22: The show has begun, let's see which lucky person comes

The words "mission accomplished" from Yang Feng's mouth were like a poisonous thorn, deeply piercing Su Ke Ke's heart.

She didn't understand why this madman, whom she had severely injured, could still smile.

However, Yang Feng's next words nearly froze her blood.

"You thought I came to kill you? No, no, no..."

He struggled to prop himself up halfway from the ground, ignoring his caved-in chest.

With an almost obsessive and fanatical gaze, he stared intently at Su Ke Ke.

"Your body... is too perfect! It has both the chaotic essence of 'Calamity' and has just been tainted by the power of the 'Abyss'... This is simply the most perfect 'vessel' for my Lord to descend into the world! I didn't come to take your life; I came to... welcome the god!"

The vessel for an evil god's descent!

Su Ke Ke understood instantly.

From the very beginning, the Dark Crow Alliance's goal was not her power, but her body, her very existence!

They wanted to force a true evil god into her shell.

"Roar—!"

Yang Feng let out a beast's roar.

Eerie black patterns appeared on his body.

His remaining strength was squeezed to its limit.

He abandoned all defense.

Like a pitch-black cannonball, he once again lunged at Su Ke Ke, who was teetering from the soul backlash.

He had only one objective: to abduct her!

Su Ke Ke tried to resist, but the side effects of "Jealousy's Poison Blood" were frantically tearing at her soul, making it difficult for her to even stand.

As that hand, entwined with an ominous aura, was about to seize her, an unprecedented despair overwhelmed her.

Just at this critical moment, a vast, majestic, and radiant aura, like the great sun, descended without warning!

This aura was filled with order and majesty, like the personification of heavenly laws.

The entire rooftop's chill and evil, facing this aura, were instantly purified as if thin ice had met the scorching sun.

Yang Feng, who was lunging at Su Ke Ke, screamed piercingly as if he had hit an invisible wall of sighs, and was sent flying backward.

The black patterns on his body were forcibly erased, emitting wisps of green smoke.

A figure, as steady as a mountain, had appeared in front of Su Ke Ke at some unknown point.

He wore a sharp black trench coat, his face firm, his eyes as keen as an eagle's.

Just standing there, he seemed to fix the entire space.

The newcomer was none other than Gu Tiancheng, the commander-in-chief of the Soul Suppression Bureau's Jiangcheng branch!

He had noticed her abnormality the moment Su Ke Ke stepped out of her house and had quietly followed her.

As Jiangcheng's highest guardian, he would never allow any "abnormality" to spiral out of control under his watch.

"You scumbags of the Dark Crow Alliance, how dare you lay hands on my person."

Gu Tiancheng's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

In his words, he had classified Su Ke Ke as being in his camp.

He glanced at Yang Feng on the ground, extended a finger, and pointed at him from a distance.

A golden runic chain materialized out of thin air, instantly binding Yang Feng tightly.

No matter how he struggled, he couldn't budge an inch.

In Gu Tiancheng's view, he was merely fulfilling his duty: protecting an awakened girl who was temporarily staying in his home and was involved with an "abnormality."

But in the eyes of the Multiverse's audience, especially Lin Moyan and Huang, this scene had a completely different interpretation.

This was no accidental heroic rescue; this was clearly a script pre-written by the Group Leader, who sat above the clouds!

He seemingly casually gave Su Ke Ke an absurd "blind spot" mission, but in reality, he had long calculated that the Dark Crow Alliance would come knocking.

This move directly turned the world's forces of order into Su Ke Ke's free bodyguards and "cleaners."

He used the hands of order to crush the minions of chaos, not even needing to lift a finger himself.

The pieces on the chessboard would perfectly complete their performance according to his preset trajectory.

"Lord Group Leader, you are truly... too cool!"

Gu Jianghan "scratched his head," feeling bewildered.

Meanwhile, on the rooftop, Gu Tiancheng, having resolved the crisis, turned to look at the pale-faced, complex-eyed Su Ke Ke, about to inquire.

But he saw Yang Feng, bound by the golden chains, suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.

"Hahahahaha! Too late! Gu Tiancheng, you're too late!"

He used his last ounce of strength to lift his head, his gaze piercing through Gu Tiancheng and fixating on Su Ke Ke, his face contorted with sacrificial ecstasy.

"The 'anchor point' has been sown! The moment the Abyss's power contaminated her soul, the coordinates were already sent to my Lord! She is no longer her... she is the beacon walking among men! Welcome... my Lord... descend!"

On the rooftop, the atmosphere was as heavy as iron.

Gu Tiancheng, the guardian god of Jiangcheng, now wore an unprecedentedly grave expression.

The curse called "beacon" had already exceeded the scope of physical intervention.

Su Ke Ke felt cold all over.

Her soul felt as if it were being squeezed by an invisible giant hand, about to be dragged into the endless Abyss.

However, unlike the deathly silence in the real world, the Multiverse live stream was bustling with festive excitement and revelry.

Yang Feng's "evil god declaration" before his death was like a bomb thrown into a lake, instantly igniting the passion of all viewers.

Especially after confirming Su Ke Ke's temporary safety, these powerful figures from the Multiverse, long numb to matters of life and death, immediately turned this unknown divine descent into a grand entertainment event.

"[Ding! 'Nine Nether Demon Lord' has opened a temporary integralbetting pool in the live stream — 'Evil God Guessing Game'!]

A massive, virtual roulette wheel made of demonic energy appeared in a corner of the live stream screen.

It listed chilling names one by one.

[Guessing Options]

1. Thousand-Faced Abomination (Odds 1:3)

2. Mother of Decay (Odds 1:5)

3. Void Devourer (Odds 1:8)

4. Nameless Mist (Odds 1:15)

..."Come, come, place your bets!"

The Nine Nether Demon Lord's voice echoed in the comments, full of incitement.

"Guess which old friend is coming out for some fresh air! Once placed, no refunds!"

The live stream instantly exploded.

"I bet a thousand points on the Mother of Decay! This kind of sacrificial ritual sounds just like her style!"

"Bullshit! That power clearly carries the meaning of chaos and deception; it's definitely the Thousand-Faced Abomination! I'm going all in!"

"A bunch of unknowledgeable fools, didn't you hear the words 'Abyss'? This is clearly an evil god related to the Abyss! I bet on the Nameless Mist!"

Just as everyone was arguing endlessly and large sums of points were being poured into the betting pool, an angry comment jumped out like a crane among chickens.

[Abyss Lord]: What the hell are you idiots betting on?! That power is clearly mine! Which blind impostor dares to use my power as a signal?! This is infringement! This is misappropriation!

The Abyss Lord's roar, far from calming the betting, added fuel to the fire, making the live stream's atmosphere even more absurd.

"Hahahahaha! I'm dying of laughter, the real deal is here to debunk!"

"Abyss Lord, don't be angry, maybe your fanatical worshiper made a mistake?"

"Exactly, we're betting on the 'descender,' not the 'source of power,' no conflict, no conflict!"

In the Sea of Concepts, Gu Jianghan watched quietly.

Those powerful beings who once held the lives of billions of creatures were now like a group of gamblers in a mortal market, arguing red-faced over a drama he himself had directed.

And that fuming Abyss Lord was the key to the unexpected chain reaction.

With a thought, "[Ding! An anonymous user has added a new option to the betting pool and wagered 1,000,000 points!]"

Everyone was stunned by this huge bet, and they all looked at the newly appeared option with odds as high as 1:100.

[Option 13: An unknown impostor]

Just as the live stream was plunged into a new round of commotion due to this mysterious huge bet, Gu Tiancheng on the rooftop made a decision.

He couldn't wait any longer!

"A mere evil mark, watch me purify you with the majestic power of heaven!"

He pointed his fingers like a sword, mobilizing the most rigid and yang Soul Suppression Power within his body.

It transformed into a dazzling golden light, directly pointing at Su Ke Ke's glabella.

He wanted to forcibly erase that evil "beacon" with swift and decisive action!

However, the moment the golden light touched Su Ke Ke's glabella, a sudden change occurred!

Far from being purified, that "anchor point" was like a thirsty traveler encountering a spring, frantically devouring Gu Tiancheng's Soul Suppression Power!

It was activated!

Gu Tiancheng's righteous power had actually become the activation key for the evil god's descent!

"Ah—!"

Su Ke Ke let out a piercing scream.

A bizarre symbol, composed of countless twisted eyeballs and wriggling tentacles, burned and appeared on her smooth forehead!

The next second, a cold, vast, terrifying will, transcending language and dimensions, crossed the endless void and descended forcefully!

It echoed on the rooftop, aweing the souls on Blue Star.

"Who... is calling me?"