700. Chapter 700: Rebellion (Extra update, please vote for monthly tickets)

The essence of a [Fate Player] lay in challenging fate!

Prophecy was also part of the domain of fate.

Therefore, from a professional standpoint, [Fate Players] naturally countered prophet-type professions!

Although Sulu was only Rank '4', while the High Prophet was at least Rank '5'! A legendary professional!

"The Rank 5 ritual for a [Fate Player] is to challenge a situation where death is nearly certain!"

"Now... I'm in the middle of the ritual. Aside from this, I've already prepared everything else... As soon as the ritual begins, I can advance!"

Sulu's thoughts raced.

The moment he uttered the four words 'Fate Play: Reversal,' a ferocious Ghost Face appeared in the void.

It was a pale mask, its expression twisted in pain.

Suddenly, its mouth split open, a ring of vivid red staining its edges. The area around its hollow eyes turned black, giving it an inexplicably comical appearance.

The pale mask abruptly transformed. With eerie intent, it bit into the void, seeming to seize the phantom of some Ouroboros.

Boom!

The scene changed.

Sulu opened his eyes.

He was now, astonishingly, a Rank 5 [Fate Player]!

The instant-death prophecy had not affected him in the slightest, but on the other side, the female prophets cried out as they watched the High Prophet slowly collapse.

—She was dead!

The instant-death prophecy had been reflected back, and the High Prophet had clearly failed the check.

"You... you killed the High Prophet?"

The female prophets screamed, their voices warped with indescribable terror. "How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible..."

Sulu straightened up. The Ghost Mecha cast off its previous sluggishness and once again erupted with terrifying ripples of power.

Rumble!

The hall shook. Vines shattered one after another, and cracks spread across the walls.

Traces of decay and erosion clearly appeared throughout