Chapter 189: Atheist
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 189: Atheist
Hearing those words, Vesparo spun around instantly.
Standing behind him was a young girl dressed in a blue dress.
Wait, where did this kid come from?
More importantly, when did she appear behind him? He couldn't sense even a hint of her presence...
Faced with this sudden intrusion, Vesparo failed to react for a moment. As he was trying to process the situation, he suddenly felt his hand go light. He looked down; the black crystal was gone.
"What even is this? Whatever, I'm confiscating it."
The girl held his crystal in her hand, looking at him with a face full of boredom.
"When did you... No, that's a spatial ability!"
Vesparo finally realized something was wrong with the girl. Just as he prepared to dive into the shadows to escape, a crushing pressure locked onto him.
"Vesparo, why are you here?"
Hearing the voice, Vesparo turned his head and saw Ivy standing behind him.
Unlike the image Vesparo had seen before, Ivy’s long, grayish-blue hair had turned a brilliant, shining gold. She gripped a silver longsword, pointing it straight at him.
"Wow, Sister Ivy looks way cooler like this!"
Hearing the voice, Ivy looked over and saw the petite blue figure standing behind Vesparo.
"Gamie? ...No, this feeling... it should be Little Gamie."
Ivy quickly recognized her. "Why are you here?"
While Ivy and Little Gamie spoke, Vesparo took a soft step back. He could feel the intertwining of multiple powers within Ivy, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.
It’s just as the Cult Leader said. Ivy really is the so-called Witch of Fate...
However, Ivy’s strength as the Witch of Fate was significantly higher than he had anticipated. He estimated that if that sword swung down, he would die instantly.
Even so, Vesparo did not beg for mercy. Since Ivy dared to reveal her form as the Witch of Fate to him, she was clearly determined to eradicate him then and there.
Now, there was only one chance to break this deadlock.
"Cult Leader of Chaos, I need your help! Hurry!"
The moment his voice fell, the atmosphere shifted. A bone-chilling cold spread through the area, closing in on Ivy.
"Lord Vesparo, have you finally decided to grant my request?"
A figure stepped out from the shadows along with the frost.
[Cult Leader of Chaos Lv.126]
At the sight of him, Ivy instinctively pointed her longsword at the newcomer.
The man merely gave a faint remark. "Miss Ivy, the weapon 'Moment of Glory' is indeed powerful, especially against other races."
The Cult Leader stepped fully out of the shadows. "But it is a weapon meant to protect humanity. To a pure-blooded human like me, it cannot cause any effective damage."
Ivy froze. "What do you mean... Wait, a pure-blooded human? You...?"
Suddenly, Ivy’s body stiffened. She seemed to catch the hidden meaning in the Cult Leader's words.
The Cult Leader smiled slightly. "Come back, Moment of Glory."
In the next second, the silver longsword in Ivy’s hand suddenly broke free from her grasp and flew into the Cult Leader's hand. He wiped the blade, his tone carrying a hint of nostalgia.
"Speaking of which, I have one of these too, though mine is a replica. While yours is the same, Miss Ivy, there is practically no difference between it and the original anymore."
With that, the Cult Leader pointed the longsword at Vesparo.
"My Lord, please place your hand on the blade and open your soul."
Hearing the Cult Leader's instruction, Vesparo didn't have time to think. He placed his hand on the sword. "And then? Are you going to give me power so I can fight her?"
The Cult Leader shook his head. "No, my Lord. To be precise, it is quite the opposite."
"Wait, what do you mea—"
Vesparo’s voice cut off abruptly.
A massive amount of color was stripped from his body, converging entirely into the blade. Within moments, Vesparo collapsed to the ground, his entire being turned a deathly ashen gray.
"Mm, very good. There was quite a bit of shadow power remaining in his body. A pity; I originally intended to let him try accepting a Chaos Core. But this will suffice."
The Cult Leader then turned his gaze toward Little Gamie, who had been watching from the sidelines.
"Distinguished young lady, I have dealt with this man for you. I wonder if you could return that crystal to me?"
Faced with the Cult Leader's polite inquiry, Little Gamie hugged the black crystal tightly.
"No! Sister Xiaobai specifically told me that you aren't a good person either!" She added, "And I'm not a 'young lady'!"
The Cult Leader sighed at her refusal. "Is that so? That is a shame. You weren't originally part of my plan."
He looked at the blue bracelet on Little Gamie’s left wrist.
"Though my intuition tells me I likely cannot match your true body, it seems that if I deal with that thing, you won't be able to stay in this place anymore, right?"
The Cult Leader’s figure suddenly blurred.
[Talent: Atheist]
[A product of a certain person's blessing. As long as your name still exists, you may consume a portion of your existence in this world to gain the ability to ignore any Divine Authority. Duration: 300 seconds.]
The Cult Leader flashed next to Little Gamie and spoke softly.
"You... are a God, aren't you?"
The blade fell.
Little Gamie instinctively tried to warp away, only to find that her Space-Time Authority would not activate.
Everything happened so fast that even Ivy, standing in the distance, couldn't react. She instinctively tried to activate the Fate Cards in her hand, only to find that even the power of the Fate Cards was being suppressed.
Clang—!
The silver longsword was instantly knocked aside.
The Cult Leader stared at the figure that had suddenly appeared, his eyes widening in surprise.
Xie Bai.
She held Funeral Rites aloft and looked back at Little Gamie. "You... why didn't you fight back just now? You should have been able to slap him away easily."
Faced with Xie Bai’s question, Little Gamie said awkwardly, "Um... I suddenly realized I couldn't move and got a bit flustered. Plus, my sister and I have never actually been in a fight before, so it didn't occur to me to hit him..."
Xie Bai was speechless. "And yet you said you wanted to come out alone to play the hero..."
"Ehe..." Little Gamie rubbed her head and gave an embarrassed laugh.
Xie Bai couldn't bring herself to scold her. She looked at the Cult Leader nearby; his performance just now had been truly unexpected.
"I thought he was just some bottom-tier mob, but he actually has this kind of strength. Come to think of it, I feel like I've seen this talent somewhere before..."
If she remembered correctly, Brandon also had this talent. It seemed this "blessing" wasn't exclusive to one person.
However, judging by the fact that Brandon still had a detailed character introduction, he likely hadn't used this power yet. The Cult Leader of Chaos before her was the exact opposite.
In Xie Bai’s eyes, his character panel was completely devoid of any introductory text.