Each Took What They Needed

In reality, in a desolate mountain in Unknown Province and City.

The moonlight, like a white ribbon, dappled and embroidered the forest.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, startling the Hunter on the treetop.

Qu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, still filled with shock and surprise. He had encountered two "He"s in a Trials. Although neither of them were one of the sixteen supreme beings, who says that Subgod are not gods?

Especially Lord [Fool's Game], the [Nothingness] Subgod who bestowed upon him a servant contract, was, in Qu Yan's eyes, a master who was simply perfect and impeccable!

Although the contract, which is written invisibly on an A4 sheet of paper, looks like child's play, the pie in the sky that this big man is making is not far away at all!

In this Trials, he only did some insignificant work, no, not even insignificant. You know, any previous Trials was more difficult and complicated than this Trials, but this one required no effort at all, and the time to complete the trial was even compressed to one day!

One day!

In the peak matches, some people can't even figure out how to play on the first day, let alone pass the Trials!

And all he did was follow Lord [Fool's Game] to admire the splendor of [Deception], presumptuously play the role of some kind of [Decay] messenger, and then follow two other people. That was all the work he did, and all he got in return was a second Faith!

What kind of boss would make empty promises like this? This isn't just empty promises, it's practically pan-frying!

This pancake is still piping hot when it comes out of the pan!

Qu Yan laughed, a maniacal laugh.

Having been a member of the Worship God Society for so long, he finally saw a glimmer of hope for advancement. Of course, this advancement did not refer to standing out within the society, because with his strength, he was capable of ranking among the top five in the Worship God Society. The advancement here refers to finally getting on their good side.

Thinking of this, the Chameleon stretched out its hand. Its arm, which should have been the same color as the trees, was now covered with black cracks that exuded the smell of decay. This was the gift from [Decay]!

No wonder everyone wants to develop a second Faith. Although this second Faith does not bring additional talents, it can also provide the blessing of an additional profession, which is a huge improvement even at the peak level.

Although Qu Yan did not initially pursue "Decay", he is very satisfied at this moment.

After admiring his new skin color, he took out a feathered arrow from his spatial storage. With a slight activation of the [Decay] power in his hand, he transformed the arrow into a Withered Vine Thorn Arrow. Then, with a flash of brilliance in his eyes, he planted the thorn arrow into the tree trunk beneath him.

Suddenly, the power of Sudden Twilight erupted, turning the once lush trees into Rotten Wood in the blink of an eye. Seeing that the arrow's power was no less than that of a true dusk Hunter, Qu Yan's eyes grew even more fervent.

Praise to [silence], praise to [Decay], praise to the great... [Fool's Game] lord!

In reality, in an uninhabited area of an Unknown Province and City.

The campfire was blazing and crackling. In the flickering firelight, a burly man sat cross-legged on the ground, staring blankly at the flames with a fascinating expression, as if recalling some interesting Memory.

Soon after, someone arrived.

Before the sound was heard, the sword appeared. A giant sword, flowing with blood and flames, was suddenly thrust into the side of the campfire. The burly man looked forward in astonishment, only to see the newcomer walk up to him with an Indifference and sit down with a gloomy face.

The burly man blinked and said, "Damn it, Old Hu, what did the magistrate send you to do?"

"?"

The burly man was none other than Da Yi, and the newcomer was Grand Marshal Hu Wei. Upon hearing Da Yi's words, Hu Wei frowned and coldly asked, "What do you mean?"

Da Yi was taken aback, thinking it was normal that the other party didn't know, so he calmly recounted everything that had happened to him when he met Ultraman, ending with:

"Damn it, if I had known I could earn Faith, I would have become one of those black-robed actors too, and that Chameleon would have gotten away with it."

Hey, Old Hu, why are you so quiet again?

A squeak?

The moment Hu Wei heard Da Yi say that Cheng Shi was Ultraman, he didn't want to say a word.

He hadn't witnessed everything Da Yi had gone through firsthand, so he naturally didn't feel a strong sense of empathy. Even though Da Yi was shrewd and shouldn't be fooled, and his retelling did sound like Ultraman's style, the problem was...

How come my brother Cheng has so many identities?

He could be Zhen Yi, or Ultraman, but he can't be himself, right?

So what is so appealing about Cheng Shi's identity that even Ultraman would choose to impersonate him?

When did He begin to play this role?

Who is Cheng Shi from the Fool's Society?

Where did the real Cheng Shi go?

This is too much of a coincidence. Every time we encounter Cheng Shi, he has a different identity. So, are different people stealing his identity, or is he deceiving everyone?

But seeing Da Yi's confident demeanor, Hu Wei didn't want to refute him. Since the other party was so certain that this was Ultraman, whether it was or not, they could just ask him.

Didn't Da Yi also say that he was qualified to ascend to the [Chaos Divine Steps]? He should take this opportunity to go back and talk to Ultraman in that Temple...

Match the previous pair.

"Damn it, Old Hu, what are you thinking about with that gloomy face?"

"Does he know you're Light-Bending Phantom?"

"Who?" Da Yi was taken aback.

A strange light flashed in Hu Wei's eyes. He swallowed the name he was about to say and then changed his words to say, "That Chameleon."

Da Yi scratched his head. "Damn it, who cares if he knows or not? I think the adults have already trapped this person. I'm afraid there will be another mute at the next meeting."

"..." Hu Wei didn't say anything, he just nodded and said nothing more.

When Da Yi saw that Old Hu was silent, he realized that the other party had probably fought a tough battle. His face turned serious and he asked, "Damn it, who did you run into?"

"Lin Xi, he's combined [Annihilation], this is a bit troublesome."

"?"

Trials, in an unknown city.

In the blood-soaked basement, the six players, who were tied to the wall, opened their eyes one after another. After they could see each other clearly, a Pastry Chef easily broke free of his restraints and took out a vintage wooden box.

He smiled knowingly, picked up a cake from the wooden box, and then, in front of everyone, made the cake disappear into his palm.

"What bad luck, it seems some people won't be able to enjoy my pastries."

He then placed the wooden crate on the ground and greeted everyone politely:

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Mo Shu, and I am a Pastry Chef. I originally intended to treat you all to a meal, but an unexpected situation has arisen today, so I may not be able to attend to everyone. Please help yourselves and make yourselves at home."

As for me... I've run into someone I can't stand, and I'm probably going to throw a tantrum.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, Annihilation the ropes in front of him and releasing the player who was tied to the wall directly opposite him.

"Skeleton Cockroach, today I'll see just how many lives you have!"

Indeed, the player opposite the Pastry Chef was none other than Zhang Jizu with squinty eyes, but this Chosen of God Death had clearly forgotten about him. However, after seeing the other's Annihilation power, he nodded thoughtfully.

Since they are rivals, it's not surprising that they harbor hatred towards each other.

Zhang Jizu squinted and looked around. After recognizing his teammates, he suddenly realized:

"So it was you. It seems we had some unpleasantness when we met last time."

However, I need to correct something. Cockroaches' skeletons are naturally located on their body surface, so the term "skull cockroach" is a redundant and incorrect expression. I hope you will correct it next time.

Also, I'm not sure how many lives I have, but I think I'll have at least more than you.

"..." The teammates who were just watching the show suddenly became very interested in each other. The atmosphere at the beginning of the game was a bit too intense.

Mo Shu sneered and didn't waste any words with Zhang Jizu. Instead, he charged straight into the cramped underground space. For a warrior, no amount of talking could compare to the thrill of fighting.

However, if he could annoy his opponent during the battle, he was willing to use verbal abuse as a means.

"Ha, after I've dealt with you, I'll take your head and go meet that fate Fate Weaver surnamed Cheng!"

Mo Shu moved quickly, Annihilation all obstacles in his path and throwing a punch straight at the face of the squinty-eyed man. Zhang Jizu reacted just as quickly, seeing his opponent using fists and feet to close the distance, he instantly got into a fighting stance, ready to exchange martial arts techniques with his opponent.

Even the fastest-reacting Priest can't outrun a...

Assassin!

"Bang--"

Mo Shu's fist did not hit the squinty-eyed man's face, nor was it parried by the squinty-eyed man. Instead, it was blocked by a nimble Assassin reached out and stopped right in front of him.

Seeing this, everyone in the basement raised an eyebrow. Zhang Jizu's eyes narrowed further, and Mo Shu's face darkened as he turned to look at the Assassin who had unexpectedly intervened, coldly saying:

"You want to save him?"

"No, no, no, the Chosen of God of [Death] doesn't need my help. I just want to ask about that Fate Weaver you mentioned, surnamed Cheng..."

Could it be Cheng Shi?

Mo Shu's gaze sharpened, and he instantly retreated, staring intently at the other party without saying a word.

He squinted and nodded, replying slowly, "It's him."

The Assassin smirked, a pleased smile playing on his lips, "You and him...?"

"Not familiar with him." Zhang Jizu said expressionlessly.

"Oh, I see." The Assassin nodded meaningfully, then looked at Mo Shu and smiled, "Hey, Pastry Chef, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, but I can't remember. Anyway, what I want to say is, do you have a conflict with the little Priest?"

"So what if we have it?"

"Simple, if there is one, then just resolve the conflict, right?"

You said... right?

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a flash of dark light appeared, and a chaotic battle erupted in the dimly lit basement.

The power of Faith mingled and intertwined, and before long the entire space could no longer withstand the terrifying power fluctuations. With a "boom," it collapsed completely.