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185: Chapter 185 The Evil God is dumbfounded, and the first scene is cleared in seconds!

The God Play Space solidified completely.

All around was the boundless, pitch-black Void Realm, with only a massive, circular battle platform in the center emitting a ghastly green light.

The surface of the battle platform was covered in twisted, vein-like patterns that pulsed slightly as if they were alive, and an invisible suction force emanated from beneath their feet, slowly but firmly draining their life energy.

[Gods Game: Ruins of Life]

[Difficulty: Hell]

[Current: First Act - Life Battle Platform]

[Rules: Only when one side dies can the act be cleared. The longer the delay, the faster life force is drained. If the time limit passes without a life-or-death outcome, both will be annihilated.]

The grand and cold rules of the God Play Space echoed through the Void Realm.

Immediately after, the annoying voice of the Evil God of Life rang out again, filled with schadenfreude and anticipation:

"Hehehe... Little bugs, struggle, choose! At the end of your lives, will you choose to live despicably, or laughably march to your deaths? This god is very curious, how many seconds can your so-called trust and friendship hold up in the face of true death?"

"Even if you know the rules, so what? On this life battle platform, there is only the most primitive fight to the death! Let this god enjoy this... Hm?"

The Evil God's voice stopped abruptly.

Because the two people on the battle platform did not show any of the panic, hesitation, or mutual suspicion He had expected.

The Wasteland Guardian picked his ear, tilted his head to look at Lu Chen beside him, and said lazily: "Kid Lu, this old geezer is very arrogant! Want to mess with him?"

A cold arc curled at the corner of Lu Chen's mouth as he nodded in cooperation: "Just what I was thinking! Senior, it seems you and I are destined to fight to the death here today!"

His Aura exploded, and the pressure of a Peak Seventh-Stage expert was released without reservation, with the golden light of the [Celestial War Body] faintly emerging, as if he were truly going all out.

The Wasteland Guardian also straightened his back in cooperation. From his seemingly slovenly body, a terrifying Aura that made the very space tremble flashed and vanished. He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking loudly: "Come, come! Let me see how much you've improved, kid!"

The consciousness of the Evil God of Life hidden in the shadows immediately became excited.

Yes!

That's it!

Fight!

Fight quickly!

Tear at each other in despair, taste pain in betrayal!

This is the ultimate pleasure!

"Yes! That's it! Kill the other! Live!"

The Evil God of Life couldn't help but whisper seductively, looking forward to a feast of blood and death.

The next second, a sudden change occurred on the battle platform!

The Wasteland Guardian's figure flashed like a ghost, leaving behind a faint afterimage, while his real body had already appeared in front of Lu Chen, his movements too fast for the eye to track!

There was no earth-shattering collision of energy, no flashy skill brilliance.

The Wasteland Guardian just raised his right hand seemingly casually, his fingers forming a blade, and lightly pressed it against Lu Chen's chest.

Pfft!

A faint, muffled sound.

Lu Chen's whole body shook violently, the light in his eyes instantly dimmed. He looked down at his chest in disbelief, then at the Wasteland Guardian, opening his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, not a single word could be uttered.

Immediately, the vibrant life force around him drained away rapidly like a punctured balloon. His body collapsed backward, hitting the cold and eerie battle platform with a "thud," kicking up a fine layer of dust.

He lay motionless.

His Aura... completely gone!

One-hit kill!

From the moment they took their stances to Lu Chen "falling to his death," the entire process took no more than three seconds!

In the Void Realm, the pervasive playfulness and anticipation instantly froze.

The Evil God of Life: "...?"

That's it... it's over?

The lines this god prepared haven't even been finished!

Where is the anticipated struggle, pain, betrayal, pleading?

The mood for watching a show, brewed over countless years, had only just been raised!

How is it like a dud firecracker, going "pfft" and just vanishing?

That arrogant kid, that kid who saw through His disguise at a glance, that kid who proactively requested Hell difficulty... was just killed in seconds like that?

This feeling is like charging up for ten thousand years to throw a world-destroying punch, only for the target to kick the bucket first! Frustrating! Extremely frustrating!

"Are you trying to disgust this god this way?!"

The Evil God of Life's voice carried a trace of exasperated distortion.

Just then, the battle platform's rules sensed that one side had "died," the ghastly green light began to recede, and a vortex passage to the next act slowly appeared in the center of the battle platform.

Meanwhile, Lu Chen's "corpse" lying on the ground began to weather away like a sand sculpture under the power of the rules, dissipating into specks—this was a sign of being devoured by the Ruins of Life.

The Wasteland Guardian clapped his hands as if merely brushing off a bit of dust. He looked up at the void above, wearing an extremely punchable, puzzled expression:

"Eh? It's over already? I haven't even warmed up yet! Isn't this first act of your God Play Space... a bit too perfunctory? The quality has dropped significantly, old geezer!"

The Evil God of Life: "!!!"

Perfunctory?!

You motherf*cker, you staged a fake match right in front of me, and you're blaming my God Play Space for being perfunctory?!

That fire of being fooled and slighted instantly overwhelmed the Evil God of Life's remaining reason, causing that jade-green stone statue to vibrate violently in its main space, with cracks appearing on its surface of mercy and holiness.

"Ant! How dare you mock a god?!"

The Evil God of Life's roar exploded in the Void Realm, filled with exasperation.

The Wasteland Guardian completely ignored the impotent rage, strolling leisurely toward the passage for the second act while humming an off-key tune. When passing by the spot where Lu Chen's "corpse" had dissipated, he even kicked at the last few specks of light, muttering:

"Tsk, your acting was a bit exaggerated. Next time, remember to spit more blood and struggle a bit more when falling; it needs layers, get it?"

After saying this, he stepped into the green vortex and disappeared.

The Evil God of Life's Divine Thought locked tightly onto that empty space, sensing the complete disappearance of Lu Chen's Aura and the "death" confirmed by the power of the rules.

The rules were correct; the person had indeed died.

But... but this is f*cking wrong!

Sure enough!

When seeing Lu Chen, who had been judged dead, reappear on the battle platform, how could the Evil God of Life not know that He had been thoroughly played by this old man and the kid.

That feeling of frustration, depression, as if having swallowed a fly, made this being who took pleasure in toying with life experience what "internal injury" meant for the first time.

"Bastards! Bastards! Resurrection? He can actually resurrect? And it's within the allowed range for the rules judging the clearance of the first act?!"

The Evil God of Life roared madly in its main space, causing the surrounding life energy to go violently out of control:

"Even if you passed the first act through resurrection, so what! In the second act, 'Life Choice,' you will definitely die! This god does not believe you can resurrect infinitely!"

Lu Chen felt the Evil God of Life's rage, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Evil God of Life? With just this level of Dao, you deserve to toy with life? The good show has only just begun."

[First Act: Life Battle Platform — Cleared!]

[Second Act: Life Choice — Initiated!]

The Evil God of Life forced down the rage that was about to erupt, pouring all its malice and anticipation onto the divine tree that was about to appear, laden with "Life and Death Fruits." It did not believe that, in the face of a true life-and-death choice, these two detestable ants could pull off any more tricks!

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