"Chest... damn! Can you for once show some martial virtue! I give up, I give up!"
This time, the voice suddenly erupted into swearing.
A figure was forced out of the shadows in a sorry state.
Silver-blue light burst forth, his body flickered twice, appearing beside the Light Apostle.
Finally, the few people in the room saw clearly who had arrived.
It was a young man in a casual suit with a generic face, looking just like someone who sells insurance downstairs.
At this moment, he was glaring angrily at Lu Wenwu, still bitter about the previous kick aimed inappropriately by the Demon God Battle Lance.
[King of the Apostles/Reincarnation Apostle (A)]: 2480000/???
[Current Status]: Demon Godâs Curse, Demon Godâs Blessing, Spirit on the brink of collapse, Emotions unstable
Looks like this guyâs mental state is worrying.
"Damned Violent Dragon, I just donât understand, will it kill you to play according to the rules once! Will it kill you!!" Reincarnation Apostle shouted frantically, lacking any composure one would expect from the King of the Apostles.
In the corner, Lan Shan, protected by Mao Mao, snuck a thumbs-up to the Reincarnation Apostle.
This mental impact canât always be just me to bear!
Lu Wenwu indeed rarely plays by the rules.
He was often advised to check his mental state or to promptly visit the psychiatric department at the Imperial City First Peopleâs Hospital.
Lu Wenwu sneered, "Ever since I was tricked once by two guys who like to group together to pee, I gave up on playing by the rules. Iâve been killing fish at Da Run Fa for ten years, my heart is as cold as a knife now!"
The Light Apostle weakly asked, "So, excuse me for interrupting. Whatâs going on here now? Reincarnation, what are you doing here anyway?"
Lu Wenwu said without turning his head, "I donât know who I am, I donât know where I am, I just know Iâm about to start a massacre! Mwahahaha! Prepare to die, Sun Thief!"
Meanwhile, the Reincarnation Apostle continued to mentally collapse: "Ninety-seven times now, ninety-seventh time! Canât any consistent fighting style last till the fourth move?"
Lan Shan: "..."
Mao Mao: "..."
Light Apostle: "..."
Damn, two maniacs have faced off!
"If youâre so tough, donât reset, watch me destroy you!"
"If youâre so tough, spare my life, because once I die, Iâll automatically reset! Youâll have to fight the ninety-eighth battle again!"
"Damn, youâre a dam! Sun Thief, youâre so sneaky! I knew something felt off!"
"Weâre both sneaky, donât act like youâre not, you always steal my chickens from the most bizarre places!"
"Donât slander me nonsensically, these are righteous ambushes, my Invincible Tyrannosaurus War God is a force for justice!"
"You..."
"Enough! Will you guys ever stop!"
Seeing their argument intensify, the Light Apostle lost her patience and shouted abruptly.
Two Holy Light Egg Shields burst from her hands, pinning the two oblivious guys into the wall, becoming part of the decoration.
The Light Apostleâs face was filled with deep disgust and strong resentment, roaring like a lioness.
"You two, now! Immediately! Calm down for me! If youâre going to talk, talk! If youâre going to fight, fight! If youâve got nothing to say, get the hell out of my lordâs chapel!"
Itâs said that when quiet people explode, itâs the scariest.
The Light Apostleâs fury finally halted this farce.
A madman and another mentally unstable person finally sat down quietly, returning to normal.
At least, on the surface.
Lan Shan embraced Mao Mao, who was equally scared, shivering together in the corner, trying to lower their presence as much as possible.
"Alright, since according to you weâve met ninety-seven times now, what happened in those previous ninety-six encounters?" This was Lu Wenwuâs first sentence after sitting down.
"What else could happen? Regardless of the process, in the end, I was always killed by you in various ways, youâre ridiculously strong and unreasonable!"
The Reincarnation Apostle was extremely resentful, looking just like a deep-chambered grievance wife, grumpily muttering while sitting.
"No matter how I guide you, you just donât play by the rules. Whether itâs the path or the method of attack, you stubbornly stick to the first three moves being the same."
The Light Apostle slightly furrowed her brow: "So your ability is actually resetting?"
The Reincarnation Apostle nodded: "Pretty much, maybe with some time-space abilities. Mainly, I can mark save points myself, and if I die, it automatically resets from after the Demon God Game."
"No wonder... you can effortlessly kill anyone you face, no matter what conspiracy, it doesnât work against you." The Light Apostleâs expression was odd, "Except the Violent Dragon."
Lan Shan, boldly, asked curiously: "Hey hey! Since youâve fought Brother Wu so many times, havenât you summarized his fighting style? This could be something you can use, right?"
"Useless, he has no fighting style! Isnât it just hitting directly with punches? If I donât die, he hits with another punch!"
Uncharacteristically talkative, the Reincarnation Apostle rolled his eyes, looking even more resentful.
"Once I even launched a suicidal nuclear strike, and this psycho wasnât affected at all."
"Can you believe it, he faced the nuclear blast head-on, enduring immense heat and lethal radiation that would instantly kill others, and charged at me, smashing my head with a punch, all while laughing like a madman!"
"And he said... My purity is just too high! High my two grandfathers!"