I Became Part of the Cutscene

The God of the Sky had lost his mind, and cracks covered his body. He had to rely on tentacles just to keep his human shape. But there was no denying it: even dead, he was still terrifyingly strong.

His punch tore through the air, its force condensing into countless blades of wind.

A direct hit might blow someone apart. Even if it didn't, the surrounding wind blades would slice them to ribbons, leaving no piece of flesh intact.

"Seriously, A Ming? You're going all out?"

Qin Chuan muttered under his breath and dodged the punch. On the way, he swept up every wind blade around it and absorbed them into his Shadow Domain. His new passive ability converted them into Shadow Domain energy, further expanding its range and strengthening its effects.

The God of Light's voice rang out again.

"You really are a fast learner. Even without a teacher, you've gained such flexible control over Shadow Power. In another era, you would surely have kindled Divine Fire and claimed a Divine Seat. Unfortunately, you've run out of chances."

Something stirred in Qin Chuan's mind. He kept circling the God of the Sky and called back, "We're out of chances just because you say so? Who do you think you are? You won't even face me directly. Your words aren't convincing in the slightest."

"What a crude attempt to provoke me." The God of Light sounded faintly amused. "But since you want to know, I'll tell you. Apocalypse's hunt cannot be defied. Your world has entered its final countdown, and nothing will change its end."

"Is that so?" Qin Chuan replied evenly, giving nothing away. "I'd say our chances are pretty good."

"And where would those chances come from? The fragment of the Arrow God's power you brought back across