Infinite Paradise
Chapter 30 - 20 Most Heavyweight Operations in History

Chapter 30: 20 Most Heavyweight Operations in History

"What is...that?!"

The moment Gaia’s projection descended, the Prison Director was completely stunned. As a former White Robed Bishop, he was all too familiar with this kind of aura—there was no doubt that this was the power of a deity.

But at the same time, he felt extremely unfamiliar with it.

The divine aura belonged neither to the side of Chaos nor to the side of Order. From where has this deity emerged? And even him, could only activate the power of the God of Slaanesh residing within this human head by sacrificing lifespan, yet Le Cheng had directly summoned a divine projection. How was he capable of this?

The Prison Director couldn’t believe his own eyes.

Suddenly, he felt the human head in his hand tremble slightly. Then, it opened its mouth, and a pinkish phantom flew out, while Gaia’s phantom also lifted her head at the same time. As if reaching some sort of agreement, both phantoms simultaneously soared towards the sky.

The two projections flew higher and morphed into chaotic, cloud-like forms—one pink and the other milky white. Then, they began to intertwine and devour each other. Initially, the two were equally matched, but gradually, the pink cloud began to thin and dim, seemingly falling into disadvantage, left with no choice but to defend.

This, however, made the white cloud more aggressive, continuously consuming the pink cloud.

It’s over. The God of Slaanesh is going to lose!

Seeing this, the Prison Director was drenched in a cold sweat.

Le Cheng was right. The head he held was a replica created by the Slaanesh Sect, imitating the appearance of the God of Slaanesh, but it housed a strand of the god’s Divine Thought. Strictly speaking, it could also be considered an avatar of the God of Slaanesh in the Mortal World.

Of course, this Divine Thought of the God of Slaanesh was dormant most of the time, awakening briefly only when the faithful offered enough Pleasure Energy, and even then, it would convey the deity’s will to the followers but would not easily leave the host body.

However, not only did the God of Slaanesh leave the host body and actively confront that unknown deity, but also fell into disadvantage during the battle; for the Prison Director, this was nearly inconceivable.

Indeed, there are countless strands of Divine Thought of the God of Slaanesh in the Mortal World, and some, after leaving the host and over time, might become relatively independent individuals. But tracing back to their origin, they still belong to the God of Slaanesh, possessing both the divinity and Divine Power of the God of Slaanesh, albeit incomplete and very weak.

If its opponent were just some Pseudo-Gods or Lower Gods, relying solely on the suppression of divinity would be enough to make them flee in sheer panic. But now, it was being driven back progressively, which signifies one thing—this unknown deity is at least a Supreme God on par with the God of Slaanesh!

Just as are Supreme Gods, the Divine Thought obviously cannot match the projection!

And this is exactly what the Prison Director couldn’t understand. Besides the Chaos Four Gods and the Order Four Gods, where did this ninth Supreme God suddenly come from? If there truly exists a ninth Supreme God in this world, why hasn’t he heard of it until now?

"Ha ha, dumbfounded, aren’t you? Did you think only you could call upon parental power? Now my mother is about to capture your mother. Are you considering writing an obituary for the departed deity?"

Le Cheng looked at the Prison Director’s nearly crazed expression and laughed heartily.

"No... it’s false, that must be false!"

The Prison Director numbly shook his head, his faith nearly shaken by the defeat of the God of Slaanesh by the Nameless God. Suddenly, his face hardened, "This must be your Concealing Technique; it’s an Illusion Technique, you won’t make me waver!"

Swish!

That long slender tongue shot out again, fiercely stabbing towards Le Cheng’s heart.

"Trying the same trick again? Don’t you know that the same move won’t work on me twice?"

Before, Le Cheng was influenced by the God of Slaanesh’s spirit which allowed the sneak attack to be successful, but now, Gaia had already removed the DEBUFF from him. How could it work again?

He easily dodged the tongue attack, grabbing it in his hand and forcefully pulling it back.

With a snapping sound, the tongue split into two, and the beautiful head let out a mournful cry, quickly retracting the remaining tongue.

"How does it feel like this thing is a bit troublesome?"

Le Cheng looked at his right arm. Although he had stopped the bleeding from the wound, this arm was only connected by a few pieces of flesh, not only disobedient but also cumbersome in movement.

"Never mind, it’s all the same with or without you."

Hiss!

Le Cheng raised an eyebrow, yanked off his entire right arm, and hurled it towards the Prison Director.

"Since you like it so much, I might as well gift it to you."

"You..."

The Prison Director’s face drastically changed; he hadn’t expected Le Cheng to be as ruthless with himself as he was with his enemies. Caught off guard, he quickly dodged to the side, but in the next moment, Le Cheng had already teleported over, his left hand gripping the director’s neck, his sharp nails digging deep into the flesh.

"Indeed, your previous protection all came from the God of Slaanesh. Without Him, you’re nothing but trash."

"Watching this, I really feel pity for you; I can’t help but want to sing a song for you..."

"In this world, only mothers are good. A child with a mother is like a treasure, nestled in the mother’s embrace, happiness knows no bounds~~"

As he sang, Le Cheng lifted the Prison Director’s body high up, his almost steel-like strength causing intense suffocation, with the director’s legs kicking continuously in the air.

"Oh, my apologies, I forgot you don’t actually have a mother. You’re just a dog for the God of Slaanesh. Unlike me, I am Mother Gaia’s only beloved son."

"In this world, only mothers are good. A child without a mother is like a blade of grass, straying from the mother’s embrace, you’re doomed~~"

Crack!

With a crisp sound of breaking bones, the Prison Director’s neck was violently crushed by Le Cheng.

Soon, the director’s legs stopped moving, and his arms limply hung down.

"Whoops, almost dropped it."

Le Cheng promptly tossed the corpse of the Prison Director aside, and with a swift move, he held the beautiful head in his hand.

[Name: Head of Slaanesh]

[Feature: A replica head hosting Divine Thought]

Looking at the information revealed by the head, Le Cheng realized, no wonder the Identification Eye didn’t work earlier—the head was harboring Slaanesh’s Divine Thought.

But now... huh?

Le Cheng suddenly noticed that the head’s eyes were glaring at him, seemingly disapproving of his actions.

Indeed, holding up the head like a lantern was somewhat disrespectful to the deity.

But—

"What are you looking at? Don’t think just because you’re the God of Slaanesh that you can make faces at me. Watch out, or I might send you on maternity leave!"

As Le Cheng said this, the head’s gaze grew sharper, but with the Prison Director gone, it no longer posed any threat to Le Cheng.

"Whoa, still spirited?"

Le Cheng wasn’t about to indulge this thing, considering how to punish it.

Just then, he noticed the ongoing battle high in the sky... although the God of Slaanesh was at a disadvantage, its situation started to change slowly when it took a defensive stance against Gaia’s erosion.

"Could it be Mother Gaia isn’t actually good at fighting?" Le Cheng muttered to himself, switching his gaze between the sky and the head in his hand. Honestly, if you ignore the fact it has no body, the head is truly breathtakingly beautiful... might it work?

Suddenly, Le Cheng had an idea.

"Let me lend a helping hand to Mother Gaia."

As he spoke, he held the Head of Slaanesh under his arm and unzipped his pants.

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