Pain, excruciating pain!
Deception gasped, wishing he could slap John in the face to vent his anger!
This bastard doesn't know the first thing about sewing! With each stitch, he went straight through the flesh, and after a few stitches, Deception's arm was already riddled with a dozen bloody holes!
If he had known John's skills were this poor, he would have done it himself!
"Alright, switch arms."
"Give a mont to catch my breath, it really hurts..."
"We're on a tight schedule. You can't handle a little pain? Deception, do you still want revenge or not?"
Damn, that sounded familiar!
Co to think of it, hadn't he used these sa words to deceive John before?
Now it was John's turn to deceive him!
"You're too rough. I might as well do it myself!"
"Do it yourself? Do you have three hands or sothing? Just extend your arm and quit complaining!"
Right now, he didn't have the upper hand over John.
The Authority had changed hands, leaving Deception with only its remnants. While John hadn't fully matured yet, few could match his ability to combine four or five different Authorities, like so kind of chaotic stew.
Although he wasn't as proficient, having so many thods ant that even if he just cycled through them, Deception couldn't keep up.
He was no longer the demigod he once was. Without his immortal body, he was just an ordinary player. A fatal injury would be the end of him, no matter how great his abilities once were. In truth, Deception was starting to dislike spending ti with John.
This bastard had grown more powerful and more temperantal. If he got annoyed, he'd make snide remarks; if he got really angry, he'd lash out. And Deception couldn't even beat him in a fight.
If he could, he would keep his distance and avoid unnecessary encounters!
But he had no choice.
The situation was as John said, critical, leaving no room for Deception's antics.
The Divine Emissary and the apostle working together was unprecedented in his mory; who knew how much trouble they could cause.
With this in mind, Deception gritted his teeth, and the pain from the flesh wounds seed to lessen a bit.
Finally!
By the ti John finished sewing the Snickers' skin onto Deception's body, his HP had dropped to below half. If he hadn't gulped down a life potion midway, it would have been even lower.
"It's your turn... Should I help you?"
Deception took a deep breath, a glimr of hope in his eyes.
He had endured the pain for this mont, to exact his revenge on John.
But the next second, John looked at Deception as if he were an idiot and asked, "Don't you know that after marking the skin, it becos wearable armor? Once worn, it fits like real skin, seamless?"
Deception: "?"
"Why are you looking at like that? I thought you knew! You didn't ask! I thought you enjoyed the pain."
"John!"
"Keep your voice down. What if soone hears? If we get suspected, I'll be the first to throw you out. My life is precious; many people's hopes rest on . You can die, but I can't."
Hearing this, Deception deflated instantly.
The words were harsh but sincere.
Thinking about it, how many people had unwittingly joined this gamble, placing all their bets on John?
The master, Seraphina, Hades, and even himself—their fates were all intertwined with John's!
"You're ruthless!"
"Thanks for the complint. I believe in the principle that if you're not ruthless, you won't stay in power."
John thodically branded the Snickers' skin with magical marks and then wore it.
Compared to Deception's strange appearance, John's looked much more fitting.
It was worth noting that John had even sewn the skin onto Deception's face, which was excruciatingly painful!
"Everything is ready. It's ti for us to set off. And here, take this. If we encounter danger, use it imdiately."
As he spoke, John pulled an orange-red crystal from his player inventory. It was about the size of a fist, and faint fla patterns could be seen within the crystal.
"Is this the remnant soul of the Drystan Red Dragon?"
"To be precise, it's the Dragon of Death and Sin. You're a player too, so you know how to use this. A Demigod-tier summon is incredibly valuable. Unless it's absolutely necessary, don't use it lightly."
"You trust that much?"
"Wrong again, Deception. I feel like you've gotten dumber than before. Did you pass your brain along with the Authority to ? Do you think there's any trust between us?
I trust myself. You wouldn't dare harm now, with so many eyes on you. You're more aware of that than I am.
If you make any wrong move, you know the consequences."
John rolled his eyes and dove into the ocean.
Seeing this, Deception had nothing to say. He pocketed the crystal and followed John.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to those two won? This ti is really dangerous. There's no guarantee you'll co back."
"You said it yourself; it's a fifty-fifty chance. What's the point of saying goodbye? If I survive, it's all good. If I die, why cause unnecessary worry?"
"You? I bet you won't die. Would you impulsively rush in without being sure? You can fool others but not . John, you're very cautious with your life. Unless you have a seventy percent chance of success, you wouldn't risk it."
"Talk more if you can, to keep the trip from getting boring."
John couldn't be bothered to argue with Deception. He was more concerned about the sudden dangers that could arise at any mont.
After all, this was an endless ocean, and no one knew how many dangers lurked within. If John didn't stay vigilant, he could lose his life at any mont.
Deception could afford to be indifferent because even if he noticed anything, he would still have to rely on John.
Being a mid-to-late ga map, it was still sowhat challenging for Deception.
Of course, not wanting to be a burden to John, Deception wisely kept his mouth shut to avoid distracting him.
Despite his ntal preparation, Deception was still terrified by the various monsters in the deep sea. Giant fish with sharp teeth and grotesque faces, twisted and bizarre squids, and all sorts of strange creatures he couldn't even na—most of them were only noticed when they were within three to five ters.
Feeling the pitch-black water around him, Deception swallowed hard, extrely tense. Looking down, it seed like any mont, so monster could open its massive jaws and swallow them whole!
But...
Seeing John's calm expression, Deception sighed and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
"Yes."
"But you seem very composed. I thought these monsters didn't scare you."
"Look at those ferocious faces. How could I not be scared? But more than fear, I want to survive. I have to survive."
John took a deep breath, pondered for a mont, and continued, "We're moving too slowly. At this rate, it will take us at least two more days to reach the Silent Scar. The longer it takes, the more likely unexpected events will occur."
"Do you have a good idea?"
"Yes, but I need your help."
John nodded slightly and looked at Deception.
"I need you to help hunt so monsters. The more, the better."
"...Are you sure?"
In such a dangerous place, asking him to hunt monsters...
It felt like John had ulterior motives.
"Stop talking nonsense and just help . You've been here long enough; you must have improved sowhat, right? Didn't you get any powerful equipnt or items?"
"I rarely participate in dungeons, so my level and experience didn't catch up. Where would I get combat power?"
Hearing this, John rolled his eyes, annoyed. "Forget it. I knew I couldn't rely on you. Just stay here and wait for ."
"No, no! I'll go with you. We'll act together."
Leaving him alone in this place was as good as killing him. Any random monster could swallow him whole. Deception didn't want to die so pathetically. He had been plotting all this ti for revenge.
Dying to a fish before getting his revenge was unacceptable to Deception.
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