Chapter 540: Each has their own gains

Each has their own gains.

Reality, a barren mountain in an unknown province or city.

The moonlight hung like white silk, weaving mottled patterns in the forest.

A breeze blew past, shaking the leaves and waking the hunter on the branch.

Qu Yan opened his eyes suddenly, shock and surprise still lingering in his eyes. He had run into two 【Them】 in one trial. Although neither of these two was one of the sixteen supreme ones, who said that minor gods weren't gods!

Especially Lord 【Envoy Envoy Yu Xi】, this 【Nothingness】 minor god who bestowed a servant contract upon him was simply a perfect master with no flaws in Qu Yan's eyes!

Although the contract without visible text written on A4 paper looked like child's play, the big cake drawn by this lord wasn't far away at all!

In this trial, he only did some insignificant work—no, it couldn't even be called insignificant. One must know that any random trial before this was more difficult and complex than this one. But this match? No need to exert effort at all, and even the time to pass the trial was compressed to one day!

One day!

In a peak match, some people couldn't even figure out how to play on the first day, let alone pass the trial!

And he just followed Lord 【Envoy Envoy Yu Xi】 to admire the style of 【Deception】, played a 【Decay】 messenger in a show of incompetence, and then followed two people. He exchanged such a small amount of mission volume for a second faith!

Which boss would draw a cake like this? This is so fast it can't even be called drawing a cake; this is simply baking a cake!

This cake is still hot from the oven!

Qu Yan laughed, laughing crazily.

He had been in the Worship God Society for so long and finally saw a glimmer of hope to stand out. Of course, this "standing out" didn't mean standing out in the society, because with his strength, he was enough to rank in the top five in the society. This "standing out" meant finally hugging the thighs of Them.

Thinking of this, this Chameleon stretched out his hand. His arm, which should have been the same color as the tree, was now covered with black cracks overflowing with a rotten aura. And this was the gift from 【Decay】!

No wonder everyone wanted to open a second faith. Although this second faith didn't bring extra talent, being able to have the blessing of an additional profession was a huge improvement even in the peak segment.

Although what Qu Yan pursued at first wasn't 【Decay】, he was very satisfied at this moment.

After admiring his new skin color, he took out a feathered arrow from his space. He activated the power of 【Decay】 slightly and transformed the arrow into a withered vine thorn arrow, and then a flash of light appeared in his eyes, inserting the thorn arrow into the tree trunk under him.

The power of the sudden Twilight exploded, turning this originally lush tree into a rotten tree in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the power of this arrow was no less than that of a true Twilight Hunter, Qu Yan's eyes became more and more fanatical.

Praise 【Silence】, praise 【Decay】, praise the great... Lord 【Envoy Envoy Yu Xi】!

Reality, a no-man's land in an unknown province or city.

The bonfire was blazing, crackling. In the flickering firelight, a burly man sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the flames in a daze with a wonderful expression. He seemed to be recalling some interesting memories.

Before long, someone came.

Before hearing the sound, one saw the sword. A giant sword dripping with blood and flames was thrust beside the bonfire. The burly man looked forward in surprise, only to see the person coming walk to the front with a cold expression, sitting down with a gloomy face.

The burly man blinked and said: "Grandma's, Old Hu, what did the lord arrange for you to do?"

"?"

The burly man was Da Yi, and the person who came was the Grand Marshal Hu Wei. Hearing Da Yi's words, he frowned tightly and asked coldly in return: "What do you mean?"

Da Yi paused, thinking it was normal for the opponent not to know, so he told everything about meeting Lord Ultraman without haste, and finally added:

"Grandma's, if I had known I could earn a faith, I would have gone to play the black-robed actor too. It was cheap for that Chameleon.

Eh, Old Hu, why are you not making a sound again?"

Make a sound?

When Hu Wei heard Da Yi say that Cheng Shi was Lord Ultraman, he didn't want to make a sound anymore.

He hadn't seen everything Da Yi experienced with his own eyes, so naturally, he didn't have such immersion. Even if Da Yi was very shrewd and shouldn't have been tricked, and the original words he repeated were indeed like Lord Ultraman's style, the problem was...

How come my brother Cheng has so many identities?

He can be Zhen Yi, he can be Lord Ultraman, but he just can't be himself, right!?

So, what kind of attraction does this identity of Cheng Shi have, so much so that Lord Ultraman went to play him?

Since when did He start playing him?

Who is Cheng Shi in the Mediocre Society?

Where did the real Cheng Shi go?

This is too coincidental. Every time he meets Cheng Shi, he is a different identity. So is it different people stealing his identity, or did he trick everyone!?

But looking at Da Yi's firm words, Hu Wei didn't want to refute. Since the opponent was certain that this was Lord Ultraman, whether it was or not, he would know after asking.

Didn't Da Yi also say he had the qualifications to ascend to the 【Chaos Divine Rank】? Taking this opportunity, he would just go back and...

check with Lord Ultraman in the temple.

"Grandma's, Old Hu, what are you thinking about with a gloomy face?"

"Does he know you are Refracting Shadow?"

"Who?" Da Yi paused.

A strange light flashed in Hu Wei's eyes. The name he just wanted to say was swallowed back, and then he changed his words: "That Chameleon."

Da Yi touched his head: "Grandma's, it doesn't matter if he knows or not. I see the lord has already circled this person. I'm afraid there will be one more mute at the meeting in the future."

"..." Hu Wei didn't make a sound, just nodded and stopped speaking.

Seeing Old Hu never speaking, Da Yi realized that the opponent probably fought a hard battle. His expression became serious: "Grandma's, who did you run into?"

"Lin Xi. He merged with 【Annihilation】, a bit troublesome."

"?"

Trial, a city in an unknown location.

In the basement overflowing with the smell of blood, the six players tied to the wall opened their eyes one after another. After everyone saw each other clearly, a pastry chef easily broke free from the restraints and took out a retro wooden box.

He smiled playfully, picked up a piece of cake from the wooden box, and then let the cake disappear from his palm in front of everyone.

"Really unfortunate, it seems someone won't be able to eat the pastry I made."

Then he put the wooden box on the ground and greeted everyone politely:

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Mo Shu, a pastry chef. I originally wanted to entertain everyone, but there was an accident today. I might not be able to take care of everyone. Please help yourselves, be casual.

As for me... I ran into someone I couldn't stand, and I probably have some temper to vent."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, annihilated the rope in front of him, and released the player tied to the wall directly opposite him.

"Skeleton Skull Xiaoqiang, today I want to see how many lives you actually have!"

That's right, the player opposite the pastry chef was the squinting Zhang Jizu. But this 【Death】 God-Chosen clearly forgot the opponent. However, after seeing the 【Annihilation】 power of the opponent, he nodded thoughtfully.

Since they were on opposite sides, it wasn't strange to have hatred.

Zhang Jizu squinted his eyes and sized up the circle. After seeing the identities of his teammates clearly, he realized in sudden realization:

"So it's you. It seems some unpleasant things happened when we met last time.

However, I need to correct one thing. The skeleton of a cockroach grows on the body surface, so the term 'Skeleton Skull Xiaoqiang' is a repetitive error. I hope you will correct it next time.

Also, I'm not sure how many lives I have, but I think there will be at least more than you."

"..." The teammates who were eating melons and watching the show suddenly became enthusiastic. The gunpowder smell at the start was a bit too strong.

Mo Shu sneered and didn't talk nonsense with Zhang Jizu, but rushed up directly in this narrow underground space. For a warrior, nothing was as enjoyable as fighting.

However, if he could disgust the opponent while fighting, he was also willing to use the means of verbal injury.

"Heh, after I finish you, I'll take your head to meet that Weaver of Fate surnamed Cheng!"

Mo Shu's movements were fast. He annihilated all obstacles in front of him and punched directly at the squinting man's face. Zhang Jizu's reaction wasn't slow either. Seeing the opponent bullying him with fists and feet, he instantly set up a posture, preparing to communicate physical skills with this opponent.

But even if a priest's reaction was fast, it couldn't be faster than a...

Assassin!

"Bang—"

Mo Shu's fist didn't hit the squinting man's face, nor was it blocked by the squinting man, but was blocked by an agile assassin who reached out, stopping just inches away.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the basement raised their eyebrows. Zhang Jizu squinted his eyes even more, and Mo Shu's expression sank as he looked at the assassin who intervened unexpectedly and said coldly:

"Are you saving him?"

"No, no, no, the God-Chosen of 【Death】 doesn't need me to save him. I just want to ask, that Weaver of Fate surnamed Cheng you mentioned...

could it be Cheng Shi?"

Mo Shu's gaze condensed, and he instantly retreated, staring at the opponent without speaking.

Instead, the squinting man nodded and replied unhurriedly:

"It's him."

The assassin curled the corners of his mouth and smiled happily: "You and him...?"

"Not familiar." Zhang Jizu was expressionless.

"Oh~ I see." The assassin nodded meaningfully and looked at Mo Shu not far away, smiling, "Hey, that pastry chef, I always feel like I've seen you somewhere, but I forgot. But it doesn't matter. I want to say, you have a conflict with the little priest?"

"So what if I do?"

"Simple. If you do, then why not solve the conflict?

You say... right?"

Just as the words left his lips, a dark light flashed, and a chaotic battle instantly broke out in the dim basement. The power of faith was mixed and intertwined. Before long, the entire space couldn't bear the terrifying power fluctuation anymore, and with a "Boom—", it completely collapsed. ===== CHAPTER 541 =====