Chapter 101: Everyone Thinks They've Made a Profit

The Moon-class hull, slightly leaking, is riddled with wounds, and the thin steel plates barely ensure the warship's seal.

Flying drones and the Servo Skull circle the leaking warship, continuously welding out bursts of light.

The deck opened, and Heilu, his skin a shade paler, pushed a cart of Chaos Astats stripped of Power Armor, and, alongside a figure that bore no resemblance to a Terror Berserker—the World‑Devourer—together threw this jump‑gang squad into the void.

Fresh blood streamed along as he watched these former Abadon veteran elites, once tougher than himself, drift farther and farther in the cold void.

Behind him, the mortal crew cleaning the deck swept, calling Heilu back from among these "old comrades."

He turned to return to his new formation, and when he looked at DuJiao among the deck‑sweeping crew, Heilu even had to stare carefully to see the grotesquely mutated flesh horn that had almost entirely vanished from his forehead.

If Heilu were not so familiar with DuJiao, one might even think Heilu were a slightly ill ordinary human.

This positive shift occurring across all Chaos Regions of the ship not only left Heilu and the other witnesses baffled, but also made the Judge named Fanluosi shout "Long live the Divine Emperor!" three times each day in excitement.

Although the rebel legion did not defect from the Empire solely because of Chaos, they also had reasons rooted in their genuine disdain for the Empire's actions.

But as long as Chaos Corruption can be reversed, that at least means this path still holds hope, doesn't it?

And the mere thought of possibly reconstituting nine loyal legions that existed before the rebellion makes Fanluosi, who fully grasps the significance of this event, wish Xisi would just completely throw himself into Chaos.

Because if the Four Gods could......

Fanluosi, of course, dared not think further, but even just reaching this point made him so excited that his attitude toward the Chaos rebel forces improved considerably during this period.

He even began laying the groundwork for this hopeful future, daily rallying some increasingly normal rebel legions and expounding the greatness of the Divine Emperor.

On the Bridge, during the brief repair interval, Fanluosi again led the State Church Priests in proclaiming the Divine Emperor and Xisi's greatness to the Chaos rebels, continuously strengthening their loyalty to Xisi.

With these rebels' Hundredfold loyalty now directed at him with increasing reverence, Xisi withdrew his focus and turned his attention back to the warship's condition.

Seeing the warship's damage nearing thirty percent, Xisi could only mutter that Washituoer's grip was unreasonably tight.

Then, after a moment's thought, he fished the fragment from his chest and wondered what exactly this thing was.

So that Washituoer could lead his own and Abadon's joint fleet, generating an unstoppable momentum.

After staring for a long while without grasping the point, Xisi reluctantly put the fragment back, then calculated the time, estimating that Washituoer would appear again. Just as Xisi was about to look up and let the repair crew return to combat readiness, an A‑space Fluctuation materialized directly on Xisi's Bridge.

The suddenly appearing teleportation array instantly triggered a massive reaction among nearby Astats, and the Black Watch, clad in Storm Armor and a Jet Pack, flew into the air, pointing their heat‑ray gun forward.

Then, instead of the previous jump‑gang squad, a gigantic, gaunt, black figure wielding a hammer‑staff appeared, causing everyone to stare wide‑eyed.

The Astats immediately brandished their weapons, nervously aiming at the massive evil god before them; the Black Watch abandoned melee, rapidly retreating while cranking their heat‑ray guns to maximum power.

The Thousand‑Child Wizards instantly teleported to Xisi's side and erected a dense spiritual energy shield before him.

All that was needed was a single glance from Xisi, and everyone would immediately unleash overwhelming firepower to drown the A‑space Evil God that dared to leap directly before him.

Washituoer, upon appearing, immediately raised both hands in a highly sincere gesture:

"I have come to seek a trade."

He indicated that he bore no weapon, even stretching his snarling mouth into a 'smile'.

Xisi looked at Washituoer behind the spiritual shield, his gaze confirming that the other truly harbored no ill intent, before slowly raising his hand.

The Astats and Black Watch, seeing this, lowered their barrels slightly.

The Thousand‑Child Wizards, having confirmed the negotiation, cast an even stronger spiritual protection array for Xisi.

Without any superfluous small talk, Washituoer, after confirming Xisi's willingness to talk, scanned around with his eyes and finally settled on the seemingly ordinary explosive gun at Xisi's waist.

The red eyes showed no flash, no pupil movement, and expressed no emotion.

Washituoer even performed a formal parallel salute to Xisi:

"Please allow me to pay my respects to you, Lord Xisi."

The Bridge fell silent.

The Imperial side was riddled with confusion; such politeness made them feel as if they truly had become rebels.

The rebel side wore a bewildered expression, for they'd never heard of any evil god showing such deference to a mortal since before birth.

Moreover, this evil god was not just any ordinary one, but Washituoer!

Xisi also lifted his gaze, seriously returning a look to Washituoer, then, after a moment, performed a parallel salute toward Washituoer, noting that the eyes behind him seemed preoccupied with blocking people and paid little attention to him.

Washituoer, seeing this, rejoiced greatly and solemnly nodded while leaning on his staff.

Fanluosi pretended not to see, silently tilting his head aside while muttering "Long live the Divine Emperor" three times in his mind.

Then, without waiting for Xisi to speak, Washituoer got straight to the point.

"As a sign of respect to you, I have come specifically to establish friendship between us by exchanging personal sidearms."

Speaking that, while Xisi wondered what kind of friendship this was, Washituoer produced the Blessing Explosive Gun he had prepared for Xisi, having exhausted all his divine power.

The moment the gun appeared, it captured the attention of almost everyone.

Even Xisi stared blankly at this weapon, brimming with Subspace Energy and worthy of being called a divine artifact, his eyes even showing a hint of wariness about possible deceit.

Even after studying Washituoer closely and seeing his sincere expression, Xisi couldn't help but ask:

"Are you sure you want to trade this gun for my gun?"

Xisi asked while watching Washituoer, trying to spot any sign of something amiss on his face.

Yet Washituoer, upon hearing this, promptly nodded, and despite Xisi's unblinking stare, he only saw the same expectation reflected on Washituoer's face.

Having confirmed that the other truly intended to swap guns, Xisi bowed his head and thought seriously.

He then picked up his own Hundredfold Amplification Explosive Gun, glanced again at Washituoer, and finally began to understand.

Realizing the situation, Xisi without hesitation also drew his sidearm, and even fired a shot into empty space before handing it over.

Seeing the explosive gun instantly carve a massive crater into the deck, Washituoer's red eyes brightened instantly, while Xisi stared at him unflinchingly, performing a gesture far more grand than Washituoer's—delivering the explosive gun to him before even taking the artifact himself.

Seeing Xisi act so "magnanimous" left Washituoer, a Demigod, extremely astonished.

Then, with a look that regarded Xisi as sufficiently "splendid," he sincerely handed over the explosive gun he had forged himself into Xisi's hands.

Upon receiving the "Black Spear," he felt an immediate exclusive link form with the artifact.

Xisi looked at Washituoer, who was equally enamored and wearing a satisfied grin, and even felt an urge to invite him to stay for a meal.

Only Washituoer was busy returning to conduct reverse research, preparing to equip the Hundredfold Explosive Gun to his troops, and he stopped paying attention to Xisi, proceeding directly to take his leave.

And Xisi, after establishing an exclusive link, directly raised the Explosive Gun, and under Washituoer's stunned gaze, aimed at another deck and pulled the trigger!

The Blessing‑imbued explosive round shot out.

The surging Subspace Energy carried the explosive round as if it teleported, and after leaving the barrel it appeared directly in front of the target.

Then, seeing the deck that had been blown straight through, Washituoer, who was about to leave, suddenly froze.

"Isn't this a gun I made?"

"How …"

"It turned into a cannon?!"