Chapter 98: The God of Perception

Chapter 98: The God of Perception

The Lord of White Moon City never dreamed that he would be forced to flee in such a disgraceful manner.

He hadn't experienced being chased and attacked like this for hundreds of years, nor had he participated in such an overwhelming and intense battle for far too long.

In the past, he only needed to pick up his sacred scepter, and with the power of a king, he could directly crush anyone who resisted him.

If push came to shove, using his ultimate move—Sacred Ice Crystals—meant that escape from death was impossible for anyone.

Sacred Ice Crystals were a king-level ability he comprehended on the day he became a "king." Unless someone was also at the king level, no one could break through the seal of the ice crystals.

The greatest benefit of Sacred Ice Crystals isn't the sealing; it's the absorption.

That's right, anyone trapped by Sacred Ice Crystals would not only be immobilized within them but would also slowly have all their energy and life force drained. That drained energy naturally became his own energy and life force.

The Lord of White Moon City thought he could still kill these three and gain tremendous energy this time.

But he kicked against three iron boards.

Although Chen Sijin's iron board wasn't particularly hard, not becoming the final straw to break the Lord of White Moon City's nerves, the damn guy still managed so effortlessly inside the ice crystal, infuriating the Lord to the point of not being able to bear another glance.

The Lord of White Moon City's idea was to quickly kill these two who had just ascended to king-level.

After all, even though all were kings, there was still a huge difference in energy levels.

Although he was at a disadvantage being one against two, he believed that if he could manage to kill one, even at the cost of injury, the other would surely die.

Then, the Lord of White Moon City chose between Yao Yan and Yue Feng, opting for Yue Feng.

He decided to eliminate this jester first.

He had heard of Yue Feng's reputation as a long-term ruler-class exile who had never advanced, reputed to be not very bright.

It was said that this person acted whimsically, not distinguishing between friend and foe, attacking anyone he took a dislike to, making him unpredictable.

Such an emotionally unstable individual had never been heard to have advanced to king-level; it seemed likely that he had broken through due to a life-or-death situation just now.

But having just advanced and with an unstable temperament, he would inevitably have many flaws.

So, the Lord of White Moon City decided to kill Yue Feng first.

Thus, he only passively defended against Yao Yan's attacks by covering his body with energy, focusing all his offensive efforts on Yue Feng.

Soon, Yue Feng, Yao Yan, and Chen Sijin all realized the Lord of White Moon City's intentions.

Then, the expressions and moods of the three varied.

Yao Yan didn't waste this opportunity and straightforwardly condensed a silver-white knight's sword to stab directly at the Lord of White Moon City's back.

Yue Feng was outright amused by this.

He swiftly reached out, easily grabbing the Lord of White Moon City's attacking sacred scepter, his face, perfect and aggressive, now filled with mockery and arrogance:

"Idiot."

"The biggest mistake of your life was choosing to face me."

In the Lord of White Moon City's horrified expression, the man he considered mentally unstable and full of flaws, who he thought could be dealt with first, used his left hand to crush the sacred scepter.

Crushed. It!

The Lord of White Moon City was so shocked he couldn't even make a sound, and it took a while before he could tremble out a scream from his throat.

"Impossible—Who are you! You are, ah, ah, ah—What?!"

The man in the silver-gray cloak, the moment he crushed the golden scepter, had his other hand shaped like a claw piercing directly through the Lord of White Moon City's chest.

At the same time, Yao Yan's sword, which concentrated all his strength, also pierced through, even splitting the Lord of White Moon City's body.

The difference was that in the end, it was the man wearing the wolf king's cloak who held a dripping heart in his hand.

The heart he extracted was still beating, but he soon sneered and crushed it to dust.

It was as though he had shattered the sacred scepter in his hands.

At that moment, everyone witnessing the scene stood rooted in shock, hardly daring to breathe.

Only Chen Sijin sat amidst the ice, unsurprisingly raising his eyebrows and then shaking his head with a sigh.

"So you see, sometimes life and death really come down to a choice."

Of all people, why did the lord of Baiyue City have to pick on Lequ as if he were an easy target?

Although he doesn't know exactly what level Lequ is at, or even what kind of being Lequ truly is, between joyous people and workers, joyous people surely have the upper hand.

After all, workers will adhere to certain work principles. But joyous people, the extent to which they can go mad and the things they can do, there's absolutely no guarantee.

Splash.

The moment the heart was crushed, the icy prison trapping Chen Shijin crumbled away as if melted by the sun, bit by bit.

Then, Chen Shijin broke the terrifying silence enveloping Bai Yue City, inside and out.

"Looks like you both took care of that old thing at the same time, huh."

"So, become my exclusive joyous person and my exclusive butler simultaneously. Your responsibilities are different, so there's no conflict, right?"

Then, Chen Sijin received simultaneous mocking and forced smiles from both Yue Feng and Yao Yan.

The man wearing black leather gloves scoffed on the spot: "He's worthy to compare with me? I'll only be the exclusive one, say one more thing I don't like, and I'll end him directly."

The man wearing white gloves, Yao Yan, wore a fake smile: "Master, whatever you choose doesn't really matter. However, I wouldn't recommend you get too close to someone so emotionally unstable, who can't even distinguish friend from foe."

"Choosing allies is ultimately about choosing for the long term. And, rest assured, he can't kill me."

Chen Sijin: "......"

All the exiles in White Moon City: ......

Everyone looked up to the sky, their expressions shifting from initial shock to now numbness, even with a hint of life questioning.

Is this really the time to say such things? Do you realize what you've just done? You three just killed a king! Ah!

The only second king among human exiles!

...Well, although one died, two more emerged, but isn't the atmosphere between you three a bit off?

This makes us feel like everything that just happened was some absurd, bizarre dream!

But no matter how much the citizens of White Moon City doubted, the fact is a fact, it has happened and cannot be changed.

Moreover, even more terrifying and thrilling events are about to unfold before their eyes—

As Chen Sijin was pondering with a twitching mouth how to end this mayhem, a tremor suddenly emanated from the direction of the royal palace in White Moon City.

Chen Sijin abruptly looked towards that direction, only to see countless black, spiderweb-like filaments spreading out from the direction of the palace.

With just one glance, Chen Sijin recognized what it was.

If these threads were a bit shorter, more twisted, and made even a slight sound, wouldn't they be the same as the first [King-Level Devourer] he encountered upon arriving in this world?

At that moment, endless black threads burst from the palace, sweeping across White Moon City.

Those black filaments instantly devoured any city dwellers they touched, moving at incredible speed towards Chen Sijin and the others.

The black threads didn't scream or roar, only the fine sound of friction was heard, chilling to anyone.

The exiles of White Moon City who reacted tried to flee at top speed but clutched their heads in agony, unable to move further when attempting to escape.

Chen Sijin squinted his eyes.

"Yue Feng, Yao Yan, let's compete again. Whoever evacuates more exiles from White Moon City will be the exclusive one!"

Yue Feng snorted, unwilling to participate, but turned his head to see that damned green tea, white lotus in a tailcoat already moving large numbers of exiles.

tui！

Shameless homewrecker!

Annoyed, Yue Feng unleashed his big move—he flung his cloak vigorously, and it expanded with the wind, eventually covering the sky and throwing out almost half of the fleeing exiles from White Moon City!

Yao Yan, witnessing this, twitched and suddenly pulled a silver platter from his tailcoat, tossing it out. The platter also grew larger and larger, evacuating the remaining half of the people.

Thus, nearly a million people who were about to become nourishment for the black filaments in White Moon City were cleanly evacuated.

And it wasn't over yet.

Chen Sijin, who had been standing by, watching the black threads devour lives like a dark river, now wore a solemn yet slightly malicious smile on his face as he slowly spoke:

"City, break, apart."

Each word drained him of a massive amount of energy.

After speaking those four words, Chen Sijin's complexion turned as pale as paper.

He couldn't maintain his stance in mid-air any longer and fell to the ground, but his smile grew even broader.

Because, with his "word spirit," everything in White Moon City broke apart inch by inch, including the black threads that had spread through half the city, countless as a dark river.

These threads, before breaking, were like a massive monster that could devour the entire city, but as they broke apart inch by inch, they transformed from terrifying monsters into pools of black threads, screaming in agony and writhing, then slowly turning to ash as they lost their energy support.

Only then did Chen Sijin laugh out loud, his face pale.

And with a single sentence, he identified the nature of these black threads.

"Worthless guide. I've said it, one day I'd eradicate you."

"Although I haven't erased you now, killing a massive avatar of yours brings me considerable joy."

"Quick, tell me how far you are from becoming a god? If you're only a step away, just lacking a bit of energy, then I'm even happier."

All the exiles watching this scene and listening to Chen Sijin were baffled.

If the God of Perception was really just one step away from becoming a god-level being, how could that possibly be a cause for happiness? It would be a catastrophe!

But soon, they heard what Chen Sijin said next, and then the entire land of the exiled trembled.

"Because from now on, you will no longer have enough energy coming in.

The offerings from the Lord of White Moon City will cease, and your Guide's Marketplace will be completely replaced by my Golden Phone within ten days."

"You shall be forever halted at your current state."

！！！！

As countless exiles watched in shocked silence, the Land of the Exiled experienced an unprecedented, terrifying tremor.

A massive shadow burst from the ground, followed by a roar that echoed throughout the Land of the Exiled.

The God of Perception, on the brink of godhood.

Has arrived.