Chapter 570: Chapter 570: Trap? That would be perfect

"Ah?!"

Perfect Life stared at the Eight Trigrams in his hand, momentarily unwilling to believe his own eyes!

Had he seen wrong? Or was there some problem with the initial input calculation data?

After repeatedly confirming, he was still forced to reluctantly accept the reality before him.

—The probability of "Sin" failing was actually increasing!

He didn't quite understand the principle behind this, but facts were facts—his yin-yang hands wouldn't deceive him.

Previously, when the strength of both sides was completely unclear and the Divine Messenger Saint faction was still somewhat weak, it had always been fifty-fifty!

Why now, when eight cities had already been sealed with six, and the sealed cities couldn't produce any demons—which should be a massive weakening of that Death Messenger—did the game turn out like this?

The more it looked like they were about to win, the closer they actually seemed to be losing?

Right... actually this made more sense. If it were really such a simple brute force push, why would that Death Messenger have come?!

He should have known from the start that "Sin" would have this level of strength.

"Long live the Saint Lord!"

Meanwhile, in the vast city below, an endless sea of people mixed among blood and corpses shouted loudly.

The sound waves rose higher and higher, never ceasing.

It created the illusion that as long as the person before them didn't leave, they would never stop.

Many people had even run out from shelters specifically to kneel and worship.

As if witnessing a saint's personal arrival could bring hope and good fortune, their eyes blazed with brilliant light.

Every pair of numb, program-modified eyes now brimmed with hopeful visions, and the New Saints brought by Jiang Yuan were especially fervent, their eyes filled with devotion.

It seemed as if the deepest darkness was about to pass, and under the Saint Lord's invincible presence, light was about to arrive.

For this illusion of hope, they completely disregarded the terrifying demons and massive sacrifices, as if everything could be overlooked.

But when Perfect Life looked at the Eight Trigrams in his hand again, he could sense that this sacred, almost religious creation scene before him might just be an illusion.

Where exactly had things gone wrong?!

Perfect Life listened to the cheers around him, his head practically ready to explode.

What unseen conspiracy was hidden in this seemingly simple battle game between two sides? Why did he feel like they were losing?

Was it because as time passed and more people died, Death Messenger's power became exceptionally strong?

The reason he had been following "Sin" was to minimize casualties as much as possible, but the demon faction's tidal wave-like summons and slaughter of civilians were difficult to completely stop.

Was it just because of these reasons?

Perfect Life's heart was full of suspicion. Just as he was pondering, a blue streak of light in the distance flew toward this direction like a meteor.

—Jiang Yuan had returned.

At the same time, a new message popped up on the Saints' game panels.

[Sealed Demon Beacons: 6/8.]

Now they had truly sealed six.

However, what made Perfect Life's heart tremble with fear was still happening.

The tendency to lose shown in his Eight Trigrams seemed to have an even higher probability now, feeling very definite!

Perfect Life: ?

On the other side, Jiang Yuan immediately flew before Lu Ce, bowing his head and saying:

"Saint Lord!"

"Zhen City has been successfully sealed."

"Now we have six sealed cities, and we're moving civilians toward these six cities as much as possible."

"Victory is very close now!"

As he spoke, he slightly raised his head to look at the injuries on "Sin's" body, saying somewhat hesitantly:

"Saint Lord, do you need to rest a bit now?"

"With only two cities left, perhaps..."

"Do I appear weak in your eyes now?" Pride turned his head and spoke.

"No!" Jiang Yuan quickly responded, lowering his head. "The Saint Lord is eternally mighty!"

"Then why waste words? I don't need you to decide anything."

As he spoke, Lu Ce raised his hand and summoned the Extreme Path Battle Axe back, forcefully shaking off the blood on it, and held it in his hand.

Clearly intending to quickly leave for the next city.

He was eager to force that turtle-hiding Messenger to come out.

Pride, amidst the worship of thousands kneeling in adoration, being enshrined like a god, was actually trending toward overload.

But clearly, something was still missing.

Could it be that in this game, his Pride couldn't even reach overload?

If so, that Death Messenger was truly too pathetic.

Just as he was about to fly away, a large hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder forcefully.

The many New Saints instantly froze in unison, turning to look at Perfect Life who was now gripping the Saint Lord's shoulder.

"How dare you!"

"Shut up!" Perfect Life instantly retorted.

Veins bulged on his forehead. Actually, he was also suffering, his mind chaotic, but he had no choice but to act.

"Listen to me, just... wait a moment."

"Don't continue sealing anymore."

Facing the unfriendly gazes of the crowd, Perfect Life still spoke directly to Pride.

Lu Ce turned to look at the person before him. Under Pride's intense and domineering pressure, even Perfect Life couldn't help but release his hand.

If he continued disrespecting the "Saint Lord," these loyal dogs around would probably take action...

"Although I don't have a definite reason, after eliminating relevant variables, this is the only possibility."

"The more city beacons you seal, the smaller your chances of winning become! Now, there's already a high probability of defeat."

"There must be aspects of this game's rules that we haven't noticed yet."

Perfect Life was straightforward, telling "Sin" all his information.

However, after Pride stared at him for a while, that golden, ever-expressionless saintly face gradually began to show a smile!

"Oh."

"You're saying there's some kind of trap here that I haven't noticed, something that could kill me?"

"Hehe..."