The splattered blood dyed Cang's vision red.

This was the third time he had intercepted the Demon Prince.

The celestial rules enveloped the Demon Prince, turning into shackles that pulled His power down to a Demigod level.

But this couldn't change the outcome.

Cang knew he was being restrained.

The two-headed baboon devoured every possibility of his counterattack.

The opponent simply didn't allow him to escape the attack range.

He had a spare bow in hand, but Democritus forced him into close combat.

Admittedly, as an archer, his powerful arms could still deal considerable damage even using melee weapons.

Thinking it's over when engaging in close combat undermines the archer.

But… this is only true if the opponent isn't Democritus.

His close combat ability completely crushed him.

Even… during the attack, the opponent always intentionally or unintentionally spread the aftermath across the tribe.

He could only fight.

He couldn't just watch his tribesmen get killed.

Here were neighbor children he watched grow from little beans into grown-up girls.

In his memory, the little girl still sweetly called him uncle and brought him freshly picked vegetables from her family's garden.

Here were childhood playmates.

He knew the other always envied, even felt jealous of his talent, but each time he set on a journey, he would prepare his favorite noodle dish.

There was a lot left here.

The past he couldn't return to, the childhood he could still remember.

So even if he died here, he couldn't let the Demon Prince tear his people apart like rags.

"Uncle Cang, run."

"Old Three, don't look back, go call for help."

"Run, why are you entangled with him, you're a Divine Shooter."

...

Figures stood up from the ruins of the Centaur Tribe.

They held battle halberds, charging fearlessly towards Democritus, only to be shredded like their fathers.

In just half a minute, it was as if he was trapped in a nightmare he couldn't wake from.

Looking at the ashes of the Centaur Tribe felt otherworldly.

There were almost no living tribe members left in the Centaur Tribe.

Making the Divine Shooter engaged in close combat, making the wanderers unable to roam the world, just as Democritus had predicted.

He consumed Cang.

Tentacles pierced through Cang's chest, crushing his heart.

But in the next moment, Cang's twisted face grabbed those tentacles.

The terrifying force actually dragged the Demon Prince to stagger, and the Centaur locked the Demon Prince in an embrace, releasing a blood-crying howl to the sky.

"Chloe…"

Shadows flickered, a pitch-black storm closed in on Democritus.

A punch infused with Holy Bone Power shattered the Demon Prince's body instantly.

This infamous demon calmly looked at Chloe and said:

"Glazter didn't stop you."

"You didn't stop me either."

Chloe transformed his fist into claws, both hands combined, instantly tearing Democritus' incarnation apart.

He lifted Cang saying, "I'll help you recover."

"… No, it's too late."

"I can make it."

"Chloe!" Cang's painful voice said, "My Extraordinary Origin shattered, I have no chance."

Chloe was silent.

His pupils were already starting to blur.

Democritus' strike had set his life into countdown.

Assisting Chloe in the One-Hit Kill drained his last strength.

"If, if~cough~I, I weren't a Divine Shooter, would I, would I have saved more of them."

"Cang, don't talk, I'm healing you."

Vibrant (SR), ignite!

Twisted Life Energy surged into his body.

He had to find a way to preserve Cang's Life Origin.

Fortunately, for now, he was a Demigod.

The Demigod's Recovery was vastly different from before.

Cang's body melted like a candle.

Consciousness and flesh forged into a continuously pulsating mass.

And the part eroded by Abyssal Power was completely excised.

Anger flashed in Chloe's eyes.

The Cang preserved this way was like a bonfire after a party, ready to extinguish anytime.

But at least a spark remained.

The True God Uniqueness of the Great Sin of Envy was revealed.

In the shimmering light cluster, the echoes of the wanderer resonated.

"So envious…"

"If I weren't a Divine Shooter…"

"Revenge…"

Finally, everything returned to calm.

Chloe didn't dare stay long.

He directly rushed toward the direction of the Fiery Sun Church.

The Demigod Realm granted him superhuman speed, soon he saw the smoke-laden city.

On the ruins of the Fiery Sun Church.

Chloe saw Sajia sitting on the church ruins.

He still lazily held a cigarette, tilting his head to gaze at the sky.

In front of him, a muddy mass, though still exuding powerful Life Energy, was dissolving.

"You've arrived..."

Pope Sajia looked up at him, then at the blood and flesh wrapped on him.

"Has Cang left?"

"I don't know."

"Is that so?" Sajia said after a long silence, "It wouldn't have been so dire."

"Close combat massacre, for a few of us, is too lethal, just like we restrained the Fear Demon God to death...

The other targeted us specifically."

"I know." Sajia said calmly, "The one sent to kill me was Aubox. His blasphemy and pollution of Divine Power cost us many lives to kill him."

Chloe nearly suffocated.

Yet another Abyssal overlord.

The first Demon Prince, later the Lord of the Insect Race, the top-tier Evil God Aubox.

As a nightmare entity, all who battled Him were affected by various negative effects and nightmare states.

This was a monster skilled in Spiritual Energy and negative effects magic.

As the Lord of the Insect Race, Aubox's attack on others might not be so lethal.

But uniquely against Sajia and the Fiery Sun Church.

"They are... targeting your weak points."

Sajia looked at the city full of ruins and let out a mirthless laugh:

"In the end, I couldn't overcome the barrier in my heart."

The fall of the Eternal Fierce Sun left an unhealable wound on the heart of every member of the Fiery Sun Church.

Confronting the pain of losing a god, even Sajia, who seemed never to care, couldn't avoid it.

"In the end... I just don't want to lose my fellow companions."

Though his body suffered serious damage, the cross in front of him, which stored a thread of the Eternal Fierce Sun's deity, remained undamaged.

He rose from the rubble, dragging his heavily injured body forward.

Chloe healed his body with divine power, supporting his progress.

After walking for a short while.

He came to a shabby and small divine hall.

He leaned against the wall and slowly sat down.

Chloe softly asked:

"Is this the abandoned divine hall?"

Sajia replied with a mocking smile:

"This is where that guy and I first met."

He could only be referring to the Eternal Flame.

Sajia, born in the Divine Fire Era, might have truly met the fallen Eternal Fierce Sun back when gods and mortals lived together.

The cigarette in Sajia's hand was half-burnt.

"Going ahead of the deity might not be so bad, but I wonder if he'd blame me for messing up his foundation like this."

"If he blames you, then he wouldn't be the Eternal Fierce Sun."

"Yeah... that's why I can't accept it, why I'm so... greedy to bring him back by my side."

Sajia rolled a cigarette, "Do you want one?"

Chloe said, "Give me one, but one that hasn't touched your mouth."

"It's the last one."

"Then I have no choice, sorry."

Chloe lit the cigarette, took a light puff, and then erupted into a coughing fit.

"...Chloe, how was this adventure, enjoyable?"

"Hmm." Chloe turned her back to him, "It was really quite enjoyable, Sajia."

"So just act like we don't exist."

"Then I guess I have to apologize to you."

"Really?" He smacked his lips, "Deep within the church, there's a cross-regional teleportation array, you should still have time to go to the Golden Land."

The other places are too far.

Chloe wouldn't make it on time.

The hand holding the cigarette fell limply to the side, the cigarette rolling away.

Chloe placed her cigarette next to the one he dropped.

"So, things should be used at the right time."

Vitality, burn brightly.

The frightening life energy spread out.

Having burned through two life-gifted talents, he collected the flesh sealing a thread of Sajia's consciousness in his arms.

He turned and stepped into the depths of the church ruins.

Accompanied by the light of the space teleportation array, he was sent to the surroundings of the Golden Land.

Upon stepping into the Golden Land again, there were no elves to block the way.

Stuart's palace was in a blazing flame.

There, he saw the withered Stuart in the Elf Corridor.

Although in a terrible state,

She was still alive.

"Is something the matter?" Queen Stuart calmly asked.

"Yes, keep these two pieces of flesh-sealed consciousness safe."

He handed the flesh seals of Cang and Sajia to Queen Stuart before asking:

"Who's come to kill you this time?"

"The Abyssal Four Gods, Supreme Eagle."

"Jianqi, huh? You're certainly in for it."

As the deity most skilled in magic power, even the Magic Hero had a hard time against the Supreme Eagle.

Nothing else to do.

Accumulating magic knowledge inherently requires time.

The foundations accrued by Stuart and the Supreme Eagle were on entirely different levels.

The queen had no obvious weaknesses.

She was just crushed by the opponent's sheer magic knowledge.

Fortunately, this was the Golden Land.

Stuart wasn't the only one here.

Chloe looked at her and said:

"You look like you're doing okay?"

"I can still hang on for a few thousand years, but I'll need to head out in a bit."

"Where to?"

"To the Star Realm, I ought to avenge you, right?"

Chloe was quite surprised by her words.

The queen smiled and said:

"What, doesn't seem like something I would do?"

"You're the queen of the elves, but your actions aren't very queen-like."

"I am a hero too, you know."

"True enough, but Stuart, you should stay in the Golden Land; otherwise, your wish will never come true."

That world where it's hard for anyone to starve to death no longer exists.

Stuart shook her head and said:

"If I don't go, we might not be able to hold on, actually the entire Golden Land must go.

It's an act of reprisal from the enraged Abyss, but it's only got this one chance."

After some thought, Chloe said:

"Are you sure it's only one chance?"

"Of course, if it weren't to kill us, it wouldn't have emptied its trump card."

Chloe nodded and said:

"In that case, you guys stay here."

"..."

"Abigail is planning to go with you all to the Star Realm, right?"

"..."

"Let me and her go, I have a way to kill them, as for what happens next, I'll leave it to you guys."

Stuart was silent for a long while.

Finally, she smiled and said:

"Did you know about our ultimate method all along?"

"I guessed: you intend to stack Wish Techniques to raise Abigail's combat power to the limit, right?"

General Wish Techniques might find it hard to empower a deity.

But... if it's a Wish Technique unleashed by a race, burning life, then that's a different story.

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