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Chapter 321 The Iron Hotel: Yagami (8K views, please vote for me)
"What happened? The boss came back briefly, brought back a woman, and then disappeared again?"

On the plaza of Building 3 of the Iron Hotel, the employees looked at each other, their eyes all focused on the suddenly appearing Durga.

The woman, with her elegant demeanor but barely concealing her panic, looked around the completely unfamiliar surroundings with unease: "Um, what exactly is going on?"

Qinghou stepped forward from the crowd, her gentle smile carrying a calming power: "Welcome to the Metaverse Iron Hotel. Before answering your questions, I need to confirm a few key pieces of information."

"Please speak." Durga took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"Your name is Durga, and that girl just now was your daughter Misra, right?"

"Yes."

"Did you just survive Sergei's attack and were rescued by our boss?"

"Yes."

Confirming that the timeline was early in the story rather than 12000 years later, Qinghou secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Did your husband, Ashura, manage to get home in time to see you one last time?"

"Ashura is back! But when your boss said he was taking our whole family away, Ashura seemed unable to go... So why did he take Misra back with him?"

Durga frowned in confusion, wondering how this girl knew everything that had just happened; everyone here seemed to know him very well.

Qinghou nodded knowingly and turned to her side: "Hill, please personally show Lady Durga around and give her a detailed beginner's guide."

After Hill led the bewildered Durga away, the Queen turned to the anxious Hela sisters and other hotel staff: "According to his original fate, when Ashura returned home, he was supposed to witness his wife's death, his daughter's abduction, go to rescue his daughter, and be cast into hell by Deus."

The fact that the boss is taking Misra back now is likely because he wants to use her power as the strongest priestess in the divine kingdom to help Ashura reverse his fate.

After all, Misra can enhance the divine power of the gods.

She looked around at everyone and said calmly, "Since the boss can travel freely, and it's not part of the main story 12000 years later, it means the situation is still under control."

We'll just patiently wait for the boss to come back next time.

This analysis reassured everyone considerably.

Indeed, as long as it's not like the King of Fighters universe where you can only return for a fraction of a second each time, what does it matter if you're facing an enemy at the level of a creator god?
The worst-case scenario is that we can only temporarily avoid it and wait for Asura to end it all in 12,000 years.

Moreover, 12000 years ago?
How strong will the hotel staff be at that time? And how strong will the boss become?

Who knows, the Wheel King might get humiliated by the boss in the end.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, everyone returned to their posts. Many people went into the Seventh Heaven Bar for a drink, and Tifa, Joan, Salvador, and others quickly mixed drinks and collected glasses for everyone.

Tifa skillfully wiped the wine glass, but her eyes seemed somewhat unfocused.

"Still worried about the boss?" Salvador asked, patting her shoulder gently.

“Hmm, this enemy is unusual.” Tifa lowered her head and began rinsing her wine glass. “I have a bad feeling about this.”

"You feel that way too?"

Alice was already standing in front of the bar, her face bearing the same worry.

Salvador's heart sank—she knew very well that Alice possessed precognitive abilities, and even after leaving the Final Fantasy VII universe, she could no longer foresee the future. Who could guarantee that after being strengthened multiple times, she wouldn't awaken this talent again in the metaverse?
At that moment, the vampire prophet Lina strode over and tightly grasped Alice's hand: "Did you also foresee something?"

Feeling the slight tremor in Lina's fingertips, Alice squeezed her hand back tightly, trying to soothe Lina's emotions: "Don't worry, Wenming has the three guardians, Minerva, Ava, and Wells, to protect him. Nothing will happen to him."

"I hope it's just my imagination."

The prophet Lina looked at the group in the bar, drinking and laughing, looking forward to another collective enhancement, and lowered her voice: "But we'd better prepare support in advance."

"I'll go and discuss it with Qinghou."

Alice told Tifa and Salvador, "Don't make a fuss yet; perhaps we're just overthinking it."

Tifa nodded slightly, but her knuckles tightened unconsciously: "I hope so."

……

"It's been five days! The boss hasn't come back for five days! We're almost at the seven-day limit!"

The uneasy premonitions of the prophet Lina and Alice are becoming a reality.

The once cheerful atmosphere in the Seventh Heaven Bar has been replaced by a somber one.

As Durga gradually adapted to hotel life, he anxiously approached Qing: "Didn't they say that hotel staff and time travelers could only go to the multiverse for 7 days? Why hasn't the boss come back yet? And my Misra..."

After watching the plot and understanding the entire trajectory of fate, Durga, who knew that her husband Ashura would eventually sacrifice himself, placed all her hopes on her only daughter.

However, the lack of news from her daughter for five consecutive days made her restless and unable to eat or sleep.

Qing's expression turned solemn.

Since learning of the ominous signs from the prophet Lina and Alice, she has suspended all research and devoted herself to deducing the dangers that Wenming may encounter.

Seeing the worry on everyone's faces, she knew that hiding it wouldn't work, so she said directly, "Everyone, prepare for battle."

It's very likely that the creator god, Wheel King... saw the boss's potential and wanted to force him to become his successor.

"Walter?"

Hela and her two sisters stood up abruptly, destructive energy surging around them: "I will destroy the universe of 'Wrath of Asura'!"

……

"Dad, why can't we go back to the hotel?"

Inside the nameless canyon, Leona and Whip looked at Wen Ming with suspicion, while Mary and the others, though maintaining a vigilant posture and keeping an eye on their surroundings, also cast questioning glances their way.

However, none of them were too worried, because in their minds, the boss was omnipotent, and this situation should just be a minor accident that the boss could easily resolve.

Wen Ming stared at the faint outline of the fortress in the sky, his brows furrowed: "The world will of this universe, or rather the creator god Wheel King, probably has ill intentions towards me."

This was the first time Wen Ming had encountered such a situation. Things had been going too smoothly for him lately, which made him overlook this risk, and he felt extremely guilty about it.

Still not stable enough!

"Walter?"

Mary and the others could no longer be on guard and nervously surrounded Wen Ming: "Is he going to attack you?"

"He has already made his move."

Wen Ming calmly analyzed: "He didn't react when he took Durga and her daughter away the first time, which must have been unexpected for him."

When we tried to go back, we couldn't. I suspect that the world's will or the Wheel King sealed off the entrance and exit of this universe.

Based on my experience dealing with the world's will in the universes of Final Fantasy VII and The King of Fighters, it's very likely that it's not the world's will making things difficult for me, but rather the result of King Wheel's intervention; after all, he's a creator god.

After several rounds of heightened mental processing, Wen Ming quickly came to a chilling conclusion: "He may very well... be after my body."

"He's after Dad's body? He wouldn't dare!"

Leona drew her military knife with a whoosh: "I'm going to chop him into pieces!"

"Don't be impulsive, you can't beat him."

Wen Ming rubbed Leona's blue ponytail: "To be precise, he might very well make me the successor!"
He won't attack me again for now. I guess Ashura will still be his first choice, after all, we are outsiders.

Besides..."

Wen Ming paused for a moment, then gave everyone a reassuring smile. "If he insists on not letting us pass, I don't mind summoning the divine beast White Tiger to let this creator god witness the power of the lower universe."

Seeing the confident smile on Wen Ming's face, everyone finally felt relieved.

After all, everyone knows just how powerful the divine beast White Tiger really is.

Pandora suddenly asked, "Will we end up living here for a long time, just like you did in the King of Fighters universe last time?"

Mary and the others' eyes lit up upon hearing this.

This is a rare opportunity to spend time alone with the boss!
Well, even though there are a few third wheels around, it's still much better than competing with so many people in the hotel, right?
Wen Ming gazed at the setting sun in the distance, his tone uncertain: "I hope it won't be the year 12000..."

Upon hearing the number 12000, Mary and the others' excited expressions instantly froze.

12000 years?
Then we'll just grow old and die here?
Wen Ming took in their changing expressions, a playful smile curving his lips: "What, don't you want to spend these 12000 years with me?"

These words were like a spring breeze brushing across the ice, instantly dispelling the gloom in the women's hearts.

Mrs. Liang laughed first, swaying gracefully to Wen Ming's side and naturally taking his arm: "Boss, then we'd better decorate our love nest properly."

"They don't want to live in a cave forever. Although it's very rustic, the rock walls are so rough they hurt their butts. They can't keep having to lean on the walls all the time, can they?"

Her eyes sparkled, and the implication in her words made the air feel even hotter.

Vanessa smiled and took Wen Ming's other arm, replying gracefully, "The bed needs to be big enough to fit at least seven people, no, eight people."

Her gaze swept over the women present, her tone as casual as if she were discussing tonight's menu.

Mary, Whip, Pandora, and Leona's faces instantly turned bright red, like ripe apples.

Misra, in particular, was so ashamed that she wanted to run away, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot and she couldn't move—this seemingly young girl was actually much older than she appeared.

The lifespan of gods is completely different from that of humans. Even if Misra were imprisoned by Deus in the Causal Fortress for twelve thousand years, her appearance would not change in the slightest.

The power of mantras is even more effective in keeping deities young than the immortality essence in Avatar!
However, she lived under the protection of her parents every day, as innocent as a little girl, and had never experienced such a fierce and dangerous situation.

She knew she had to leave, but she couldn't help wanting to hear more.

Wen Ming laughed loudly and casually punched the mountain wall beside him.

With a deafening roar, a neat opening appeared in the rock wall. He calmly took out a universal capsule from his storage ring and gently tossed it onto the ground inside the cave.

"Bam—"

As a wisp of smoke rose, a huge three-story villa miraculously appeared in the cave, standing in stark contrast to the rough rock walls.

Misra's eyes widened in disbelief: "This...this is your divine magic?"

“This is the power of technology,” Wen Ming explained gently. “You’ll get used to it eventually.”

He turned to Mary and the others, his expression becoming more serious: "For the foreseeable future, this will be our home. Everyone should choose their rooms first, and after you're settled, Mary will lead the team to set up the defensive fortifications."

I need to secretly return to the divine realm, and I need to keep a close eye on Asura.

"understand!"

Mary immediately straightened her back and bowed, and the others also responded solemnly.

After Wen Ming left, Liang Shi Niang winked slyly at her sisters: "If you ask me, let's not bother with assigning rooms. Since Vanessa said she wanted an eight-person king-size bed, let's try this one tonight!"

Whip coughed lightly, her face flushed, while Leona pretended to be engrossed in studying the villa's exterior walls. Meanwhile, the blush on Misra's ears had spread all the way to her neck—this divine witch was now as flustered as a young girl experiencing her first love.

Should I run away?

The question is, where can I run to?

Dad, come save me!
Vanessa crossed her arms and smiled as she looked around the master bedroom of the villa: "Looks like these 12000 years won't be boring."

Come on, let's double the size of the master bedroom!

……

After a brief reunion with Misra, Ashura resolutely embarked on a path of revenge.

He knew that as the embodiment of the "Wrath of the Universe," he had no way out. Even the magical man Wen Ming could not take him away from this universe. Therefore, there was only one path left for him:

war!
Ashura's first battle was to find and eliminate the karmic demons that were ravaging the villagers on the ground.

Although the great war has ended and "Karma Bhritra" has been suppressed, Karma is like a festering sore in the world, which can never be eradicated. It continues to fester in the shadows and emerges from time to time.

Normally, these small groups of demons are wiped out by small teams dispatched by the Divine Kingdom Army.

Therefore, once Asura appears on the battlefield, he is destined to encounter the army of the divine kingdom, which will then lead to the descent of the six heavenly gods—just as in the original story, he will kill these traitors one by one.

Yes, Yagami is a thing of the past. Since he fell to the mortal realm, they have been called the "Seven Stars of Heaven"!
However, because Sergei was killed by Wenming, the Seven Star Heaven became the Six Star Heaven.

Soon, the six-star sky will become a five-star sky.

"The rebellious Asura has been discovered!"

"Quickly request help from the Six-Star Celestial God!"

"kill--!"

……

Ashura's crimson mantra power erupted like a volcanic eruption: "Gods? A bunch of filthy ants who murdered their master and plotted rebellion, do they even deserve to be called gods? Let them come and die!"

Wen Ming remained hidden to the side, quietly observing the battle between the Asuras and the Divine Kingdom Army, his gaze lingering more on the twisted red karmic demons.

[Wells, can you sense them?]

【Can. 】

A naive yet ethereal voice echoed in Wen Ming's mind: "They, like me, are products of the planet's negative emotions. I believe I can control them."

Is it a product of negative emotions?
Wen Ming stared at the red demon, his thoughts racing.

The true meaning of the existence of the Karmic Demons is that they are trials set up by the creator god, King Yama, to select a successor.

Now that Wells says she can control these karmic demons, does that mean I can do more?
Before Wen Ming could think further, a divine warship tore through the clouds and crashed down.

Amidst the chaotic shockwaves, a burly, divine figure leaped down—

"Hua Xian!"

"Asura, I didn't expect you to actually show your face instead of hiding in some dark, stinking ditch like a stray dog!"

Hua Xian's metal right arm clanged as he glanced disdainfully at Ashura, taunting, "Aren't you supposed to be strong? How come you couldn't even protect your wife, letting that piece of trash Sergei slaughter her?"

Where is your daughter? I can't see her. Did you secretly hide her?

Or has she already become the meal of some karmic demon? Even though he knew that Durga was not dead, the thought of being separated from his wife forever still made Ashura's anger explode like lava. His mantra power rose wildly, and the crimson flames scorched the air, making it twist and hiss.

"Kill me? I am now a six-star Heavenly Supreme!"

Hua Xian's enormous body was like a mobile fortress. He grinned and waved his metal right arm, his eyes full of contempt for Asura and mockery of his superior: "You should be like an ant, find a hole underground and never come out, or like a turtle, forever shrink into your shell."

"What a pity your beautiful wife Durga was killed by Sergei, otherwise I wouldn't mind letting you really be a turtle, a green-haired one!"

"kill--!"

Ashura's rage finally broke through the threshold. The crimson power of his mantra erupted like a volcano, and he transformed into a blood-red meteor, crashing into Hua Xian. Hua Xian grinned and swung his metal right arm to meet the attack.

The collision of the two divine forces was like a comet hitting a planet. With a deafening roar, it stirred up a dust wave tens of meters high, and the earth cracked open, creating a rift valley more than ten meters deep.

The two great generals, without taking a breath, unleashed a torrential downpour of punches.

It was as if two divinely created Gatling guns were firing wildly at each other, their fists turning into afterimages, and each collision erupting with a deafening roar.

“Bang bang bang bang bang—!”

The continuous explosions echoed from the ground to the sky and back up to the earth.

The speed of this battle between gods has exceeded the limits of human vision. Even Wen Ming, who was hiding nearby, could only barely catch a glimpse of their intersecting fist shadows.

Such a fighting deity is far superior to Hades or Poseidon from the DC Universe.

Hua Xian was increasingly shocked as the battle progressed. He never expected that Asura, who was once weaker than him, could unleash such terrifying power.

He could no longer care about conserving the power of his mantras and frantically activated the divine power within his body.

The next second, Hua Xian's figure suddenly swelled, transforming into a giant a hundred meters tall—the Law of Heaven and Earth!
Despite her dramatic increase in size, Hua Xian's speed has not diminished at all.

With a backhand strike, as powerful as a collapsing mountain, he sent Asura flying. Then, he lunged forward, his massive fist crashing down like a meteor, carrying the force of destruction, determined to kill Asura with a single blow!

Just as Hua Xian's mountain-like giant fist was about to crush Ashura, Ashura's crimson mantra power suddenly erupted with unprecedented light!
"Roar--!"

With a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, Asura's figure rapidly expanded amidst crimson flames—four massive metal arms burning with fury burst forth from his body.

The Six Heavenly Vajras, descend!
Hua Xian was immediately thrown out by Asura.

"What?! How is this possible?!"

Hua Xian stared in shock at Asura in his Six Heavens Vajra form, unable to comprehend how his power had increased so dramatically in such a short time.

However, Asura wouldn't give him much time to think. He unleashed his full power in his Six Heavens Vajra form, sending Hua Xian flying directly into space with a single punch.

But the battle is far from over, and Hua Xian's strength is not limited to this.

Soon, an epic scene worthy of being recorded in gaming history unfolded—in space, Hua Xian's body began to expand wildly, growing so large that it blotted out the sky in just a few seconds.

Great power appears, and Wa once entered the Dao!

Hua Xian's strongest form appeared, a colossal god descending to blot out the sky, even dimming the stars.

Wen Ming looked up at space from the ground, speechless with astonishment.

Seeing such a colossal image in a game is a completely different experience from seeing it in the real world.

This terrifying sense of oppression is simply indescribable.

Wen Ming could only utter one simple word to describe it—Holy crap! That's huge!

Hua Xian's height now completely surpasses the size of Gaia.

Hua Xian pressed down with one hand, his fingers falling like mountains, directly pressing down on Asura.

Faced with this apocalyptic scene, Ashura did not hesitate at all. He gathered all his divine power into his six giant fists and unleashed them simultaneously to meet Hua Xian's earth-shattering attack.

"boom--!!!"

The moment their fists collided, space itself distorted, and the terrifying energy shock leveled everything within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Asura forcefully took the blow.

Hua Xian grinned maliciously and unleashed all his divine power. His voice, defying the laws of physics, traveled from space to the ground: "Ants are ants after all!"

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"

With five crisp cracking sounds, Asura's five giant metal fists shattered under the absolute power difference! Crimson mantra power sprayed like blood onto the broken earth.

Just as his final fist was about to strike, Ashura's mind flashed with images of Misra, Durga's smile, and all the humiliation and anger he had suffered—

"I am the wrath of the universe!"

In an instant, a terrifying power of rage and killing intent filled the last fist, bursting out with light beyond its limits, forcefully withstanding Hua Xian's world-destroying finger!
"What? Impossible!" Hua Xian was horrified to discover that her fingers were cracking.

"Aaaaaah—Break for me!"

With Ashura's roar, his final fist exploded, shattering Hua Xian's enormous finger! Cracks spread rapidly, instantly covering Hua Xian's entire arm and then spreading throughout his body!
"Do not--!!!"

Amidst Hua Xian's desperate roar, his immense divine body shattered into countless fragments like broken glass, dissipating into a shower of light that filled the universe.

Asura knelt on one knee, and his Six Heavens Vajra form slowly dissipated, but his arms also disappeared as a result.

“Anger is indeed the strongest catalyst for Asura.”

Wen Ming, who was watching from a distance, tossed out a Senzu Bean: "Eat it quickly."

Ashura opened his mouth and swallowed the Senzu Bean. The next second, his arms grew back, and his strength was quickly restored.

He looked up at the sky, his eyes burning with an even more intense rage.

Who's next?

……

"That's enough, you need to rest."

Wen Ming pressed down on Ashura's shoulder, stopping him from continuing his attack.

Before Ashura could refute, Wen Ming had already teleported him back to the temporary base.

Looking at Ashura's still taut muscles and eyes burning with rage, Wen Ming's tone softened: "Anger is your source of power, but it is not the entirety of your existence."

You need to learn to find a balance between fighting and resting.

Go spend some time with Misra, and savor the feeling of drawing strength from the source of your anger today—that is your true path.

You need to control your anger, not let it lead you by the nose and make you its tool.

In the original storyline, Ashura never stopped, like a fighting machine that never stopped, never having the opportunity or time to reflect on the gains and losses in battle.

Just before his battle with his master, Oukas, Oukas had him soak in a hot spring to restore him to his peak condition before the duel.

The Iron Hotel's steady, conservative style made Ashura, who was used to constant fighting, quite uncomfortable. But he still nodded obediently—after all, Wen Ming had saved his life once again.

After settling Ashura in, Wen Ming clasped his arms together in front of his chest and instantly appeared in space.

The divine power that Hua Xian lost after her fall was still slowly dissipating in space, like the magnificent aurora borealis in the universe. Wen Ming certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity.

"Activate the stellar extraction tower."

As he commanded, an invisible force field unfolded, rapidly condensing and compressing the scattered divine power into crystalline energy cubes.

At the same time, the goddesses Minerva, Ava, and Wells also appeared in space, each drawing upon the precious power of the mantra.

The current Hua Xian is far less powerful than she was 12000 years later. In addition, she consumed too much power by forcibly using the Law of Heaven and Earth. After collecting for a long time, Wen Ming only obtained a quarter of what he had previously obtained from Sergei.

"enough."

Wen Ming contentedly put away all the energy blocks: "Sergei's [Void] power, Hua Xian's [Violence] power... If we can gather all the power of the Eight Gods, Minerva and the others' strength will definitely increase dramatically."

Well.

Suddenly, Wen Ming thought of something, turned his gaze to the planet below, and then casually tore open a spatial rift. He took a step out and was already standing in front of the cave villa.

"boss!"

Upon seeing Wen Ming return, Mary and the others immediately came to greet him. Wen Ming waved to Liana, and the blue-haired girl immediately walked up to him.

Wen Ming took out an energy block radiating a violent aura from his storage ring: "We don't know how long we'll have to stay here."

To enhance your ability to protect yourselves, I intend to bestow upon you the power of the Eight Gods General.

The women were stunned at first, then their faces lit up with ecstatic joy: "Really? Can our bodies withstand this kind of power? Isn't it only gods who can devour other gods?"

"Of course, your bodies have been injected with Super Soldier Serum 3.0, so your physiques can definitely withstand divine power. Moreover, you've undergone so many enhancements in the King of Fighters universe, your physical strength is incomparable to that of ordinary transmigrators, but..."

Wen Ming paused for a moment, then said, "This requires me to personally guide the integration process."

Wen Ming took Leanna's hand and walked straight to the third floor of the villa: "Mary, you guard the entrance and don't let anyone disturb us."

I'll help Leona fuse with the power of [Violence] first, which will take about two to three hours.

Whip, get ready, you're next to wield the power of the "Void."

The women nodded excitedly, and Leona even showed a rare, radiant smile—her eyes, usually so cold and aloof, were now filled with joy.

I am the first to be given power!
I'm definitely the most favored.

Whip was also beaming with joy. "I'm the second one, hehe, I'm more favored than Mary."

Mary and the others weren't jealous. After all, they knew Wen Ming's personality well. He gave the experiment to Leona first because Leona was the strongest among them, and using her would definitely yield the best results.

On the contrary, the one who is the last to be granted power is the most favored.

Leona followed Wen Ming closely into the master bedroom. After Wen Ming set up soundproofing and defensive barriers, she asked softly, "Is there anything I need to prepare?"

"Take off your clothes."

"what?"

While drawing a complex magic circle on the ground, Wen Ming explained, "The power of [Violence] and your power of [Fang] are both extremely violent forces. When the forces merge, they may unleash tremendous power and tear all your clothes apart."

I've been through this a few times before, so it's safer to take it off beforehand.

Wen precisely placed the energy blocks on each node of the magic circle, and crimson light began to flow throughout the room.

Leona's face was flushed red by the light, though it was unclear whether it was from the crimson glow.

Once Wen Ming had finished everything, a ball of holy light rushed into his arms.

Wen Ming held the Holy Light close and began activating the magic circle, guiding the divine power of [Berserk] first into his own body, and then through the point of contact between the two, into Leona's body.

"It might hurt a lot, so scream if you want to. I've set up a soundproof barrier."

"Really?"

"Don't worry, they can't hear you!"

"Then, then slow down a bit, you're going too fast, too fast, too fast."

"it is good!"

……

Two and a half hours later, Leona emerged from the master bedroom, radiant with joy. She walked excitedly to Whip and said, "Go on, it's your turn."

"how do you feel?"

Whip nodded excitedly, asking as she went up the stairs.

Leona nodded vigorously, her face showing an unusual excitement: "That was awesome!"

Whip was overjoyed: "I want one too!"

She rushed upstairs in a few strides, and as soon as she entered the room, she saw a huge ball of holy light, which made Whip's face turn bright red instantly.

"Come on, I'm going to make you one of the Eight Gods of the Iron Hotel!"

Without saying a word, Whip ripped off her uniform and rushed forward, saying, "You haven't pampered me in so long."

"Let's fuse our powers first, then I'll pamper you properly later."

"It's a promise, I have to last longer than Leona."

"it is good!"

……

When Leona and Whip successfully fused their divine power and displayed astonishing strength, Mary and the others were completely intrigued.

They eagerly awaited Asura's next battle—which would mean they too would gain the power they longed for.

Three days later, Ashura had fully digested the gains from his battle with Hua Xian, and the anger within him burned even more fiercely than before.

This time, the one who came to his death was none other than his mentor—the powerful Oukas, who could easily pierce Gaia with a katana that stretched hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

Facing his former mentor, Ashura didn't say a word, just one.

war!
Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the duel between master and disciple, Wen Ming quietly arrived at the Divine Kingdom Fortress.

He activated his invisibility ability to the fullest extent, moving through the passage like a ghost.

After entering the main ship, he kept touching the officers along the way, changing his identity, and soon arrived at the captain's cabin without any hindrance.

Hidden here is the weakest, yet most cunning, of the Eight Gods.

Carlo.

……

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