I, Lord of Prayer

The sudden attack caught Wang Shouhao off guard; Li Xiye should have been exhausted!

Without time to think, he instinctively activated his ability, instantly dividing the space around him into dozens of layers. He then disappeared into these layers, attempting to evade the terrifying punch.

He once used this move to remain unharmed in the explosion of a super nuclear weapon because after activating the ability, he was no longer in the current space, but in a misplaced space, separated from reality by dozens of spatial barriers. Unless these dozens of spatial barriers could be broken through, the attack could not hit him. And most of the abilities of the ascendants could not deeply affect space!

However, under the absolute will of the "tyrant," the dozens of misaligned spaces shattered instantly, like mirrors, rendering them useless.

The tyrant's fist traversed space and crashed down fiercely.

boom!

Amidst a deafening roar, Wang Shouhao's body exploded into a shower of red dust and blood.

Then, chaotic bolts of lightning shot out in all directions, like hundreds of lightning dragons dancing wildly, striking the sky and tearing the space into pieces of nothingness, and sweeping down to the earth, instantly carving out more than a dozen scorched ravines like large rift valleys on the ground within a radius of tens of kilometers.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, instantly turning the area within a radius of tens of kilometers into a lightning hell.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble~~~~~~~~~~

  

The rolling thunder shook the mind and continued for quite a while before stopping. Wang Shouhao, who was a fourth-order uncrowned being, had already been reduced to ashes and his soul had been destroyed. Not even a trace of dust could be found.

Li Xiye's eyes blazed with intense lightning as he reached out and grabbed at the air, conjuring several objects out of thin air:

An unstable, transparent liquid, refracting the images of the world like a kaleidoscope; an expensive-looking storage box; a graduation cap; a pair of scissors.

Li Xiye constructed a lightning prison, locking in the unstable, ever-changing transparent liquid and freezing it in place.

Next, she probed the storage box with her mental energy and found a bottle of alchemical potion called "Ode to Life". This is an extremely rare and precious recovery potion. Just one bottle can restore a fourth-tier Uncrowned to their full strength.

Li Xiye crushed the factory-made matrix, unscrewed the cap, and drank the potion in one gulp. A rich life force then surged forth, repairing her injuries and even overflowing from her body, causing flowers to bloom on the scorched earth beneath her feet.

"You...you're alright?" The ice-type female operator reacted at this moment, dumbfounded. Killing a fourth-tier uncrowned with a single punch, this is the combat power that a seriously injured person should have?

"Something's happened, but it's not that serious." Li Xiye fiddled with the tools she had captured. 💥🎯 6➈şℍ𝓾ⓧ.ᑕᵒм 👣🍓

It's impossible to fight and kill two fourth-tier uncrowned beings without getting injured, of course. However, her injuries were far less severe than they appeared. She only put on that act to create the illusion that she was completely exhausted.

The goal is to fish, to ambush whoever they can.

The catch was quite fruitful; they caught a big fish.

Eileen glanced at Zhou Chen and saw that he looked completely calm, as if he had known all along that Li Xiye was acting. She muttered under her breath, "How insidious..."

Neither of them had ever taught me this move!

With the connection of the Ring of Bonds, Zhou Chen naturally knew that Li Xiye's situation wasn't that serious. He guessed that she was trying to fish him out, so he cooperated as much as possible and finally reaped a great reward.

He walked up to Li Xiye and asked, "Is the space here still under attack?"

"Hmm." Li Xiye nodded. "The spatial disorder isn't really related to this guy. It's a large-scale alchemical matrix that's affecting the space of the entire Sin City. Forcibly tearing through space to get out isn't a problem, but locating the Anywhere Door here is extremely difficult, practically impossible."

"Maybe we don't need to open the portal..." said the male operator wearing tactical goggles. "Three of Dupu's Tier 4 subordinates have already died, and the unit is severely weakened. Once the other Tier 4 subordinates arrive in the inner city, they can definitely destroy the ritual and kill Dupu by joining forces."

Just then, a joyful voice came from the bridge behind them.

"Hey! I'm here!"

Anna, a green-haired girl with "The Book of My Thoughts" slung across her shoulder, flew in at an extremely fast speed, riding a round robot vacuum cleaner. She was covered in dust and her clothes were slightly damaged, but she was in good condition. Clearly, her enemies were no match for her and had already been killed.

"Phew, finally found the main group." Anna suddenly stopped in front of everyone, jumped off the robot vacuum cleaner, and noticed the extraordinary gadget in Li Xiye's hand first, looking surprised.

"C-142 The Smart Man's Academic Hat, B-101 The Physics Does Not Exist? "

And this... is this a space-system-level source substance?

"Killing Wang Shouhao and getting the loot, the old man had quite a few treasures on him," Li Xiye explained.

"Do you need my help to turn the rule source material into an item?" Anna asked.

Li Xiye looked at Zhou Chen, who pondered for a moment and nodded, so she nodded as well: "Thank you for your trouble."

Li Xiye's original intention was to leave this item to Zhou Chen so he could forge it into suitable weapons and equipment, and perhaps even gain insight into spatial attributes. If Anna were to create an extraordinary item, reworking it later would be very troublesome. 💋♩ ➅➈𝔰Ĥ𝓊𝔵.𝒸𝐨𝓂 💣👍

Zhou Chen didn't care. Going back to work was a challenge for him, and they were about to face Dupu's gang, so increasing their combat strength was the best option.

Anna picked up the book I was thinking of and urged, "I think this thing should be a remote control!"

Li Xiye withdrew the lightning prison, and at the same time, the Book of My Thoughts opened automatically, shooting out a stream of light that landed on the ball of rule source matter, transforming it into a TV remote control.

"Now it can be called a spatial remote control." Anna snapped the Book of My Thoughts shut, then looked at the Star Council agents, "The space here is chaotic, so the Anywhere Door can't locate it. You guys wait here, the other teams will be here soon. We'll go scout ahead."

"Yes, sir!" the agents replied.

"You two wait here too," Li Xiye instructed Zhou Chen and Eileen, then exchanged a glance with Anna, pressed the space remote control, and the two of them instantly disappeared from the spot.

Zhou Chen and his group definitely wouldn't go over there. There's a battlefield for fourth-tier players, and there's a battlefield for them too.

"Something's wrong..."

After waiting for a while, the young male operator suddenly frowned, pointed at the Abyss Bridge, and said, "The others are coming, but something's wrong with them..."

On the Abyss Bridge, nine Star Alliance operators sped towards them, their eyes bloodshot and their expressions ferocious, like zombies filled with bloodlust for humans. Upon seeing Zhou Chen and his companions, they suddenly increased their speed, making no attempt to conceal their hunger.

"They're cursed!" the male operator wearing tactical goggles shouted anxiously. "I detected an extremely high concentration of Abyss Curse on them, less than 10% away from the red line of complete corruption... it's currently 9%!"

Swish!

Zhou Chen flashed in front of everyone, and the wondrous dream light materialized, plunging straight down into the ground. Immediately afterward, a burst of colorful, pure spiritual light bloomed like a tide, gushing out and sweeping over the bodies of the cursed. Large amounts of black energy rose from their bodies, overflowing with an aura of curse and resentment.

The cursed fell to the ground, writhing in agony, their eyes sometimes clear, sometimes mad. Their consciousness was resisting the curse, and with the help of the light of the soul, they gradually regained themselves and dispelled their madness.

Almost simultaneously, a figure shrouded in darkness appeared in the distance and made a sweeping motion towards Zhou Chen. A tremendous sense of crisis surged from within Zhou Chen, making his scalp tingle with fear.

when!

An invisible, sharp slash struck a golden, runic bell in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar.

Thankfully, he hired a bodyguard... Zhou Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"This guy really didn't die... Ha, boss, now you feel like you got your money's worth!"

Marvin, with his handsome and rugged features, appeared from the void. A strange matrix of intricate details lit up deep within his childlike pores as he used "Endless Pleasure," a technique only the Pleasure Cultists could employ!

Although it's an abyssal spell used by cultists, it must be said that the control effect of this skill is incredibly powerful. It can amplify many emotions in people's hearts, creating a pleasure that intoxicates the soul, thus leading to eternal indulgence and an inability to extricate oneself.

Back in North Carolina, he used this tactic to control the "merchant" for a period of time, hindering his advancement and indirectly causing the "merchant's" advancement ritual to be disrupted.

However, to Marvin's surprise, the figure in the shadows seemed unaffected, showing no signs of stiffness or other reactions. Instead, seeing that his attack had failed and another fourth-tier uncrowned being had appeared, he didn't linger and quickly left.

Marvin frowned slightly, sensing something was amiss. A strange and eerie matrix lit up his body, and he stretched out his hand, creating a huge, rotting hand in the void. The hand was exposed, pus was flowing freely, and it emitted an unbearable stench, as it reached out to grab the figure in the shadows.

The figure in the shadows transformed into a pool of dark matter, attempting to slip away through the gaps between the fingers of the rotting hand. Just as he was about to succeed, his body suddenly froze, nearly being caught by the rotting hand. However, this anomaly lasted only a moment before he quickly returned to normal, narrowly escaping from the rotting hand and then disappearing into the darkness of a ruin.

At this moment, Zhou Chen completed the purification of the cursed ones. Their eyes became calm and clear, the curse was completely dispelled and they regained their sanity. They returned from the edge of the utterly corrupted cliff, panting heavily after surviving the ordeal.

Wish points +10 +10 +15 +20...

Marvin appeared beside him, his brow furrowed, and said seriously, "That might not have been a 'ghost'."

"No?" Zhou Chen was taken aback. "Who else could it be but him?"

Shadow transformation, telekinetic attacks, the curses suffered by other Star Council operators, and that outfit—who else could it be but "Ghost"?

"I used 'Endless Pleasure' on him, and he didn't react at all!" Marvin said confidently. "To make Endless Pleasure ineffective, either he is a robot without any emotions, or his willpower is so strong that he can be completely immune. But do you know how terrifying willpower that requires? A wicked person could never do that, because their hearts must be filled with all kinds of desires."

Let alone those who are utterly wicked, even devout and virtuous believers of the Orthodox Church, with their strong will and good character, would be corrupted by endless pleasure, because their piety is itself a form of desire, and the more devout they are, the stronger the pleasure becomes...

Only the truly strong can withstand it.

"Perhaps he has some kind of mental protection? Or power bestowed by an evil god?" Zhou Chen speculated.

"That's possible, but I'm more inclined to believe he's not a 'ghost,' because he gives me a very strange feeling..." Marvin pondered for a moment, organizing his thoughts, and finally came up with a suitable word, "—a sense of struggle."

"A sense of struggle?"

"Yes, he could have easily escaped from the rotten hand, but he hesitated for a moment, which is very unusual. It's like he wanted to deliberately destroy himself. I tend to think that he was going through some kind of internal struggle," Marvin said.

"He hesitated when he was casting the curse on us." The cursed Stellaris agents walked over, panting, and said, "He could have cast a completely corrupting curse on us, but for some reason he hesitated. The curse wasn't fully cast... Although we survived, I still think this is very wrong. It's not the kind of mercy an evil person should have."

He was struggling internally... Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes. Perhaps the "ghost" had developed some mental problems after being resurrected?

or……

or……

boom!

An explosion interrupted his thoughts. Turning around, he saw a blinding halo of source energy shining from the top of the building. The fourth-order beings were attacking Dupu's base camp.

"This time, I'll go all the way and help you all the way, I'll protect you all the way for free." Marvin spoke fluently in the Dongzhou dialect.

His curiosity was piqued by the "ghost," and he wanted to see what kind of person was behind the disguise, who could resist "endless pleasure."

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The top of the building.

The layers upon layers of alchemical matrix light sea began to tremble, under fierce attack, showing signs of imminent collapse and teetering on the brink of destruction.

Fortunately, the ritual array has been completed.

The time has come.

Dupp stood in the center of the ritual array and calmly began the ceremony.

A crimson full moon slowly rose, and its blood-red, ominous light spread like a tide, enveloping everything in a crimson hue.

Then, the fictional "Beast of Sin" took shape under the ritual. The silence was broken by the cry of a baby. The infant of sin, composed of black, white and gray, was born from nothingness in the shared consciousness of hundreds of thousands of people in the sin city. This immediately caused the criminal desires of everyone present to rise and become restless.

The sacrifices collapsed amidst the crimson glow and the cries of the sinful infants, transforming into countless fragments of flesh and countless specks of soul light drifting in the same direction.

The spirit and the flesh gradually converged and merged together.