Chapter 213 Separate Views, South Island Again

Turning our attention elsewhere, let's look at the situation on South Island.

The location where the purple pillar of light appeared was also the site of an altar.

At this moment, the mysterious figure that Mad Eye called "Master," Twenty-Three concealed within a cloak, was standing by the altar, quietly watching this scene unfold.

Standing on either side of her were four other people.

The first was the mute giant Ivan.

The second was a cyclops whose physique was several times larger than Ivan's and whose skin was the color of earth.

The third was a white-haired knight with a resolute face and a burly frame.

The fourth was a half-human, half-ghost, deathly silent necromancer.

Regarding Ivan, we will not dwell too much on him here. As for the cyclops and the white-haired knight, they were also mentioned in previous chapters; they are the Idiotic God, Idiant, and the God of Truth, Tureus, from the Nine Gods.

As for the last necromancer, his name was Kronon… he was one of Duoling’s confidants in the Church of Illusions back in the day; in terms of strength, he was second only to the three giants: Samodir, Tariom, and Duoling.

"Who dares to summon me here…" As the purple light gradually dissipated, an odd figure emerged from the pillar of light, walking along the steps of the altar as he spoke.

By the time the last word of that sentence fell, the appearance of this "person" was revealed to everyone.

From his appearance, this one was clearly from the "Sartre Clan," the same race as Samodir; however, his appearance was a bit different from Samodir's. One could call him a "lower-end version." In any case, he didn't look as intimidating as Samodir, but he felt more corrupt and sinister.

"God of Lies, Ifor…" Twenty-Three was not using a "processed voice" at this moment, but speaking in her own voice. "Worthy of being the strongest of the Nine Gods, your sacrificial ritual… used up all the remaining cannon fodder under my command."

As she said this, Ifor also noticed that a whole ring of still-fresh, bloody corpses were laid out around the altar at his feet.

"Hm?" The next second, Ifor's gaze paused on Idiant and Tureus respectively, and then he spoke, "You two… why are you here?"

"The tides of the era… have brought us back," Tureus replied without hesitation.

This "God of Truth" was wearing a set of golden knight armor; his broad, somewhat exaggerated greatsword was stuck in the ground in front of him like a tombstone.

"The Four Pillar Gods have all fallen, and the Master… will lead us to restore our former glory," Idiant added at the appropriate time.

This "Idiotic God" was wearing leather armor made of giant beast bones, and he was carrying a nail-studded club thicker than a telephone pole on his shoulder.

"Master?" Upon hearing this, Ifor immediately shifted his gaze to Twenty-Three; after staring at the mysterious figure in the cloak for a few moments, he sneered, "Hmph… it seems that my two 'brothers' have been brought under your command."

"I hope you can join as well," Twenty-Three stated her request directly.

"Heh…" Ifor was still sneering, "If I were willing to be subservient to others, why would I have left this universe in the first place?"

"Ifor, I advise you not to refuse the Master's kindness…" Tureus interjected, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Yes, Ifor," Idiant also said, "You can also feel how powerful the Master is, right? Following her… we can achieve even greater things than in the past…"

"Enough," Ifor had no intention of letting them finish; he interrupted, "I have no interest in wasting words with you two…" He spread his hands, "...One is a hypocritical villain, and the other is a greedy fool; I had already completely despaired of you when you were defeated by the Four Pillar Gods. The only reason I didn't immediately break ties with you was because I needed to use your strength to open the path to another world."

Hearing this, the expressions of Tureus and Idiant both became very unsightly. If it were any other time, they would have already flown into a rage.

But today, because Twenty-Three was present, even these two NPCs with the name of "God" did not dare to act rashly in the slightest.

"Woman," Ifor mocked his two "brothers" and immediately looked at Twenty-Three, saying, "I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know… but I might as well tell you that my thoughts have changed over the years. I no longer wish to return to this universe… everything here is no longer relevant to me." As he said this, he turned around and walked towards the last trace of purple light at the top of the altar. "Anyway, you've already found two capable dogs, just pretend I wasn't here…"

He didn't even finish the last word or two of that sentence before it was cut short.

Because… in that instant, Twenty-Three's hand had already pierced through his back, penetrating his chest.

"Okay, I'll just pretend you weren't here then," The next second, Twenty-Three's girlish, slightly playful tone suddenly rang in Ifor's ear.

Ifor lowered his head and saw a stream of data flowing with golden light, spreading out from his wound like a liquid and devouring his entire body at an alarming speed.

Ifor couldn't say another word before he was consumed by the golden light; his power… was also absorbed by Twenty-Three after this "formatting."

Silence…

A chilling silence.

The scene before their eyes caused the four people below the altar to break out in a cold sweat.

"Hmm… the energy is stronger than I thought. It can't be said to be a complete waste of time," Twenty-Three muttered after completing the absorption.

Immediately afterward, a stream of data light flashed through her eyes again, a process that lasted about five seconds.

"Ah… so that's the result," She didn't know what she saw, but after five seconds, her pupils returned to normal, and she sighed.

Then, Twenty-Three turned around and said to the four people below the altar, "Just now, Weston and the 'Warlock Corps' have been completely wiped out; if nothing goes wrong, Blackbeard and the others will soon go to the 'Middle Island' to open the treasure."

"Uh… do you have any instructions?" Kronon tentatively asked.

"I only have one mission for you," Twenty-Three replied, "A simple, straightforward mission." Her tone was firm, but the expression hidden under her hood was quite complex. "As long as you complete it, I will give you a generous reward, even allowing you to directly obtain the status of the Four Pillar Gods."

"Please tell us," Upon hearing that there was such a good thing, Tureus immediately knelt on one knee and volunteered loudly, "We will go through fire and water, even if…"

"There is an otherworldly traveler by Blackbeard's side," Twenty-Three had no intention of listening to the other party's nonsense; she interrupted Tureus's words as if nothing had happened, and then said, "His name is Feng Bujue; I want you to find him and kill him at all costs…" She paused for half a second, controlling her slightly fluctuating tone and emotions, "I don't care what means you use, just be quick… once he turns into white light and leaves this universe, your mission will be complete."