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Chapter 444: Chapter 441: "I want you to watch me become God.

[No.6 Player Live Stream・Mizushima Kawa Sora]

"...Traveler who accompanies me, I bestow upon your hands the authority named ’judgment’."

Amidst converging light, an elderly man with white hair, floating in the air, handed a long sword ablaze with white flame to a black-haired woman.

"Cut down the wicked of this world, eradicate all who have forsaken faith—you shall be the Judicator of this ’firmament.’" The elder spoke, looking down contentedly at the black-haired woman on the ground.

The sword in his hand was a Sacred Sword made entirely of brilliant light, searing hot, emanating an aura so pure it seemed to purify all things.

Taking the Sacred Sword, Mizushima Kawa Sora gripped the handle with one hand, her fingers touching the blade.

The sword, once scorching hot, turned docile under her touch, the warm and not scalding sensation letting her know that this symbol of "judgment" was highly compatible with her.

It felt as though it were an extension of her own hand, and holding the sword, she had a god-like feeling of supremacy over all things, judging all things.

"Adventurer. I am—the 3rd-ranked ’Judicator,’ Dian Si. The sword in your hand is an incarnation of my ability and will endow your attacks with the ’Absolute Judgment’ effect." The white-haired elder spoke with a stern voice and a serious demeanor, "You must—use this sword well to eradicate all the wicked under this firmament."

"I understand," Mizushima Kawa Sora said, "But I’ve heard that the ability is not imparted until there is enough rapport between me and the Guide?"

"I do not value sentiments or bonds, but only a person’s character. If I do not acknowledge you, no matter how you try to please me, I will not teach you any ability during these fifteen days," Dian Si said, "However, the moment I saw you, I knew you were the right one; thus, I can impart my strength to you immediately."

Mizushima Kawa Sora nodded, her hand forming a fist, and the white-hot sword immediately melted into her arm, retracting back into her body. Instinctively, she learned how to wield the sword.

At the same time, she also heard her personal advancement task.

"My task is... to kill the single pair of heretics among a hundred people?" she muttered softly the task description, "Thus, it appears I need to determine who those heretics are."

"In your upcoming actions, you are to find enhancement props for me," Dian Si stated, "After that, I will teach you new abilities regarding ’judgment’."

Mizushima Kawa Sora nodded.

The Guide imparts abilities to the adventurer, and the adventurer helps the Guide find props to strengthen them. This was all part of the rules set by Boss Rabbit.

If this 3rd-ranked Guide already involved powers akin to laws, then what about the 1st-ranked Guide?

She was very much looking forward to it.

Looking forward to meeting Su Ming’an and his Guide.

...

When he pulled back his hand, Su Ming’an felt very surprised.

This Xiber, who he was meeting for the first time, had unexpectedly started with a Favorability of 30.

Generally, the Favorability of NPCs at first meeting should be between 0 and 5.

Had his actions just now pleased her so?

"Adventurer, catch this," Xiber’s words interrupted his thoughts.

The subtle friction of fabric sounded as she handed him a brass-colored compass.

"This is my prop ’Tracking Compass.’ The compass records our positions, and if we are separated, try to regroup," Xiber said, "Now that the oath has been established, I will do my best to help you collect twelve divine offerings (Silver Stars) within these fifteen days."

Su Ming’an examined the compass; it was made of bronze with intricate and delicate patterns on the disc. In the center of the compass were two small black dots closely together, presumably representing him and Xiber.

"Is Jiu Shen really an existing deity?" he asked directly.

Considering the circumstances of the Seventh World, he was skeptical about the existence of ’deities.’

"Hmm?" Xiber paused slightly confused: "I didn’t catch that, what did you say?"

Su Ming’an patiently repeated the question.

He saw Xiber’s eyebrows visibly furrow.

"Of course," Xiber stared at him, "—never question the reality of deities, adventurer. Especially in this world that thrives on faith."

"Understood," Su Ming’an nodded.

It seemed Xiber had an unshakeable belief in the existence of deities.

Afterward, he simply inquired about some rules of the firmament world with Xiber.

According to Xiber, the firmament world wasn’t vast, but more like a gathering place or a tribe. The edges of the firmament world were covered by a lid-like black barrier, beyond which they could not go.

People say that outside the barrier lies a beautiful world free of filth and curses.

These guides are all natives of the firmament world, born and bred. According to the oracle, they are required to help adventurers, summoned here, to make it to the end.

The last standing pair of winners will ascend the central altar of the tribe and gain a tremendous power to break the black barrier and leave this closed-off world.

If the adventurer they are assisting dies, guides will also lose their divine wisdom, which is tantamount to death. However, the death of a guide has no real impact on the adventurer.

Therefore, to survive until the end, under normal circumstances, guides won’t abandon their adventurers, as their divine wisdom is tied to the life of the adventurer.

So, this was bound to be an immensely brutal slaughter.

In the end, there will be only one pair of winners, and the winners will get everything, moving towards the beautiful new world beyond the barrier. The losers will have nothing, not even their lives.

"Actually, I don’t trust others, including you just now," Xiber said. "I had planned to tackle the challenges alone and had no intention of taking anyone with me."

"Did my actions make you change your mind?" Su Ming’an asked with a smile.

"Barely passable," Xiber glanced at him. "Therefore, I’ve decided to make a ’never leave’ pact with you. Listen well—once one of us breaks this vow, Jiu Shen will descend to punish, so..."

She said this and bowed her head slightly, her tone more indifferent.

"...do not try to abandon me."

She said.

Su Ming’an gradually grasped the meaning.

In the exchange of words that had passed, he had slowly probed her personality and state of mind.

Enduring, cunning, showing weakness to deceive the enemy, and having an extremely strong aversion to betrayal, she was reluctant to trust others and was highly vigilant.

That momentarily blooming wild smile on her face, the beast-like look in her eyes, he still remembered them.

...Truly a wolf-like fellow.

He had originally thought she’d be a timid, herbivorous type, but it turned out she was a carnivore, laying traps and waiting for her prey, nearly catching him in her game.

Interesting.

A skilled hunter always appears in the guise of prey.

This cunning individual... she intentionally acted weak and useless when they met, trying to test if he would abandon her. And had he chosen to turn around, to leave, she would probably not have hesitated to bare her fangs.

Luckily he always intended to extract whatever residual value there was, no matter how weak the other party seemed. Once he showed his determination not to give up, she accepted him and made a so-called "vow under the witness of Jiu Shen," never to abandon each other.

Although he was uncertain of the efficacy of this vow, if he truly did leave her behind, he was unaware of what the consequences would be.

But Su Ming’an wouldn’t risk testing it. Abandoning his own guide wouldn’t be a sensible act, and he had already decided to follow Xiber’s ’Jiu Shen’ route.

He could tell that the "Bai Shen" line must have many people competing for it, while the "Jiu Shen" line should be something only he had taken.

...In a hundred people, the sole "Heretic" who believed in "Jiu Shen."

It turned out to be such a setting, at odds with the world.

"If I had just chosen to give up on you and walked away, what would you have done?" Su Ming’an suddenly grew curious, "You are the Guide. If I died, you would lose your divine wisdom too, aren’t you afraid that I might die here after you leave? After all, this place doesn’t seem safe."

Xiber glanced at him indifferently.

"I would break your limbs and lock you up here, not letting you rush to your death and ruin my plans," she said, stamping her foot on the ground, which echoed hollowly beneath—there was a basement below. "Don’t worry, I would come back regularly to give you supplies. I won’t let you die here."

"Ha," Su Ming’an laughed upon hearing that.

Facing this Prophet who seemed bristling with thorns, he smiled brilliantly:

"I see. A Prophet ranked at 100 wants to lock up an adventurer ranked at 1."

As he spoke, he saw her step forward abruptly, grabbing his collar with one hand.

He didn’t avoid it, letting her hold on.

After all, he was trying to increase his favorability with her. If she had an extreme lack of security and deep distrust of others, it would be best if he didn’t show too much oppressive strength.

Considering how several previous attempts at quickly raising favorability with skills had led to his death, he planned to observe a bit longer before deciding whether to use them.

For now, he would try to manually increase favorability by himself. He had almost figured out her personality, and increasing favorability shouldn’t be too difficult.

Before him, the Prophet in bright red robes was holding his collar with one hand, her eyes firmly locked on him.

In the depths of those eyes, mirror-like, he could almost see his reflection.

"...While I am indeed the 100th Guide, and I was not lying before, I am indeed weak. I can only passively see a short time into the future, and I have almost no combat power. I don’t know how to fight, and in these dangerous fifteen days, it’s possible to die anywhere..." Her somewhat suppressed voice seemed strained, as if squeezed from her throat.

As she emphasized her own weakness, she sounded almost as if she were grinding her teeth, with a taste of blood:

"But, if you truly hinder me, even at a cost, I will awaken the power of Jiu Shen and make you disappear from my sight."

She stared at him like a bristle-covered hedgehog.

There was a sort of madness about her, as if she were ready to drag others down with her at any moment, seemingly unfearful of death.

Such a personality was rare and intriguing, as if she were standing on the edge of death yet showed no fear whatsoever.

From her words, Su Ming’an understood her meaning.

Because she was the only one who believed in Jiu Shen, she would have the favor of Jiu Shen and could wield a portion of its power.

But, as one might guess, the reason why so few believed in Jiu Shen must be... that this god’s name is not a favorable one.

Compared to the widely worshiped and righteous Bai Shen, Jiu Shen must be more like an "Evil God," a deity not broadly accepted by people.

That’s why she would need to pay a "price" to awaken the power of Jiu Shen.

Therefore, to ensure the completion of his advancement task and to keep this prophet alive before him, it would be better not to let her pay such a "price," not to let her obtain this kind of ability blessed by an evil god.

"You won’t have the chance to pay any price; you won’t need to fight," Su Ming’an said. "Because I’m not going to abandon you."

Xiber’s hand trembled slightly.

"You have no idea what we’re going to face," she said.

"Do you know?"

"..." She let go of his collar.

"I can see," she said. "’The future’ is something that cannot be changed, no matter what. It remains the same, even though I have already witnessed it with my own eyes."

"Since we have become companions and made a vow, I can’t run away now, right?" Su Ming’an spread his hands. "What is your ’goal’? Can you tell me what it is—I mean, beyond the basic objective of surviving to the end."

Strands of white hair peeked out, floating before her pale eyes.

Her hand gripped the corner of her red robe, seemingly hesitating.

After a moment, she suddenly smiled, her smile tinged with self-mockery.

"You’re right. Since we are bound by life and death, there’s no need for me to hide anything from you."

As she spoke, she lifted her arm, revealing a forearm inscribed with eerie blood-colored runes.

While waiting for her to speak, Su Ming’an’s breathing became extremely steady.

For some reason, he suddenly felt as if he were being watched by a deity.

It was as if something was slowly turning its gaze toward him, and he felt a sharp wind before his eyes.

"My goal is not merely ultimate victory. I... within this land, within this sealed world..."

She lifted her eyelids.

There was an extraordinary wildness in her eyes, evoking thoughts of grasslands and lurking packs of wolves.

Under Su Ming’an’s gaze, she revealed a dangerous and bloodthirsty smile.

Beneath the distorted and dark sky, she stood before him in her red robe, like an intensely burning, vivid flame.

Like an unextinguishable torch amidst the darkness.

"...To become a God."

She said.

...Amidst the sparse rustling of leaves, Su Ming’an heard a faint whispering once more.

It was as if an Evil God whispered softly in his ear.

...

[Beneath the firmament, all things reborn. The forgotten ones, in bodies of ’monsters,’ aspire to rival the gods.]

[The adventurer before you seems to become the most suitable one for her.]

[This time,]

[Refuse betrayal, prohibit abandonment.]

[The bloodied, the defiant, the weakest.]

[Igniting the torch with souls, stoking it with flesh and blood.]

[To dance with death, to walk with the Evil God—this weakest of the weak, vows—]

[—She will cleave through this land, to become the ’God’ among ’Monsters.’]

[— "Jiu Shen · Reincarnation Memoirs"]

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