Chapter 32 The Final Reward



Chapter 32 The Final Reward

The entire Central Divine Realm trembled violently, more intensely than ever before.

It was as if this ancient divine realm could no longer withstand the repeated devastation and was about to collapse completely.

At the very center of the ruins, on that relatively intact high platform, the space shattered inch by inch like glass! It wasn't collapse, but rather a... transformation.

A dazzling array of seven-colored divine light burst forth from the crack, shooting straight into the dim sky and illuminating the bloody battlefield with a bizarre and surreal glow.

An aura far more vast than the previous chaotic light source spread out, instantly stirring the deepest greed in the hearts of all the survivors.

The light gradually faded, revealing the scene on the high platform.

There, the previously suspended chaotic light source had vanished, replaced by three objects emanating distinctly different, yet equally terrifying, auras:

On the left is a broken sword burning with an inextinguishable pale flame. The blade is covered with cracks, yet it exudes an extreme killing intent that can annihilate souls and incinerate all things.

On the right is a slowly beating heart, like one cast in crystal. Each beat causes the surrounding light to distort, radiating boundless vitality and... a bewitching charm.

In the center is a scroll that looks ancient and is made of the hide of an unknown animal, with illusory light and shadow flowing on its surface like a river of fate.

[System Announcement: The final reward has been displayed. You can take it away only after holding it until the end of the dungeon or after defeating the final guardian.]

Almost the instant the system announcement sounded, the remaining players, who had been in despair and ready to give up, had their eyes instantly filled with a frenzied crimson.

The ultimate reward! And there's more than one! Moreover, it seems to be more concrete and powerful than that chaotic light source.

Greed instantly overwhelmed fear.

"Rob it!"

"That's mine!"

"Kill them!"

Sylvie's eyes blazed with unprecedented fervor as she pointed her scepter at the high platform: "For the glory of the Lord, seize the divine artifact!"

Her remaining followers, as if injected with adrenaline, charged forward recklessly.

The other two player teams, with their eyes red, unleashed their last potential and lunged at the high platform.

Even some players who seemed to be seriously injured and on the verge of death struggled to get up and tried to take advantage of the chaos.

Chaos! Chaos even more insane and reckless than before erupted instantly.

"You're courting death!" Qiu Zangxue's bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent, and Xing Tian's fighting spirit was completely ignited by these three divine objects that exuded extreme allure.

Ignoring his injuries, he brandished his single sword in his left hand and charged into the first wave of Hillocks like a meat grinder.

Where the blade flashed, severed limbs flew everywhere.

Qiu Zangxue completely abandoned defense, focusing solely on offense and sacrificing his life for others. In the most savage way, he carved a bloody path through the crowd, his target the broken sword burning with pale flames.

That extreme killing intent resonated strongly with his Xing Tian fighting spirit.

Jun Xiangbei's eyes narrowed, his gaze quickly sweeping over the three rewards before finally settling on the glass heart.

Emotional divinity—that was precisely his goal for this trip.

Although the aura emanating from this heart leans more towards allure and control, the emotional principles it contains are undeniable.

"Protect me as I approach that heart!" Jun Xiangbei's voice carried an undeniable determination. He brandished his sword, like a precise scalpel, cutting into the battle to relieve Qiu Zangxue's burden while simultaneously clearing away enemies trying to block his path to godhood.

Su Meichuan looked at the glass heart, a hint of longing flashing in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and unleashed his evolved charm illusion at full power.

A rainbow of light rippled outwards from him, creating subtle spatial distortions that threw the charging enemies into chaos.

Some people were attacking the air frantically, while others ran in the opposite direction with dazed eyes, greatly relieving the pressure on the main battlefield.

Bai Muling moved along the edge of the battlefield, her throwing knives like invitations from the Grim Reaper, precisely reaping those enemies who were bewitched by illusions or injured by Qiu Zangxue and Jun Xiangbei, with extremely high efficiency.

Xin Yuan'er nervously hid in a relatively safe corner, his lucky buff still playing a strange role in this ultimate melee.

Every now and then, stray bullets "just happen" to hit the enemy's case, or the enemy "accidentally" steps on the slippery Divine Blood and falls to the ground while charging, always creating opportunities for teammates in various unexpected ways.

The viewers in Qiu Zangxue's live stream were thrilled:

"Boss Qiu has gone berserk! He's completely reckless."

"The Sumerians' illusion magic is amazing! They can control a huge area with just one spell!"

"Lucky one: Watch my invisible assist!"

Gu Yunqing was fully controlling Qiu Zangxue, immersing herself in the ultimate thrill of killing.

Injuries? Pain? Compared to Xing Tian's fighting spirit and his desire for that broken sword, all of that was insignificant.

He could feel the broken sword calling to him, yearning to drink blood.

With each enemy he slayed, he drew closer to the sword, and his fighting spirit became more concentrated.

At the same time, he also spared some attention to keep a close eye on the overall situation of the battlefield, especially the safety of Zhuge Jin.

Zhuge Jin still stood slightly behind, the pale golden Bagua diagram beneath his feet slowly rotating, his white veil fluttering in the chaotic energy storm.

He didn't directly participate in the scramble, but his voice, like a stabilizing force, constantly resonated in his teammates' minds, enabling them to make the most precise tactical decisions.

"Qiu Zangxue, with three men on the left wing, forming a pincer movement, will break through their head first."

"Head north, an assassin is hiding behind a boulder on your right, and your target is you."

"Su Meichuan, concentrate your illusion magic to disrupt Sylvie's spellcasting."

"Bai Muling, to the southeast, that heavily wounded orc is a good target."

Under his command, the team members were always able to deal with various emergencies with the highest efficiency, avoid fatal attacks, and use their strength in the most critical places.

The battle was extremely fierce.

Sylvie swung her warhammer, each strike causing a violent tremor that forced Qiu Zangxue and Jun Xiangbei to temporarily retreat.

Another player, who possessed a fragment of the Shadow Godhood, moved like a ghost, constantly darting through the shadows, attempting to ambush the seemingly most "vulnerable" Zhuge Jin and Su Meichuan.

Blood continued to splatter on the ground, staining the golden ground even darker red.

Players continued to fall amidst screams of agony, and their names on the leaderboard faded rapidly.

Several more deep, bone-revealing wounds appeared on Qiu Zangxue's body, especially on his back, which was almost grazed by a divine spell and charred black. However, he seemed oblivious to it, his eyes fixed only on the pale, broken sword that was getting closer and closer.

To shield Su Meichuan from a deadly assassination attempt, Jun Xiangbei suffered a deep gash on his left shoulder, his white robes instantly stained with blood. However, he didn't even flinch, and with a backhand strike, he forced the shadowy assassin back.

Su Meichuan's mental energy was greatly depleted, her face was pale, and she was barely able to maintain the large-scale illusion.

Bai Muling had almost exhausted her flying knives and could only rely on her agility to maneuver around.

Xin Yuan'er faced numerous dangers, nearly being hit by stray bullets several times, only narrowly escaping thanks to a strange stroke of luck.

The viewers in Xin Yuan'er's live stream were terrified:

"This is too tragic... This is the true Ragnarok..."

"Boss Qiu is still charging forward! Doesn't he feel the pain?"

"The Lord God is injured, ahhh, my heart aches for him."

"Consort Su can't hold on much longer..."

Just as Qiu Zangxue was about to touch the pale, broken sword, Jun Xiangbei was also approaching Liuli's heart, and Sylvie and the others frantically tried to stop them, the battle reached its most brutal stalemate—

Zhuge Jin, who had been standing still, suddenly raised his hand again.

He moved his fingertips rapidly through the air, and the pale golden Bagua diagram shone brightly, spreading out a mysterious wave.

"Heaven and Earth reverse, Kan and Li shift... Array, activate!"

As his ethereal voice faded, the space around the entire platform seemed to tremble slightly.

An invisible force field quietly formed.

Sylvie, who was about to unleash a wide-range divine spell, suddenly felt her divine power stagnate, and the spell model almost collapsed.

The warhammer swung by the power-type player inexplicably deviated slightly from its trajectory and struck empty air.

The shadow assassin was horrified to find that his connection with the shadow had become extremely obscure, almost forcing him out of stealth.

However, Qiu Zangxue and Jun Xiangbei felt a lightness all over their bodies, as if an invisible force was propelling them, allowing them to break through the last obstacle in an instant.

"Now!" Zhuge Jin's voice boomed in their minds like thunder.

With a roar, Qiu Zangxue stretched out his blood-stained left hand and grabbed the broken sword burning with pale flames.

"boom--!"

Pale flames instantly spread up his arm, scorching his flesh and soul.

The extreme pain caused him to roar like a wild beast, but his scarlet eyes blazed with an even more frenzied light. Xing Tian's fighting spirit desperately resisted the erosion of the flames, trying to subdue this ferocious weapon.

At the same time, Jun Xiangbei also made a lightning-fast move, grabbing the glass heart in his hand!

The moment the heart was in his hand, an immense torrent of emotions, brimming with all sorts of temptations, desires, and a thirst for control, surged into his consciousness like a river bursting its banks.

Jun Xiangbei let out a muffled groan, his face showing a violent fluctuation for the first time. His eyes instantly became dazed and confused, and his body swayed, almost unable to stand.

This was a thousand times more intense than any emotional shock he had ever experienced before.

"Jun, head north!" Su Meichuan exclaimed, trying to step forward, but was blocked by two enemies who rushed up in the process.

Gu Yunqing was startled. While controlling Qiu Zangxue to suppress the backlash of the divine artifact, she also kept a close eye on Jun Xiangbei through Zhuge Jin's perspective.

Will this guy's consciousness be completely overwhelmed by this emotional divine power?

However, at this most chaotic and critical moment, the divine scroll that was floating in the center seemed to have lost some balance because the two core rewards had been taken away, and suddenly unfolded automatically.

The scroll does not contain words, but rather a constantly shifting, chaotic scene.

A ferocious outline was faintly outlined within it... A terrifying pressure that sent shivers down one's spine was slowly awakening, like a slumbering beast that had been asleep for millennia...

Qiu Zangxue's live stream:

"It seems Boss Qiu is suffering from the backlash of the divine artifact!"

"Something's wrong with the God of War; he's been affected."

"That scroll...it opened by itself! What's inside?"

"This oppressive aura... I feel like I'm suffocating even through the screen."

Gu Yunqing felt a terrifying aura emanating from the scroll, far surpassing that of any enemy before. Looking at Qiu Zangxue and Jun Xiangbei, who were struggling against the divine artifact and the divine essence, as well as Su Meichuan and the others who were almost exhausted, he felt a chill in his heart.

The real final test has only just begun.

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