Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 510 - 398: Proof of Not Being Killed

Chapter 510: Chapter 398: Proof of Not Being Killed

Hair densely packed transformed into a human form, lunging forward for an embrace.

The elder attempted to retaliate, continuously swinging a ball of flame in his hand, yet it was in vain.

Countless strands of hair wrapped him up like a mummy.

There was a pause.

All the hair dispersed.

The elder had turned into a skeleton, collapsing amidst the long hair all over the ground.

A strand of hair tapped on the treasure chest beside him.

The chest opened in response.

Inside was a gemstone sparkling with seven-colored light, illuminating the entire sky.

The fine hair quickly wrapped around the gemstone, pulling it underground so that all the light vanished instantly.

The hair gathered once again, forming a human shape.

It surveyed the surroundings.

No one could move an inch.

Just when everyone thought the creature would continue its spree of slaughter, they saw it stride up to Dolores, the president of the Ten Thousand Spirit Silence Association.

"Ah... You are different from them, you are not a monster," said the hair creature.

Dolores was stunned.

The next second, he realized he could move.

"If I am not a monster, then what am I?"

Dolores asked coolly.

He gathered his Soul Power, ready to summon at any moment.

Only to hear the hair creature say:

"Beings that only know how to take, slaughter, and destroy are monsters; killing them allows one to gain their treasure chests, but as for you—"

"You have 15 points of Merit, you can be considered a ’person’."

Dolores listened intently.

Everyone around also seemed to realize suddenly.

Merit!

So, the monsters judged how to treat everyone based on this rare attribute.

Wu Xiaode could not help but glance at his own character attributes.

"Reserve Soul Power: 10.27 million, Willpower: 980,000, Merit: 151 points."

He was taken aback.

How could he have so much Merit?

The Book of the Dead, resonating with his thoughts, immediately displayed lines of prompt runes:

"For pioneering the era where the Ten Thousand Spirits descended, you played a significant role and were awarded 120 points of Merit."

"The Queen Mother of the West has a commission agreement with you, giving you one point of Merit daily, which since the last slumber of the Queen Mother of the West, has been changed to a once-a-month lump sum distribution."

"This month you have received 30 points of Merit from the Queen Mother of the West."

"Christina is continuously live-streaming, earning various points, among them one point of Merit."

"End of message."

"Your total Merit is: 151 points."

With his own 151 points of Merit, he likely wouldn’t be killed by the monsters as a monster.

Wu Xiaode then looked towards the group of elders from the Destruction Council.

Their faces were as pale as death, trembling uncontrollably.

Of course—

The Destruction Council, always plotting the destruction of other worlds and embroiled in endless internal strife, had no Merit at all!

They would surely all be regarded as monsters!

The next thing to clarify was what kind of situation Dolores, this "person" with Merit, would face.

The monster stood in front of Dolores, speaking in an obscure and rigid tone:

"Please assign a task; I will only take your treasure chest when I have completed your task."

"You have three minutes to assign a task; if you exceed this time, I will erase you."

The Task!

Dolores fell into contemplation.

The monster stood quietly by his side, waiting.

All around, everyone was swiftly checking their own points of Merit.

Wu Xiaode hovered in mid-air, keeping an eye on Dolores’ movements while also looking towards the Destruction Council.

It would be best if these damned elders died at the monster’s hands!

However, he feared that they might have some unforeseen tricks up their sleeves...

After all, the book of Destruction Laws could kill anyone mentioned in it, its power beyond imagination.

This time they had sent the group of elders to participate in the test, it was said that failure would result in the erasure of all participants.

Yet the President dared to give up the battle of Life and Death!

What was the President’s ultimate trick?

Just as Wu Xiaode was wondering, he suddenly heard Dolores speak.

"I want to know what’s in my treasure chest."

The monster responded meaningfully:

"Someone like you, an Ancient God who skipped through time with Secret Techniques, avoided the last immeasurable catastrophe, and reincarnated as a human. You are indeed a one-in-a-million master, so in your treasure chest, it must be you."

Dolores was startled and could not help but say, "So, if you complete the task, will you obtain me?"

"Yes, you will become my slave," the monster declared.

Dolores’s eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, do you think just because you’ve defeated a few people, you can certainly defeat me?"

"Well, my task is to have a fair duel with you,"

"— a duel to decide the winner and loser!"

"Agreed," the monster replied.

The long hair on the ground suddenly spread out, clearing a circular area for the two of them.

"Bring forth all your power, former Divine Master of the Ancient God."

The monster spoke in a low voice.

Its entire body of long hair twisted together, starting to weave into something bizarrely shaped.

This thing resembled a giant, grotesquely shaped finger.

Dolores had been about to summon an illusory figure upon himself with his arm raised, but then he saw this giant finger.

"It’s you!"

He suddenly exclaimed.

This shout left everyone puzzled.

Wu Xiaode, looking down from mid-air, saw that the combativeness on Dolores’s face had vanished, replaced by boundless despair and fear.

The monster raised that strange finger, speaking in a stiff tone:

"I’ve already revealed how you fled back then, and only now do you recognize me."

Pointing at it, Dolores stuttered:

"You are, you are, you’re—"

The monster with long hair slowly approached him, saying in a soothing voice:

"During the first catastrophe of the Destruction of Mortals, when the standard-bearing demon waved the flag, I descended upon the worlds, turning all beings into creatures of Evil."

All was silent.

Shh... Shh...

It gradually drew closer to Dolores, continuing to speak:

"You managed to escape that time because the self-destruction of the Ten Thousand Gods bought you some time."

"But this time, you’ve lost the body of the Ancient God, and there are no more Ten Thousand Gods anymore."

"Who will buy you time now?"

Dolores was covered in beads of cold sweat, unable to even summon his descent, and stumbled to the ground with a tremble.

"Look, you know how powerful I am and that your only fate is one that all beings cannot resist."

The monster stood before him.

"It’s over, Dolores."

The finger tapped on Dolores’s head.

Pop!

Dolores instantly vanished.

The bronze treasure chest beside him burst open, and inside was him, shackled with heavy black chains.

—He became the "mission reward"!

From that moment, he was the slave of the Jie Mo!

The long hair on the ground around them continuously writhed, surged, and twisted around Dolores inside the chest.

The president of the Ten Thousand Spirit Silence Association, an Ancient God from past ages, was thus neatly dealt with.

The monster looked around again.

Finally, its gaze fell on the speaker of the Destruction Council.

"You’re a big monster, your treasure chest must contain incredibly precious treasures,"

the monster said with interest.

It looked away from the entwined Dolores in the chest and started walking towards the speaker of the Destruction Council.

The speaker’s face changed abruptly, suddenly shouting, "You can’t touch me."

"Oh? Why?" the monster asked seriously.

The speaker declared loudly, "We, the Destruction Council, once served as supporters, helping the boundless cataclysm destroy the world. We possess a token exempting us from being transformed into Evil, personally issued to us by a certain entity during the great cataclysm!"

The monster paused, lost in thought.

A moment passed.

Two moments.

Three moments.

It suddenly spoke:

"It seems there was such a thing—"

"As members of the beings, you turned against us, helping us to destroy everything, thus earning our favor and gaining temporary immunity from transformation."

"Show me your token, and I will verify its authenticity."

The voice had barely faded.

The speaker suddenly realized he could move.

Overjoyed, he reached into his chest and pulled out a token, tossing it towards where the monster stood.

"Please have a look, your honor!"

"Hmm."

The monster reached out to catch the token.

Just then—and in full view of everyone—

a bronze hand suddenly appeared out of the Void, grabbing the token instantly before disappearing.

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