Chapter 383: with translation of chapter title

Hit! Why aren't you hitting?

Hit! Why aren't you hitting?

Naturally, it was Ji Ming appearing behind the frozen corpse, holding a gleaming golden long-handled shovel, now posed like a baseball player ready to swing.

Translation: "Naturally, it was Ji Ming who appeared behind the frozen corpse, holding a golden-glinting long-handled shovel, now posing like a baseball player ready to swing." Need to keep meaning. We'll produce: "Naturally, it was Ji Ming who appeared behind the frozen corpse, holding a golden-glinting long-handled shovel, now posing like a baseball player ready to swing."

Seeing both the thrower and catcher halt, unable to continue the game, he could only let out a regretful sigh.

Translation: "Seeing both the thrower and the catcher stop moving, he, unable to continue the game, could only let out a regretful sigh." We'll output: "Seeing both the thrower and the catcher stop moving, he, unable to continue the game, could only let out a regretful sigh."

"Look, you're missing the chance like this? Originally you'd punch it over, then I'd shovel its head away—wouldn't that be done?"

Translation: "Look, you've just missed the chance like this? Originally you'd punch it over, then I'd shovel its head flying, and that'd be it." We'll output: "Look, you've just missed the chance like this? Originally you'd punch it over, then I'd shovel its head flying, and that'd be it."

Cang Lang didn't speak; instead, he picked up a stone from the ground and slammed it down hard.

Translation: "Cang Lang didn't speak, but first picked up a stone from the ground and then slammed it down hard." We'll output: "Cang Lang didn't speak, but first picked up a stone from the ground and then slammed it down hard."

"You've had enough, right? If I rush over and manage not to get killed on the spot, I'll be thanking heaven and earth!"

Translation: "You ought to quit already—if I rush over and just avoid getting slapped to death on the spot, I'll be thanking my lucky stars!" We'll output: "You ought to quit already—if I rush over and just avoid getting slapped to death on the spot, I'll be thanking my lucky stars!"

The Cold Iron God stiffly turned its head toward the sound, but its attention fell directly on that shovel.

Translation: "The Cold Iron God stiffly turned its head toward the sound, but its attention fell directly on that shovel." We'll output: "The Cold Iron God stiffly turned its head toward the sound, but its attention fell directly on that shovel."

The shovel is actually quite ordinary, but what's attached to it feels like a thorn in the back—a high concentration of holy light.

Translation: "The shovel itself is quite ordinary, but what's attached to it makes Him feel like a thorn in the back—high concentration of Holy Light." We'll output: "The shovel itself is quite ordinary, but what's attached to it makes Him feel like a thorn in the back—high concentration of Holy Light."

In an instant, all kinds of guesses filled its mind, chaotic reality and speculation mingling to form the most likely conclusion.

Translation: "In an instant, all kinds of guesses filled His mind, chaotic reality and speculation mingling together to form the most likely conclusion." We'll output: "In an instant, all kinds of guesses filled His mind, chaotic reality and speculation mingling together to form the most likely conclusion."

Could it be… that all of this is a plot by the Holy Light Church against me?

Translation: "Could it be… that all this is a plot by the Holy Light Church against me?" We'll output: "Could it be… that all this is a plot by the Holy Light Church against me?"

Holy Light God: "I've been wronged to death; I didn't even know you existed as a god until today."

Translation: "Holy Light God: 'I've been wronged to death—I didn't even know you existed as a god before today!'" We'll output: "Holy Light God: 'I've been wronged to death—I didn't even know you existed as a god before today!'"

It's as if they were responding to the Holy Light God being slandered and bullying innocent rural elementary students; the two mortals seemingly forgot the Cold Iron God's existence and gathered together to start chatting.

Translation: "It was as if they were echoing the Holy Light God's grievance of being slandered and bullied while oppressing innocent rural elementary students; the two mortals seemingly forgot the Cold Iron God's existence, huddled together and started chatting." We'll output: "It was as if they were echoing the Holy Light God's grievance of being slandered and bullied while oppressing innocent rural elementary students; the two mortals seemingly forgot the Cold Iron God's existence, huddled together and started chatting."

"It doesn't have the ability to smack you to death; wait for the cold storm to blast the shield, and the remaining impact should be about canceled out by the erupting positive energy, so your punch will definitely be steady."

Translation: "'How could it have the power to slap you to death? Wait for the cold blast to explode the shield, and the remaining impact should about be canceled out by the bursting positive qi, so your punch will definitely land solidly.'" We'll output: "'How could it have the power to slap you to death? Wait for the cold blast to explode the shield, and the remaining impact should about be canceled out by the bursting positive qi, so your punch will definitely land solidly.'"

"Hit it, then what? Are you sure you can shovel off its head with one strike?"

"Hit it, then what? Are you sure you can shovel off its head with one strike?"

"Surely I can't do it alone, but who asked me to newly learn a bit of holy light? This thing is more suited for dealing with the uncanny than positive energy."

Translation: "'By myself I definitely couldn't, but who made me learn a trick of Holy Light? This thing deals with the uncanny more professionally than positive qi does.'" We'll output: "'By myself I definitely couldn't, but who made me learn a trick of Holy Light? This thing deals with the uncanny more professionally than positive qi does.'"

"No wonder you've been rushing into the kingdom's interior lately; turns out you've hooked up with the Holy Light Church."

Translation: "'No wonder you've been running hard into the kingdom's interior lately—turns out you've hooked up with the Holy Light Church.'" We'll output: "'No wonder you've been running hard into the kingdom's interior lately—turns out you've hooked up with the Holy Light Church.'"

"Ah, there's no way around it; the environment is complex, and if you want some inside info, you can't avoid the Holy Light Church."

Translation: "'Ah, there's no helping it—the situation's complex; if you want some inside intel, you can't get around the Holy Light Church.'" We'll output: "'Ah, there's no helping it—the situation's complex; if you want some inside intel, you can't get around the Holy Light Church.'"

Okay

Translation: "'Good.'" We'll output: "'Good.'"

Having said that, Cang Lang nodded and posed a soul‑searching question.

Translation: "Having said that, Cang Lang nodded and posed a soul‑searching question." We'll output: "Having said that, Cang Lang nodded and posed a soul‑searching question."

"So what does all this have to do with you being late by over half an hour?"

Translation: "'So what's the relation between what you're saying and your being late by over half an hour?'" We'll output: "'So what's the relation between what you're saying and your being late by over half an hour?'"

Ji Ming: "Ah this."

Translation: "Ji Ming: 'Ah this.'" We'll output: "Ji Ming: 'Ah this.'"

Actually Ji Ming wasn't late; or rather, from everyone blaming the Cold Iron Church for passing the buck, to them being forced to fight Cang Lang and Cloy, to the Cold Iron God's mindset exploding and going down to beat kids, he was present the whole time.

Translation: "In fact Ji Ming wasn't late, or rather, from the crowd blaming the Cold Iron Church for the pot‑shoving, to them being forced to fight Cang Lang and Cloi, to the Cold Iron God's mindset blowing up and it going out to beat up kids, he was present the whole time." We'll output: "In fact Ji Ming wasn't late, or rather, from the crowd blaming the Cold Iron Church for the pot‑shoving, to them being forced to fight Cang Lang and Cloi, to the Cold Iron God's mindset blowing up and it going out to beat up kids, he was present the whole time."

He just didn't reveal his true form, instead sneaking to the side, wearing a breath‑holding talisman, eating melon and watching the show.

Translation: "He just hadn't revealed his true form, instead standing off to the side incognito, wearing a breath‑seal talisman while snacking and watching the show." We'll output: "He just hadn't revealed his true form, instead standing off to the side incognito, wearing a breath‑seal talisman while snacking and watching the show."

It's not that he wants to trap people; if he really wanted to trap them he wouldn't make it so simple. Rather, he wants to see what peak combat power today's players have, and what level that would be.

Translation: "It's not that he wanted to trap people—if he really wanted to trap them he wouldn't have made it so simple—but he wanted to see what peak combat power looks like among today's players, and exactly what level it would be." We'll output: "It's not that he wanted to trap people—if he really wanted to trap them he wouldn't have made it so simple—but he wanted to see what peak combat power looks like among today's players, and exactly what level it would be."

If Cang Lang, upon meeting, were immediately surrounded by a hundred armed NPCs who took turns beating him to a pulp, becoming a captive of the Chicken Union, he would immediately act to fulfill his promise.

Translation: "If Cang Lang, upon meeting, were immediately surrounded and beaten in rounds by a hundred armed NPCs, ruthlessly made a captive of the 'trash‑team' union, then he would step in at once to fulfill his promise." We'll output: "If Cang Lang, upon meeting, were immediately surrounded and beaten in rounds by a hundred armed NPCs, ruthlessly made a captive of the 'trash‑team' union, then he would step in at once to fulfill his promise."

If fighting one against a hundred proves difficult for him, then he would wait until the enemy is about to lose before acting, to probe as much as possible Cang Lang's current combat ceiling.

Translation: "If fighting one against a hundred proves difficult for him, then he'd wait until the enemy is about to lose and then intervene, probing as much as possible to find Cang Lang's current combat ceiling." We'll output: "If fighting one against a hundred proves difficult for him, then he'd wait until the enemy is about to lose and then intervene, probing as much as possible to find Cang Lang's current combat ceiling."

Who would have thought that Tiaozi is even stronger than he imagined, bringing along the low‑presence Cloy for a hard C, directly smashing through the enemy's main force.

Translation: "Who would have thought that Tiaozi is even stronger than he imagined, brute‑forcing with the low‑profile Cloi and directly smashing through the enemy's main force?" We'll output: "Who would have thought that Tiaozi is even stronger than he imagined, brute‑forcing with the low‑profile Cloi and directly smashing through the enemy's main force."

If it weren't for the fact that colleagues in the External Affairs Bureau are relatively skilled at operation, successfully triggering a hidden boss, the entire dungeon would likely have been cleared by him alone.

Translation: "If it weren't for the fact that the Foreign Affairs Bureau's colleagues are relatively skilled at operation, successfully triggering a hidden boss to appear, the whole dungeon would likely have been cleared by him alone." We'll output: "If it weren't for the fact that the Foreign Affairs Bureau's colleagues are relatively skilled at operation, successfully triggering a hidden boss to appear, the whole dungeon would likely have been cleared by him alone."

As for that hidden boss, it's truly not something Cang Lang can handle at this stage; being able to pull off a dying counterattack instead of being instantly killed already counts as a perfect clear.

Translation: "As for that hidden boss, it's truly beyond what Cang Lang can handle at this stage; managing a dying counter‑strike instead of being instantly killed already counts as a perfect clear." We'll output: "As for that hidden boss, it's truly beyond what Cang Lang can handle at this stage; managing a dying counter‑strike instead of being instantly killed already counts as a perfect clear."

After all, although Cold Iron is like the Rock Dragon Raynos, belonging to a minor deity just setting foot on this path, far less mature than a quasi‑god or true god, a god is still a god.

Translation: "After all, although Cold Iron and Rock Dragon Leinorz are alike—both being lesser gods who've just set foot on this path, far less mature than quasi‑gods and true gods—a god is still a god." We'll output: "After all, although Cold Iron and Rock Dragon Leinorz are alike—both being lesser gods who've just set foot on this path, far less mature than quasi‑gods and true gods—a god is still a god."

With a body over level thirty, plus the divine power's heaven‑defying boost, it's absolutely not something Cang Lang could smooth out with skill and cheats alone—unless he's a transmigrator on Ji Ming's level, possessing an even stronger cheat.

Translation: "With a body over level thirty, plus the heaven‑defying boost from divine power, it's absolutely not something Cang Lang could smooth over with skill and cheats alone—unless he's a transmigrator of Ji Ming's caliber, wielding an even stronger cheat." We'll output: "With a body over level thirty, plus the heaven‑defying boost from divine power, it's absolutely not something Cang Lang could smooth over with skill and cheats alone—unless he's a transmigrator of Ji Ming's caliber, wielding an even stronger cheat."

Therefore, the already‑fielded Ji Ming didn't let Cang Lang act; instead, he planned to personally play a teaching match.

Translation: "Therefore, the already‑fielded Ji Ming didn't let Cang Lang act, but planned to personally play a teaching match." We'll output: "Therefore, the already‑fielded Ji Ming didn't let Cang Lang act, but planned to personally play a teaching match."

First step.

Translation: "First step." We'll output: "First step."

"Um, that… I didn't run away; I just went out… to move my body a bit."

Translation: "'Uh, that… I didn't run away, I just went out… to move my body a bit.'" We'll output: "'Uh, that… I didn't run away, I just went out… to move my body a bit.'"

Cloy, who had previously fled at lightning speed, now sneaked back here, its huge wolf body almost blocking the entire stone corridor.

Translation: "Cloi, who had previously fled at light speed, now slunk back here furtively, its huge wolf‑body nearly blocking the whole stone‑cave corridor." We'll output: "Cloi, who had previously fled at light speed, now slunk back here furtively, its huge wolf‑body nearly blocking the whole stone‑cave corridor."

Adding the two humans behind him, for the Cold Iron God at this moment it's truly "wolf ahead, tiger behind"—completely surrounded with no escape.

Translation: "Add the two humans behind Him, and for the Cold Iron God at this moment it's truly 'wolf ahead, tiger behind'—completely surrounded, with no escape." We'll output: "Add the two humans behind Him, and for the Cold Iron God at this moment it's truly 'wolf ahead, tiger behind'—completely surrounded, with no escape."

Second step.

Translation: "Second step." We'll output: "Second step."

"Brother Tiaozi, actually this isn't a hired NPC; it's my contracted beast… similar to a Pokémon, you know?"

Translation: "'Brother Tiaozi, actually this isn't a hired NPC of mine—it's my contracted beast, you know… similar to Pokémon?'" We'll output: "'Brother Tiaozi, actually this isn't a hired NPC of mine—it's my contracted beast, you know… similar to Pokémon?'"

Saying that, Ji Ming waved the shovel like a staff, causing the holy light floating on the surface to coalesce.

Translation: "Saying this, Ji Ming waved the shovel like a staff, causing the Holy Light hovering on the surface to coalesce." We'll output: "Saying this, Ji Ming waved the shovel like a staff, causing the Holy Light hovering on the surface to coalesce."

"So before the attack, I'll release a skill to boost its attack first!"

Translation: "'So before the attack, I'll release a skill to boost its attack first!'" We'll output: "'So before the attack, I'll release a skill to boost its attack first!'"

? ？？

Translation: "???" We'll output: "???"

Cloy, hearing this, couldn't help but feel inwardly sad: "I'm a sentient being after all—how did I suddenly become a brainless monster?"

Translation: "Cloi, hearing this, couldn't help but inwardly lament: 'I'm a sentient being, after all—how did I suddenly become a brainless magic beast?'" We'll output: "Cloi, hearing this, couldn't help but inwardly lament: 'I'm a sentient being, after all—how did I suddenly become a brainless magic beast?'"

Then she saw that blob of light drift toward her; when it vanished from her skin like a sugar cube hitting water, she realized it was actually a ball of lightning wrapped in holy light.

Translation: "Then she saw that lump of light drift toward her; when it vanished from her body's surface like a sugar cube hitting water, she realized it was actually a ball of lightning wrapped in Holy Light." We'll output: "Then she saw that lump of light drift toward her; when it vanished from her body's surface like a sugar cube hitting water, she realized it was actually a ball of lightning wrapped in Holy Light."

And with this super‑large battery bestowed by a deity, Cloy's originally depleted lightning power as a blessed believer instantly surged to fullness.

Translation: "And with this super‑large battery from a god, Cloi's as‑a‑blessed‑follower formerly depleted lightning power instantly became full." We'll output: "And with this super‑large battery from a god, Cloi's as‑a‑blessed‑follower formerly depleted lightning power instantly became full."

……

Translation: "……" We'll output: "……"

Okay, okay, okay—monster is monster, if you've got electricity, just charge it up!

Translation: "'Fine, fine, fine—beast is beast, just charge it up with electricity!'" We'll output: "'Fine, fine, fine—beast is beast, just charge it up with electricity!'"

Third step.

Translation: "Third step." We'll output: "Third step."

"Cloy, quickly use Thunder Fang!"

Translation: "'Cloi, use Lightning Fang quickly!'" We'll output: "'Cloi, use Lightning Fang quickly!'"

"Whoa!"

Translation: "'Whoa!'" We'll output: "'Whoa!'"

The excited Cloy was about to max out its magic, ready to give that damned wild god a heavy boost, but after hearing the skill name clearly, it hesitated.

Translation: "The excited Cloi was about to max out its magic, ready to give that shaggy wild god a heavy boost, but after hearing the skill name clearly it hesitated." We'll output: "The excited Cloi was about to max out its magic, ready to give that shaggy wild god a heavy boost, but after hearing the skill name clearly it hesitated."

Although as a captured victim Cloy has never had a day without being mistreated, it seems to always be a big sucker that just keeps eating losses and abuse.

Translation: "Although as a captive who's never a day without being mistreated, Cloi has always seemed to be a great sucker who can eat its fill just by suffering losses and setbacks." We'll output: "Although as a captive who's never a day without being mistreated, Cloi has always seemed to be a great sucker who can eat its fill just by suffering losses and setbacks."

But as an uncanny entity, from her debut leading wolf packs to besiege human adventurers, later even personally executing deserters and swallowing them whole, it shows her nature is ruthless.

Translation: "But as an uncanny entity, from her debut leading wolf packs to besiege human adventurers, later even personally executing deserters and swallowing them whole, it shows her nature is a tough nut." We'll output: "But as an uncanny entity, from her debut leading wolf packs to besiege human adventurers, later even personally executing deserters and swallowing them whole, it shows her nature is a tough nut."

And the reason for this contrast is not only the inherent collapse of order in the fantasy world, but also because as a species with many members, there are real differences among them—even worlds apart.

Translation: "And the reason for this contrast is not only the inherent order‑collapse of the fantasy world, but also because as a species‑rich world, there truly exist differences between peoples, even worlds apart." We'll output: "And the reason for this contrast is not only the inherent order‑collapse of the fantasy world, but also because as a species‑rich world, there truly exist differences between peoples, even worlds apart."

—Whether or not they possess civilization is the fundamental criterion for deciding whether a living being gets to sit at the table or is merely "on the table."

Translation: "——Whether civilized or not is the most basic criterion for deciding whether a living being gets to sit at the table or is 'on the table'." We'll output: "——Whether civilized or not is the most basic criterion for deciding whether a living being gets to sit at the table or is 'on the table'."

Compared to humans, goblins and many other demi‑humans have relatively low intelligence, and their organization is only the most primitive tribal chieftain system, so their status is lower than humans'.

Translation: "Goblins and many sub‑humans are relatively low in intellect, their organization only the most primitive small‑tribe chieftain system, so their status is lower than humans'." We'll output: "Goblins and many sub‑humans are relatively low in intellect, their organization only the most primitive small‑tribe chieftain system, so their status is lower than humans'."

Likewise, though physically weak, dwarves can rely on a normal or even clever mind to earn a "him" title among the kingdoms.

Translation: "Yet equally frail dwarves can rely on normal or even clever minds to scrape by in the realms of the various kingdoms, earning themselves the pronoun 'he'." We'll output: "Yet equally frail dwarves can rely on normal or even clever minds to scrape by in the realms of the various kingdoms, earning themselves the pronoun 'he'."

As for those utterly lacking civilization, merely being able to form a group already counts as astonishing wisdom for a beast; even if they possess dragon‑like strength, to sentient beings they are just meat that can be slaughtered at will.

Translation: "As for beings utterly lacking civilization, being able to form a group already counts as astonishing wisdom in a magic beast—even if they wield dragon‑like strength, to sentient beings they're just meat that can be slaughtered at will." We'll output: "As for beings utterly lacking civilization, being able to form a group already counts as astonishing wisdom in a magic beast—even if they wield dragon‑like strength, to sentient beings they're just meat that can be slaughtered at will."

Whether killing or cooking, aside from the few elves who, having lived too long and eaten too much, formed an animal protection group, no one would blame you; indeed, they might even ask for a piece to taste.

Translation: "Whether killing or cooking, aside from the few elves who, from living too long and eating too much, formed an animal‑protection organization, nobody would blame you, and they might even ask you for a slice to taste." We'll output: "Whether killing or cooking, aside from the few elves who, from living too long and eating too much, formed an animal‑protection organization, nobody would blame you, and they might even ask you for a slice to taste."

But sentient beings differ from each other; even if he's just an ordinary person, even if he's dead, now he's being used as a container for a god—a frozen corpse…

Translation: "But sentient beings differ among themselves—even if he's just an ordinary person, even if he's dead, now being used as a corpse‑vessel for a god……" We'll output: "But sentient beings differ among themselves—even if he's just an ordinary person, even if he's dead, now being used as a corpse‑vessel for a god……"

He can even do this kind of thing—I don't even dare to think what he'll dare to do tomorrow! It's something that everyone can punish.

So.

"Um... can I use the Lightning Claw or something? I'm afraid my... uh, my SAN value will go wrong."

Heh, I've indeed been browsing the Player Forum a lot lately; everyone knows about this thing.

Since she didn't want to eat the freeze-dried rations, Ji Ming didn't make things difficult for her and agreed to Cloi's request to swap skills.

"Good! Watch mine, Azure Heavens Shatter·Thunder Holy Radiance Rending Sky Claw!"

What a partner, how did it suddenly become more exaggerated than the Seale?

Meanwhile, on the other side, Cold Iron, who had been laying in wait, controlling the icy storm and preparing for a death-defying strike, felt as if he were being toyed with again.

Again like this! Always like this! We clearly agreed to fight to the death, yet at the crucial moment we pull back!

If it weren't for his damaged throat making his speech hoarse and difficult, he would already have been pointing at their noses, using his thousands of years of experience to hurl ancestral curses.

I am a proper deity, after all—usually being looked down upon by my peers and having to run around is bad enough, but how can I be repeatedly toyed with by a few ants!

Therefore, facing this giant wolf shrouded in thunderous holy light, delivering a claw of immense might, the bitterly suffering Cold Iron no longer wanted to be fooled.

He merely blew a symbolic gust of wind, then stood in place, ready to show them what the dignity and grace of a deity entail!

Then he really took Cloi's eager-to-show-off claw, getting smacked away like a big sandbag and slamming hard into the nearby rock wall.

No matter how much divine boost he gets, Cold Iron's foundation is merely that of a low-level mage, so this body is almost about to be completely torn apart.

Moreover, it isn't pure physical damage; the lightning arcs like hot oil boiling and rolling on his wound, continually deepening the injury.

Considering Cloi landed four sharp claw strikes, it won't be long before we can stage a "Five Equal Parts of Frozen Corpse".

Thus, Cold Iron the deity, with mouth opening and closing, suffering immensely from being schemed against, reduced all his thousands of words to a single sentence.

"What kind of people are you? You've caused great harm, you lot!"

As a result, because his expression was too ferocious, he accidentally dislocated his jaw, and it took great effort to pull it back by mobilizing his muscles.

When he lifted his head again, he discovered that those three had long stopped paying attention to him, now gathered together rolling dice.

"Although this isn't His main body, it's not that different from it, right?"

"Right, at least it must be a highly valuable clone; killing it will definitely give us a ton of experience! So let's three of us roll."

Damn it, he's still thinking about gaining experience from my body!

Cold Iron the deity, on the verge of tears, could no longer endure further humiliation; he decided that, no matter what, before this clone perishes, he will fiercely retaliate against them!

Since His title is the God of Cold Iron, His divine authority is naturally closely tied to it.

But so far, only the 'cold' aspect has been shown; where is the 'iron' then?

Boom—rumble—rumble!

Just then, the rock behind Him emitted a huge grinding sound, as if something were wriggling within it.

No, it is the rock itself that is moving!

This is a fantasy world; relying solely on human effort, one could indeed excavate such a complex underground labyrinth, but it certainly couldn't be accomplished by a mere small church.

Therefore, this place's existence owes largely to His own efforts; after all, when starting a business, which boss doesn't initially pitch in personally?

And now, He intends to carve out a path of survival for Himself upon the foundation of this complex labyrinth!

"Wait, He wants to run!"

All that can be said is that the way that old brat just commanded the ice storm was so deeply ingrained that both Ji Ming and Cang Lang forgot He also had another skill: digging tunnels.

Moreover, compared to his offensive abilities… well, the wind gusts likely used more for escape, His tunneling experience is evidently far richer.

His speed was like riding some high-speed elevator, shooting rapidly down into the depths, so that by the time they hurriedly arrived at the entrance, there was no sign of anyone left.

The two and the wolf stared at each other, suddenly feeling that there are people beyond people, heavens beyond heavens.

Although this minor deity can be speed-run by three 'mortals,' when it comes to fleeing, He is more than capable of standing supreme under heaven and unmatched in the martial world!

"Good, it can definitely be put to use next time! So what's our next step?"

Ji Ming pondered briefly.

"This secret base definitely shouldn't go to waste; since they don't want it, we might as well take it, reluctantly. Coincidentally, speaking in terms of territory, this place still falls within the Mai Xiang domain, and I think you also really need an underground arms factory or something like that."

"Hmm, good idea; let's first take stock of what's in their warehouse."

Thus they returned to the depths of the labyrinth, discovering that the last handful of pure believers that Cold Iron the deity had desperately protected were standing there, dazed.

Seeing them return completely unharmed instantly knocked several of them unconscious.

Faced with this batch of fresh battle achievements, Cang Lang brought out a box of handcuffs.

"Alright, alright, stop struggling; put on the cuffs and then we'll talk."

Unfortunately, as a secret base that has only just been completed, while the supplies here are plentiful for an individual, they are rather scarce for an organization.

After locking the warehouse doors, Cang Lang put away the keys.

"We can't just hand over the supplies directly; that would violate procedure. But in this incident you two have rendered great service, so the organization will certainly give you a reward."

"At the latest, a week's time; we'll just wait for the news."

Meanwhile, on the human side, everyone was rejoicing at having smoothly achieved a perfect ending, while the resentful Cold Iron deity had already sneaked down into the deep earth.

He had intended to continue cosplaying as a digging mole, excavating several kilometers before resurfacing, but suddenly he sensed danger approaching.

——He has already been locked onto.

Regardless of who, unless they are equals, deities are not permitted to intervene; this is the iron law among gods.

Whoever oversteps the line, dies.

Therefore, this is a powerful figure from the Holy Light Church; we don't know their rank or identity, but certainly they can twist His head off.

But Cold Iron daring to take this risk is not without a countermove; he decisively abandoned the use of this body, severing the link to his true self through self-detonation.

"Hehe."

Cold Iron's true form is also a frozen corpse, currently lying in a coffin within a tomb.

He pushed the coffin lid up, and, filled with resentment, exhaled a breath of cold air, hysterical.

"Bastard, I will definitely take revenge on you! No matter…"

But before the words were finished, they discovered that an unfamiliar figure had somehow appeared in their tomb chamber.

It was a being entirely encased in armor, its surface covered with intricate, mysterious light patterns that flowed with golden radiance.

"You… you are…"

Xi Er Wei Ya drew the long sword at her waist, its blade blazing with fierce flames.

"I am the angel serving under the Sovereign of Living Beings. The Supreme Deity said you have been a respectable person all your life, but now you refuse to be respectable, so I was sent to make you respectable!"