"What do you an?"
"It ans you made a na for yourself in the last battle. Now, most of the ordinary Silver Level contenders facing you will probably concede voluntarily. After all, the spectacle you created last ti was indeed a bit outrageous, even watching it made my heart race..."
"Huh?"
"But don't worry, after these two rounds of matches, your hidden score must be off the charts. Next ti, the system's automatic match-up is likely to arrange a Golden Level opponent for you!"
"..."
Is this a good thing?
Furrowing his brows and contemplating for two seconds, Zhu Haomiao suddenly thought of sothing and looked at Feng Zhaobai with clear eyes.
Before he could speak, Feng Zhaobai smiled slightly, holding up one finger.
"The opponent was an ordinary Silver Level, consider it a completed task, 100 points."
Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao let out a long sigh of relief and imdiately used the newly obtained Contribution Points.
"Senior Brother Feng, could you help exchange for the sixth layer of [Stacked Waves Strength]?"
Taking the Dragon Emblem handed over by the youth, Feng Zhaobai looked him up and down with an odd expression.
"Did you achieve Great Success in breaking through the Fifth Level of [Stacked Waves Strength]?"
Glancing at the Cultivation Technique in the [Book of Black], Zhu Haomiao calmly shook his head.
"Not yet, I'm stuck at the Fourth Level bottleneck, but it should be soon."
Seeing the youth's carefree deanor, Feng Zhaobai and Wang Hua exchanged glances, both seeing the indescribable complex emotions in each other's eyes.
Even if you're extraordinarily talented, you have to follow basic principles!
Everyone experiences bottlenecks equally, with an elent of randomness – why is it as easy for you as eating and drinking?!
The key issue is that it's uncontrollable!
How can you be so confidently assured?!
What's more frightening is that despite such outrageous statents, we don't find anything wrong, but instead feel an inexplicable sense of acceptance.
Even though it's absurd, when thinking it's him, it seems normal...
"You guys with [God's Destiny] are truly damned!"
Hearing Wang Hua's gritted admonition, Feng Zhaobai gave him a sidelong glance.
"Not every [God's Destiny] is like him, don't mistakenly offend."
Zhu Haomiao: "..."
After saying this, Feng Zhaobai turned to arrange the exchange, while Wang Hua continued to stare at Zhu Haomiao with an expression of resentnt.
"Senior Brother Wang..."
"Do you know how long it took back then to break a Basic Force from Small Success to Great Success?"
"Uh..."
"Five years! Do you know how I lived through those five years?!!"
"..."
Seeing Wang Hua's excited appearance, Zhu Haomiao discreetly took two steps back, fearing he might utter, "You're dood today, not even Jesus can save you!"
Fortunately, after venting his emotions, Wang Hua's tone shifted to one of sage-like wisdom.
"Ah... fellows like you, Heaven's Chosen Sons, won't understand the suffering of us mortals..."
Before he finished speaking, a slap landed on Wang Hua's head, making him crouch defensively on the spot.
"I rember you're a top-tier [Heroic Destiny], just one step away from [God's Destiny], what do you an mortal?!"
Feng Zhaobai gave him an exasperated look, casually handing the [Dragon Emblem] back to Zhu Haomiao.
"In front of this guy, how am I different from a mortal?!"
Wang Hua, clutching his head, retorted indignantly.
Hearing this, Feng Zhaobai paused, reluctantly nodding.
"That's true..."
Let's not ntion [Heroic Destiny], even as soone with [God's Destiny], Feng Zhaobai himself felt a vast "Heavenly" gap between him and the youth.
The speed of the other's growth was terrifying!
So terrifying that even those with [God's Destiny] found it hard to comprehend!
On the other hand, sensing the unfavorable atmosphere towards himself, Zhu Haomiao decisively changed the subject.
"By the way, Senior Brother Wang, can I have another match?"
Hearing this serious inquiry, Wang Hua straightened his deanor and stood up.
"Not today, it's already unconventional to have inserted an impromptu match, any more privileges and I'll get penalized."
Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao feigned disappointnt and sighed.
"Alright then..."
"If you follow the standard procedure, the earliest you can schedule another match is the day after tomorrow. Do you want to register?"
Seeing the youth's expression of unfulfilled regret, Wang Hua proposed a compromise.
Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a few seconds and shook his head.
"In a few days, I'll have to return to the real world for so adjustnts, maybe next ti."
The main reason was that once he returned today, he would undergo pupation breakthrough, which wasn't suitable for intense combat.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries with the two, Zhu Haomiao decisively bid farewell.
While heading back to the hotel, Zhu Haomiao suddenly sensed sothing, looking up into the distance, his gaze penetrating the barriers of ti and space, reflecting a fla-like rolling black light in his eyes.
.........
"Praise be to my Lord, I offer the sinful to you as a sacrifice..."
"We pray for the light of Primordial Sin to enlighten the world..."
"Grant us redemption...
In the dark and desolate underground altar, a group of mysterious figures shrouded in black cloaks knelt devoutly, holding a shining Gold Coin in their hands, muttering prayers.
And in front of them, dozens of "sacrifices" with broken hands and feet, barely clinging to life, were stacked in the center of the altar, struggling helplessly and in terror.
Among them, a middle-aged white man with blonde hair and blue eyes was hysterically roaring and cursing.
"You madn! Demons! God will punish you, your souls will descend into Hell!!"
Yet no one paid attention to his screams, only a figure entirely shrouded in a hooded cloak slowly approached him.
"Mr. Liran Campbell, we are all gravely sinful people, do you really think you'll ascend to Heaven?"
Accompanied by mocking words, the newcor slowly removed his hood, revealing a sharply defined, elegant face.
"I bought an indulgence, God will forgive !"
"And you! Wilson! You actually sided with the Devil! The Church Court will never let you go!"
"Your soul will surely descend to the lake of fire, to suffer forever!"
Upon hearing this false bravado of a curse, Wilson lifted a derisive smile.
"Dear Mr. Liran Campbell, you are deluded!"
"God is 'rciful'. No matter what I've done, as long as I buy an indulgence, God will forgive , just as... He will forgive you..."
"?!!"
With Wilson's blasphemous murmurs echoing in his ears, Liran Campbell's eyes widened, opening his mouth to speak, yet finding himself unable to retort.
"No... it's not like this... it's not like this..."
Watching Liran Campbell's breakdown into despair, Wilson's tone shifted, showing a fanatical smile.
"To beco a sacrifice for my Lord is a glory bestowed by Heaven upon you, be grateful, sinful in your greed!"
Gently caressing Liran Campbell's head, the black light in Wilson's eyes churned, and the previously elegant gentlemanly smile inexplicably turned cold and sinister.
At this mont, Wilson seed to sense sothing, turning to kneel devoutly towards the dense darkness untouched by faint light.
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