Chapter 239 - 239 220 Cycle of Cause and Effect

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239: Chapter 220: Cycle of Cause and Effect 239: Chapter 220: Cycle of Cause and Effect Inside the Mother Goddess sanctuary, the fierce competition continues. One after another, lives are dragged into the cycle of “survival competition,” using their battles and lives as chips to gain the qualification to live. The losers among them become part of the statue of the Mother Goddess, also serving as “evidence” for the “new God” to prove the “logic of the world.” The ugly and vibrant tree is slowly growing, with more and more “cells” returning to the embrace of their “mother.” The concept of Life Mother Tree (Mother Goddess) and the principle of quasi-God simultaneously become reality, and the new God is being conceived. As for the “special agents” who have been in the Secret Realm from the start, the addition of new “players” has given them even more time, and more… moments of despair for their own powerlessness. “Is it too late now?” “It’s over, we can’t go on like this, but what else can we do?” The more professionals who understand the world, the more they clearly know how terrifying the “cat” on the stage, hosting the duels in a recitative manner, is, and the more they realize that the current situation is irreversible. But among the chaos, Captain Xia, in the corner, has not given up hope. “… If we could communicate with the outside world and get the Bureau of Anomaly Management to act. That’s right, there should still be special Taboo items at the headquarters that might be useful…” “Our bodies are unable to move, and the ‘rules’ here also limit our attacks, but we should be able to initiate a ‘challenge’ actively. This could be the chance of survival. But it’s meaningless to just find a weaker opponent to live on… ” She looks up at the sacred beast, which is the challenge she must face at the last moment. If death is ultimately unavoidable, she chooses to face it with open eyes. If she will still die in battle, she yearns to tear a piece of flesh from the culprit. Not far from her, Lei Huoren had a different look. Unlike other desperate “sacrifices,” he was calm, even somewhat indifferent. Only when the “gladiators” were sent onto the field and humiliated themselves in various ways for survival did he frown and close his eyes, as if he couldn’t bear to watch. “Our great Mother Goddess is very satisfied with our performance. She wants to see more brilliance and beauty. So, next, we will increase the number of gladiators. Come on, everyone can form combinations as they please…” Whenever the “sacred beast” casts its gaze to find the next victim, Lei Huoren would tense up slightly as the gaze touched him. But when the gaze of the hunting prey finally didn’t stop and merely swept past him, he, like everyone else, relaxed. Unconsciously, his face revealed a hint of regret… “Why hasn’t it ended yet? Why do I have to see all this?” ———- ———- If destiny has reason, then it is probably always tainted with a perverse sense of humor. In the Mother Goddess’s desperate situation, while his comrades were waiting in despair for their doomsday and facing their cruel fate together, outside, his former comrade was standing there across from him with a sword. “For what? For what reason?” Just a fleeting glance, and Xia Qin’s blood boiled. She couldn’t understand why the last of her comrades chose to betray her and the belief and justice they had always upheld. In response to her former classmate and comrade’s questioning, Lei Huoren just shook his head calmly. “For what reason? Must there be a reason? Well, maybe, I’m just… tired.” Tired? This perfunctory excuse immediately infuriated the girl. She lowered her body, her right hand holding a sword, ready to draw it. “… Put down your weapon and come back with me. I’ll vouch for you. ” she was making her last effort. Her old comrade, however, just shook his head and refused in action. “Hum!” In the next moment, the storm of Sword Qi erupted. As Lu Ping’an hurriedly fled, the blades clashed. “clang, clang, clang!” Metal collisions and silver lights from the cutting strikes and the golden sparkles met, Xia Qin, who had initiated the attack, looked on with disbelief in her wide-open eyes. Lei Huoren’s golden “finger” pressed onto the blade’s edge. As he applied slight pressure, it was Xia Qin, who was supposed to have the upper hand, that continued to retreat with trembling steps! “Clang!” The female Sword Saint suddenly spun around, her blade flashing four times, only to put some safe distance between them. She didn’t understand the current situation. Not only was Lei Huoren hiding his true strength, but the silver taboo blade was starting to show cracks… and he was only using one finger! If he had used the “Ice Blade” on his back, she might have understood, but overpowering a silver taboo item with just his flesh… this was truly an abnormal degree of strength. “Fourth-tier… fifth-tier.” Not only did Xia Qin sense the “Decree” from him, but it was a complete and mature form of Decree. “Well, I’ve just completed the Advancement ceremony. Over 8000 offerings pleased the god, and my Advancement went smoothly.” Lei Huoren calmly said. As he mentioned this, a smile flickered across his face. “Perhaps, I should thank you for always helping to hide my ‘Acheron’s Finger’, so I could advance smoothly to the fourth tier.” Being an executor of Allopos was Lei Huoren’s true profession; a combat profession that focuses on “fighting evil” and grows stronger with every slaughter, judgment, and execution. In the past, Xia Qin had indeed provided considerable help. In her eyes, Lei Huoren had taken this path due to his abnormal ability and, as a result, was overly aggressive. But as long as he didn’t stray from the righteous path, it would be fine… “Thank you for your care all this time, Captain Xia.” At this moment, when the door to treachery opened, the female captain’s trust was trampled on once more. Her once ever-confident eyes were, for the first time, filled with confusion. “Did I really make a mistake again… another mistake…?” “Slap!” A slap landed on her own face. The pain had its effects. The next moment, her swollen cheek regained clarity. She tightened her grip on her long blade, casting all distractions aside with those pain-filled thoughts. “…The Way of the Sword Saint, advancing without retreating, living in the face of death.” The whispers of her mentor blended into the midst of the battle. A true warrior only needs to consider how to wield their sword; reflection and misjudgment can wait until after the battle. Right now, the most critical thing was to take down the bastard in front of her! The faint silver glow returned to its pure state, the swirling blade light quickened, and the arm drawing the sword transformed into a phantom. At this moment, Xia Qin achieved another breakthrough! The earth was torn apart, and the surging Sword Qi formed its own hierarchy. At least a dozen silver lights intended to overwhelm the opponent’s fragile and small “finger” with sheer numbers. Facing the lethal Sword Qi storm and the woman’s eyes that shone once again, Lei Huoren covered his eyes with his free hand. Everything in his sight… “…is too dazzling.” The “Ice Blade” responded to its master’s will. Before the Sword Qi struck him, it awakened. “Aaah!” As her agonized screams echoed through the alley, the woman was helplessly skewered onto icy pillars. With the Rule-level frost wings spread out, the entire alley turned into a snow mountain. Caught in a daze, Captain Xia’s feet were frozen, and several ice pillars pierced through her body from bottom to top. Before her blood could cascade downwards, it solidified into chunks. The freezing cold and blood loss tasked her life. Facing a Rule-level weapon above the seventh-tier, the young little Sword Saint had no possibility of resistance. As the frost began to peel off Lei Huoren’s skin, he didn’t even can.gs>p’).’A look at his former captain. With cold eyes, he strode straight towards his target: the young man in a sick gown cowering in the corner. “Come with me. I don’t mind tearing off your arms and legs and just carrying you.” Lu Ping’an hesitated for a moment before reluctantly agreeing. As he passed by the “ice sculpture,” it seemed as though he was tripped by some ice on the ground, stumbling and almost falling over. Lei Huoren glanced at him, his icy gaze urging him on. When the two left the alley, the frozen woman seemed to have fallen into a hopeless situation. However, the silver glove that “accidentally” fell from Lu Ping’an’s chest and was then “accidentally” kicked hit the “ice sculpture’s” foot….

Chapter 239 - 239 220 Cycle of Cause and Effect

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