Chapter 238: Reversal?!

What do we do?!

Su Ming forced down the pungent‑sweet taste in his throat, and his mind raced.

That big guy called Caesar is a bit too perverse.

【No‑Fly】, 【Disarm】, 【Backfire】 aside, and now this?

"We must find some trump cards…"

"But what trump cards do I have?"

In the 【Dimensional Reduction Warehouse】, there are still plenty of items.

Especially the 【Source Blood】, piled up into a small hill.

But now…

Su Ming's thoughts shifted, attempting to communicate with the dimensional space.

However…

No feedback was received!

It's as if the signal between them was completely severed!

【Fifth Decree—】

Caesar's lofty voice rang again, like a judge's verdict, without a hint of humanity.

【All private property belongs to the king!】

The words fell, and Su Ming's eyelids twitched wildly.

Damn!

This works?!

Buzz—!

In front of him, the void seemed to have been slit open like a pocket.

Colorful orbs burst out uncontrollably, one after another.

【Glutton's Plate】!

【Shadow Leap Cloak】!

【Puppet Silk·Thousand Machines】!

And countless bottles of 【Source Blood】 shimmering with tempting luster!

Those epic‑level items he had just looted from the 【Golden House】, even including his own previously stored supplies.

At this moment they resembled a bunch of turncoats who'd just seen their own father!

They lined up, jubilantly flying toward Caesar!

In the blink of an eye, like a host of stars encircling the moon, they hovered beside the golden giant.

"You motherf***er?!"

Su Ming gritted his teeth, watching helplessly as the wealth he had painstakingly robbed was snatched away right before his eyes.

What the hell is this rogue rule?

Severing contact, forced plunder?!

Even…

Even the 【Divine Warrior】's 【Battle Soul Immortal Gun】 that he was to hand over is the same!

This damn Quasi‑Myth, more overbearing than a 【Myth】, even a being above a 【Myth】?!

Despair.

True despair.

Thud—!

On the stand, Wang Dongfeng's legs went weak, and he knelt straight onto the ground.

It's over.

"No... not right..."

【Magu】's beautiful eyes flashed intensely, her aura roiling around her.

Impossible!

How could she be this strong, having taken every rule?!

She tried to do something.

But she couldn't see the problem!

Could it really be an outright mockery and execution?

First shave the king down to a mortal, strip his gear, seize his items, then slowly butcher him!

How could the gap be this huge?!

In the arena.

Caesar indifferently glanced at the blood‑soaked, empty‑handed Su Ming.

That look was as if he were staring at an old cat that had its teeth pulled and claws trimmed.

Boring.

Too weak!

It doesn't even have the qualification to force it to draw upon its divine essence.

【This farce should end.】

Caesar slowly raised the scepter that symbolized absolute authority.

In his golden eyes, there was no mercy, only the cold indifference of someone handling trash.

【Sixth Decree—】

【Death penalty, execute!】

Boom—!

Speak, and the law follows!

The void above Su Ming's head instantly twisted and collapsed.

Countless golden Rule lines frantically intertwined and reformed.

Finally.

It transformed into a Golden Halberd as large as a house, exuding a suffocating aura!

The blade's cold light swirled, hanging over Su Ming's neck.

This strike is not a physical slash.

It is Rule eradication!

It is the ruler demanding the minister die, and the minister cannot help but die!

Creak—!

Here it comes!

The Golden Halberd loosened, bearing the dazzling heavenly authority that judges all, aimed at the tiny, hunchbacked figure below…

It crashes down with a boom!

"Wang!!!!!!!"

A harrowing scream, almost piercing the eardrums.

Magu threw herself onto the Light Curtain, her delicate, seductive face now twisted beyond recognition.

She tried to tear this ragged Light Curtain, but it was utterly impossible!

Wang Dongfeng gritted his teeth, raised the custom tactical pistol, its barrel trembling as it aimed at the light sphere.

Even though he knew this tiny pistol was worse than a firebrand here.

But he had sworn!

He would protect Mr. Su with his life.

If Mr. Su gets into trouble.

The enemy should have to step over his corpse first!

But now…

Wang Dongfeng's hands trembled.

A deep sense of helplessness and self‑loathing, like a poisonous snake, gnawed at his heart.

Is this the Heaven Rift between gods and humans?

Even someone as strong as Mr. Su…

Before that so‑called Rule, is merely a slightly irritating speck of dust?

Boom—!!!

The blade fell.

Golden light exploded!

The entire Ancient God Beast Arena was instantly devoured by this blindingly brilliant light!

Vision stripped!

Hearing blocked!

Beyond the Light Curtain, a death‑like silence fell.

This silence made the heart race more than the previous roar.

Two seconds.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

Time seemed stretched countless times.

For the two on the stands, it felt as if they had lived through this damned lifetime.

It's over…

Everything has ended.

The glaring light above could not penetrate the ashen eyes of the two!

Bang—!!

Suddenly, an extremely abrupt blast, crystal clear.

That Golden Barrier symbolizing divine authority, separating mortals from deities…

As if someone's window glass was smashed by a mischievous child with a brick!

Crack—!

Crack—!

Countless cracks instantly spread across the entire Light Curtain!

"Hm?!"

Magu and Wang Dongfeng, who had already closed their eyes in despair, had their pupils violently jolt.

Splash—!

Golden fragments rained from the sky, and before touching the ground, turned into void energy turbulence and dissipated.

The oppressive Divinity pressure that had weighed on the heart, making one want to kneel and worship…

It was just like a balloon punctured by a needle.

With a puff, it leaked air!

It went flat!

The light scattered completely.

The dust settled.

The scene in the center of the beast fighting arena once again clearly appeared before the two of them.

Hiss—

Ah?!

Wang East Wind sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

What did he see?

There were no beheaded corpses.

There was no bloody river of carnage.

Nor was there a proclamation of the gods' victory.

Only ruins.

A completely utter, chaotic mess of ruins!

And in the very center of the ruins, a pile of glittering gold……

was scrap copper and iron.

That was……

That was the golden giant that had first appeared with full swagger, standing ten meters tall!

But now, where does it still have even a hint of divine majesty?

The huge golden head, like a deflated ball, rolled alone several meters away.

The eye sockets that once burned with divine fire were now pitch black.

Its limbs were violently disassembled, scattered like building blocks smashed by a bratty kid.

And the core at the center of its body……

Although it still glowed faintly, it was no longer turning.

Right beside this core.

A slightly hunched, blood-soaked figure.

He had one foot planted on that heavy golden breastplate, hands braced on his knees, gasping heavily.

It was Su Ming!

This……

What the hell?!

Wang East Wind's brain completely crashed.

【Magu】 also stood frozen in place, even forgetting to wipe her tears.

What's going on?!

Wang didn't die?!

On the contrary, this big guy fell apart?!

Just a moment ago, in the ten or so seconds after that light devoured……

What exactly happened?!