Qin Chuan suspected Angeles had acquired Richardson's talent.
It would not have been surprising.
That was how the Illuminati operated.
In fact, after Apocalypse Descent in his previous life, the Illuminati had hunted down plenty of players, stolen their talents, and transplanted them into their own members.
There was precedent for it.
Apocalypse Descent had not happened yet, but Qin Chuan would not have been surprised if the same thing was already going on.
If that was the case, Qin Chuan knew what Angeles was counting on.
With a stolen SSS-Tier Talent in hand, Angeles probably figured losing his Spokesperson title would barely hurt. The boost from the talent would more than make up for it.
Of course, given Angeles's personality, he would never submit quietly. He probably had other trump cards, too.
Qin Chuan even suspected Angeles wanted to steal his talent as well.
Perhaps that was why Angeles had come after him so brazenly.
Qin Chuan considered it, but his hands never stopped moving. He unleashed skill after skill, leaving the Naga Queen and Siscardin in a sorry state.
The two had fought him together all this time, yet they still could not pin down this mortal. Instead, they were the ones taking a beating.
Siscardin could even hear Kashiliuwu sneering from the Void.
You think you can challenge my position as champion with skills like that? You're not good enough, Siscardin.
The Naga Queen was growing irritated too.
She heard the Ancient God's displeased murmurs.
If she failed to bring down this mortal, her good days would be over.
The Naga Queen and Siscardin exchanged a glance and quickly reached an understanding.
They had to go all out and kill this mortal.
Qin Chuan immediately felt their attacks grow fiercer. Honestly, though, it still was not enough.