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Chapter 173 Obtaining the Artifact
Chapter 173 Obtaining the Artifact
"To be honest, I was ostracized and not recognized by the gods when I was in the realm of gods."
"It is an existence that has always been forgotten and despised by the gods."
As she spoke, a bitter smile appeared on her lips, and deep weariness and helplessness were hidden in her eyes.
For tens of thousands of years, she has been as lonely and desolate as the darkness and despair she governs.
"If it weren't for the fact that I held the title of someone who restrained the God of Asura, I would have perished long ago amidst the jealousy and hatred of the God of Asura's subordinate deities."
"In the realm of gods, I am a person without allies or companions."
She could see her future at a glance—a bleak future filled with endless loneliness and despair.
"Why should I support such a divine realm? Do you want me to become their sacrifice?"
"That's why I've decided to join your side."
"I know you want to destroy the realm of gods and kill all those arrogant, high-and-mighty guys."
"But you lack help right now, so I have descended here to help you kill all the people you want to kill."
"To become your aid in conquering the realm of gods and reshaping it."
The voice of the Rakshasa god echoed in the dimly lit room, carrying a hint of determination and madness.
His words became increasingly sharp and increasingly obsessive.
His eyes revealed hatred and greed.
This is her true nature as a goddess of evil thoughts: greed, anger, and delusion.
The voice of the Rakshasa god echoed particularly jarringly in the dark room.
"You actually told me about these personal conflicts."
Su Chen could sense the excitement in her voice as she spoke, and it was clear that she was not lying.
However, faced with Rakshasa's suggestion, Su Chen countered, "But, do you really trust me that much?"
"And you say you want to reshape the realm of gods, do you even know what you're talking about?"
What you're talking about is too far removed from my reality.
Su Chen was surprised; he hadn't expected this Rakshasa God to reveal all his secrets like that.
Rakshasa God smiled bitterly, shook his head, and continued, "You may not know the origin of the seed within Bibi Dong's body."
Rakshasa could never forget the day she used her divine power to trace the origin of that chakra seed.
She saw a tree.
A gigantic tree with boundless branches and leaves.
In the vision she envisioned, the giant tree pierced through the realm of gods, its roots extending downwards and spreading into the endless unknown worlds, taking root deep into the core of countless worlds.
The giant tree destroyed the foundation of divine and spiritual power, as if it wanted to invade the entire world. This scene exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
At the root of that enormous tree, Rakshasa saw a silver-haired boy.
And that young man was none other than Su Chen!
"Oh, you might not understand what I'm saying."
"But you only need to know one thing."
"Whether you betray me and kill me, or the Asura God completes his inheritance ritual, I will die."
"Whether I die early or late, it's just a matter of living a few more years. For a god like me who has lived for tens of thousands of years, it makes no difference."
"In this situation, why shouldn't I fight for my only chance of survival?"
A hint of hesitation appeared in Rakshasa's eyes. After thinking for a while, he finally made a difficult decision.
"Alright, to prove my sincerity, I will hand over my inherited artifact to you."
As he finished speaking, ink-black demonic energy emanated from his palms, then slowly condensed, forming a massive, purplish-black scythe exuding a sharp aura in his hands.
Countless demonic runes swirled around the scythe. As the scythe appeared, it was as if countless vengeful ghosts flew out of the dark room, their sharp and mournful cries echoing in his ears.
Those with weaker mental strength will inevitably be unable to withstand the ghostly wailing and will suffer a mental breakdown, thus becoming mentally impaired.
This scythe is the divine artifact inherited by the god Rakshasa—the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
This is a genuine miracle product...
The Rakshasa God actually wanted to hand over the inherited divine artifact to Su Chen.
Above this lies a wisp of her soul, representing her final trump card.
This person had staked everything on Su Chen.
For Rakshasa, this was undoubtedly a high-stakes gamble that cost him his life and fortune.
Winning means a bright future; losing means utter devastation.
"By activating the divine power within, you can temporarily summon my divine soul to fight for you. Although in the human realm I can only use demigod-level power... I suggest you use it a maximum of three times."
"Because if I unleash power exceeding the level 99 Limit Douluo more than three times, it is very likely that my location will be exposed and attract the attention of the God Realm Committee."
"Of course, they'll find out about you too."
"You should know that there are God-King level powerhouses in the God Realm Committee. Even I am nothing more than an ant in their hands."
"Remember not to use it more than three times. I'm betting my life, but don't risk it too."
The Rakshasa god spoke with a serious expression.
After saying these words, he left with his last sentence.
"Alright, I need to return to the realm of gods now, otherwise I'll be detected."
"Just tell Bibi Dong when you need me, and I will descend."
Then, the aura of the Rakshasa god slowly dissipated, and the sharpness in his eyes vanished.
Bibi Dong's body went limp and she almost collapsed to the ground. Su Chen quickly stepped forward to support her.
After gently placing her on the ground, Su Chen began to examine the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
Gripping the heavy and mysterious Rakshasa Scythe tightly in his hand, and feeling the immense pressure emanating from it, Su Chen's heart couldn't help but ripple.
For Su Chen, Rakshasa God's choice was both unexpected and reasonable.
Indeed, her fate was sealed except for being destroyed by the successor of the Asura God.
Joining forces with herself was her only way out.
Su Chen's gaze shifted to the scythe, and an unprecedented power surged within him. The dark demonic energy within the scythe responded to his call, gathering into an invisible force that surrounded him.
He could almost feel a wisp of Rakshasa's soul trembling within the scythe, resonating with him.
In an instant, the howls and cries of countless vengeful ghosts rang out again, but this time they had no effect on him whatsoever.
This is the mental attack method of the God of Evil Thoughts; every swing of the scythe directly destroys the opponent's spirit.
Su Chen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as if trying to fully integrate this power into his body.
I never expected this, it's like a pillow being delivered just when I was sleepy.
He wanted to hunt down the 79-year-old ferocious beast, the Evil Emperor, so the Rakshasa God sent him his inherited artifact.
By activating the Rakshasa God's divine soul, even against a level 99 Limit Douluo like Poseidon, it would be enough to forcibly kill him.
Although it is said that it can only be used three times, how many people in the world today can force him to use this demonic scythe?
It seems that my new spirit ring will be found soon.
(End of this chapter)