Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 130: Black Noah and Mixed Doubles

Forward, keep moving forward.

We passed through the ruins and over the panicked crowd.

Most people were still unaware of what had happened. Most people only saw the enormous pillar of wind that stretched to the heavens and the scorching heat that swept across the entire city, not deadly, but enough to drive them away.

Hopefully they run fast enough.

This was the Celestials' mercy for the innocent—Liesel had even endured the nausea and mind-controlled the nominal municipal officials of South Town. A massive evacuation announcement was immediately triggered. Even the normally useless police forces in South Town mobilized to assist in evacuating the panicked crowd.

This decision is reasonable and justified.

Among the crowd, quite a few fighters still cast their gazes toward Si Ming from afar—they were among those in the know, aware that Si Ming was inextricably linked to the battle in the West District. The vast majority of them wisely avoided Si Ming's path. But mindless ambitious individuals and hot-blooded fools were always plentiful in this muscle-driven, brain-operated crowd.

"Haha, come on, let's have a match!"—The person who said this was blasted away by an invisible force and embedded in the wall.

"My lord, please accept me as your disciple! I admire you!"—This kind of clueless fellow fared worse, being grabbed by a tangible force of energy and thrown several kilometers outside the city.

"Interested in cooperating? Your world-destroying power, combined with my skill to crush steel pipes. Together, we're invincible. How about it, are you impressed by my astonishing wisdom?"—The Night Demon's armor fluttered as he picked up this disgusting creature and repeatedly slammed it down three or five times before throwing it into the sewer.

I feel a sense of nostalgia.

Si Ming even felt as if he had returned to the East China Sea team, back to that area where geniuses gathered.

However, a thought flashed through his mind, and he guessed another possibility. Perhaps this was actually a test by the hidden force, using this method to discover his habits.

Something is not good.

However, the Celestials' inclination towards good and order is inherently difficult to conceal.

Si Ming shook his head slightly, realizing that there was no other living thing that could stop him from reaching the harbor. Whether ordinary citizens or fierce fighters, they all ran away when they saw him, for his aura was already subtly released in a way they could understand, and he was also demonstrating his power.

"What a kind heart." A familiar voice suddenly rang out, and across the adjacent street, Yu Zhiwei's slender figure appeared—he didn't stop, but she calmly and unhurriedly caught up.

“This wasn’t part of the plan,” Simin said calmly, certain that all the electronic devices around him were already under Valentina’s surveillance. “You lack a suitable identity to disguise yourself.”

His voice wasn't actually uttered, but rather flowed through hidden electronic channels. On the surface, the two had only met by chance on the street.

"Perhaps there's a chance," Yu Zhiwei tilted her head. "I remember that according to the setting, Igniz's father had a woman named Mesti by his side. Hmm, I'll just take the loss; you can just call me—"

"You really want to have your leg amputated above the ribs?"

"Hmph, you really have no sense of humor... Alright, I'm just trying to prevent things from getting complicated. Right now, the Eight Orochi might not realize what you just did. But if Rugal is defeated, the other two will definitely notice, right? Or are you planning to take down three at once and then ask the Bishop to seal them all away?"

That makes sense.

Si Ming was indeed confident he could defeat anyone in the world. But if Mature and Vice realized the Celestials' plan and immediately obeyed orders to commit suicide... he might not be able to stop them from taking their own lives.

"Then how do we explain the relationship between the two of us? I plan to continue using the identity of Igniz for a while longer, maybe I can lure something out."

He asked, but Yu Zhiwei only let out a series of light laughs on the communication channel.

"Why should the strong explain everything to the weak? Let them guess, whether it's overt or covert. The less we care, the more terrified they become—that's what I learned in India. Don't let enemies weaker than you realize how much you care about them."

Makes sense.

The communication between third-order individuals took only a moment.

To outsiders, it looked like two previously unrelated people bumped into each other on the street. Without any communication or interaction, they simply joined forces and headed towards the port.

Nobody knows why.

No one dared to investigate the reasons behind this incident.

Before they could rack their brains, the deck of the Black Noah appeared before them.

"KOF isn't officially starting yet. If it's for the sake of the event, you can leave now." The burly man in the crimson suit stood on the aircraft carrier's deck, looking down at the two below. This might give him a slight psychological advantage, but in the next instant, his one remaining eye suddenly narrowed.

He saw that their feet were off the ground.

He watched them walk on thin air onto the aircraft carrier, without emitting any aura—compared to flying and jumping, walking in mid-air was several orders of magnitude more difficult. The slower and more composed they were, the more they revealed their unfathomable abilities!

The burly event organizer snorted and stepped back. His two beautiful secretaries followed closely behind, their eyes filled with keen interest.

They might be able to sense that Yu Zhiwei was using telekinesis. But they could hardly detect Si Ming's battle aura wings, which had already reached the realm of formlessness and intangibility. And when the two uninvited guests stepped onto the deck of the black Noah, the organizer of the event also took off his red suit, revealing his burly and strong body.

"It seems defeating that man Goenitz has made you very confident." He stared intently at Simin. Having once been Goenitz's defeated foe, he was clearly prepared to give it his all.

Si Ming merely sized him up, making scrutinizing sounds.

"Man is born carrying the burden of destiny, and when that burden is fulfilled, he dies."

"Prove to me that you can bear the weight of your destiny."

His tone was indifferent.

His movements were composed.

He was utterly indifferent from head to toe!
"Hmph, arrogant words." A crimson halo shone from Rugal's prosthetic eye. The next moment, he pounced on Siming like a giant beast!

'Boom—!' He crashed into it.

'Bang—!' He was knocked to the ground by the activated cloak. More crimson light surged from the sockets of his prosthetic eyes, covering half of his body. His short golden hair turned pale under the influence of the Serpent's power, and the camouflage skin on his left mechanical arm rapidly disappeared under the corrosive crimson aura.

The power of Orochi, darkness!

In the Eight Heroes Gathering, apart from the four fixed Heavenly Kings of Wind, Fire, Thunder, and Earth, the remaining ability, Fang, Darkness, Beast Death, is a skill that every newly recruited member of the Eight Heroes Gathering can master.

The shadows on the Black Noah swayed faintly.

Yu Zhiwei, who also boarded the ship, was somewhat tempted to get involved.

But before that—

“Mature.” The blonde, elegant woman moved her fingers.

“Vision.” The red-haired, wild woman revealed her gleaming white teeth.

One is a beast, the other is death. The beast refers to speed, the death to brute force.

"I think you understand our identities."

"How should I address you, my lovely one whom I've never heard of before?"

One on the left, one on the right, one singing in harmony.

Yu Zhiwei simply stretched out her arms slightly. Her slender limbs, in their graceful extension, revealed a pure beauty.

"I am but a traveler. You can call me whatever you want."

"Alright, now that the men are already having a lively fight, it's time for us ladies to get down to business." She clapped her hands together lightly, without using any secret methods, and just winked playfully.

"I'm actually quite looking forward to it. You two old ladies, could you please live long enough for me to finish warming up?"

The words have not yet fallen.

Mature and Vis's fists and feet slammed into her seemingly frail and slender body!
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Meanwhile, in the contractors' secret meeting room.

After Si Ming unleashed his 'White Luo Annihilation', even powerful figures like the Navigator no longer dared to directly spy on his area. Instead, they hid here, using precious contract points to activate hidden items. Si Ming's friendly interaction with the three young heroes, and Yu Zhiwei's 'chance encounter,' were thus vaguely presented to the contractors. And their every move tugged at the heartstrings of every contractor.

"They've started fighting... Damn it, Rugal is no match for that Igniz at all. How can he be so useless!"

"What did they say? I can't hear them, and the clarity is too poor to use lip reading..."

"Mai Zhuo did a good job... Damn it, doesn't this woman feel pain? That punch could smash a tank to pieces, but it didn't even break the skin on this woman!?"

Panic and commotion ensued.

The navigator, who had managed to bring them together, gradually began to feel negative emotions.

He looked at his small group, and the core group of contractors.

"Fairy, is it really impossible?" The individual he mentioned was a petite woman in his team who specialized in negotiation.

"It's no use!" The woman shook her head violently, her face full of surprise and doubt. "[The Promised Paper Cranes] can no longer directly consume favorability to affect the main characters... The option of making them go to war with Igniz has been completely rejected. Even using special items to skip the favorability check won't work. At least for now, today, the probability of them directly attacking Igniz is absolutely zero!"

"Damn it! I should have just used up all my goodwill points and made them attack from the start, instead of letting them test us. Damn it!" a man with a mohawk grumbled, clutching a golden Desert Eagle in his hand.

"It's too late to regret it now. Who would have thought Igniz would have a resurrection technique?" a calm woman said in a low voice. "This makes no sense at all. In the world of King of Fighters... where would a resurrection ability come from? Unless..."

“Unless that’s not Igniz,” the navigator said in a deep voice. “At least, not the one we know.”

"An out-of-control character from a forbidden world..." someone chuckled bitterly. "Sending a monster like this, which even 'titled powerhouses' would have a hard time dealing with, into a mid-tier game like ours... Nightmare Space really thinks highly of us."

He let out a frustrated sound. Then he received a light kick from the person beside him.

“But we have to make a decision.” The woman named Libra looked at the navigator, having already used her own prestige to push his plans forward. “I don’t know why he approached Rugal… and that ridiculously strong woman, whom I have absolutely no recollection of. But if Rugal dies… how will we get back?”

The discussion forum suddenly fell silent.

Regardless, the weakness in combat strength remains a major problem. If it were simply a matter of dealing with Igniz, contractors of their level would generally have some trump cards or techniques. But if we add a woman of unknown strength, and undoubtedly others...

“…Then we’ll have to fight to the death,” the navigator said in a deep voice. “However, we’re not necessarily without hope of escape. We can actually…”

He lowered his voice and began to explain his plan.

However, he completely failed to notice that while this group of high-level combatants were plotting amongst themselves, some contractors standing in the corners were gradually developing uncertain expressions.

Something is about to happen.

Whether the high-level combatants knew about it or not, they couldn't stop it from happening.

Because contractors have never been a united group.

Also because...

In a safe house on the outer side, a lone wolf contractor, brimming with adventurous spirit, or perhaps driven to desperation with no other option but to risk his life, was already hurrying towards the direction of the Black Noah.

(End of this chapter)