Lu Ce descended from the sky amidst explosive smoke and dust, his golden cape fluttering in the wind.
It was as if he had come to take over the battlefield.
Everything happened too quickly, leaving the numerous watching players stunned.
What kind of plot development was this?
Was the wedding still happening or not?!
Lu Ce stood atop a massive boulder, gripping the hilt of his golden weapon with one hand, veins bulging as he clearly exerted immense force.
The entire palace seemed to stabilize under his stomp and grip!
An intense golden aura suppressed everyone present. Weaker players found their breathing affected, becoming labored and strained.
Even Xie Antong regained some semblance of rationality under this overwhelming pressure.
Her emotions were complex, momentarily indescribable.
Lu Ce surveyed his surroundings, and wherever his mask turned, everyone bowed their heads in unison—including frontline players like Shui Zhongmeng.
That instinctive reverence was nearly impossible to resist at first glance.
"What's going on?" Lu Ce turned to Xie Antong. "Keep it brief."
"Our previous assumptions were slightly off," Xie Antong quickly explained. "The one possessed or controlled by a deity wasn't the prince—he was just an ordinary man all along."
"It was the princess herself! When we say the princess is this world's supreme will, it means she actually represents a god."
"Her confusion and madness were her own consciousness struggling against the foreign soul occupying her."
"Her love wasn't for another person—not that the prince wasn't human, but that she herself was split! Both love and hate were her own choices and struggles. My guess is she truly loved him, but the god sought to exploit that love for its own purposes. As for the hatred... perhaps it was her own self-brainwashing—"
"Skip the process. I don't care," Lu Ce interrupted. "Just give me the conclusion."
"And let me remind you—I am this world's supreme will!"
At that moment, the prince—who had been slumped on the ground, hovering between life and death—finally spoke.
By all rights, his injuries should have killed him from blood loss long ago, but his physique was far from ordinary, enduring the agony until now.
After giving the princess one last tender look, he addressed Lu Ce:
"If you want the direct solution..."
"Would you mind sending me off first?"
Lu Ce nodded without hesitation.
"Safe travels."
In the next instant, Hell's Roar materialized in his hand, cranked straight to third gear and aimed at the prince.
BOOM!
The prince's body vaporized instantly, leaving not even ashes behind.
This method even eliminated any possibility of resurrection!
The prince died with a smile. He knew asking the woman who loved him to kill him would be too cruel.
Fortunately, someone came to help.
The princess was stunned, watching as the terrifying explosion flattened the White Jade Platform. She collapsed to the ground.
Her blank stare at the devastation soon produced tears of blood.
"I suggest you mourn him after you're dead. Don't waste his sacrifice," Lu Ce's voice cut in callously.
The princess's hollow eyes flickered toward the golden mask as she rasped:
"Help... help me... help this kingdom."
"I resisted... we tried... I remember now..."
"We just... failed. After so long..."
"That's enough," Lu Ce interrupted again, merciless. "Your past, your pain, your struggles—I don't want to hear any of it."
"Show me what you wanted me to see earlier. No more delays."
"Let it out!"
The princess looked at him with disbelief, then gratitude, before nodding.
"Th... thank you..."
Then her head suddenly dropped as if her neck had snapped.
After a long pause, it wobbled again.
"Heh heh heh..."
"How fascinating. I never expected this development. Truly astonishing."
"You... what are you—?!"
The "princess's" expression instantly twisted with madness—clearly something had taken over—but before she could finish, her pupils dilated!
Facing her was an overwhelming shadow, like a thundercloud crashing down!
Lu Ce didn't even bother with formalities. With a roar, he mustered all his strength, gripping his weapon with both hands to swing the massive boulder!
This object—far heavier and denser than ordinary rock—served as a seal to contain something, making it incredibly durable.
When swung, it became a hammer many times Lu Ce's size, smashing down with impossible force!
The sheer power defied description—like hurling Mount Tai to crush the North Sea!
The "princess" was caught off guard. Seeing the incoming attack, she didn't even consider blocking—her instinct was to flee!
She barely dodged aside, rolling over a dozen meters away.
BOOM!!!
The deafening impact collapsed the entire palace platform, sending everyone stumbling.
The "princess" stared at the ruins where she'd stood, then her face darkened.
Wait—that made no sense!
She shouldn't fear such an attack! Just a mortal's strike—why had she instinctively dodged?
What was happening?!
Meanwhile, Lu Ce now radiated golden light, his domineering arrogance permeating the area. Several players immediately fled toward the castle's lower levels.
What tier of combat was this?!
Pink light gradually suffused the air as another overwhelming presence emerged. Everyone felt their hearts soften, as if immersed in a sweet dream.
The "princess" stood up, visibly displeased, smoothing her hair.
A term inexplicably surfaced in everyone's minds simultaneously:
—Chosen of Lust!
With one step forward, terrifying divine pressure sought to force all to their knees.
"Do you know who you're facing?" The princess's voice was gentle yet brooked no dissent.
THUD!
Lu Ce slammed the boulder down, golden light erupting like a geyser. Against her suppression, his aura only intensified.
"Do you know who you're facing?!" He threw her words right back.