My God Is More Powerful Than Yours!

This sentence was like a blade hidden in its sheath, suddenly drawn and thrust into Lin Chen's heart, leaving him badly shaken!

*Amber actually wants to revive a god!

If the Holy Grail becomes complete, I'll have to face a god in its full form?

Is this really a battle an apprentice Card Master like me can fight?*

Amber seemed to see through Lin Chen's astonishment and explained:

"You're overthinking it. How could the great God of Wine possibly be revived with only the blood of some low-level Card Masters?

What I want to revive is merely a small fragment of the God of Wine's 'divinity.'"

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Although he did not know what divinity was, it definitely was not the God of Wine in his complete form;

then there was no need to be so afraid. Why did Amber always have to give him such a fright before getting to the point?

Lin Chen continued probing. "The Holy Grail actually has such extraordinary abilities?"

Amber said, "Do you remember the story you told me about the God of Wine and his lover?

The God of Wine turned his dead lover into a grapevine. In truth, he could not bear to let his lover pass away, so he made preparations to revive him;

hidden behind that story was a resurrection ritual:

brewing a person's flesh and blood into wine to complete the 'resurrection.'

This was the unique Blood Brewing Ritual of the Cult of the God of Wine, and the vessel it required was this Blood-Meat Holy Grail."

The Cult of the God of Wine actually possessed a "rebirth" ritual!

That was right. Lin Chen remembered now:

the God of Wine was the god of harvest, representing the ceaseless growth and reproduction of plants. In a certain sense, that was rebirth!

Moreover, the God of Wine himself was a god of rebirth. Ancient Greece had all kinds of legends about the God of Wine's resurrection:

the most famous version said that the God of Wine was killed at birth out of Hera's jealousy, so Zeus hid him inside his own thigh, where he revived and gestated him.

It was not strange that the God of Wine possessed the authority over "rebirth."

So this was Amber's ultimate purpose in arranging everything!

Lin Chen had finished finding out everything he needed to know;

it was time to give Amber an answer.

But Lin Chen merely smiled and said:

"Mr. Amber, you actually told me such highly confidential matters. You're certainly frank."

Amber replied, "I told you before. There's nothing I can't let you see."

Lin Chen said, "Now that I know so many secrets, it seems I can only join you...

Otherwise, you wouldn't let me leave alive, would you?"

Amber smiled without answering, which counted as an admission.

Lin Chen asked, "One last question. If I join, what about Chen Xiao Diao? What will you do with her?"

Amber said, "This child's personality is actually very suitable for becoming one of the Maenads' sisters;

but the sacrificial offerings are limited, and I can't wait until next time. She is destined to become the sacrificial lamb this time."

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I was still hesitating over whether your Cult of the God of Wine truly counted as an evil cult;

but since you intend to lay hands on her, then there's no question of letting you off!"

Seeing how decisively Lin Chen protected his own, Amber sighed and said:

"Mr. Lin, I have shown you more than enough goodwill;

China once had an old saying: 'If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit.'

Since you refuse to share this fine wine, I can only take the cup back."

The Maenads of the God of Wine circling nearby began slowly closing in on Lin Chen.

The originally peaceful and cheerful atmosphere gradually turned impulsive and frenzied...

Just as the Maenads were about to rush forward as one and tear Lin Chen apart,

Lin Chen suddenly laughed. "By the way, who told you that Card Masters are necessarily bad at fighting?"

The author had come with Amber to beg for votes and follows!

Amber said, "Or perhaps you're, like me, someone cherished by the readers. They personally passed these monthly votes to you, sparing you from the harm of contamination."

The real battle would begin in the next chapter! Please look forward to the thrilling and unpredictable battle to come! So remember to follow~

Thanks to: You Tian Dayi for 1 monthly vote, Zhi Rong for 1 monthly vote, and Old Times for 1 monthly vote!

Chapter 32: My God Is More Powerful Than Yours!

"Who told you that Card Masters are necessarily bad at fighting?"

The moment Lin Chen finished speaking, the Maenads of the God of Wine pounced!

A flash of green light appeared, and a staff spun in a wide arc through the air, sweeping all the Maenads away!

Wu Song had entered the stage.

Amber raised his brows slightly. "That's a Green Card? I underestimated you."

Lin Chen said nothing, merely continuing to play the fool while hiding the tiger within.

On Wu Song's side, he faced five Maenads alone;

he first stepped forward with both feet together and charged toward one of the Maenads, instantly seizing her wrist;

Wu Song's grip was iron-hard. How could the Maenad break free? With his other hand, Wu Song hoisted her by the waist and hips and hurled her toward the brewing barrels!

She smashed several wine barrels to pieces, and the heavy scent of wine burst out at once.

The other Maenads had sharp teeth and vicious claws, and they rushed forward to surround and hunt Wu Song!

Wu Song took a step back and slipped out of the encirclement, forcing the Maenads into a staggered formation, some in front and some behind;

then, relying on his height and long arms, he struck first with lightning speed, lifting the one at the very front with one hand and throwing her into the wine barrels as well, smashing her inside.

He then twisted aside, dodging the pouncing claws of the Maenads attacking from behind;

with another punch and kick, he knocked two Maenads down;

the first two Maenads struggled in the muddy wine barrels but could not get back up.

Only one remained. Wu Song grabbed the bun atop her head and crushed the evergreen wreath she wore into pieces;

as if taunting her, he seized her by the hair and flung her beside Amber, leaving the Maenad dazed and dizzy.

After a few exchanges, he had floored them all!

Wu Song had fought tough men all his life, but he fought fierce women too!

Once he had wreaked havoc in Happy Forest; now he was wreaking havoc at the God of Wine Banquet!

Amber frowned. The Holy Grail in his hand had already changed into a God of Wine Staff adorned with a gigantic pinecone.

He was going to fight personally!

Amber swung the staff toward Wu Song. "Crimson Embrace!"

The blood-red Grape Wine Liquid scattered across the ground gradually gathered, forming a gigantic vortex of wine that rolled toward Wu Song!

The Grape Wine Liquid was extremely viscous. Once it touched clothing, it was difficult to escape. Wu Song could not avoid it in time and was wrapped inside;

the scarlet, filthy wine drenched Wu Song until he became a "blood-soaked man."

Even so, Wu Song still relied on his Innate Divine Strength to forcibly break free of the wine vortex!

Seeing this, Amber immediately pointed the God of Wine Staff at Wu Song again. "Vine of Harvest."

Several thick grapevines in the plantation instantly swelled until they were as thick as bowls, twisting toward Wu Song like tentacles!

Wu Song had only just broken free of the wine vortex, and his movements were greatly slowed. Several Vines of Harvest bound him again;

all he could do was struggle to tear them apart, locked in a contest of strength with the ever-thickening vines.

The situation was not optimistic!

After all, Wu Song was only a Green Card at present. Faced with Amber's successive powerful spell attacks, he was helpless.

Amber softly chanted. Wine mist sprinkled over the fallen Maenads, replenishing their blood vitality and allowing them to stand once more.

The Maenads surrounded Wu Song and Lin Chen, beginning to circle while dancing and singing;

they were chanting the curse-song of the Dionysian Festival. The Maenads had begun performing the Blood Brewing Ritual!

They intended to use Lin Chen and Wu Song as blood sacrifices!

Amber spoke again. "This is the last mercy I will offer. Lin Chen, join our great cause!"

Lin Chen gritted his teeth. "From the moment you decided to sacrifice Chen Xiao Diao, that became impossible!"

Amber earnestly urged him, "You've only seen the sacrifice, not the gift.

I grant every person who is sacrificed the greatest pleasure!

We are not an evil cult. We do not offer sacrifices recklessly, without restraint or a bottom line.

The Cult of the God of Wine is extremely cautious when selecting offerings. We choose only those who have lost their joy."

Hearing the unfamiliar academic term, Lin Chen could not help asking:

"What does 'those who have lost their joy' mean?"

Amber said, "People like you and Chen Xiao Diao: solitary, isolated, unnoticed by anyone, with hearts full of resentment.

I investigated every one of your backgrounds:

Chen Xiao Diao is an orphan. She lacks love and attention, so she can only burn with blind passion, setting herself alight for warmth;

and you, Lin Chen, are solitary, taciturn, homebound, without social interaction or entertainment, completely absorbed in Card Creation. Am I right?"