Cheng Shi was moved, and so was everyone else present. A flicker of sothing unusual passed through each person's eyes as they watched Hu Wei go.
Even Hu Xuan, who had just been scorched by flas, forgot her pain for a mont, a glint of admiration in her gaze.
Long Jing knew he'd been the first to deceive the group and had no standing to ask questions. So he maintained his silence, trailing behind Mo Li, waiting for this Arbiter to be gracious enough to fill him in.
Mo Li was not only a singer who excelled at supporting others— he was also a man who knew how to leverage every useful resource. He understood that escaping this place required high-level combat power, so he gave Long Jing a rough overview of the current situation.
After listening, Long Jing showed no visible reaction. His expression only darkened as he ground his teeth and spat out:
"Son of a..."
As for whose ancestor was being cursed... Cheng Shi figured it definitely wasn't his own.
Unlike the Prisoner, he didn't go around claiming random relatives. All he could do was hope that Zhen Yi actually had an uncle sowhere.
Chase and flight— where there was a side fleeing, there was naturally a side pursuing.
Though the group moved quickly and Mo Li's ability was pulling the distant infant prison toward them at an impressive speed, Go Lis was not re scenery. She was an actress in this script too, and she moved.
Her script told her not to let Yu Mu go. So the mont she saw what was happening, she knew it was ti for her entrance. And so, with exquisite timing, one second before they could reach the second-to-last stillborn infant— Go Lis's Grudge erupted!
The entire Void plunged into absolute darkness. Yu Mu's fetal prison tore free of Mo Li's control and shot away at blinding speed. Under the group's horrified gazes, countless colossal shadow-tentacles ca shrieking up from the Void beneath their feet, surrounding them from all sides. The tentacles howled and wailed, murmuring profane ravings, and without a heartbeat's hesitation slamd down toward the encircled players.
The force was like the sky itself collapsing— utterly terrifying. The surging [Birth] aura crashed over them like a flood. Had Hu Xuan not gritted her teeth and absorbed the [Birth] energy within it, everyone present would have long since fallen under its gaze and devolved into mindless breeding flesh.
That single strike drained the color from every face!
They finally understood what Cheng Shi and Hu Xuan had understated so casually. They finally grasped what kind of ga Zhen Yi had dragged them into.
'Did that lunatic truly believe her sister had enough clout to protect her even after pulling sothing like this?'
'Or was Zhen Yi not joking this ti— was she genuinely playing for the highest stakes? Did she believe none of them could escape?'
Mo Li seethed, teeth clenched. He produced a golden book page and slapped it onto Hu Wei's back, then raised his voice in a hymn of [Order]'s praise. Countless holy lights cascaded down like an inverted waterfall, bathing everyone.
Cheng Shi felt his exhaustion replaced by surplus fighting spirit and fervor. His entire being surged with inexplicable energy. Even Hu Xuan's pallid face recovered a touch of color, looking as though she'd received a powerful healing spell.
But Cheng Shi knew this wasn't healing. Arbiters might have ways to heal through items, but Mo Li clearly hadn't used any. What the Chief Grand Secretary had deployed was a potential-unlocking thod— in this instant, he'd excavated everyone's latent capacity to its absolute maximum.
The technique resembled "overload," but it was overload beyond overload. Hu Wei, after receiving this "stimulus," had physically grown a size larger. The fine hairs across his body pulsed like delicate fla patterns, breathing in rhythm!
The Grand Marshal had been pushed to the ultimate limit!
Mo Li, seeing the effects take hold, roared against the crushing pressure:
"Grand Marshal— strike! Cleave the Void! We escape through Mockery and Jeering!"
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Hearing this, Cheng Shi did a double take. He felt as if he were watching a band of thieves, caught by the "hoowner," whispering to each other right in front of said owner: 'Quick, let's climb out through the back window!'
'This feels so bizarre.'
He shot the Arbiter an odd look. Before he could even suppress a smirk, a streak of fire— too blazing to look at directly— flashed past. The Void overhead shattered, collapsing into a fiery vortex that swallowed every giant tentacle-shadow that had been bearing down on them.
Yet even after neutralizing every visible attack, the group still felt a crushing weight descend. Every person present was forced to the ground by an invisible pressure!
!!!
Everyone's alarm deepened. They assud Go Lis's Grudge was far more terrifying than they'd imagined. Only Cheng Shi, face pressed against the Void-floor, twitched his mouth in wordless exasperation.
'He had a sneaking suspicion this was Aph Ros deliberately retaliating for that unanswered question. But he had no proof, because the Envoy's performance was impeccable. As the director, he couldn't criticize a dedicated actor.'
"..."
The situation appeared to be spiraling.
They were already in the Void. Smashing deeper would either lead to Mockery and Jeering or to even deeper nothingness.
But the nothingness wasn't exactly accessible. The last ti they'd gone there, it had taken Zhen Yi stealing abilities from a future version of himself just to catch a glimpse. And this ti, even with the top support's limitless buffs, Hu Wei had only managed to shatter a sliver of the Void and block one furious strike from Go Lis.
So the problem was clear: the only way to escape was to find Mockery and Jeering. But Mockery and Jeering wasn't easy to locate. No one knew where the fun-loving god had decided to set up shop this ti.
But surely His followers understood Him better than anyone!
And among those present, there happened to be exactly one follower of [Deceit]!
Long Jing!
This acrobat who'd been silent since his rescue finally had his mont to shine!
This was also one reason Mo Li had been willing to brief him on the situation— the top support hadn't put all his eggs in the Grand Marshal's basket. He hadn't forgotten Long Jing's identity either.
Indeed, it was Long Jing's presence that had given him the idea to escape through Mockery and Jeering.
So he looked at Long Jing, eyes full of expectation. Long Jing felt that gaze, but in this mont he had absolutely no leads.
He did know the Fun God had created a river of Mockery and Jeering within the Void. But [Deceit] wasn't exactly easy to second-guess. The god was utterly untraceable!
Long Jing's brow was furrowed as if deep in thought, but inside he was burning with anxiety.
Ti waited for no one. The tentacle shadows that had been caught in the fiery vortex were already tearing free and rising once more, poised for a second onslaught. If they couldn't find Mockery and Jeering soon, Hu Wei's [War] brute force might hold once or twice, but once Mo Li's blessing wore off, that would be the end for all of them!
With that thought, Long Jing's eyes darkened and his resolve hardened. He pointed at the ground beneath his feet and shouted:
"Grand Marshal— smash right here, under !"
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