Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 564: World-Class Worker, Perfect Life

Pride's shout into the void was naturally directed at the Death Messenger.

The voice carrying a hint of divine power, after leaving his mouth, seemed to transform into a roar, becoming rolling thunder that roared across the sky.

The Chaotic Chain was in his hand, and he could sense the other party's aura—that faint, fluctuating presence.

Even though the other party was far away in some unknown location, he could still feel that he wasn't far from them.

But no matter how many cities he passed through, that feeling of being both distant and close never changed.

It was like being separated by a thin membrane, yet he couldn't pierce through it, couldn't capture it.

The Death Messenger truly had no shame! After one encounter where they realized the situation wasn't favorable, they immediately ran away, actually turtling up and refusing to come out!

This kind of behavior really opened Pride's eyes.

They really had no face to lose at all.

Tracking and finding hidden locations had never been Pride's strong suit, nor could it be said to be Lu Ce's specialty either.Perhaps only Wrath's intuition would be somewhat useful, but skills like blood tracking were completely useless across different spaces.

At this moment, the only thing Pride could really do was continuously seal the Demon Beacons to force the Death Messenger to reveal themselves.

Watching Pride's state, Jiang Yuan beside him felt great joy in his heart. Seeing the Saint Lord possess such strength naturally made him happiest.

That Death Messenger's faction was the existence that brought destruction to his world.

And now the Saint Lord was destroying Him!

The higher Pride raised his head, the lower Jiang Yuan bowed his head before him, yet the light of hope in his eyes looked upon Lu Ce with reverence.

Years of being a walking corpse, years of fantasies in despair—now, this domineering and intense light had finally broken through the door without reason, giving him hope.

Different from the other New Saints, Jiang Yuan's words basically all came from genuine feeling. He truly felt like he had found his master.

Even influenced by Pride's aura, he himself had developed some confidence, feeling as if everything was full of hope.

What Death Messenger? Never heard of them. Sounds less imposing than the Saint Lord's title anyway. Just so-so.~

The one who best understood what the Death Messenger was thinking at this moment was probably Perfect Life, who was being intercepted by two or three New Saints nearby.

His yin-yang hands made him realize something was wrong with these eight cities, and his perception of the world's energy allowed him to see things ordinary people couldn't.

Although Gen City had numerous Saints protecting it, it had indeed become a meat grinder.

Every civilian killed, every life assimilated by demons, would release a stream of black energy that merged with heaven and earth.

Others couldn't see or understand these things, but Perfect Life knew this must be the power of [Death].

Although he didn't know what had just happened, he had already reached the same conclusion as Xie Antong earlier—the Death Messenger must be trying to achieve their goal by creating massive death.

What kind of god is this? This is completely like the behavior of an evil god!

It was precisely because of this that Perfect Life had repeatedly chosen to stand on the side of "Sin," who was generally considered despicable, in multiple games.

"This won't do... We need to minimize casualties as much as possible."

"Just killing these demons clearly isn't enough."

Perfect Life muttered to himself, then looked seriously at the several New Saints blocking his way like "loyal dogs" and said:

"Step aside quickly, I'm going to help... help your Saint Lord."

"Help? Should we use the word 'help' when serving the Saint Lord? What do you want to do?"

Perfect Life didn't really want to fight, but the situation was urgent, so he shouted impatiently:

"My status is different from yours, I'm his friend! If you don't believe me, ask him later!"

"Tch, forget it, better not ask him..."

After a moment's thought, Perfect Life quickly dismissed this bad idea.

...

On the other side, Lu Ce naturally received no response at all.

In Jiang Yuan's eyes, this probably meant the Death Messenger was afraid.

But regardless of the truth, Lu Ce himself didn't care. He raised his axe and chopped down at the Hell Envoy beneath him as if cutting a steak.

Logically, that thing wasn't weak at all—it could put up a fight against Lu Ce's current state.

But in reality, it was completely different. It seemed like a pitiful creature controlled by fear, wailing madly.

Under Pride's great axe, it seemed to be offering its neck for slaughter.

Pride's mask showed a hint of impatience as he murmured:

"Truly, ugly."

However, just before he raised his axe again to strike down, the Hell Envoy forcefully thrust both hands into the ground.

This seemed like its death throes, but its target wasn't Lu Ce before it at all.

Then the axe fell on its back, directly piercing through its entire body and nailing the half-beacon on its chest to the ground.

"Roar!"

In the strange roar, a peculiar power spread throughout the entire city.

Perfect Life's expression instantly changed dramatically as he cursed angrily:

"Fuck! This is fucking insane!"

"You really don't care about anything at all."

Saying this, he ignored the strange looks from the people before him and quickly flew away.

His figure flashed several times through space, instantly teleporting to a position he had predetermined earlier, and slammed both hands heavily onto the ground.

Boom—

A series of rumbling sounds erupted as the ground of entire Gen City suddenly wrinkled like orange peel, twisting violently.

The next moment, massive spikes shot up from the ground like steel-made thorny jungles, instantly impaling people in gruesome deaths.

And these thorns also emitted contamination, transforming people into demons.

The weak drawing swords against the weaker—the Hell Envoy had no intention of fighting Lu Ce to the death, but instead directed its final attack at the civilians!

A long roar like a dragon's cry pierced through the clouds at this moment. Perfect Life exerted strength throughout his entire body, silver lightning bursting from his eyes, golden light flashing all over him.

Rarely, he cursed out loud.

"Damn it, I really owe you one, coming here to work for you, you ungrateful bastard!"

At the same time, above the ground of entire Gen City, a pair of yin-yang fish Eight Trigrams phantom images covering the whole city appeared out of thin air!