Give Me Back My Stacks

The hand slipped inside him from behind, fingers spread wide, and gripped his heart, his Godhead.

Then, the hand abruptly withdrew. His heart was taken away, and at the same time, his strength rapidly diminished, like the receding tide, like a withering flower.

This Godhead is not something that anyone can grasp or capture.

In theory, it is the embodiment of the beliefs of all beings, the manifestation of the rules they believe in, and the core of existence itself.

If he could be so easily controlled and imprisoned, how could he possibly Resurrection infinitely in the Undead Sea?

His ashes were scattered long ago!

In this arena, there is only one person who could strip him of his Godhead.

"Mu Ri! I'll fuck your mother!"

Lawson reacted instantly, his eyes wide with fury, and he swept his soul vision across the area.

The gray figure was not far away, holding a gray, pulsating object in its hand. That object emanated an aura of the same origin as him; it was his heart, his soul, and everything he was.

"Give it back to me!!"

Lawson used [One-Frame Turn cfg], a technique he could only use once in his life, to look at the expressionless Mu Ri who was gripping the Godhead Mu Ri.

Mu Ri ignored him. He began to create distance and rushed towards the Undead Sea. The gray figure grew farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, in the Void.

"Fuck your mother!"

Lawson continued to roar, his heart-wrenching roar shaking the entire Void. He didn't even pay attention to A Mu Yingdou was already charging towards him, and went straight after Mu Ri.

He instantly understood what Mu Ri wanted to do.

This thing from the underworld! Just now! Right before his eyes, it fused four Godhead! Something's wrong with him!

My Godhead! That is my Godhead!

"Fuck your mother, that son of a bitch! Give me back my Godhead..."

But the Mu Ri situation is far beyond what Lao Sen can catch up with.

"... Your Mu Ri, I beg you! Please give me back my folded paper!" Lawson pleaded when he saw that his pursuit was fruitless.

Dignity? What is that?

Compared to life and strength, those are the most insignificant things.

The Lord of the Undead wept in anger.

A Mu Yingdou, following behind, couldn't hold back any longer upon seeing this scene and began to remotely interfere with Mu Ri, as the blood-gold light began to flash in the Void once again.

"Damn it, stop running! Give it back!"

The most bizarre sight on the field has appeared.

Originally on the same side, the Lord of the Undead and Mu Ri began a chase and hide-and-seek game. Originally enemies A Mu Yingdou and the Lord of the Undead united their forces, determined to Mu Ri Megumi!

The Origin Star military system and the Life Tree, responsible for external interference, did not hesitate to include the Lord of the Undead in their attack range. Artillery fire and piercing branches fell indiscriminately on everyone.

Meanwhile, in the areas where the Zerg had been cleared, Swarm surged forth again. These black waves emerged from the cracks in the Void, dense and overwhelming. The dense Undead Sea, now without a controller, descended into chaos; the Undead no longer gathered in an organized manner but began to devour and merge with each other.

Chaos erupted on the field.

Amidst this clamor, Mu Ri had already entered the depths of the Undead tide.

In that instant, Lawson had a strong sense of foreboding, something more Essence. He felt that he would lose something important in the next second.

The next moment, he saw a scene that seemed familiar.

The tide of the Undead, which he controlled and commanded, began to turn to dust, centered on the spot where the Mu Ri had disappeared.

Circle after circle, vanishing silently. Those once surging Undead, those once loyal soldiers, those fuels that once provided him with endless Resurrection, are turning into Ethereal.

Just like when A Mu Yingdou, all the surrounding Zerg were drained of energy, the trillions of Undead he gathered were gradually absorbed from the center, turning into useless powder.

At the same time, Lawson felt that he had completely lost control and perception of his Godhead.

He stopped, hovering in the Void, staring intently at the center of the Undead Sea.

There, a man wearing Laurel Crown appeared.

A book that resembled the flag of the Tracing Light floated beside him, its silvery-white pages turning in the Void, emitting a faint glow.

Scholar.

Survivors of the Suguang Civilization.

He is recklessly using his Godhead and squandering his assets.

The energy drawn from the Undead Sea, the Authority stripped from the Four Knights, and the faith borrowed from the Mu Ri all Burn in his hands, radiating a dazzling light.

Lawson was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what had happened and laughed.

"Ha ha—" The hoarse, manic laughter echoed through the Void, "I am the Protagonist of this war..."

He paused, his maniacal laughter abruptly stopped, and he became utterly dejected.

"Heh, I am a pawn in this war."

On the surface, A Mu Yingdou seems nonchalant about Mu Ri's escape and the theft of her Godhead, but in reality, she takes this battle very seriously.

Just as the tide of Undead began to Annihilation on a massive scale, a blue, dazzling light, as bright as Fixed Star, suddenly shone from his waist. The light was not blinding, but so profound that it was impossible to look away; if one had to describe it, it was like a flame Burn beneath a layer of ice.

That was a complete set of armor.

Forged from an unknown substance, it flows with a serene and majestic luster like the Deep Sea. The sapphire plates that shimmer with a faint light refract thousands of golden rays from the Fixed Stars, each one like Stars in the deep sky.

The streamlined, massive shoulder armor resembled a giant wave, both heavy and pretentious, as if bearing the weight of the entire Ocean. Faint, pale blue energy mist seeped from the gaps in the armor, slowly Diffusion in the Void, dreamlike and ethereal.

Anyone who sees this armor has a strong premonition that its owner is about to save the world.

A Mu Yingdou stretched out his hand, and the armor materialized as if it were alive. The armor plates conformed to his body, the joints snapped shut, and the mask closed. The whole process was silent, yet carried a solemn, Ritual quality.

"Armor! Combine!"

The shattering of the Demon Armor granted him a temporary invincible Attribute, which was his Talent —after the armor shattered, his body gained power far exceeding that of the armored state for a short period of time.

However, the effects of Talents cannot be stacked, which means that once you are enjoying the effects of Talent, you cannot activate that Talent again.

But he could easily put on another layer of armor.

"This armor set is one I specifically sought out and crafted; it only provides an all- Attribute boost, approximately 20%."

For the others in his Survival World, this armor was basically useless.

Because their physical bodies are not powerful, all their resources and systems rely on various all-powerful armors.

Therefore, this kind of top-tier artifact, which provides a fixed multiplier to Attributes regardless of the time for Survivors in most other worlds, is very weak for the Armor System.

But for A Mu Yingdou, it was his strongest and final move.