Chapter 339
Oh?
Yuki raised an eyebrow. Only he had ever seen the appearance of the Witch God. It was a Giant shrouded in black robes, standing at least twenty meters tall. Recalling the battle when he escaped from the mausoleum, this Giant had transformed into the 'Giant of Light,' whose size could change.
"Okay, I understand. Add it to your watchlist."
By betraying his own kind, Yuki gained more confidence and strengthened his resolve.
"Make the 'Fighter' move from C2 to F3 slower."
"The 'superhumans' can move now; they can find traces of Yomi lingers and lead the Judge there."
"'The End World' is advancing towards Sector G7. Tell them not to be afraid; the Witch God will not take any risks before dealing with the two Monster IV players."
After the Ocean's Chosen was wiped out, there are now three factions and ten players remaining: Fighters, End World, and Mutants. Their appearances and abilities have been shared with Yuki, who has actually found some familiar faces.
There's a fat guy in the fighting game who's so recognizable; he's Chang Koehan from the King of Fighters series.
In the End World, there is a mage whose abilities are very similar to the crystal magic in the Elden Ring.
The superhumans are even simpler; their faction name tells them they come from the world of superpowers.
"Okay, I'll contact you again in half an hour." Hiyori one, and when the special timer expired, the 'chat room' naturally crashed.
Unfortunately, this feature requires a half-hour break every ten minutes.
Yuki sighed. He hadn't finished explaining yet. If they could maintain the Shared Reading, they could outmaneuver their enemies. Unexpected things could easily happen during this downtime.
Fortunately, I can know the Judge's location in real time.
He held the main switchboard of the Spirit Particle Communicator, a Chaos Item whose function was to track the location of each extension within a 200-kilometer radius.
The Northwest, ten kilometers away from me, is blocked by countless palaces, which are completely invisible to the naked eye.
With the information completely transparent, Yuki remained calm and composed, raising his hand to signal Frieren and Rita behind him to stop.
The players in the Tower of Asura also dispersed. The Soulless Ones sent by Hiyori took over to cover the few members of the Demon Extermination Squad, while Yuki led two others to wander around outside.
"Why hasn't the Witch God come to find us?" Rita leaned against the wall, her small face tense. She could feel the majestic gaze of thunder surveying the earth.
"Because of speed, the Witch God is also a smart man. He knows that those Soulless Ones are no different from ordinary people. If they move too fast, He will test them." Yuki shrugged. This speed difference was also intentional.
The Witch God already knew the players had spread out, and instead became even more cautious. Who knew which cloud of fog might be hiding the main force, ready to jump out and blow his head off?
"Are you trying to prove you're smarter?" Frieren glanced at him sideways.
"Isn't that right?" Yuki shamelessly accepted the praise, paused for a moment, then nodded slightly to Rita: "The Soulless Ones are all admirable, truly fearless of death."
This chaotic plan was accompanied by sacrifices; each time the Witch God broke through a layer of mist, it represented the death of Soulless Ones.
"Everyone was prepared before entering the tower. I just hope my sacrifice will be worthwhile," Rita said sullenly. She still didn't know what Yuki was planning.
"I guarantee they will die a worthy death." Yuki didn't explain. It's like a fisherman baiting a spot; if you want to catch a big fish, you have to offer enough benefits.
It's about time; if we keep leading them in circles, the two Judge will become suspicious.
Looking at his watch, there were still 35 hours left. Observing the frequency of the lightning flashes, the Witch God became more and more decisive in his actions.
Yuki leaned against a pillar in the palace, gazing into the distance with her Devil's Vision. She could see a void approaching, and her mind automatically recalled information.
Belongs to the End World, Crystallizer.
Hiyori read that he had a private conversation with the Judge, so he must be a player who was determined to stand on their side, and for some reason, the two sides had a very high degree of mutual trust.
You're the one who lights the fuse.
Yuki made a gesture, took out his invisibility cloak and hid it behind a pillar, his gaze following the steps downwards, across the straight and wide avenue.
Several kilometers away lies that enormous mausoleum.
Damn it, why am I the one leading the way?
The Crystallization Archmage Carmelo cursed, the ever-growing mausoleum bringing immense pressure.
That's right. Several Soulless Ones had gone to deliver meat before, making the Witch God think that the mist near the tomb was more like a false target. But this was not safe. Considering the huge difference in strength between the two sides, his companions wouldn't even have a chance to come to his rescue.
I don't want to be buried with a doll.
He glanced at the boy beside him; the Soulless Ones were just like puppets, never speaking, and the players dared not do anything to them.
Whether it's mind control or truth serum, once a pure soul is corrupted by Transcendental Grade power, the Witch God can immediately sense it, and the mist becomes like the emperor's new clothes, losing its meaning.
The Judge has worked with the Blasphemous King, so he probably won't betray me.
At this point, he could only hope that his master had enough influence. Looking at the palace ahead, that was the Limit of the search; he wouldn't do anything further.
"Go back as soon as possible. If we can stall for another 30 hours, we can force those two Judge to lead us to fight the Witch God."
No player is seriously searching; they're not fools. The Judge needs to eliminate the target before returning, and before that, they'll at least have to beat the Witch God half to death.
Anything beyond the mist's range would be locked onto by the Witch God, so Carmelo dared not use the puppet and ascended the steps, holding the crystal staff.
Because he dared not use any props or skills, he was very unaccustomed to searching with his naked eyes, and was determined not to go in. He considered it his duty to just take a look at the entrance.
Those women really came up with the idea of having a mage locate a target with the naked eye.
Carmelo pursed his lips, his gaze sweeping over the top of the steps, before he froze on the spot.
He saw a purple-haired girl sitting in the palace. She, too, dared not use any skills or items, and simply turned her head instinctively.
Upon meeting, both were utterly bewildered. Instinctively, they raised their staffs, but neither could unleash a devastating spell.
As the 'impurities' spread, the Witch God can identify which player is beneath the fog within a millisecond.
The two Soulless Ones were ignored, and the atmosphere became strange and awkward. But just then, a shadow flickered behind them, and the blond boy suddenly darted out. His fierce killing intent made Carmelo make a choice immediately.
"Target spotted! Come save me!"
In the distance, Deidara, who was gazing at the city, had a slight change in expression. He dared not use the clay bomb for Reconnaissance. Even though his level 7 physical ability allowed him to see dozens of kilometers away, finding the target with the naked eye was a pipe dream.
Just as he was feeling down, his eyes suddenly lit up with wild joy.
"Finally found that bastard."
In his ecstasy, Deidara completely forgot the second half of Carmelo's words, while Ulquiorra, less excited, took out a mirror, the surface of which reflected the final scene.
The blonde hair and the knife match the intelligence; the purple-haired girl is likely a player using 'Aether Particles'.
Did they split their forces as well?
That's quite normal; players of the Tower of Asura already possess an unknown number of Soulless Ones.
"It seems we're on the same page. The aura was only leaked for a moment, so the target must have some kind of spatial manipulation device."
"No wonder he dared to make a move; there's a chance of escaping surveillance under the fog." Deidara said, grabbing the Soulless Ones. "Let's go quickly; we can't go at full speed. Maybe we can still catch up."
The Witch God wasn't stupid; a fog of mist moving too fast couldn't possibly be done by a decoy.
"No rush, let's wait a bit longer." Ulquiorra grabbed his impatient companion, still harboring a last shred of doubt.
He couldn't understand why the Soulless Ones would stand on the opposing player's side. Was this a double bet, or were they colluding?
Deidara gritted his teeth in impatience, growing increasingly annoyed by his companion's caution. If he didn't rush over and engage the target now, when would he? Once the two sides started fighting, the Witch God would definitely sit back and watch the show.
Moreover, the enemy has split up their forces, and the target only has one mage by his side; how could he possibly be a match for the two of them?
"Mr. Judge, Lord Carmelo has encountered his target, in the southeast direction!"
At that moment, Hiyori's voice came through the Spirit Particle Communicator. Carmelo also had a Spirit Particle Communicator, and the report he had just received was directly transmitted to Shiina Hiyori.
But Ulquiorra was cunning; he had secretly placed the 'Realm of Reality' on the mage beforehand, so he received the news earlier.
The final test: if Hiyori didn't deliver the message, then there must be a trap, but the girl was very honest.
'Unless they're in cahoots to deceive us, but that's highly unlikely. The Blasphemous King behind the Crystal Mage has cooperated with us before; he wouldn't side with a weak faction.'
What a naive player! It's a real shame to throw away such a useful item.
"Received, we'll be right there." A slight smile finally appeared on the young man's cold face as he nodded to the impatient Deidara: "Send the final fax to all the lords. Return immediately after the trial of the target."
After a long period of torment, he finally saw a glimmer of hope. Time was running out, and he could no longer be cautious, otherwise he would have to wait until the mausoleum to meet him again. But who knew what might happen in those 30 hours?
The two took the Soulless Ones and left immediately, not daring to go too fast. If they were intercepted by the Witch God halfway, it would be disastrous. They could only pray that the Crystallizer would hold on a little longer.
As soon as the target appears, they immediately go up and unleash full firepower. Unless the Witch God is stupid, he will never interfere.
As for the relationship between the blond youth and the black-haired swordsman with the 'Aether Particles', we'll have to wait until the war starts to find out.
Not daring to use any detection tools, their vision was blocked by buildings. The two were anxious but dared not go too fast, and could only judge from the rolling clouds that the Witch God had not made a move.
Items that can separate space are extremely precious, and this is the only way to hide besides the mist purified by the Soulless Ones. After all, since it's not on the spatial plane of the giant island, the 'radar waves' will naturally not be reflected.
Faster, faster!
Ulquiorra was restless and anxious. He had had enough of this damned dungeon and was afraid that Yuki would hide in the shadows again, leaving him with only the final chance to enter the mausoleum.
Not daring to go up to the roof, the Judge walked along the road. The magnificent giant temples were all the same, and the sculptures and murals only amplified his anxiety. When he passed an intersection, Ulquiorra suddenly stopped.
Figures appeared on both sides, but the drawn knife stopped three inches away. This was neither a trap nor an ambush, because all the figures appearing on both sides were familiar faces.
A fat man wielding a giant ball, a handsome boy in a school uniform, and a black-armored knight rushing over.
They're all on the same side, but at times like this—
"Mr. Judge, we've arrived to provide backup."
"Idiots! Who told you to come as backup?!"
Ulquiorra broke down for the first time, his icy tone turning into fury, startling Deidara who was standing next to him.
If you're going to start a war, the more people the better, of course. But a moment later, his face was covered in sweat.
How could players possibly evade the Witch God's pursuit? It's because there's so much fog that makes it time-consuming and laborious for the Witch God to find them. Suddenly, a lot of fog gathers together, and even a fool would know what's going on.
No, they were scattered throughout the city, so why are they all here at once?
Ulquiorra was smarter; as the players stared at each other in disbelief, a terrifying thought began to creep into his mind.
A powerful hand is controlling everything, except for the 'Thorny Rose' and 'War Orphans' who haven't arrived...
He turned around abruptly and suddenly realized that someone was missing from his side. The question was answered, but then even more questions arose.
"The War Tower and the Tower of Asura are in cahoots!"
The low growl startled all the players. How could they be in cahoots? How could they be in cahoots? And by what right were they in cahoots?
Honestly, in a dungeon, it's impossible for players from different factions to completely trust each other, let alone entrust their backs to each other and cooperate. Aren't they afraid of being betrayed by 'Thorny Rose' first?
And what about these Thorny Rose? With such a clear disparity in strength, what reason would they have to cooperate with each other?
Is it because of love?
Ulquiorra was equally baffled. He had been on dozens of missions and had never encountered such a situation before, and whether they were a group or not was no longer important.
His gaze fell to his right, where the massive black tombstone was almost within reach, and he suddenly realized that the meeting place had been carefully chosen.
In the eyes of the Witch God, what else could players be doing gathered in front of the tomb? Of course, they were preparing to fight the boss.
"Move closer to me, defeat the Witch God, and then settle accounts with them!" Ulquiorra reacted quickly. Now he had to use his strength to drive the Witch God back, and there was still a chance to get back at them. But then two things happened.
Pfft.
The Soulless Ones drew his short sword and plunged it into his own chest without hesitation, catching Deidara off guard as he prepared to use his control skills to interrogate him, and exposing all the players to the gaze of the Witch God.
The aura of the Witch God instantly filled the mist, and the deity finally saw the composition of the players; lightning flashed wildly in the sky.
At the same time, a group of people rushed up the steps leading to the tomb. Leading them was none other than the black-haired youth with the Aether Particles.
What are they going to do?
The four members of the Demon Extermination Squad, along with the black-haired youth, plunged into the tomb, leaving Ulquiorra, who was unable to stop them, with a deathly pale expression.
They were gambling, betting on which side the Witch God would prioritize.
Yes, this is to force the Witch God to abandon the trial and go all out from the start.
Because one thing is very clear: the Witch God will not allow players to gather together, or even have much time to consider their options.
A divided and surrounded opponent might offer a fighting chance, but if the players are grouped together, even with home-field advantage, the opponent is destined to perish.
The state of the Soulless Ones is strange? Where did the remaining players go? Why did the two sides separate?
These are all problems, but the players at the crossroads are too close to the tomb; they can enter the tomb in just over ten seconds by sprinting at full speed.
Would the Witch God dare to think this through carefully? Would He dare to gamble on the players fighting amongst themselves?