Chapter 767
: A Big Move at the Last Minute
The Arrogant Lord stated that He would accept any proposal from the Loyal Heart Society.
Her sole, and all-encompassing, desire was to become someone who transcends.
At this very moment, the will of hell is advancing its reform of the internal power system with irreversible momentum, and the division, restriction, and revocation of the power held by the monarchs are becoming increasingly clear and stringent.
The authority that once symbolized power and status is gradually becoming a shackle that binds the soul and locks down destiny.
The arrogant lord clearly felt the door called transcendence slowly closing before his eyes, and the closing speed was increasing.
He knew that once this chaotic and unpredictable window of opportunity was missed, it would be virtually impossible to escape the shackles of hell and seek higher possibilities in the future.
Or rather, the cost will be prohibitively high.
Since one is destined to be controlled, or firmly bound by the will of hell with its chains of authority, becoming a more stable cog in its system of rules, why not choose a controller who might be more lenient?
In the cold, hard weighing of two evils, she chose what she perceived as the lesser one.
Given the Red Heart Society's current size and influence, spanning multiple realms and subtly rivaling ancient powers like the Abyss and Heaven, shouldn't its treatment of a surrendered transcendent being be more lenient than that of the Hellish Will, which is currently striving for centralized power?
At least, she contemplated this with a mixture of despair and a glimmer of hope.
This was a desperate gamble, the final, suffocating surge of ambition. The arrogant lord told herself she had no other choice.
[The voice of the Inner Demon God resounds in your consciousness, bringing an urgent report about the Arrogant Lord's near-mad decision.]
You sit at the center of a vortex of endless strife and intertwined power, surrounded by a constant clash of laws with the wills of three great worlds.
Energy tears dark cracks in the void, and the clash between faith and rules erupts with a silent thunderclap.
You remain silent, and the flow of time is stretched and distorted in your deep contemplation.
The pros and cons are weighed repeatedly on an invisible scale.
The arrogant lord's actions at this moment will undoubtedly escalate the tug-of-war between the will of hell instantly, raising the intensity of the confrontation to a new peak.
However, behind this risk lies an irresistible gift.
[If we follow the intentions revealed by that Demon Lord, once he successfully joins the ranks of the transcendents, he will side with the Red Heart Society.]
This is equivalent to suddenly having a powerful piece appear out of nowhere in a chaotic game of chess where friend and foe are indistinguishable, capable of turning the tide of battle, without having to pay an immediate price.
Since the flames of war are already raging, it will only expand the scale of the explosion.
At this stage, the Will of Hell and the Red Heart Society are maintaining a tacit, subtle cooperation and performance. So why not include this sudden variable in the drama as well?
Using the enemy's turmoil to hone one's own strength is the essence of profiting from chaos.
[Therefore, you conveyed your will to the inner demon god, brief yet weighty.]
For this arrogant prince, who had long since abandoned all hesitation and was ready to gamble everything, this permission was the final command.
[In the heart of the allied base, filled with powerful beings of various races, divine radiance, and tense vigilance, the Arrogant High Overlord did not move an inch, nor did he seek any so-called secret chamber or sanctuary.]
Perhaps in His view, the most dangerous place at this moment has actually become a distorted safe zone due to the confrontation between the Red Heart Society and various other wills.
After all, the longer promotions are delayed, the more likely problems are to arise!
His body, a vessel imbued with endless allure and decay, suddenly shuddered—not a physical displacement, but a violent inward collapse of its very essence, as if a cosmic singularity had been created in place.
In the next instant, a vast, ancient, and unquestionable supreme rule descended with a deafening roar! It wasn't a sound, yet it was a thunderous roar that transcended all perception.
That wasn't light, yet it made all colors and forms appear dim and distorted in its reflection.
[Indescribable chains of rules materialized from nothingness, interwoven with the lamentations of sacrifice and the yearning for advancement, binding the very core essence of the arrogant lord.]
Centered on Him, space peeled away layer by layer like shattered glass, revealing the dark and turbulent underlying laws.
Time became viscous and strange, sometimes flowing rapidly, sometimes almost frozen.
The entire coalition base, from its towering energy towers and imminent battle formations to its tireless messengers, was brought to a standstill at this moment.
Only the sacrificial rituals, which transcend mortal comprehension, proceeded savagely and efficiently under the witness of the supreme rules.
Such an earth-shattering phenomenon instantly pierced the senses of all high-ranking beings.
The three great world wills, currently engaged in a complex struggle and power struggle with you and the Red Heart Society, are almost simultaneously focusing more of their attention on you.
[Among these reactions, the will of hell reacted most violently and was the most astonished.]
The vast collective consciousness seemed to freeze for a moment, as if the laws of heaven and earth had tied a knot.
A clear sense of confusion and anger emanated from the ripples of the laws.
【what? 】
This brief fragment of information is filled with an unbelievable sense of absurdity.
In His understanding, although both sides harbor ulterior motives at this stage, they are outwardly allies who exploit each other and cooperate in a charade, with the ultimate goal of pursuing their own interests within a larger vortex.
According to the script, such an internal betrayal that directly undermines the authority of Hell's very foundation should absolutely not occur at this moment.
Who is it?
Who dares?
Did the Chixin Society unilaterally break the tacit agreement?
It can't be that some idiot tried to take advantage of the chaos without any backing, right?
[Rage and doubt surged like magma at the core of Hell's will, and He immediately projected a sharp and direct wave of interrogation towards the Red Heart Society.]
The Red Heart Society responded swiftly and frankly to this.
The information was clearly transmitted back, either through the mind's demonic influence or directly in the form of ripples of will.
[The arrogant prince's actions were not at the behest of the Red Heart Society, and were even unexpected by us.]
[His words even carried a perfectly measured air of solemnity and a hint of displeasure at the disruption of his plans.]
This clarification acted as the final catalyst, igniting the deceitful rage of the will of hell.
Hell was somewhat speechless; it had assumed that such a thing as the sacrifice of authority wouldn't happen on its territory.
[I never imagined that when things came to this, I'd pull such a stunt!]
[What are your thoughts?] (End of Chapter)