novelraw Chapter 462: A Joyful Accident—Why Can’t It Be Assimilated?
Chapter 462: A Joyful Accident—Why Can’t It Be Assimilated?
Lu Ce's figure had already appeared above her head, and with his voice came a crushing momentum like Mount Tai pressing down, descending toward Xie Antong's head!
That was the power of the Broken Divine Weapon.
Jealousy was not Pride, but at this moment, Jealousy was imitating Pleasure's divine power!
In other words, his rank was sufficient to forcibly activate the Broken Divine Weapon!
The axe didn't appear particularly large in size, yet it gave people the illusion of being endless at first glance.
This was the inherent oppressive aura of the Broken Divine Weapon.
The moment the axe appeared, shock and gravity also emerged in Xie Antong's eyes—that was the expression belonging to Pleasure.
He probably hadn't expected how this thing had been brought out either!
After all, the Divine Messengers who had previously seen this axe were either dead or were Despair's true form, who disdained spreading the word everywhere.
This thing could break the boundary between human and god, and they wanted it too.But of course, she had no time to ask questions—things like "Where did you get something like this?" would be somewhat redundant.
Under the oppressive force of the giant axe that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth, the terrifying power left no room for thought. Xie Antong instantly pulled up a large curtain, transforming it into cover.
Placing it in front of her, she wanted to withstand this blow.
Boom.
Golden light scattered in all directions. Under the same divine power conditions, Xie Antong used Stimulation!
Yet, that terrifying axe still carried its unmatched power, pressing into the protective shield.
Like a giant axe splitting a shield.
Crack, crack!
Jealousy's sneering face appeared exceptionally clear before her eyes, and the piercing sound of energy explosions rang right beside her ears.
The golden Extreme Path Battle Axe had already chopped through, and it was clear that her own power was somewhat unable to withstand it.
Snap!
Instantly, the light shield shattered. The terrifying explosive force swept out to both sides as Xie Antong rolled underneath, dodging this attack.
Her expression remained calm, but her eyes were filled with astonishment.
This was the first time since the fusion that her facial expressions showed such unreasonable fragmentation.
Clearly, Xie Antong found this normal, but Pleasure didn't share this awareness.
Thud!
It sounded like trees being chopped, but this time, what was being split was the earth!
A thick fissure appeared across the entire haunted house floor, like a man-made canyon extending infinitely, its end nowhere in sight.
Even Lu Ce himself was somewhat surprised by this power.
If one day, an overloaded Pride possessing divine power personally used this axe...
But now wasn't the time for fantasies. The moment Xie Antong dodged, Jealousy's infuriated sneering laughter had already reached everyone's ears.
"Jie jie jie~"
"You're not getting a bit carried away, are you?"
"You think with your meager power, plus this Pleasure, you can defeat me?"
"You think I myself don't know how to use power?!"
Although the words were mocking, the tone clearly carried some anger—obviously that previous strike had angered him.
Before Xie Antong could say anything, Jealousy spun around.
Holding the axe with one hand, his powerfully muscular arms swelling astonishingly, he moved as if swinging an entire mountain, the golden giant axe following his motion.
His entire body pivoted like a compass, using himself as the center as he swung the axe in a massive circle.
The axe blade flashed with cold golden light, sweeping horizontally toward Xie Antong's waist!
"Speak!" An extremely arrogant roar echoed throughout the entire space.
In that instant, the win-loss ratio between the two instantly reversed!
Simultaneously, outside, Chiyo Eine and the others' voices seemed to abruptly stutter, as if doused with cold water.
No matter what combat level they encountered, it seemed "Sin's" existence always managed to shatter everyone's understanding.
But obviously, this world still had quite a few of "Sin's" followers.
These people were either pure strength admirers or those with some criminal tendencies.
[Damn? How did he suddenly seem capable of fighting again?]
[I always knew his power was like a bottomless pit—you could never probe how deep it truly was.]
[No wonder he directly refused ascension back then—turns out he can directly defeat Ascendants himself.]
The game channels had already begun extensive discussions, with plenty of people even attacking each other, along with some meme users.
Spouting internet phrases like "Ascension? Simple—I'll just directly defeat Ascendants myself, won't that work?"
Organizations like the Illuminati had even publicly opened betting pools, wagering on the outcome between the two.
Even at a time like this, their money-making methods remained so low-level, it was hard to comprehend.
......
Xie Antong's waist was exceptionally soft yet powerful at this moment, executing an iron bridge pose as she leaned backward, letting the giant axe skim past her body like a hurricane passing by.
This choice of action was filled with Xie Antong's own style.
Judging by the previous behaviors of various Divine Messengers, if Pleasure were choosing, he'd most likely choose to withstand it head-on for some inexplicable sense of face.
There had been many instances before where Divine Messengers chose to withstand attacks directly, only to suffer increasingly greater losses.
The current Pleasure was also inwardly cursing—this shared control situation was troublesome, with the container's original consciousness constantly influencing him.
At the same time, while astonished by the power "Sin" could display, he also felt somewhat secretly pleased.
Because the stronger the opponent became, the faster his speed of assimilating this container would be.
He understood too well—he knew these lowly humans' weaknesses all too well.
The more Xie Antong was outmatched, the more she would want greater power, the more she would lean toward him, truly becoming part of him, becoming nourishment.
Just like those gamblers—the more they lost, the more they wanted to win; the fewer chips they had, the more they wanted to borrow new ones, until they were swallowed by desire.
She wouldn't be any different.
"Hmph, I've seen plenty of dogs relying on their masters' power, but this is the first time I've seen someone relying on an axe's power."
"Oh? Then whose power are you relying on!"
Their battle was filled with afterimages, interspersed with roaring sounds. Since this was between Pleasure and Jealousy, their mouths weren't idle either, constantly exchanging insults.
Attacking both physically and mentally.
Seeing his "body" at a disadvantage, Pleasure felt it was about time and began seeking more initiative, starting to further devour and assimilate.
After all, the higher his control level and the more complete the fusion, the greater the power he could unleash!
But after several consecutive attempts, he began to feel somewhat surprised.
Why was the resistance so strong? Why couldn't he assimilate?
Deep within this container's spirit, there seemed to be a defense. All his temptations, those seductions of power, were like river water washing against a embankment.
Utterly unmoving!