Chapter 165 The Sun's Will and the Gods' Instance Dungeon

Jiang, the gang leader, flew off the stage, glaring at the companion who stabbed him in the back. "How are you going to fight after a one-to-one tie? I can't go on anymore anyway, it's up to you."

"The Evil camp arranged the roster first." Fu Qingxuan scanned the evil demi-gods opposite them and said, "They won't send Ling Tuo to fight because Void hasn't made a move yet. If Ling Tuo goes, he'll surely die. The Evil camp will probably send the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons."

"For us, the sure-win plan is to choose a demi-god to defeat the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons and win the first match. Then, hand over the third match to Void." She scanned the orderly demi-gods and continued her analysis.

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons has balanced abilities. The Ten Demon Bodies each have their own characteristics, with strong output, control, and vitality. Plus, he's an Level 11. I don't think anyone can defeat him except Void. If we want to choose a sure-win plan, we can let the Goddess of Beauty try."

The Goddess of Beauty chuckled lazily. "I can at most protect myself. I can't kill Gunther Raen. As long as I hurt him, he'll definitely wake up from the charm. Of course, I can also make him commit suicide after pleasure, by acquiring a price. I don't mind enjoying pleasure in front of you, but my relationship with the Demon Lord is pure love. I'd feel sorry for him."

Her tone and expression were like a potent aphrodisiac, and the orderly demi-gods frequently glanced at her, drawn in.

Fu Qingxuan rolled her eyes. She admitted that the Goddess of Beauty made sense, but as a peak scout with insight into everything, Fu Qingxuan clearly felt that the Goddess of Beauty was unwilling to charge for the Lord of the Stars.

Fighting in a team battle was no problem, but she resisted risking her life on the stage.

This woman, like Void, was still thinking about the Yuanshi Tianzun outside.

Personally, Fu Qingxuan also supported Yuanshi Tianzun. She had a good impression of that kid, and he was her brother's good friend.

But a scout had to be rational. After the Sun instance dungeon opened, Yuanshi Tianzun lost the qualification to compete for the Lord of the Sun. If she wanted to go back, there was only one thing left to do: defeat Evil and help the Lord of the Stars obtain the Sun's origin.

Void, the guild leader, said indifferently, "The Succubus is too weak. It's a waste to send her. You don't think the Evil camp hasn't prepared for this, do you? Only I can go this round. You can't suppress the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons' level. And don't forget, the gods of the Freedom Alliance are in the same profession as him and must have some tricks up their sleeves. Anyone but me will die."

As he spoke, the Evil camp indeed sent a white middle-aged man in a black suit and white shirt, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, Gunther Raen.

The first thing this chairman of the Biological Alchemy Association did upon entering was to take off his suit, shirt, boots, and pants, leaving only black boxer briefs, revealing a strong, granite-like body. Every muscle was filled with a hard texture.

He folded the suit, shirt, and pants into a neat square and placed the shoes neatly beside them.

By the time he finished arranging his clothes and shoes, Void, the guild leader, was already standing ten meters away, arms crossed, asking curiously, "What kind of special hobby is this? Is it a ritual to please the Supreme Being?"

"No," the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons replied, his expressionless face carrying a beast-like indifference, lacking human emotion.

"Then why?" the Void demi-god asked in a casual tone. "It can't be because they're expensive, can it?"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons said expressionlessly, "Clothes are an important basis for distinguishing humans from beasts. No matter how powerful a beast, even the son of a demon god, will not realize that it needs clothes. And the weakest human will feel that they need clothes."

"Clothes symbolize mankind's sense of shame, and shame is a manifestation of morality. Morality is the beginning of civilization. Therefore, clothes are the beginning of civilization, and are sacred."

Chairman Void clapped his hands. "I'm enlightened, I'm enlightened. You evil demi-gods are all talented people, and what you say is very profound."

The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons' pupils turned into stony gray-white, and he shot out two beams of pale light – petrifying beams. The petrifying beams penetrated the Void demi-god and splashed onto the stage, creating large patches of white on the restrictions, like shattered stone armor.

No energy substance in the world could attack the Void demi-god unless it was a rule of a higher level.

Like a projection from another space-time, the Void demi-god disappeared silently and teleported in front of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, raising his fist and punching him directly in the face.

"Oula oula oula!"

The chairman, wearing a silver mask, teleported rapidly around the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, flashing back and forth constantly. Each appearance was accompanied by a tidal wave of fists, hitting dozens of times per second, making the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons' body thud.

The melee ability of the Void profession was not weak. The core skills of the Saint stage were "Trading" and "Fighter." Of course, the Void's Fighter had no special effects, unlike the Swordsman who had sword qi, or the Alluring Fiend who had bleeding, relying purely on strength.

So, despite the Void demi-god's fierce performance, he didn't actually break through the defense.

Gunther Raen took a deep breath and exhaled a viscous purple mist, spreading in all directions.

The Void demi-god immediately stopped punching and teleported away.

His Level 11 poisonous smoke might not kill him, but it would definitely weaken him. Gunther Raen sprayed more and more poisonous smoke, even spewing out tiny pillar-like purple smoke from his pores, constantly spreading in all directions, rolling and surging.

The Void demi-god grabbed a blue-gray staff and waved it gently: "Gale!"

With a whistling sound, a strong wind swept across the vast stage, rolling up the poisonous smoke and scattering it to the left, right, and sky.

A few minutes later, the gale pushed the poisonous smoke to the end of the stage. The purple smoke did not penetrate the restrictions with the airflow but was blocked and rolled back in layers.

The voice of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons came from the rolling purple smoke: "Didn't you notice? The restrictions on the stage don't allow any substances with spiritual power to pass through. This is to prevent spectators from interfering with the match."

"Similarly, the space on the stage is in a state of sealing. No one can escape by any means, you can't teleport away, and you can't teleport anything off the stage."

"Void, you can only fight me in the poisonous smoke."

Void, the guild leader, sighed: "As a profession that loves freedom, fighting in a dog cage is indeed difficult."

He put his hands together and rubbed them gently.

As he rubbed his palms, it was as if a hole had been poked in the space in front of him.

The airflow surged into the hole, and the purple poisonous smoke flowed rapidly towards the hole like water in a pool. The purple smoke on the stage thinned visibly.

Suddenly, a tall, howling demon figure rushed out of the surging purple mist. Its membranous wings billowed in the wind, and pale light surged in its eye sockets. Like Superman firing lasers, it spewed out two beams of light.

Chairman Void, who was rubbing the air, entered a state of voidification, ignoring the attack of the petrifying beam. He continued to rub until the purple fragrance on the stage disappeared.

He had a bead in his hand, the solid purple bead. He put it away and said, "Thank you for the precious material."

A small sapling appeared above his head. The sapling grew continuously, forming a large tree resembling a Christmas tree. The tower-shaped treetop was hung with props, colorful and varied, as if entering a department store.

The Void demi-god reached out, near the top of the tree, and dropped a jet-black Zhanma Dao (horse-chopping sword), which he caught steadily.

The next second, he appeared behind the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, and the Zhanma Dao swept across.

*Pfft!*

The Zhanma Dao cut open a deep knife mark on the back of the demon with horned hooves and membranous wings. Dark red blood flowed out like a flood that had burst its banks, unstoppable.

The Void demi-god teleported to a distance, holding his knife and standing. He smiled and said, "Chrome's ability is too balanced. He can resist, fight, and cast spells. He's good at dealing with melee demi-gods, but for me, he's just a living target."

The evil demi-gods watching the battle frowned secretly. The leader of the West District Branch of the Spiritual Energy Association, one of the two candles in his hands, slowly opened his mouth, "To kill Void, you must use magic. Any means of close combat are ineffective."

Among the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons' Ten Demon Bodies, the demon Chrome, the hell demon Kerges, the Nimeon sow, and the giant eagle Goso had no effect.

"This battle will be difficult. If the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons can win, the overall situation can be determined." His words showed great confidence in Gunther Raen.

On the stage, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, in the form of the demon Chrome, had a sharp look in his long pupils. Purple smoke surged from his nostrils and mouth again.

The purple smoke did not spread, but piled up in layers around him, completely enveloping him to form a defensive field.

The purpose of creating a defensive field was to ensure that he was not attacked by Void when switching forms.

Not every form possessed strong defense and recovery abilities. With the protection of the purple smoke, if Void dared to attack close to the body, he would be happy to exchange injuries for injuries. The three-headed hellhound had three lives.

In the surging purple smoke, Chrome's form changed drastically. His body length increased from three meters to seven meters, but his figure was very slender, with a slender waist, slender legs, and round shoulders. The surface of his body was covered with a layer of keratin resembling armor exclusively for women.

His face wore a bone mask, and under the mask were a pair of bright golden pupils.

She made a soprano-like call: "Wandering Minstrel!"

Void, the guild leader, holding the Zhanma Dao, instantly mutated. His spine stretched, his body crawled on the ground, his legs became hind limbs, scales grew on his body, horns protruded from the top of his head, and his eyes turned into amber vertical eyes.

Under the suppression of the level, he directly mutated into an ugly monster with a difficult-to-understand form.

Zhang Yuanqing's forehead surfaced with a golden lacquer-like sun mark, scalding and painful. The scorching and overbearing power of the sun god poured into his body through the character card.

The cells greedily absorbed the pure power, and the Yang God was also absorbing the power of the sun god, making him feel warm all over his body and soul, like soaking in a hot spring.

Compared to the last time on Pafos Island, this infusion was considered gentle. The cells did not annihilate, and the soul was not reorganized.

After all, it only increased experience points, not leveled up.

"A reward of 12% experience points is lower than on Pafos Island. Well, the Shu Mountain instance dungeon is relatively simple, strong in bosses and elite monsters, but for me, it's not too difficult. I hope the two Three Talent Pills can help me break through to Level 9."

Zhang Yuanqing opened his inventory and took out two pills the size of pigeon eggs. Taking advantage of the fact that the infusion of the power of the sun god had not ended, he swallowed them in one gulp.

In an instant, the two pills turned into pure Yin, Star, and Sun power. Dividing into six streams of power, they sank into the dantian, and then, through the dantian, rushed to the surrounding meridians, limbs, and bones.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes went black, and he only felt a magma-like heat burning his body's cells, quickly annihilating them. There was also a cold current surging in his body, freezing his internal organs and obliterating his vitality.

The soul was also suffering from the torment of ice and fire. He had a premonition that he would be destroyed in the next second.

At this time, the starlight of Yatsan played a role, coordinating the chaotic Yin and Sun, smoothing their irritability and coldness, and guiding the direction of the two forces.

When the sun burned the meridians and cells, the Yin went to cool down and repair the organs and muscles frozen by the Yin, and the sun was responsible for thawing and warming.

Under the power of the stars, it was like the arc in the middle of the Tai Chi fish, pulling the Yin and Sun to operate in an orderly manner.

Zhang Yuanqing's pain gradually subsided, and his soul and body greedily absorbed the spiritual power until the Lingjing's prompt sounded in his ears.

The sun mark on the character card suddenly lit up, branding into the sea of consciousness like a soldering iron, appearing in the golden sea of consciousness.

This round of golden sun continued to rise in the world of consciousness, constantly rising, and finally solidified, becoming a gentle golden sun, continuously and steadily emitting soft golden light.

Zhang Yuanqing naturally mastered the Level 9 Night Wanderer skill, the Sun's Will!

The Sun's Will was a power that integrated one's own will into the power of the sun god. The power of the sun god was no longer pure spiritual power or energy, but contained the master's will.

The stronger the master's will, the stronger the power of the sun god. A concrete description was that when Zhang Yuanqing shot a golden arrow, carrying his will, it would continue to track the enemy until it hit or the will of the arrow was exhausted.

For example, he could burn enemies with golden flames. If the will in the flames was not extinguished, it would continue to burn.

With the Night Wanderer's Yuan Shen strength, only Illusionists could compare. The golden flames integrated with the Night Wanderer's will could basically not be resolved or extinguished.

In addition, the Sun's Will combined with the Sun Rise to form a rule skill: Sun Shines!

The rule of Sun Shines was: the sun shines, all

things live and thrive, all things perish. All things live and thrive represented: life flourishes, which could be regarded as a self-healing technique, but could not be used on oneself, because the essence of "all things live and thrive" was to lend one's own life to others.

Shining on others was okay, but not on himself. All things perish was an advanced version, a strengthened version of the Sun Rise ability, endowing it with the rule of inevitable demise.

I've mastered the power of rules!

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the charred skeleton left by Nüba, his eyes clear, without any emotion.

After advancing to Level 9, the power of the Arrow of Love was purified, and all distracting thoughts were also purified. His thoughts were clearer than ever, and even emotions were difficult to surge. He became calm, even indifferent.

Soon, the countdown ended, and Zhang Yuanqing disappeared from the Shu Mountain instance dungeon.