Chapter 590: Don't Block the Way

Chi Jinan managed to withdraw completely from the torment of fluctuating mutation values, probably because he couldn't escape the mental state infected with the deity's near‑total madness.

Even the so‑called deity completely lost its reason after long‑term erosion by mutation, and that madness subsequently affected his followers.

That's truly ridiculous, I don't believe in gods.

The biggest heretic in the Heresy Tribunal said coldly, Fang Zhiyan gazed at Chi Jinan's eyes that seemed to be burning black, and saw the fervor seeping from his bones.

He tilted his head back and gulped down the last bottle of holy water at his waist, tossed the empty bottle aside, and then spread both hands outward at his sides.

This time, the blood crystals surging from his palm were not just one or two weapons, but an entire scarlet crystal forest rising from the ground, with hundreds of blood crystal spikes shooting up simultaneously—this was already beyond the blood loss a human could endure.

Chi Jinan's pallid face contrasted sharply with the red of the blood crystals, but he was smiling.

Those eyes, almost swallowed by scarlet, were clearer at this moment than ever before.

Chi Jinan had long turned the curse into fuel, sprinting madly toward a goal.

His goal was to slay a deity.

The curse gave him a frenzied pursuit of annihilation, and he channeled all that fervor in one direction; Chi Jinan is driving this brakeless war chariot forward with his body about to burn out.

The reason is simple: after severing several of Fang Zhiyan's tentacles, he finally saw the source of that black water.

It was a deity's core that had been completely shattered, forcibly pieced together, but only a small fragment remained.

Fang Zhiyan held nothing back; all his tentacles unfurled at once, a silvery‑white surge rising from behind him, each soaked with the black water flowing from the deity's core, its surface rippling with a dark glow.

The tentacles and the blood crystal forest collided head‑on, and the entire underground space seemed to tremble.

Blood crystal fragments and silvery‑white tissue remnants mingled in the air, like a storm of intertwined scarlet and silver rain.

And in the shadows at the edge of the space, there was a person who remained completely untouched by this mad battle from start to finish.

Xi Ren Sheng crouched behind a pile of collapsed rubble, the big and small jokers crossed on his fingertips.

To be honest, in the previous fight he had been somewhat just mixing in his output.

After all, that Lingxun isn't the final boss, and then a Divine Oracle went missing in the aftermath, while the rule of chaos is exactly the easiest one to fish in troubled waters.

So he was waiting.

He saw the thing beside Fang Zhiyan that had always been covered by tentacles.

Black water continued to seep from the seams of the core's assembly, flowing onto the ground, where Fang Zhiyan's tentacles greedily sucked it up again.

But that is not the crux of the problem.

Originally, because a Divine Oracle was missing, Xi Ren Sheng could have used the rule of chaos to obscure his identity, but as he himself said earlier, only one spot exists at the pinnacle of any rule.

Perhaps earlier, the person of annihilation died in some unknown corner, vacating the seat, and now it seems someone has taken the annihilation seat.

No way, a new Divine Oracle was born that fast?

Xi Ren Sheng could only try to trip him up, at least to keep him from securing the seat too quickly; otherwise, how could he sit the annihilation seat and take the final step of their strategy for them?

He had even specially researched how to produce white flames!

Xi Ren Sheng only felt a headache; if this continues, what if that deity really turns into a tentacle monster—what then?

Come to think of it, my partner's body also fused with several deity fragments—does he also have a chance to become a deity? Would that make their script turn into a dungeon where the final boss is actually my brother?

Hiss...... That actually sounds pretty good.

If that's the case, my partner would be called a god in the game world, and I'd rise to become the big boss among players—wouldn't that amount to them ruling the world together?

Speaking of partners......

Xi Ren Sheng carefully poked out a head, still intending to avenge his partner's hair......

He had just poked out half his head when he met a pair of ink‑black eyes.

Chi Jinan didn't realize when he had retreated to this rubble; blood was still trickling down his body, and the edge of the wound on his side that had been soaked in holy water showed an abnormal whiteness.

Chi Jinan bowed slightly, "Don't block the way."

Before Xi Ren Sheng could react, Chi Jinan leapt to the side with a clean, decisive motion; as he moved aside, the tentacle that Fang Zhiyan had originally aimed at his back now pointed straight at Xi Ren Sheng's face.

Xi Ren Sheng's pupils contracted sharply.

I——

He didn't have time to finish his curse before the silvery‑white tentacle rapidly expanded in his vision, reeking of rancid sea‑foam; Fang Zhiyan obviously didn't care whom he was hitting.

——Square!

There's a traitor in the team!!!

After all, they merely can't harm each other—that doesn't mean they're allies.

Xi Ren Sheng's reaction outpaced his mouth; three square cards shot from his fingertips, exploding in midair into three semi‑transparent diamond‑shaped light shields, the tentacle tip smashing into a shield and causing the square pattern to flare violently.

After striking the third shield in succession, most of the tentacle's force was dissipated; its tip grazed the shield and slammed into the rubble beside Xi Ren Sheng, shrapnel bursting into his face.

Xi Ren Sheng took advantage of the opening, rolling and crawling out from behind the rubble, rolling half a circle on the ground, kneeling on one knee, with the fanned‑out playing cards already spread between his fingers.

"Hey, Old Brother Octopus," he spat out the dirt he'd accidentally swallowed, "can you at least pick a proper opponent? You're hitting me from so far away—are your eyes bad?"

Fang Zhiyan didn't answer him; he raised his tentacles again, three silvery‑white tips aiming simultaneously at Xi Ren Sheng.

Obviously, Fang Zhiyan doesn't pick opponents at all.

And Chi Jinan paid him no mind, his sickle tracing arc after arc of scarlet light through the tentacle horde, each stroke pushing toward the shattered core beside Fang Zhiyan.

"Let me not block your way, right......"

Having just gotten that close, how could Xi Ren Sheng fail to recognize who was about to reach the summit?

"Fine, I'll just see if you can climb up!"

Xi Ren Sheng just laughed angrily; it's a prop speedrun, after all—he's played it before.

It's nothing more than, while reaching the finish line, ruthlessly elbowing a teammate.

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Ying Duo and company were still making their way along the stone road, not yet having reached the artificially constructed area, but they could already feel occasional tremors coming from the ground.

That clearly shows they've started fighting over there, and the fight is unusually fierce.

「Let's be a bit faster. 」

Ying Duo said, Chi Jinan's Blue Bar in the team list was nearly empty, and he switched to using Blood Bar to cast skills.

And the most crucial point is, if they're fast enough and their teammates are strong enough, they might not need to defect; Ying Duo could previously also fuse the fragments on Fang Zhiyan's Aberrant Species Core together.