372: Priceless Evil God Set

boots of the walkers of all realms

Price: 28 billion incense offerings

Forged from the core of a Plane Mayfly and the sinews of a Void Behemoth. Where one steps, spatial coordinates automatically become chaotic, and residual aura is guided into the chaotic void.

Function: Leaves no traceable marks during movement, greatly enhancing mobility and stealth.

System's Spicy Review: If you can't win, run! And run without leaving a trace. Killing and looting... ah no, it's an essential item for strategic retreats!

Potion of Fallen God's Blood

Package Price: 20 billion incense offerings / 3 vials

Extracted from a contaminated Lesser Divinity. Crushing it grants 'Pseudo-Evil God's Divine Might' for a short period, greatly enhancing one's evil aura, and includes a one-time 'Divine Contamination' attack.

Function: Temporarily enhances the appearance of an evil god, usable for deterrence or creating chaos at critical moments.

System's Spicy Review: Show off like the wind, always by your side. Take a sip at a crucial moment, and Sabrina will even kneel... looking at the string of zeros.

Shang Wan Ning's eye twitched slightly.

The discount was so deep, her heart was bleeding.

But when she thought of Sabrina's threat and the tempting plan to 'invite the Elf Goddess to hold a concert in the Underworld,' she declared, "Bought!"

Shang the Skin Flayer gritted her teeth and tapped heavily on the light screen.

"The robe of ten thousand sorrows, the heaven-deceiving divine soul mask, the boots of the walkers of all realms, and another set of Fallen God's Blood."

"Ding! Total consumption: 131 billion incense points."

"Items have been delivered to the System Space. Wishing the great host an enjoyable use and a triumphant victory."

The system's voice was so cheerful it almost burst into song.

[Oh my, oh my! All commission...]

Shang Wan Ning waved her hand and retrieved the three items.

As soon as the robe of ten thousand sorrows appeared, the light in the entire Jiaotai Palace dimmed a few shades, and faint wails and whispers echoed in the void.

She draped it over herself, and the bathrobe was instantly covered, rippling with waves.

The Netherworld Empress's strict spiritual power vanished instantly, replaced by a filthy abyssal aura.

The heaven-deceiving divine soul mask adhered to her cheek, its icy touch penetrating deep into her soul.

Shang Wan Ning's thoughts stirred.

She adjusted her soul fluctuations to 'Evil God Mode'.

Finally, putting on the boots of the walkers of all realms, she merely moved slightly, and her figure left a trail of spatial afterimages.

Ling Qi felt the distinctly different evil god aura emanating from His Majesty, and her brows furrowed behind her gold-rimmed glasses.

"Although I know it's a disguise, this smell... it's truly unpleasant."

"It's supposed to be unpleasant," Shang Wan Ning's voice came through the mask.

"Sabrina falls for this kind of thing."

She stretched her limbs, adapting to her new identity. "Notify Olexia, the plan has changed; it's her turn to perform on stage."

"Tell Tudor that Sabrina's messenger can be replied to. The God of the Abyss is... very interested in cooperation."

...Ativi Continent, Emerald Kingdom border, Crimson Wasteland.

The edge of what was once a vibrant forest was now covered in ominous scarlet moss.

On a temporary altar built from bones and boulders, space subtly twisted.

The next moment, a figure quietly emerged.

"Subordinate God 'Shadow Fierce', by the command of my master 'Abyssal Sovereign', has come to make contact."

Shang Wan Ning, or rather, "Shadow Fierce," spoke in a hoarse, distorted voice.

Her divine sense passed through the mask, landing below the altar.

There, a constantly wriggling mass of flesh, composed of countless eyeballs and tentacles, slowly rose.

One of Sabrina's clones.

"Heheheh..."

The flesh mass emitted a piercing mental fluctuation. "Very good. The Mother Goddess has been waiting for a long time."

"The Elf Goddess Avila has been very active recently, and the God of Light's War Angels are also gathering."

"When can your 'Sovereign' act to restrain them?"

"Shadow Fierce" let out a low laugh, her fingers under her robe sleeve gently caressing the "Fallen God's Blood" hidden within.

"My master is ready. However, before formal cooperation, should the Mother Goddess not show more sincerity?"

The eyeballs all turned, locking onto "Shadow Fierce." "Oh? What more sincerity do you want?"

"Regarding the divine power characteristics and weaknesses of the Elf Goddess... Mother Goddess, you should know best."

The blood-red moss around the altar suddenly boiled, indicating the flesh mass's emotional fluctuations.

"Interesting. It seems your 'Main God' has no small ambition!"

"Shadow Fierce" did not reply, only the vile aura around her intensified a few shades.

Her stance was clear—no tangible benefits, no discussion!!!

The eyeballs on the flesh mass spun rapidly, and the tentacles trembled along with them.

Clearly, Shadow Fierce's blunt demand had choked it considerably.

But it was true, if you can't bear to part with something, you can't catch a wolf. If you want to use the Abyssal Sovereign as a pawn, what's this bit of information?

"Hmph, since the God of the Abyss is so 'sincere,' the main body naturally won't hold back." The flesh mass's mental fluctuations were full of unwillingness, but it still conceded.

"Avila's divine power originates from pure natural vitality, and it is most averse to powers of darkness and decay.

"Especially vile energy, which can directly contaminate her divine power channels."

As soon as these words came out, Shadow Fierce's hand, hidden in her robe sleeve, moved.

It was done, this was exactly what she wanted.

"Furthermore, her divine spells, while seemingly flawless, actually have a fatal flaw." The flesh mass's tentacles suddenly tensed, as if revealing a huge secret.

"Each time a large-scale divine spell like 'Life's Blessing' is used, her divine core's location is briefly exposed."

"At that time, with a strong enough source of contamination, her divinity can be directly severely wounded."

"But you must remember this," the flesh mass's tone suddenly became arrogant.

The scarlet in its eyeballs almost overflowed.

"Avila is the prey the main body has targeted. After dealing with the God of Light; her divinity and divine power can only belong to the great mother of flesh and blood."

"As for the God of the Abyss, at most, you can only have some scraps."

After listening, Shadow Fierce suddenly let out a low laugh.

The laughter emanating from behind the mask was as hoarse as rusty iron scraping, making one's scalp tingle.

"Scraps?" She took a step forward.

The abyssal vile aura around her surged, directly wilting the surrounding scarlet moss.

"Your Eminence, that's not very interesting."

"My master takes risks and has to deal with Avila, just for this little information?"

The flesh mass's tentacles instantly bristled, and countless eyeballs stared intently at Shadow Fierce: "What else do you want?"

"It's simple."

Shadow Fierce's voice turned cold. Her fingers under her robe sleeve reached for the Fallen God's Blood in her bosom, her fingertips already touching the bottle.

"My master needs one vial of divine blood each from the Elf Goddess Avila and the God of Light Astrea."

As these words left her mouth, let alone the flesh ball, even Little Four in the System Space almost spat out its drink.

The great host was making an outrageous demand!

Demanding the divine blood of two righteous gods directly—she intended to have her cake and eat it too.

[Holy crap! The great host is awesome. With this demand, wouldn't Sabrina explode with anger?]

[But well done, if not her, then who?]

The flesh mass indeed exploded.

"Presumptuous!"

The piercing mental fluctuations almost tore space apart.