novelraw Chapter 575: The Death Messenger Who Was Madly Humiliated
Chapter 575: The Death Messenger Who Was Madly Humiliated
Lu Ce glanced back at him, then checked his in-game messages.
The Saint faction's game interface had always displayed the city destruction progress, but Lu Ce hadn't paid much attention to it since the game began.
Anyway, it couldn't actually be destroyed to end the game, and during the period when the Death Messenger was hiding, the Saints had been sweeping through everything effortlessly.
The final destruction rate of this world was less than thirty percent.
This was already the result of the Demon faction completely abandoning all dignity, frantically slaughtering civilians while simultaneously destroying cities.
The city destruction progress itself carried higher weight for human lives.
Now, that number began showing a noticeable increase!
[Current City Destruction Progress: 30%!]
[Current City Destruction Progress: 31%!]
The destruction rate quickly reached thirty percent, and within just a few minutes, it rose to 31!The digits after the decimal point were also rapidly changing.
You have to understand, after fighting for so long, there had never been such rapid change!
On the global battlefield, Perfect Life's main opponent was that Candle Dragon, while Xie Antong flitted like a butterfly among the New Saints.
Her approach was all about looking very diligent while actually putting in minimal effort.
Especially now.
After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, all the New Saints felt restless and uneasy, after all, this was their world.
And whether this sudden change would shatter that glimmer of hope was something they didn't dare contemplate carefully.
Yet even in this situation, Xie Antong maintained her fifty-fifty approach, not causing any effective casualties at all.
Since her external appearance wasn't focused on aggression anyway, no one could really complain.
Seeing the Saints showing some signs of panic, she flew through the air while casually remarking:
"Only noticing now? How slow."
"Betrayal from within is always the most serious problem, no matter when it happens."
From the beginning, she had suspected that with so many people participating in this game, there might already be spies planted by the Divine Messenger among them.
Whether they were promised benefits or weren't normal players to begin with, both were possible.
The Death Messenger on the other side had grown accustomed to hearing such remarks, as if she had accepted that this person could guess many things and would speak them without restraint...
Meanwhile, taking advantage of this distraction to ease the situation slightly, she cut off her own hand again, trying to free herself from that Manic Chain.
"It seems your personnel have issues."
"Actually, it makes sense. Perhaps you're such a failure as a Saint Lord that people think you can't possibly win, so someone wants to leave."
The Death Messenger had barely finished speaking, trying to sow some discord, when she instantly faced fierce backlash.
"Traitors deserve death! They're the ones who should die!"
Jiang Yuan said sternly. Clearly, this level of provocation meant little, especially for fanatics.
Wiping blood from the corner of his mouth, he turned to look at Pride, seemingly waiting for the Saint Lord's next command.
However, he received no orders at all.
Pride showed no trace of surprise at this moment. Instead, his golden mask displayed profound, concentrated disappointment.
Even his body language suggested a lack of energy, as if he couldn't muster any strength.
"Is... that all?"
He looked at the Death Messenger before him with disappointment, not even bothering with his Manic Chain anymore.
"Your so-called method that could supposedly kill me."
"Is just planting a few useless pawns to slaughter some people and increase your power?"
Pride shook his head, even putting down the axe in his hand.
"How boring..."
"You've been hiding like a coward for so long, and this is the answer you give me!?"
By the end, Pride's expression even showed some anger.
Death Messenger: ???
What?
He didn't understand where the other party's anger was coming from.
That he could draw power from death wasn't difficult to guess.
But why did he seem so certain that he had a method to kill him, and even appeared expectant about it?
"That shouldn't be it!" Golden streams of light gathered in the air. After clashing with the Candle Dragon once more, Perfect Life came to Lu Ce's side.
"His methods probably aren't related to this matter."
"But we can't ignore it either. Send some people over."
As he spoke, he looked toward the New Saints, but he felt that unless Lu Ce spoke, these people wouldn't move at all.
"I'll go."
Just then, Chiyo Eine below spoke up.
During the previous battles, she had been clearing out the demons below - simply put, killing minor monsters.
Helping "Sin" fight against Blank made her quite uncomfortable. This was a perfect opportunity to leave the battlefield.
"But you seem to be our main area-of-effect damage dealer."
"That's not my concern."
After speaking, Chiyo Eine transformed into flowing water and disappeared. Simultaneously, seven of her clones appeared in the other seven cities!
Watching the emergency responder disappear, Perfect Life opened his Eight Trigrams calculations again, shook his head, and said to Pride:
"Your victory probability is still very low. If it's really because of this reason, the crisis might already be resolved."
"His trump card remains hidden."
Pride seemed to regain some hope as he turned to look at the Death Messenger:
"Is that so?"
He and Perfect Life weren't hiding their conversation at all, and every word reached the Death Messenger's ears.
At this moment, his beautiful face contorted somewhat, his expression quite ferocious.
He seemed to have suffered immense humiliation, exceptionally furious.
How... his proud scheme seemed known to everyone, and they all knew he still had backup plans!
That Pleasure woman earlier was one thing, but now even this Perfect Life knew.
And this "Sin," while clearly understanding the situation, showed no precautions at all - instead, he seemed unusually excited.
Why!
He had thought earlier that the other was bluffing, but now it seemed he genuinely anticipated his methods.
This situation made him lose confidence. He clearly didn't know what specifically would happen? How could he be so bold!
"You arrogant fool!"
The Death Messenger was so angry his eyes seemed about to burst, grinding his teeth as he spat out these words.
Watching his appearance, Xie Antong found it somewhat amusing. She shook her head, thinking to herself:
"Do you know why he looks down on you so much?"
"Because in Pride's eyes, you are not his challenge, nor some calamity - you are the stepping stone for his ascent!"