Chapter 552: Chapter 552: Crowning Oneself: An Arrogant and Terrifying Belief

The Death Messenger said with a laugh, her face full of mockery.

Although she didn't know where this guy in front of her came from, what he said was quite amusing.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"My name is Jiang Yuan," Jiang Yuan answered very honestly.

Death Messenger: ...

That wasn't what she was really asking, but hearing this answer, she somewhat lost the desire to continue questioning.

Really... who would have thought that while playing the game, there would be such an interlude.

Tilting her head back, she looked at Jiang Yuan and said mockingly:

"You're really a fool, believing whatever he says?"

"Heh heh."

Her face carried a somewhat evil smile as she crushed the hope in this naive guy's heart, giving her a rather perverted sense of pleasure.

But in a corner she didn't notice, Xie Antong was watching her with an equally malicious smile.

What a naive Divine Messenger...

You'll find out soon enough that Pride has always crowned himself. What identity he holds depends entirely on whether he wants to, why would he need your acknowledgment?

Jiang Yuan's eyes trembled slightly, as if he had been swayed by her words, his gaze fixed directly on the Death Messenger.

He felt that this woman gave him a familiar feeling.

That exceptionally uncomfortable feeling.

"Heh heh, also, I have some bad news for you - you can't become a Saint."

The Death Messenger kept talking, but at this moment, Lu Ce finally spoke up.

Lu Ce slowly raised his head, looking at the Death Messenger with complete arrogance.

"You're starting to talk a bit too much."

"Do you really think this kind of thing is up to you?"

Death Messenger: ?

"Otherwise?"

She was practically laughing in anger. Of course she knew exactly what these rules were, what the factions represented.

She was an "Arbitrator," just playing the game herself.

"If I don't get to decide, then you do?"

She said this mockingly, but who would have thought that Pride's golden mask now showed complete self-evident certainty, and he actually nodded.

"Mm, it seems you do understand after all."

Death Messenger: ?

Her words stuck in her throat, unable to come out, but at this moment, Pride tilted his head and looked at Jiang Yuan who had appeared so suddenly beside him.

"Your name is Jiang Yuan, right."

"Alright, from now on, you are a Saint."

The Death Messenger's heavily made-up face was practically bursting with frustration as she loudly said:

"What do you mean he's a Saint!? Are you playing cosplay here!?"

"Have you forgotten who you are? Do you really think you're that so-called Saint Lord?"

Lu Ce looked at her calmly and responded:

"Otherwise?"

Exactly right.

This feeling was exactly right!

Beside them, Xie Antong and Sun couldn't help but exchange glances, thinking of a previous game.

This torturous feeling was all too familiar to them, and right now, it was completely surpassing their previous experience.

"Heh heh, I suggest you stop arguing. From the moment He claimed to be the Saint Lord, He already was one."

Xie Antong said to the Death Messenger, with even a trace of pity deep in her Pleasure-filled eyes.

Talking about having information on Lu Ce... seems they only knew about his abilities and temperament, never watched his previous games.

Heh, what era is this already, and these Divine Messengers still dare to look down on Lu Ce like this.

That superior, condescending feeling of Pride that looks down on all living beings - even Divine Messengers can't stand it?

At this moment, Jiang Yuan's thoughts were chaotic.

Most of the time, he couldn't understand what these people in front of him were saying, didn't know who they were, where they came from.

Of course, Lu Ce and the others were equally unfamiliar with him.

Right now, Jiang Yuan only had three terms constantly cycling through his mind.

"Saint Lord, Saint, parable..."

These things continuously tormented his spirit, making his eyes fixate dead on the golden mask before him, as if trying to see through it.

As if somewhat unconsciously, he softly said:

"You... are the Saint Lord?"

The voice carried doubt, pleading, and even sounded somewhat like talking to himself.

Lu Ce finally turned his head and formally looked at him, nodding.

"Mm, I am."

"Saint Lord..." Jiang Yuan murmured, as if entering some special state.

Blue light flickered in his eyes, like whirlpools, looking at the golden face before him.

"The Saint Lord must be omnipotent, omniscient."

"Even if the world has been destroyed, can still forcibly seize a thread of life."

"Even if the heavenly pillars tilt, everything has been destined to slide toward decay, can still recover all capabilities."

Jiang Yuan whispered, as if reciting some kind of mantra, looking at Pride.

But this routine actually pleased Pride quite a bit, immediately feeling very satisfied, slightly nodding.

"Mm. Well said."

As he spoke, he even patted the other's shoulder.

Involuntarily, as the Saint Lord identity deepened, he felt his fusion rate with the Pride mask was actually beginning to slowly increase.

"Really?" Jiang Yuan said.

"Really," Lu Ce replied.

"Really my ass!" the Death Messenger directly cursed.

At this moment, veins bulged on her beautiful face as she looked with shock at the two people who were completely ignoring her presence, her fists clenched tight.

Damn it, this was really the first time she had seen something like this!

Originally she wasn't taking action because she wanted to watch the show, but these two lunatics immediately hit it off, chatting away like old friends having a great conversation.

Making her seem like a clown standing beside them.

"He's not that so-called Saint Lord! There's no such thing in this world!"

"No!" Suddenly, the confusion in Jiang Yuan's eyes swept away as he sharply raised his head, his gaze firm.

"He is the Saint Lord!"

"Mm, that's natural, no need to listen to the clamor of those who scheme and scramble for petty gains," Lu Ce also said.

"If he wants to be it, then let him be it! Why are you talking so much? Just take action!" Sun also said to the Death Messenger.

The Death Messenger slapped her forehead, feeling like she had really been led astray by these lunatics. Why was she actually arguing about these things with them!?

She just felt her dignity was damaged - no, in front of Pride she had no dignity to begin with. Immediately feeling somewhat uncomfortable, her heart churning, her expression ugly.

Jiang Yuan still wanted to say something, but Lu Ce grabbed him by the collar and threw him toward Sun.

"Enough nonsense, it's time for action."

Jiang Yuan flipped several times in the air before landing in front of Sun, his eyes wide open, expression firm, looking completely possessed.

"It seems you are the first test the Saint Lord has given me!"

Sun: ...