novelraw Chapter 584: The Life-Burning Playstyle, Want to Make a Bet?
Chapter 584: The Life-Burning Playstyle, Want to Make a Bet?
After overloading, Pride originally had no desire to communicate with others, only the urge to suppress everything beneath him.
However, perhaps the previous mass suicide had slightly touched Pride's nature, prompting him to take the initiative and speak to Jiang Yuan at this moment.
And now, for Jiang Yuan, Pride's words were more effective than anything else.
That despondent, almost crumbling demeanor vanished in an instant, the fire in his eyes reignited, as if he had suddenly regained the vitality of life.
The departure of his seniors was meant to break the shackles in his heart, not to make him sink into despair and tears.
Battle intent surged anew. Looking at Pride, who was once again entangled with the Death Messenger, he said solemnly:
"Yes!"
"Then... Saint... Devil King? Am I now considered part of the Demon faction?"
At this moment, Pride stood with one foot on his Extreme Path Battle Axe, which in turn was firmly pressing down on the Death Messenger beneath him. Hearing this, he simply burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahaha! If the world were full of people like you, its demise would indeed be just a matter of time.""Already the sole survivor, yet still not weaned."
"Needing others' acknowledgment to know who you are!"
The golden face laughed uproariously towards the sky. Though his words were harsh, they carried an exceptionally free and unrestrained charm.
It made Jiang Yuan's pupils instantly tremble with shock, as if his lifelong spiritual belief had suddenly been shaken at this very moment.
Staring at the figure enveloped in demonic aura, he was momentarily stunned.
"Still listening to prophecies? It's truly laughable!"
"Choosing to believe in prophecies over yourself—I see you're just as mediocre as that bunch who killed themselves earlier."
Pride mocked loudly.
His mockery was different from that of Jealousy and Greed;
it wasn't meant to provoke anger but rather seemed like a disdain stemming from the soul.
Coupled with Pride's current characteristics, that condescending feeling could even stir up feelings of inferiority and guilt in people's hearts.
Just like Jiang Yuan right now...
If used properly, it could have been an excellent mental attack skill.
But Pride genuinely disdained using such methods.
Glancing down at the Death Messenger, from their current positions, it looked as if he were stepping on the other's face.
"No reaction? Surely you're not just this much?"
The Death Messenger's eyes erupted with uncontrollable fury. An overwhelming aura burst from her body, relying purely on brute force to break through finesse, sending Pride flying directly!
The golden figure shot into the high sky like a missile, becoming almost indiscernible in the blink of an eye.
The Death Messenger's long hair fluttered, her rage visible to the naked eye.
Previously being stepped on by this guy was mainly due to that soul-deep sense of fear, which made her momentarily forget to fight back.
It was only after he spoke that she suddenly erupted.
This made it seem like she was a mere puppet, acting only after "Sin" said something.
But clearly, her current strength was far superior!
The power of an entire world was now converging upon her. The buff from the [Saint] faction at this moment should be unprecedented.
Yet she didn't understand where that feeling of being suppressed from the depths of her heart came from, making what should have been a crushing advantage now make her look like a clown in others' eyes.
*Clang!*
A sword was drawn. Jiang Yuan, who had just regained his fighting spirit, instantly erupted. Seizing the opening during the Death Messenger's duel with Pride, he charged forward.
His blue sword stabbed heavily into the other's body, but it had no effect whatsoever!
The Death Messenger's current physical state was not something he could easily breach.
But the Death Messenger's mental state was breached.
Her ferocious eyes met Jiang Yuan's determined gaze for a split second before she swung her hand forcefully, swatting down at him.
*Boom!*
Amidst the deafening roar, Jiang Yuan's body was smashed into the earth. This land he cherished caught his body!
*Crack!!*
The ground instantly fractured, with dense cracks spreading for kilometers, as if the very surface of the earth trembled from the impact.
Jiang Yuan coughed up a mouthful of blood with effort, touched his collapsed chest, and fixed his gaze firmly on the Death Messenger in the sky.
The Death Messenger averted her eyes and actually laughed in anger.
She also didn't understand: what she offered were benefits, things he dreamed of in his prophecies, while that "Sin" was the one constantly insulting him!
Yet he wouldn't listen to her, instead stubbornly standing with that man destined to die!
"Heh... Hahahaha! You people of this world are all rushing headlong to your deaths!"
"Want to make a bet? Bet on how your so-called last hope will be shattered!?"
The Death Messenger shouted loudly at Jiang Yuan, who lay in the crater on the ground, looking half-dead.
From the perspective of a Divine Messenger, her behavior was truly undignified. Aside from formidable power, there was almost nothing praiseworthy about it.
Yet, looking up again, her heart trembled once more.
First, she still hadn't adapted to Pride's oppressive aura.
Second, that figure had leaped high into the air, tapped a motorcycle that had rushed over to serve as a mid-air springboard, spun a circle in the sky.
Now, with the battle axe held high overhead, the midday sun hung right behind him.
The sun's brilliance seemed somewhat dimmed, as if partially absorbed. Lu Ce's figure, silhouetted against the sunlight, cast a massive shadow on the ground!
Life Burning!
His entire energy level surged once more. Descending from the sky with a howling wind, at first glance, it looked like a falling star!
The Death Messenger steadied her heart, telling herself this overwhelming momentum was just an illusion, then hurriedly raised her hand. A layer of domineering purple light screen enveloped the sky.
The slowed space attempted to capture the airborne figure once again.
On the other side, Perfect Life's heart stirred. His finger suddenly flicked at this moment!
Pride's domineering figure directly traversed space, bypassing that domain, and charged to the Death Messenger's side, his battle axe ablaze with golden flames.
*Boom!*
The Death Messenger struck out hastily. The sky above the city lit up with light pollution-like brilliance. The shockwave from the explosion sent swarms of nearby angels tumbling chaotically.
She took a step back, her hand slightly numb, but was horrified to discover that although the opponent was sent flying by her, he was clearly much stronger than the last time.
Pride's voice rang out above her head in a relaxed, effortless tone.
"Since you said you wanted to bet earlier, how about making a bet with me too?"