Chapter 1579: Chapter 505: If You Defect and Lay Down Your Arms, You Shall Not Lose Your Subsidiary God Position—Wouldn’t That Be Wonderful? (Part 4) Rone hid behind a fragment of Stars, initially thinking that he was exposed and discovered by Xizor. After waiting for a moment, he realized that these lights and shadows were not targeting him but were rushing straight to the outskirts of The Only Cosmos, led by none other than Xizor himself. “What’s going on? What’s happening?” Rone mumbled to himself, suddenly realizing a possibility: “It better not be Wayne leading his people over, hopefully, it’s Saine or Grew, he’s not a match for Xizor, using this method to cover for me…” Staring at the direction in which the lights and shadows disappeared, Rone instinctively followed for a few steps before stopping to sigh sadly in place. “Wayne risked his life to earn me a chance, now is not the time for hesitation, I should go to The Eternal Hall…” “But if I go, he will surely die, and how will I handle the rest of my life?” “What a reckless kid, I told him not to face the Subsidiary Gods directly, take it slow, why so aggressive…” Rone tightened the gray fog cloak around him, the light spots in his eyes becoming even colder and more eerie: “Xizor, Saine, Grew, you all deserve to die!” With that, he strode off, rushing to The Eternal Hall at the fastest speed. Throughout the journey, he suppressed his aura, did not make contact with the outside world, unaware of Wayne’s progress, and did not know that Wayne was not fighting alone, having companions Grew and Saine alongside. That was the reason Xizor hurried to the frontline carelessly, despite leaving the rear unguarded. If Rone knew the truth, he would probably dismiss it as rumor, it’s too fast, impossible. They had been apart for two months, he knew Wayne’s strength, there’s no reason he improved so quickly; Grew and Saine holding the Authority of God’s Domain had the strength guarantee based on their original Subsidiary God status, no reason to switch allegiance so quickly. There’s only one possibility, Wayne intended to use a suicidal method to cover for him entering The Eternal Hall. Rone was deeply moved by this self-sacrificing spirit, comparing the two, their moral quality was poles apart, on completely different levels, in terms of faith and loyalty, he was not even worthy to carry Wayne’s shoes. If he wasn’t born with a skeletal frame, by now he would have eyes filled with tears, walking while crying. Fortunately, the problem was minor, he felt Wayne was by his side, already inheriting his legacy, he wasn’t fighting alone. The truth is often that outrageous. The twelve layers of Hades are vast, teeming with Elite Monsters and numerous side-line quests, clearing them all would take at least three months. But if executing the decapitation plan, the Hades instance has only three bosses, and with the Fist Power that Wayne currently wields, he could clear them in just one day. And yet, he made time to hold several meetings and even took a bath. We can only say, Rone must run faster, otherwise, even though he set off one step ahead, by the time he reaches The Eternal Hall, his Main God, faith, and mother would have already taken the shape of Wayne. And most likely, he would have even taken a bath. On the outskirts of The Only Cosmos, a dense gray haze covered the sky, the desolate despair soaked the space, corrupting the surrounding starry sky into ruins, forcibly tainting it into a lifeless barren land. Under the gloomy backdrop, countless Demigod level phantoms hovered, numbering over a hundred, each silhouette blurred and carrying an immense sense of oppression. At the front of the queue, three figures stood out most prominently, the Observer Grew, the Judge Saine, and a stranger pretty boy in the middle. Judging by the position, the pretty boy stood between them, with Grew and Saine showing him great respect. For a Subsidiary God holding the authority of Hades to be respected… The defender army on the outskirts of The Only Cosmos was filled with dread as they relayed the message at once, explaining the crisis at the frontlines. On Wayne’s side, the number of atmosphere team members was few, apart from the devoted individuals Rone had recruited, the rest were subordinates of Saine and Grew. In terms of numbers, there were few, just a three-digit figure, but each was a Demigod; though few, their presence was enough to shock. Dozens of meteors streaked across, reaching the frontline battlefield, rows of Corpse Dragons with Giant Dragon traits lined up, all beings personally forged by Xizor. Xizor clad in Black Dragon Armor looked commanding and unyielding, the rugged scar on his face conspicuous, making a face that demanded justice look exceptionally villainous. Deep hatred, as though wronged numerous times, face-to-face as well. With Xizor’s strength, the scar could have been removed, its retention must bear great significance. “Saine, Grew, you two…” Seeing the formation before him, Xizor’s face turned sullen, spotting among the Demigod ranks several wanted bandits. Focusing his gaze on Wayne: “So this is it, you are Rone!” “Death Knight Wayne, thank you.” Wayne drew out Shadowmare, placing it upright before his chest, casually explaining and then looking at Grew: “What’s the deal with that scar on Xizor’s face, a welcome gift from the lover boy?” Grew didn’t understand at first, then his face turned serious as he nodded, loudly said: “That’s Xizor’s disgrace, I can’t say much more, all I can say is ‘those who understand, understand’, you know deep down, it’s just embarrassing saying it out loud with so many people around.” “Why didn’t you say earlier, I was so loud just now.” Wayne complained. “No worries, I was even louder than you.” As fellows Insectoids, Wayne quickly hit it off with Grew, in contrast, Saine always struggled to fit in with the vibe, standing cold-faced aloof on the side. “Tsk, such a big attitude!” Grew seized the opportunity to mock, advising Wayne to open his mind, not to be fooled by Saine. “Exactly, what’s with the airs of a traitor.” ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novᴇlfire.net Wayne unconsciously joined in, then pointed the sword at Xizor: “I’m talking about you, traitor of Hades, the kingdom army has arrived, sweeping through all directions…” “With all hearts inclined, the world reveres the virtue, this is the Dark Goddess’s… ” “How could the flickering light of decaying grass compare to the divine light of the starry sky!” If you surrender your arms, defect honorably, you won’t lose your position as a Subsidiary God, the country prospers and the citizens rejoice, wouldn’t that be delightful?” The above was not Wayne’s original speech, but in translation, that was roughly the gist. Wayne completed the routine, patiently awaiting Xizor’s reply, the subsequent lines were all prepared, terms like ‘white-haired old fool’ and ‘bearded old thief’ ready for use once translated. Xizor listened expressionlessly, coldly remarked: “You’re not Rone, Rone wouldn’t say such shameless words, who are you?” “Death Knight Wayne, are you blind?” Wayne frowned slightly, loudly addressed Grew: “What’s with him, got his heart busted by the lover boy when he caught him cheating, can’t understand human speech?” “Hush, that’s another thing we can’t mention.” “Oh, I’m new here, my bad.” The two Insectoids gathered, their destructive power soaring. At the mention of ‘heart’, Xizor’s face twisted uncontrollably, and seeing the two of them, one yin, one yang, only made his anger rise further. “Don’t put on an act, I know who you are, you’re not related to Death, you’re a Subsidiary God of the Dark Goddess.” Xizor laughed coldly: “Grew, Saine, you both switched sides to Darkness…” “Congratulations on finding a new master!”