Then... countless item cards, talismans, grenades, and compressed energy grenades rained down into the beam of light, like a deluge of items...

Are you out of your mind?!

The screams of the Shinto saintess were drowned out by the continuous explosions. She struggled desperately, and the leaves and vines around her rushed outwards like crazy, only to bounce back after hitting the pillars of light without leaving even a crack. "Who throws props like that when they're fighting!"

"Only a fool would listen to your rules!"

Standing behind the light shield, the young master of Chinese cooking shouted at her while clinging to the edge of the shield, and kept pulling things out of his hands, "Our boss said that to deal with pretentious people like you, we have to hit you with props until you cry for your parents!"

After all, besides throwing props, there's no other way. I don't have any offensive means; I can't exactly go up and punch you with my fists, can I...?

No matter how powerful the Shinto saintess is, her defensive vines can't condense as quickly as Little Master's item-throwing speed...

Although it would be shameful to admit defeat and leave now, it's better than losing your life, so he retreated frantically. Little Master breathed a sigh of relief; things were stable now.

The effects of god-tier items can't be that simple.

When the Shinto saintess completely lost the will to fight and only wanted to survive and escape the battlefield, the silver compass once again emitted a dazzling light.

The light was even brighter than before, like moonlight tempered with ice, instantly enveloping the entire area of ​​the pillar of light.

The Shinto saintess felt an invisible suction force coming from the compass. The vines that she could barely keep moving instantly withered, and the energy in her body was draining away wildly. Her limbs and bones felt as if they were filled with lead, so heavy that she couldn't even lift her hand.

"What is this..." Her voice was finally filled with extreme fear, her face was ashen, and her eyes were filled with despair.

Outside the beam of light, the young master chef finally stopped taking out props, leaving only the last small bomb in his hand, but he did not answer her question.

The divine item, the "Divine Compass," restricts the opponent from using any item and inflicts various negative statuses such as paralysis and dizziness for 1 minute.

However, it may also trigger a secondary effect: if the opponent shows signs of fear and tries to disengage, it can completely suppress all the energy within their body, and in addition, annihilate their soul...

The clone's energy relies on the soul; if even the soul is annihilated, how can the clone continue to exist?

Before she finished speaking, the compass light intensified, and a golden chain suddenly shot out from the bottom of the pillar of light, wrapping around the ankle of the Shinto saintess like a serpent.

The chains were engraved with intricate runes. With each rune that lit up, the saintess's aura weakened. Even the clone mark hidden deep within her soul was faintly burning under the suppression of this power, as if it would be forcibly stripped away at any moment.

"A clone! My clone!"

The Shinto saintess screamed shrilly. She finally understood Qi Xu's scheme. From the very beginning, this battle was a trap, designed to lure her into making a move and then use this divine artifact to cut off all her escape routes...

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