Seeing that the surrounding pressure wasn't too great, Xie Antong twisted her body in mid-air, positioning herself at the periphery.
Over a dozen All-Seeing Eyes circled high above, shifting from a global perspective to focusing entirely on the Death Messenger alone.
Unexpectedly, Pride's performance had yielded an unexpected benefit.
This behavior of knowingly charging into an obvious trap had clearly unsettled the Death Messenger's mindset.
The more impatient the mindset, the more vulnerabilities appeared!
"I don't need any trump cards! I will personally execute you!"
"Remember, you're not qualified to speak with Death's messenger in that tone!"
On the other side, Perfect Life put away his Eight Trigrams and said with some exasperation:
"Seriously, why say that? If you execute him, how can he remember anything?"
Perhaps due to proximity influence, Perfect Life's speech now carried a tone that could infuriate people without consequence.
But his sarcasm was nothing compared to the humiliation from "Sin" in the Death Messenger's eyes, as all His rage remained focused on Pride.
The two severed hands automatically flew back, reattaching in front of Him, but the Manic Chain simultaneously pursued, flying back onto His hand.
He could no longer afford to care about the bracelet, instead clasping His hands together as a scythe reappeared.
All the death energy in this final city began frantically surging toward His body without pause.
From the looks of it, He truly intended to stake all His power in a direct confrontation with Pride.
But Pride knew this kind of creature lacked that kind of courage, yet he still raised his battle axe high, the Extreme Path Battle Axe humming with resonance.
Even though damaged, a Divine Weapon remained a Divine Weapon!
The sky had grown dim, and this collision between the two seemed to split the heavens into two colors.
Since the Manic Chain hadn't rolled matching patterns this time, nothing special occurred.
Amid the turbulent energy, the two stood as equals for now, each other's faces reflected in their pupils.
Objectively speaking, even with weapon superiority, the Death Messenger could still fight Pride to a standstill.
Moreover, as a Divine Messenger, He had absolutely no reason to retreat.
But for some reason, it felt like from long ago, even from a spectator's perspective, that Pride had thoroughly dominated Him.
Perhaps this was what they called presence.
At this moment, the Death Messenger could clearly see the disdain on the face of the axe-wielder before Him.
You haven't beaten me either?!
"You... what kind of look is that?"
"I know what's going through that broken brain of yours," Pride said slowly.
"Once standards are lowered, they become difficult to restore."
"From the moment you decided to use that final method, you completely lost the courage to continue fighting me."
"And even though I clearly stated I'd cooperate and let you use it, you doubted me with that weakling mentality, suspecting I might be deceiving you."
"Heh..."
"You've become useless in this game!"
Pride spoke all this in one breath, already treating the Divine Messenger before him with contempt, while casually twisting his Manic Chain again.
But this time, the Death Messenger found a way to break the situation!
Instantly severing His right arm, He threw the hand away, the Manic Chain flying through the air toward the Candle Dragon on the other side.
Then, His body flickered in place.
In reality, He instantly entered His Subspace, broke the Manic Chain's connection, and reappeared.
During this process, the Manic Chain automatically locked onto its next target—the Candle Dragon!
Seeing that He had broken this item's effect, the Death Messenger glanced somewhat triumphantly at Pride.
Only to discover that the other party viewed this action with even greater disdain.
Petty trick~
The bracelet expanded rapidly in the wind, instantly clamping around the dragon's head.
Ding!
The locking sound appeared instantly as three black knives simultaneously manifested above both Pride and the Candle Dragon.
An ink-black blade materialized from nothingness, immediately slashing toward the dragon head before it!
Simultaneously, it struck toward Pride with extreme speed, forcing Lu Ce to barely raise his battle axe to block the attack.
Boom!
The body that should have been cleaved in two wasn't actually severed due to the axe's defense, but transformed into blunt force trauma instead, shattering countless bones.
The Death Messenger stared in horror at the vanishing demon blade—the power to instantly slay a dragon?!
Lu Ce's body swayed in mid-air before he finally drank a high-level potion.
The suddenly shifting battlefield situation naturally caught everyone's attention, with Perfect Life instantly twisting his hands to restrain the dragon head that wanted to rejoin.
Jiang Yuan reacted immediately as well, spinning through the air and tossing Sun aside.
His shield and sword merged into a single longsword that descended from the heavens, instantly splitting the dragon head down the middle!
Half of a crystalline Beacon slowly materialized in the air.
All the New Saints, including Jiang Yuan, instantly began breathing heavily.
At this moment, the Death Messenger's heart skipped a beat, but He showed no reaction, charging forward to attack Pride again, only to be sent flying by an axe strike!
Lu Ce took out the other half of the Beacon and threw it toward the dragon head's location.
Like magnets attracting, the two halves merged into one!
The final Beacon, representing ultimate victory, flew toward the city's sealing location in this completely unexpected manner.
Just as all the New Saints stopped their actions, their eyes filled with hope, suddenly two streams of light shot toward the Beacon from left and right!
Energy converged simultaneously, knocking the Beacon away and preventing this final sealing.
Xie Antong and Perfect Life both looked up, exchanging startled glances.
In an instant, they understood—the other had pieced together the puzzle's solution.
Immediately, all the New Saints' eyes turned bloodshot!
At the same moment, someone else whose heart skipped a beat was... the Death Messenger!
His gaze, fierce enough to devour someone, fixed firmly on Xie Antong's back.
The next second, He heard that annoying voice of Pride in His ear.
"Showing your hand so obviously? The truth will surface quickly now?"
"But don't be afraid, I told you—I'll cooperate with you."