Keep Right

"So, who do you think will win?"

While Andrew Light God Envoy, Xiao Yu was chatting with his subordinates in a grove of trees more than a thousand meters away from the battlefield.

"I think the Light God Envoy should win," said Chenghong Moli. "Look at Andrew, that skinny, wretched figure, how could he possibly be a match for the dashing Light God Envoy?"

"Hey, playing games isn't like watching cartoons. Just because you're good-looking doesn't guarantee a win. Andrew is surrounded by so many Undead armies. No matter how strong the Light God Envoy, he can't handle them. I think Andrew should win." The Big Water Cunt clearly had a different opinion.

Xiao Yu interrupted their argument, "Alright, regardless of who wins or loses, we can't let them actually kill each other. If one dies, there will be no more drops. As soon as they are both too weak to continue fighting, we will immediately attack and focus all our strength on the Light God Envoy. Be sure to leave some people to guard against the Avengers Alliance. I think the Earl of Monte Cristo is a bit strange; I don't trust that kid."

"Understood, boss," the men replied in unison.

Meanwhile, similar conversations were taking place within the Avengers Alliance.

"Once both sides are nearly exhausted, we will immediately launch an attack. Remember, just focus on attacking Andrew. Let the Undead of the Underworld Dynasty deal with the Light God Envoy. Don't help him, but don't do anything yourself either."

"Also, remember to be wary of those skeletons. Those guys actually know how to play Undead characters; they're obviously not good people. Don't let them double-cross you." The Earl of Monte Cristo kept reminding them.

"Don't worry, Guild Master," his adventurer subordinate replied.

Boom! The enormous bone dragon crashed down under the full force of the Light God Envoy's sword strike, turning into countless fragments of white bones.

"What?! How is this possible?! My bone dragon has been defeated!" Andrew was utterly shocked, thinking to himself that he had to run away.

His spell slots were almost used up in the fierce battle, and most of his tens of thousands of Undead troops had been scattered due to a lack of command. Although there were still many of them, they couldn't possibly replenish their numbers. The few high-level Undead had already suffered heavy casualties. If he didn't run away now, was he just waiting to die?

However, he immediately noticed that the Light God Envoy also looked unwell. His light was dim, and he was covered in wounds. A pair of wings made of light were faintly visible, as if they were about to disappear at any moment.

"Looks like I still have a chance!" Andrew thought. "I just need to put in a little more effort." However, being cautious by nature, he felt it was best not to act rashly and to save his life. So he didn't use his last few spell slots easily.

The Light God Envoy's expression was also uncertain. She was also nearing her limit. The Priest and paladins of the Order of Light who came with her were also almost all dead. However, as fierce generals under the God of Light, she became even more courageous in this situation. She gripped her holy sword and was about to fight to the death when suddenly, a shout came from behind her.

"My Lord, do not be afraid, we are here to help you!" The Light God Envoy turned around and saw that the Avengers Alliance were rushing over. Although there were only two or three thousand of them, they all looked to be elites.

The Light God Envoy breathed a sigh of relief. "Hmph, looks like you're going to lose today."

"That's not necessarily true," Andrew said, though his voice lacked confidence. He was just thinking of running away when a shout came from behind him.

"Lord Andrew, there's no need to panic, we're here to help!"

Andrew turned around and saw that the Undead Warlord King's Return returned with three thousand Undead troops, including several hundred high-ranking Undead.

Andrew was immediately reassured. It wasn't that he hadn't considered whether the King's Return could be trusted, but although the King's Return was a Faithless, his troops were all followers of the Naraku, God of Death, so Andrew wasn't worried at all about the possibility of the other party rebelling.

For the Undead, there's no need to worry about being attacked by their minions.

"You've come at the right time. Lead your troops to kill that little bitch of the God of Light. The great Lord of Death will surely reward you."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Xiao Yu patted his chest and raised his longsword. "Brothers, charge!"

The thousands of Undead players immediately charged towards the Light God Envoy.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, we will deal with the Undead Andrew!"

As the Earl of Monte Cristo spoke, a shout rang out, and thousands of adventurers from the Avengers Alliance rushed toward Andrew.

The two armies charged closer and closer, soon becoming one, and then—then they each took a separate route, choosing to proceed on the right, graciously making way for the other, and then charged directly toward their respective objectives.

Standing atop the Tower of Bones Andrew felt like he was about to vomit blood. What was going on? Shouldn't they be fighting right away? Why was there no sign of war? Why were they all coming for him?

He tried to escape again, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, his tower of bones was surrounded by the Avengers Alliance adventurers.

The skeletal giants responsible for protecting the tower have been ganged up on and attacked.

On the other hand, Xiao Yu also led his army to surround the envoys of the Light God Envoy. Considering the enemy's strength, Xiao Yu did not personally take action, but instead hid behind the army.

"Charge! All of you, charge!"

"Archers, saturation fire! Don't stop, keep firing!"

"Ghost troops, bring on all Curse and plagues!"

"Alright, melee units, move in! Zombie Jiangshi in front, skeleton Warrior, move in! Skeleton swordsmen, move in!"

"Sixth Squad, stand guard at the rear against the Avengers Alliance."

The sixth squad was basically made up of Blasphemers, and Xiao Yu didn't want them to compete with him for Blasphemy Index.

Of the three thousand Undead troops he brought this time, he sent two thousand Undead to guard against enemies and friendly forces on both the front and rear sides, while he himself only brought one thousand Undead to besiege the Light God Envoy. This included more than five hundred high-level Undead of level ten or above. Among these high-level Undead, there were no Blasphemers except for him, because most of the Blasphemers were newly leveled characters, currently only around level five or six, or six or seven, and he assigned them all to the defensive team.

The few high-ranking Undead Blasphemers he had were all his friends, so he easily persuaded them to let him take the Power of Blasphemy.

Killing a high-ranking Light God Envoy yield at least several thousand or even tens of thousands of Blasphemy Index. While this amount seems substantial, if distributed among everyone, it's actually quite small—only a thousand or two per person. That would be meaningless, since without becoming Blasphemous Saint, this Power of Blasphemy is essentially useless and would only attract the attention of the gods, making it a losing proposition. Blasphemers regularly perform tasks to reduce their Blasphemy Index, so everyone readily agreed to Xiao Yu's plan.

Wave after wave of Undead rushed forward, only to turn to Ashes before the holy sword of the Light God Envoy. This Light God Envoy truly lived up to his reputation as a capable lieutenant of the God of Light, managing to kill over three hundred low-level Undead served as cannon fodder even in his dying moments.

However, when the high-level Undead began their attack, the Light God Envoy finally couldn't hold out any longer.

"Die, you lowly Undead!" she cried out, wearily waving the holy sword in her hand.

"Haha, have you forgotten? We've already died once."

With a loud bang, the Holy Sword of Light was blocked for the first time. The light on the sword had dissipated, and it looked no different from an ordinary weapon. The wings behind the Light God Envoy also disappeared, and she landed on the ground, revealing her true appearance.

A blonde beauty dressed in pure white armor.

"Now's the time." Xiao Yu knew it was his turn to step in, and he had no mercy on the ladies, so he immediately unleashed his ultimate move.

Tier 3 Divine Spell - Bone Spear!

White death energy condensed in his hand, forming a giant bone spear. Xiao Yu suddenly shot the Bone Spear out. The Light God Envoy was surrounded by dozens of skeleton warriors, skeleton knights, and skeletal giants. Caught off guard, he was pierced by the spear and instantly pierced through.

He let out a scream, planted his sword on the ground, and was still alive.

Wow, you're pretty persistent! Let's try again!

Tier 3 Divine Spell - Bone Spear!

Another Bone Spear was fired, this time leaving the enemy barely alive.

Xiao Yu fired his third Bone Spear, and this time, the Light God Envoy finally closed his eyes in death, his gaze filled with unfulfilled grief.

Xiao Yu thought to himself, "They're pretty resilient. They actually survived three of my ultimate attacks."

At that moment, the system notification sound finally rang out.

System notification: You commanded and participated in the killing of High-Ranking Light God Envoy Eifeld, gaining 12374 points of Power of Blasphemy.

System notification: Your Power of Blasphemy exceeds the standard. You have been granted the title of Blasphemous Saint and the new skill, Divine Power Seizure.

System notification: You have gained enough reputation to gain access to the Blasphemy Council.

System notification: The God of Light has noticed your presence. Over the next seven days, you will face divine punishment.