions negotiate and becoming the leader of the three factions."

"Lord Son of God, you have quite the grand air!"

"Do the Fallen Angels need to negotiate? Clearly, if we just put in a little more effort, we could completely destroy the Angels and Devils and become the overlords!"

"And that old thing, the God of the Bible, why resurrect him? Wouldn't it be better to just stay dead?"

"But the Angels must have had their brains fried to believe the resurrection method you spoke of; now, sure enough, there's a problem, isn't there?"

Koukebao'er said this, paused again, and said with a look of sudden realization.

"Perhaps angels have something wrong with their brains to begin with; in my view, the so-called Heaven should be handed over to us Fallen Angels to control, and the angels should be driven out of Heaven."

"Your idea is very creative."

Su Nian nodded and looked at the Hero Faction members who had surrounded Koukebao'er at some unknown time, the four great Seraphs who had appeared in the sky above the different space at some unknown time, and the God of the Bible.

Pretending he had seen nothing, he reached out his hand and said.

"So, what is your reliance? Could it be this weak and pathetic strength of yours?"

To be fair, Koukebao'er's strength really couldn't be called strong; it was just at the level of an ordinary Demon King.

To the extent that even White Snow Princess could hold him down and beat him.

There wasn't a single person present who couldn't hold him down and beat him.

"This is my territory, and everyone here is my person!"

Cao Cao and the others were rubbing their hands, preparing to trip the people beside them at any moment so they could enjoy the credit alone.

Koukebao'er spread his arms and said with overflowing confidence.

"And now that Ophis is not by your side, I wonder what else you can rely on? Even Azazel would need ten minutes to break the Barrier here."

Azazel shook his head, counted down three, two, one, and the Barrier was already broken.

"Heh, Holy Son, I see what kind of Holy Son you are; at most, you're just a liar."

"A liar?"

Su Nian couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"In a sense, you aren't wrong about that."

Su Nian said, raising his hand and shaking it as he spoke.

"It's just that you got one thing wrong: every single word you said is ridiculously wrong."

"You might want to observe the situation around you."

Su Nian revealed a wicked smile, then waved his hand, signaling that they could begin.

In an instant, Cao Cao was tripped by Qigefei, Qigefei was grabbed by Heracles, and then all three were trapped by Georgi...

Watching this scene, Su Nian's mouth twitched; what kind of version of "the biggest rival for credit is one's own partner" is this?

But fortunately, Jeanne d'Arc was still reliable; a massive Holy Sword descended from the sky, directly smashing Koukebao'er, who had just realized what was happening, into a pulp of meat.

"You few, from today onwards, your training volume for the next week is doubled!!"

Su Nian couldn't help but roar; how could this group of unreliable guys drag their own teammate down like this?

For a moment, everyone present seemed to hear the sound of stone statues shattering.

In a sense? Could this also count as a pretty good reward?

Except for the fact that it was a bit of a test for one's willpower.

Suddenly, a spatial fluctuation arose right where Koukebao'er had just been smashed to death.

A man with strange blue hair appeared from the space; as soon as he poked his head out, he curiously observed the situation around him.

Looking at the members of the Khaos Brigade's Hero Faction surrounding him with ferocious expressions, Loki was stunned.

"I came here under the instructions of Indra."

Loki hurriedly waved his hands, indicating that he was on their side and that he was one of their own.

Cao Cao and the others didn't speak, leaving only Loki, who felt the atmosphere was strange, to turn his head and observe the situation around him.

He saw the Governor of the Fallen Angels, Azazel, smiling and waving at him, and the ominous feeling in his heart grew even stronger.

He looked up at the God of the Bible in the sky and the four great Seraphs guarding the God of the Bible.

His heart couldn't help but twitch, and the ominous feeling in his heart grew even stronger.

Could I be dreaming?

No, I must be dreaming! I am definitely dreaming!

Loki pretended to be nonchalant, preparing to use a Spatial Technique again to slowly leave.

Then, suddenly, the air made a soft 'pop' sound; it was Ophis, who had forcibly crossed space with Himejima Akeno to arrive in this tiny different space.

At this moment, Loki's mood was on the verge of collapse, but he still forcibly calmed himself down; he seriously suspected that he hadn't slept well, or how could he be having such a terrifying nightmare?

After all, being surrounded by the Khaos Brigade, the Infinite Dragon God, the God of the Bible, the Fallen Angels, and the Holy Son all at once was clearly impossible.

He, Loki, a mere Norse Evil God, what right did he have to experience such treatment?

Until a gray wolf rushed out from Loki's shadow and bumped into him, and Loki felt the pain.

"Stupid wolf, what are you..."

Only at this very moment did Loki clearly realize that he didn't seem to be dreaming?

He was really being surrounded by the Khaos Brigade, the Infinite Dragon God, the God of the Bible, the Fallen Angels, and the Holy Son all at once.

Even the usually arrogant and fierce God-Slaying Fang, Fenli'er, revealed a bewildered expression.

Immediately following that, it tucked its tail and showed an awkward expression, turning it directly from a God-Slaying Wolf into a husky that had caused trouble.

Loki waved his hand with extreme awkwardness and said.

"Uh, can we reconcile?"

"If that's not possible, can you go easy on me?"

(End of chapter)

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