153: Chapter 153 Zhulong, the Witch of Desire

“Why are these two not moving?”

As the saying goes, experts watch the technique, while laymen watch the spectacle.

In the eyes of the vast majority of Students, Chen Mo and Du Ming looked like wooden statues at this moment, and this had been going on for some time.

But just as the Students were whispering among themselves, a book glowing with a faint golden light appeared in front of Du Ming.

As the pages of the book turned, a phantom slowly emerged.

It had a snake's body, a human face, and a single eye that seemed to contain the sun, the moon, and The Stars.

Power of True Name: Candle Dragon!

“Clack!”

The sound of a thread snapping rang out, and Chen Mo, who had previously held the upper hand in this competition for the “Threads of Tribulation,” suddenly collapsed.

In Chen Mo's vision, the black-and-white world before him completely extinguished as the Candle Dragon slowly closed its eye, and the divine art space constructed by his Spiritual Connection divine art shattered instantly.

“Crack... Drip...”

Chen Mo couldn't help but look down. Due to the backlash from his divine art being broken, his right hand was covered in cracks, and droplets of blood with a faint golden glow seeped into the endless Void Realm below.

“Hoo!”

Exhaling a long breath, Chen Mo looked at Du Ming, who was still looking at him with a smile.

“You won!”

“Haha...” Du Ming chuckled, looking with interest at the funeral bell in Chen Mo's hand and the jet-black glove simulated by the chaos cube.

“This thing is a bit eerie; use it with caution.”

Chen Mo nodded. In fact, the moment he received the “Blessing of Khorne,” he had already understood the dangers of this move.

At that instant, he had completely lost his usual calmness and indifference, and even developed a genuine intent to kill Du Ming.

Of course, the effect was also quite powerful.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help but glance at his attribute panel, which clearly recorded his status just now.

Special Status: Blessing of Khorne {Expired} Effect: Your next attack will receive a 100%–300% boost, with the magnitude of the boost depending on your killing intent toward the target.

As it turned out, although Chen Mo's mind had indeed been affected by Khorne, his killing intent toward Du Ming was not strong, and the boost magnitude was far from reaching the maximum value of the blessing.

“Winner, Du Ming.”

A voice rang out, and in the cage, the instructor from The Stars who had been on high alert secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Without waiting for the two to continue chatting, the instructor teleported them out of the spatial cage.

Upon seeing Chen Mo and Du Ming return, all the Students, including those from the God Selection Class, cast looks of amazement at them.

Although they didn't want to admit it, they understood at this moment.

In the entire Special Recruitment Class of The Stars, Chen Mo and Du Ming's strength was leading by a huge margin.

Especially Du Ming; the level he displayed was something that not only freshmen, but even some sophomores and juniors at The Stars would have to shy away from.

“Is it not over yet?”

Returning to the group of Students, Chen Mo couldn't help but look toward a certain spatial cage again.

At this time, the battle between Liu Xuanfeng and Zhou Hong had reached a white-hot stage.

“Joy, anger, love, hatred, resentment! Five types of intermediate Laws, all of which this person has reached the Minor Achievement Realm; this should be the ‘Witch of Desire’ school.”

Du Ming looked in the direction of Chen Mo's gaze and spoke slowly.

The Witch of Desire is a special school that evolved from a powerful alien god of the Abyss civilization.

The first generation Witch of Desire, who was also the most powerful one, died at the hands of a god from the Main World.

The Main World then developed this relatively niche divine path school based on the divinity left behind by the opponent.

In fact, many of the so-called divine schools in the Main World evolved from the transcendent systems of other civilizations.

This includes the currently mainstream Abyss God System, Demon God System, Mechanical God System, and Spirit Magic God System, while the Witch of Desire school is a variant of the Abyss God System.

For major civilizations, knowledge is often the greatest wealth. The Main World constantly launches extraterritorial wars, not only to plunder resources but also to plunder knowledge.

“So, who do you think will win?”

Watching Liu Xuanfeng, who had completely fallen into a disadvantage, Chen Mo couldn't help but ask.

“That androgynous guy, I suppose.”

Du Ming pointed into the spatial cage at Zhou Hong, who had completely transformed into an enchanting woman.

Hearing this, Chen Mo couldn't help but glance at Du Ming, suddenly wanting to laugh.

The reason Du Ming was so popular among the players, besides his formidable strength, was that his face played a decisive role.

However, compared to his future self, the current Du Ming lacked some of the “ruthless” evil charm, but his gentle and refined temperament was equally lethal to certain “face-obsessed” people.

“Is that so?”

Chen Mo did not argue, but his gaze toward Liu Xuanfeng carried a hint of anticipation.

“Look.”

A cry of surprise suddenly rang out.

Many people turned their eyes toward Liu Xuanfeng, who had been pushed to the brink by Zhou Hong.

“I've collected enough.”

Liu Xuanfeng, who was in the Domain of Desire, suddenly smiled.

He no longer cared about those extreme and crazy emotions, allowing this fourth-order Domain divine art of Zhou Hong to engulf him.

But just when everyone thought he was going to give up resistance, a black-and-white mask was suddenly worn on his face.

The next second, Zhou Hong, who was in an absolute dominant position, froze in place.

In her Sea of Consciousness, a pair of black-and-white eyes were staring coldly at her.

At this moment, those unbearable memories of Zhou Hong came flooding in like a tide, instantly engulfing her.

“I have ‘judged’ my own Soul countless times.”

A faint whisper slowly rang out.

“Dirty, unbearable, ugly, resentful, vicious...”

“I... am guilty!”