Chapter 357: Chapter 357: Instinct Guides Him to Where He Must Go

Black Knight's hesitant voice reached Xie Antong's ears.

"What? What's wrong with him?" Xie Antong's heart clenched as she asked, her view of the island now obscured.

"Not exactly... but some people are about to have a really bad time." Black Knight's words carried hidden meaning.

Xie Antong: ?

"Huh?"

"Though..." Black Knight's tone suddenly turned grave, "This isn't actually good for him either."

"Tch. To put it simply, it's like injecting dozens of doses of your 'emo medicine' all at once."

"What 'emo medicine'..." Xie Antong rolled her eyes before frowning. "He has performance-enhancing items too? What about the side effects?"

"Hard to say. But humans really shouldn't stay berserk for too long. Moderation is key... Enough chatter—where exactly are we going?"

"Right here! Dive!"

"Huh?" Black Knight was stunned. "Dive? Do you have diving equipment?"

"Didn't bring any." Xie Antong's response was decisive. "I've trained for this. My maximum breath-hold is five minutes. Three minutes with physical activity."

"Keep track of the time. Preferably don't let me drown."

Black Knight: ?

"Damn, girl, you're savage! I like your style!"

"No survival measures? What if I get carried away underwater?"

"By the way, that guy came here saying he'd kill you~"

Black Knight joked while subtly probing for any hidden cards she might have.

"Is that so." Xie Antong's expression remained unfazed.

"Then you'd better make sure I don't stay underwater for six minutes. Now dive!"

"Roger that!"

No longer hesitating, Black Knight made a sharp dive, plunging into the depths to search for the final Godslayer Spike.

They agreed Xie Antong would adjust their direction by shifting the handlebar position.

......

On the island, most had forgotten about the runaway bride.

Because right now, the groom was utterly terrifying.

His wrath in overloaded state carried a god-slaying aura—no one dared face him directly.

The Godslayer Spike's suppression ironically helped him, drastically weakening all other players.

Meanwhile, the out-of-control Lu Ce simply powered through the debuff while amplifying himself further.

Since his physical prowess was already top-tier, he now moved like a jungle predator—unstoppable, unrestrained.

The entire island had become his hunting ground.

The Illuminati forces who arrived first now lay dead or wounded; those he touched were lucky to escape with severe injuries.

This fully beastified human was horrifying—every part of his body became a weapon. Teeth, skull—all lethal.

Lu Ce's muscles and skeletal structure had morphed, adopting a quadrupedal predator's stance.

Long Jiu was getting a headache. He never expected this would turn into a boss fight against "Sin."

Originally, he'd intended to help Lu Ce as a fellow "family member."

But this... was terrifying. At this rate, no one could deny he looked like a world-class villain.

Perfect Life's itch for battle made him charge during a lull, trading a palm strike with Lu Ce.

His entire arm and shoulder blade dislocated instantly.

Lesson learned. Fine, you're number one. Not competing.

Yet unknown to them, Lu Ce's mind was equally unsettled.

This explosive power nearly surpassed what Arrogance could unleash through the Extreme Path Battle-Axe at full throttle.

But this overload wasn't his choice—he could handle these foes without it!

The wrath overload had created a positive feedback loop, intensifying beyond his control.

His worst fear? That this state might become permanent.

Then he'd truly become a world boss!

Each overload was like conversing with the deepest, darkest abyss within his soul.

Stare into the abyss too long, and you'll fall in forever.

And you can't resist—because that abyss is part of you.

Lu Ce desperately wished for a true peer to fight him properly now.

But every expert present was severely weakened—none stood a chance.

Even someone as reckless as Sun avoided confronting him now.

Meanwhile, the suppression on all island players kept intensifying!

Weaker mages couldn't even cast spells anymore!

This was the Illuminati's earlier plan: when all seven Godslayer Spikes activated, every player's power would plummet—even vanish temporarily!

Then they'd see if it affected this monster significantly.

Worst case? Useless. This mindless beast would slaughter everyone, proving the Illuminati had found humanity's betrayer after exhausting all options.

Half the objective achieved, but at unacceptable cost.

Yet now, the final Godslayer Spike seemed to have vanished—its presence faint, ineffective, even growing more distant??

"What's happening? Wasn't it placed here earlier?" Matthew snapped toward a direction, furious.

"What went wrong?"

Before getting answers, Lu Ce arrived—a pale green terror blasting toward his face with hurricane force!

Matthew barely dodged, sacrificing part of his shoulder to survive.

Terror-stricken, he fled wildly, feeling Death's breath on his neck.

But to everyone's shock, "Sin" gradually stopped.

He stood silently, then slowly turned his head—toward the ocean.

The world's sharpest instinct was guiding him.

Guiding him where he must go.