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The watchers were left stunned and confused, having no clue what the hell was going on... a few moments earlier, the Ruiner was raining on Madam Future with a barrage of fists and kicks... now, they were watching him holding his bleeding nose from attacks that came out of nowhere.
As for Madam Future? She was still standing in the same spot, her hands resting on each other near her abdomen like a polite Nun.
"We can keep fighting... but the results won’t change." Madam Future said calmly with her glittering eyes, "I see every possibility of your future... if you don’t use your resignation token, you will die."
’She knows I have the token?’ The Ruiner frowned, ’How far can she really see in the future? This isn’t normal... wasn’t she going all out in her first games? No, was she even fighting for real?’
The Ruiner might have some understanding of her powers, but it was based on what she had shown and known in the network... in reality, no one really knew anything but one’s self.
’Spiral of Inevitabilities... for her to be this calm, it means that I don’t have to be inside of it to feel its effects.’
Usually, this notion would have made anyone pack up and leave... after all, to know that every attack, action, or decision were already seen by Madam Future was despairing enough. But, to be under the threat of his own attacks that he hadn’t even made? That was simply diabolical battle arts.
Yet... the Ruiner wasn’t a nobody either.
’Behind the mystic is still a spiritual-based attack grounded on temporal laws... I fell weak to it because her spiritual prowess is more powerful than mine at the moment.’
The Ruiner suddenly cracked a faint cold smile as he removed his jacket and loosened his white shirt, appearing like a salary man about to throw hands.
"I admit... you control the future, which in turn allows you to control the present... but." The Ruiner showed the same gentle smile as he said, "Can you control what we were forced to seal? Can you control an emotion that thrives on destruction and chaos? Can you control... Wrath ?"
The moment he finished, Madam Future’s grimace changed for the first time... the Spiral of Inevitabilities stopped showing her countless possibilities.
Instead, the ring of colorful mist suddenly reflected nothing but absolute... RED .
From thousands of scenarios to a single scenario... The reason it was shown to her exclusively was because she knew... if it were to occur, she would die.
Hence, there was no need to show any other possibilities when her life in the future was on the line.
"You wouldn’t... if you went for it, you might not make it out of here alive too... not even your resignation token will matter when you won’t be in your right mind to use it."
Madam Future’s smooth forehead showed faint wrinkles... she was thinking really hard if there was any other possibility for her to win this battle.
"The thing is..."
The Ruiner’s milky white long hair suddenly started to turn entirely red from the tips as he walked in Madam Future’s direction. Even his eyes were showing red lines emerging one after another rapidly until there was more red than white.
"Angrath Lineage take pride in letting our true forms smell some fresh air once in a while when the right moment serves us... you’re looking down on me if you think I won’t dare go for it."
The Ruiner uttered coldly, his gentle tone and demeanor were slowly dissipating as his transformation continued.
The watchers held their breath in nervous anticipation as they stared at the Ruiner’s muscular frame enlarging bit by bit until his clothes were ripped apart... his manicured black nails became long dark sharp claws. His hair turned fully dark red and was fluttering wildly around him like it was under immense pressure.
Even his small curly horns became longer and twisted until the tips pierced through his skull, making it bleed over his wrathful cruel demonic face. Yet, he didn’t even care... the Ruiner’s vision was already turned pure red while his heart was pumping heated blood like there was no tomorrow.
"I can’t believe it! The Ruiner has removed all the seals on his Angrath Incarnate Form!" Gamemaster Gamble shouted excitedly, "Madam Future is in big trouble now... no... the entire combat room is in trou..."
Before Gamemaster Gamble could finish his sentence, the Ruiner roared into the skies and smashed both of his hands on the floor!
Rumble!!
The combat rooms, which were strong enough to handle Levi’s defensive nukes, shook for the first time!
As for the Ruiner? He was already hundreds of meters in the sky, falling in Madam Future’s direction with a look of utter madness.
Madam Future knew she was strong... but against that thing? She understood that her powers would never work on something that didn’t feel anything but wrath and possessed the unfathomable strength to level the entire building.
If they fought... it was a lose-lose situation.
Madam Future looked at him for a moment and then closed her eyes... letting out a long exhale.
The moment she opened her eyes again, the scene changed before her... it was of the Ruiner still walking in her direction while removing his jacket and loosening his shirt!
The entire interaction was viewed from the future before the Ruiner uttered a single word about his form! The only difference was that the future she witnessed was assured to occur regardless of what she did to stop it.
Madam Future could manipulate possibilities in the future to make it go her way... but, when it came to a future that was related to her death, there were no possibilities, only certainty unless she did something to change it in the present.
Like this...
"You win."
Madam Future admitted calmly under the dazed eyes of the viewers, who had no clue what was going on... not explaining anything, Madam Future used a resignation token she earned in her third game and got instantly teleported back to her home.
"Smart choice... but, why am I disappointed?"
The Ruiner showed a wry smile and wore his jacket back on, sounding like he wanted her to commit so he could release his true form... for just a little while.
’I guess no one wants to see the real me...’
He sighed inwardly while holding Madam Future’s chained-up Joker card... But outside, he was still showing the same gentle smile like everything was okay.
Meanwhile, Gamemaster Gamble and the watchers had different reactions... the Gamemaster knew exactly what happened due to his omnipotence, but he didn’t like it.
He knew that it was a rare occurrence to witness the Ancestral Angrath Incarnate Form, and he wished that it could happen in his game.
Alas... Madam Future knew better than to poke the sealed beast.
Gamemaster Gamble gave a brief explanation to the viewers and swiftly ended the ninth round, allowing the Rifters to group back in the plaza.
"Ohoho? Ruiner, you actually defeated Madam Future? How did you do it?"
The Dealer’s big mouth got into it the moment he left his room and saw the missing Madam Future. Even Levi and Drayven were taken aback to see the Ruiner leaving the room with barely any injuries.
If it wasn’t for the smear of blood on his mouth and nose, they would actually think that Madam Future was win-trading or something.
"I guess you will find out in the final round." The Ruiner smiled softly.