Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 550: I'm Not a [Saint Disciple], I'm a [Saint]!

But it was one against four!

Roar!!!

After Lu Ce had already entered the battle, the Hell Envoy finally finished incubating.

Originally, it needed to absorb enough life force and reach sufficient death energy before hatching, so this could only be considered a premature birth.

But there was no choice—Lu Ce's reaction had been too violent. Before he could even finish killing everyone in the stadium, his axe was already chopping down on its head.

With its wings spread, the massive demon, large enough to blot out the sky, hovered in the air.

On its dark face was a crimson bloodstain.

It hadn't broken out of an eggshell; rather, it itself was part of the egg. The patterns that previously appeared as an eggshell were actually its skin.

And now, on its crimson wings, there was a huge crack, clearly the injury from that earlier axe strike.

The wing looked like it was about to break!At this moment, the Hell Envoy, having finally managed to hatch, naturally saw Lu Ce as a sworn enemy. Its massive wings flapped in the air as it dove straight down toward Lu Ce.

Along with its enormous body came an incomparable imposing aura.

It was a demonic presence somewhat similar to divine might—the aura of a "demon"!

"Hmph!"

Lu Ce snorted coldly, making no extra movements, only slightly raising his eyes.

With that cold snort, it was as if a bright mirror hung high, suppressing all evil. An overwhelming sense of pressure surged upward, instantly enveloping the Hell Envoy.

That was the top-tier pressure belonging to Pride!

The Hell Envoy's body stalled mid-air, suddenly jerking to a halt, almost falling straight down.

The moment it saw Pride's golden eyes, its heart was instantly filled with terror.

It was like gazing up at a towering mountain, seeing a superior existence.

But while it was frozen in fear, Lu Ce was already on the move.

Following the axe's motion, the heavy Extreme Path Battle Axe swung up, carrying Lu Ce's body with it as he surged into the sky.

The Hell Envoy had no time to react much, instantly closing its wings to form a round shield in front of itself.

Boom!!

Golden and black-purple light collided, like two small asteroids crashing in the sky. The explosion of two completely different forces spread out, blowing ripples through the surrounding air.

The air was compressed to its limit, even sucked into a vacuum, as if a fireworks display was happening in broad daylight over the entire city!

That violent energy fluctuation seemed to warn everyone—the weak should not approach!

Anyone daring to get close would die.

Around them, the Saint members hiding their faces, concealed in buildings and street corners, were all clicking their tongues in amazement.

This kind of battlefield was really not something to casually join. Better wait a bit longer!

Wait and see who was more likely to win!

That's right, after so many rounds of the game, everyone watching Sin's matches no longer automatically assumed the Divine Messenger would win.

It depended on the situation. After all, through so many matches, no matter how impossible it seemed, Sin had always won in the end, hadn't he?

In the sky, Lu Ce was directly flung back from the explosion's epicenter, spinning through the air before crashing into the ground.

Meanwhile, the Hell Envoy wailed as it sprayed a large mist of blood in the air, one wing even breaking off completely, while its chest began gushing blood over a large area.

This kind of opponent willing to clash head-on with Pride was relatively rare nowadays, and it was Lu Ce's favorite type of combat style.

Moreover, looking into its torn-open chest, one could see a golden, semicircular object of unknown nature.

It resembled a special bone, but it wasn't entirely clear.

At the same time, the Death Messenger instantly appeared at Lu Ce's location, raising her slender leg and chopping down like a battle axe.

The ruins suffered even more terrifying devastation, with large clouds of dust erupting, but Pride was no longer there.

"You're beginning to disappoint me."

A voice came from behind her. The Death Messenger started in surprise as the axe already reached her waist.

Once again, that black-purple spatial restraint surged out, barely avoiding being split in half.

Sun was growing annoyed. This wasn't the kind of fight he wanted, and ganging up on someone wasn't his style either.

The fighting had become quite chaotic too, now devolving into indiscriminate attacks. Anyone visible in the area might eat a fireball or get hammered.

This even annoyed the Death Messenger.

Xie Antong approached, throwing the Soulburn Incense toward Pride like a dart!

"This specially made incense suppresses power and spirit!"

She shouted loudly toward the Death Messenger, as if afraid anyone present might not hear.

"Suppress him, try a mental breakthrough, convert him to the Demon faction first!"

Hearing this, the Death Messenger couldn't help but frown.

The incense was indeed effective, but... it seemed to suppress her side too.

And according to intelligence, this "Sin" seemed to rely mainly on physical strength.

Besides, why did she have to reveal the Demon faction's special conversion method out loud?

Tch!...

She felt quite dissatisfied, thinking these two human teammates were really of limited use.

Meanwhile, Xie Antong, after speaking and throwing the incense, immediately retreated again, appearing quite skilled at self-preservation.

In reality, her All-Seeing Eye had been continuously observing the surroundings. She found one thing strange.

Someone who should have been here still hadn't appeared.

—Where was Perfect Life?

Given that guy's personality, he shouldn't miss this kind of opportunity. He shouldn't be absent from this game.

But why wasn't he here?

In the sky above the battlefield, golden and black-purple lights continuously collided, the surging energy attracting the attention of everyone in the city.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning shot out from the crowd, carrying a blue flash, darting into the battle in the blink of an eye.

The All-Seeing Eye hadn't even noticed him before. Xie Antong was stunned, then saw the person heavily crash into the Death Messenger.

He caught her completely off guard, nearly knocking her from the sky.

The youth within the blue light revealed his form. Xie Antong was surprised to realize she didn't recognize this quite capable fighter!

A veteran player? But he looked so young, clearly not very old...

Looking toward Lu Ce, the blue-haired youth proactively spoke, with a tone of expectation:

"Excuse me, are you a Saint?"

"Saint?" Pride's face showed clear dissatisfaction.

"What does this inferior title mean?"

"If I must say, I am Holiness itself!"

Pride's characteristic manifested again—no matter where he was, he was the "Supreme Will"!

Blue-haired youth: ?

"Huh?"