"All those flashy tricks are utterly useless. Killing you achieves the same result—obtaining the ’Emblem of Justice’—without any potential risks." Dark Crow of Profane Fortune smirked, recalling the experience from another destiny line.
He didn’t notice that the ’Secret Adept’ beside him was standing there, expressionless...
"The ’God of Justice’ has fallen, leaving only an emblem floating in the depths of the Void."
"Your fingers are just about to touch the ’Emblem of Justice’."
"But at that exact moment, curses, decay, evil, and various horrifying powers strike simultaneously, like a waterfall intending to drown you."
"It’s the Evil Gods of the ’Land of Prayer Light’ making their move."
"Although you were just fighting side by side earlier, and the reason the ’God of Justice’ fell so easily was largely due to your backstabbing, the temptation of an artifact suspected to be of a High Position was enough for them to reach a tacit agreement to encircle and attack you all at once."
"Ha, as expected of Evil Gods—they know nothing of gratitude."
"Your icy face shows a hint of mockery. You had long anticipated this outcome and were fully prepared, hurling the ’Iron Blood Spear.’ A surging torrent of crimson blood erupted, blocking the formless yet terrifying evil powers."
"An intangible shockwave rippled outward; a fierce collision ensued between the two forces."
"Though the Iron Blood Spear’s positional rank isn’t low—reaching ’epic-level’ status—when paired with the Iron Blood God, it holds a power not weak compared to the ’Angel God.’ Yet the sheer number of Evil Gods from the ’Land of Prayer Light’ was overwhelming. Under their collective onslaught, the crimson blood sea struggled to hold."
"The stalemate lasted only two or three breaths before the strange, decaying, cursed, and terrifying forces broke through the Iron Blood Spear’s defense and surged toward you."
"However, the brief window of obstruction created by the crimson blood sea had been enough to accomplish much."
"The [Emblem of Justice] was already in your grasp. Just as in the previous destiny line, the [Circle of Friendliness] and [Holy Redemption] ascended once more to quasi-legendary divine artifacts."
"You even had the leisure to use the power of ’Destiny Replay’ to activate the effect of the ’Dream Hidden World Clothes.’"
"Then your figure vanished into the depths of the Void, leaving those curses, decay, strangeness, and terrifying evil powers striking at empty air."
"Return it, you despicable foreign god! That belongs to us!"
A chorus of enraged howls echoed from the Evil Gods in the Void.
"To unleash their fury, they indiscriminately rained divine power onto the ’Child of Justice’ faction, a horrifying calamity playing out amidst the bloodline of the ’God of Justice.’"
With the [Emblem of Justice] back in hand and upgraded alongside the [Circle of Friendliness] and [Holy Redemption] into quasi-legendary divine artifacts, and also imbued with the effect of the ’Chain of Mercy,’ Dark Crow of Profane Fortune was in high spirits.
The ’Chain of Mercy,’ after all, belonged to a Fallen God in the land of challenge.
It seemed that after the ’Land of Prayer Light’s’ dungeon concluded, he could consider challenging it... though each teleport cost 10,000 Old Sacrifices, ridiculously expensive.
Just as Dark Crow of Profane Fortune was pondering this, the ’Secret Adept’ coldly spoke beside him, "My game character died—along with the ’God of Justice.’ The extent of the Evil Gods’ retaliation is incomprehensible."
Immersed in the thrill of his gains, Dark Crow of Profane Fortune was just about to utter "Is there trouble? Do you need help?" when the words froze on his tongue. Seeing the ’Secret Adept’s’ wooden, dejected, sorrowful, angry, and frustrated eyes, he suddenly understood.
This woman had no memory of the previous destiny line and knew nothing of the ’God of Justice’s’ schemes or the true nature of the ’Taboo Treasure.’ From her vantage point, his betrayal of their pact by assassinating the ’God of Justice’ for personal gain made him appear untrustworthy, dishonorable, immoral—an infuriating man.
If not for their incomprehensible power disparity, akin to a chasm, perhaps the ’Secret Adept’ would have already turned against him.
Thinking of this, Dark Crow of Profane Fortune felt a twinge of guilt...
After all, to be fair, the ’Secret Adept’ had been of significant help: chanting the complete divine honorific on his behalf, assisting with the investigation into Luo Fusheng’s identity and background, and even letting him stay in her house.
Yet in return, he’d not only orchestrated his game character to assassinate the ’God of Justice,’ but also berated her in real life—a rather underhanded move.
Confess the events of the "previous destiny line"? Tell the ’Secret Adept’ how barely escaping the House of Truth nearly cost him his life?
Dark Crow of Profane Fortune dismissed the idea in less than a second. Without a doubt, revealing the existence of the ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’ now...
It seemed the only option was recompense.
"I’m not someone who likes to apologize, and to be honest, a lot of what’s happened so far stems from reasons I can’t share but had no other choice about. Still, ’Miss Secret Adept,’ I owe you an apology for this matter, and I will make proper amends..."
Dark Crow of Profane Fortune paused, opening his palm to reveal a golden ancient book, "There are two forms of compensation. First... this divine artifact, called the ’Golden Law Book.’ It’s a quasi-legendary artifact that allows for the imposition of rules which both parties must adhere to. Any violator will be stained with the breath of disorder and punished by the layer of order."
He smirked to himself—after all, he had two copies of the ’Golden Law Book.’ Giving away one was inconsequential.