Chapter 446: Joining Forces

A moment later, Su Mu returned from the Land of Origin. His countermeasures were ready.

He activated Severed Thoughts in Sealed Dust, and materialized mental power enveloped his body, lifting him into the air. He rushed toward the center of the battlefield, commanding the Artifacts of the Seven Kings as he joined the fray.

With his arrival, the scales of victory began to tip.

The God of Pain gradually lost ground. Although the deity had temporarily lost its source of power, its strength remained overwhelming. Logically, the three of them shouldn't have been able to suppress it, but they were doing exactly that.

Their attacks were executed to the absolute pinnacle of perfection, and their teamwork was seamless. The most terrifying aspect was their ability to predict the enemy's moves every single time; the moment the God of Pain struck, the trio already knew how to counter.

Moreover, even when it unleashed its power without holding back, leaving them nowhere to dodge, it still couldn't harm them. Out of these three, it couldn't kill a single one.

Gu Qingfeng was the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, immune to all demonic forces.

Fang Xiu could absorb pain and possessed the ability to become ethereal, turning his body into untouchable nothingness.

Su Mu possessed the dual Undying Body granted by the Scarlet Moon and the Sea God Divinity, and he could slip into the Dream World to evade attacks.

Each of them was harder to kill than the last.

As for why they could always anticipate their enemy's moves, it was naturally due to Fang Xiu's early warnings. Nobody knew just how many times he had triggered Death Reload.

"Now," Fang Xiu's calm voice echoed in Su Mu's mind.

Su Mu's gaze shifted, and he activated the Left Hand of God against the God of Pain, who was currently entangled by the other two!

Countless golden chains of order wove together from the void, instantly binding the God of Pain's body.

Fang Xiu and Gu Qingfeng lunged forward, restraining it from the left and the right.

The God of Pain tried to struggle against its restricted movements, but a pair of eyes flashing with crystalline blue light suddenly filled its vision.

Hum!!

Su Mu unleashed his mental power to the absolute limit. The crystalline blue light in his eyes flared, its brilliant radiance almost scattering all the gloom in the world.

Suddenly, two trails of bloody tears streamed from his eyes, but he paid them no mind. The Illusion Technique had succeeded!

The God of Pain let out a violent roar, clutching its head desperately, while Fang Xiu and Gu Qingfeng backed away to watch quietly.

A dark shadow surfaced on the black-robed man possessed by the God of Pain. The shadow thrashed violently, as if trying to tear itself away from his body.

Indeed, the target of Su Mu's Illusion Technique wasn't the God of Pain, but the black-robed man it had possessed.

With his current strength, using an Illusion Technique against the God of Pain was unrealistic, but he could absolutely use it against its vessel, just as he had done with Yang Dongqing.

As a true God, the God of Pain needed a vessel to enter the Dream World. Without one, it couldn't exist independently. Therefore, the black-robed man, who seemed to have been reduced to a puppet, wasn't actually dead. The God of Pain wouldn't kill its own vessel.

During the battle just now, Su Mu had been secretly invading the black-robed man's body with his mental power, laying the groundwork for this final Illusion Technique.

The black-robed man was the second-in-command of the Pain Divine Cult, a Gold tier expert. He had joined the cult because his daughter was murdered by the Blood Clan. After that, he secretly organized humans to rebel against the Blood Clan, but he had never succeeded.

Later, the emergence of the Pain Divine Cult gave him hope, so he joined them.

Thus, erasing the black-robed man's pain was simple: create an illusion where his daughter was still alive. As long as the pain was gone, the God of Pain could no longer use him as a vessel.

Su Mu had just obtained all the intelligence about the black-robed man from Fang Xiu. Not only did Fang Xiu know all about the man, but he also warned Su Mu not to revive the man's daughter. Because the God of Pain had invaded the black-robed man for so long, his consciousness was completely imprisoned. The man couldn't perceive the outside world at all, making an Illusion Technique the only viable method.

When Fang Xiu said those words, Su Mu could already guess what they had experienced in the previous timeline, or the one before that.

He must have looked up the black-robed man's intelligence in the Land of Origin himself. After all, the Computer in the Land of Origin held everyone's information. After finding it, he would have told Fang Xiu, and then they tried to revive the man's daughter. It failed. Only then did the current timeline come to be, swapping the revival of the daughter for using an Illusion Technique.

At this very moment, Su Mu suddenly understood why Fang Xiu's teammates in his own world never bothered to use their brains, even calling Fang Xiu the team's external brain.

Because the Prophet would lead you to the most correct future.

No wonder the simple phrase "I have already seen the future" could make countless people scramble toward him. When a person was always right, the words they spoke were the absolute truth.

Abruptly, an abyss-like terrifying shadow flashed away from the black-robed man. Moving at extreme speed, it vanished into the void.

"It ran?" Demonic light flickered in Gu Qingfeng's eyes. He was just about to search for it when Fang Xiu said calmly, "Follow me."

The trio moved out immediately. It was obvious that Fang Xiu had already foreseen the God of Pain's tracks.

Inside the dungeon of a remote manor in the Blood Moon Empire.

Over a dozen beautiful young women were locked inside. Caged like livestock, their skin was unnaturally pale from long-term deprivation of sunlight.

They were blood slaves kept by the lord of the manor. The owner of the manor was a member of the Blood Clan. He was extremely picky about blood, preferring only to drink from young, beautiful women. For the sake of convenience, he kept a batch of them penned up.

This Blood Clan member wasn't particularly strong, merely at the Silver Tier. However, due to his remote location, he acted as the King of the entire town, constantly throwing his weight around and abusing his power.

"Raise your heads. Let your lord see whose turn it is today."

The effeminate Blood Clan man stood by the cells, brazenly sizing up the women inside.

The women raised their heads numbly, like goods waiting to be selected by the vampire.

The effeminate man slowly swept his gaze over them. When his eyes landed on the last woman, he couldn't help but frown.

That woman hadn't raised her head. Instead, she kept it firmly lowered, her entire body trembling.

"Hehe... my little darling is terrified. I choose you. When a person is in fear, their muscles tense up abnormally. When my fangs pierce your neck, that tension will compress your heart, causing your fresh blood to gush out relentlessly. That taste... is truly exquisite."

The effeminate man opened the cell door and walked over to the woman with light, unhurried steps. Looking down at her, he commanded, "Raise your head."

The woman trembled even harder, seemingly suppressing something as painful, low groans continuously spilled from her lips.

"Did you not hear what your lord said? I told you to raise..."

His words came to an abrupt halt. The woman had already raised her head, revealing a faceless visage completely covered in black light.

Upon seeing that face, the effeminate man's blood nearly froze in his veins. An unimaginably terrifying pressure suddenly descended upon him.

The man's eyes bulged from their sockets. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly, but he couldn't make a single sound, as if all the air had been vacuumed away.

"Heh... She actually raises her head for you, and now you're unhappy," Gu Qingfeng's disdainful sneer rang out.