Chapter 327: Since that was the case, she truly rebelled!
Under the blessing of a stack of buffs, Bai Fu’s speed had flown up; she easily ran roughshod over that group of short-legged psionic priests from the Holy City of Apostles.
But the Holy City of Apostles were no pushovers.
They could not outrun the powered-up Bai Fu on speed, but they were masters at tracking and tripping people up, and they had the advantage in numbers.
Even after soaking up a pile of bonuses and having absurdly high resistances, Bai Fu still picked up several debuffs after enduring the Apostles’ rain of successive “curses.”
Automatic stamina drain, reduced mana-regen speed, intermittent psionic leaks…
“Tch.”
Bai Fu helplessly shut off her attribute panel.
She had originally planned to use the sudden burst of speed and absurdly high defense to catch the Holy City people off guard, break through the encirclement, slip into the temporary stargate, and leave them livid.
But now it seemed escape was impossible.
Even with all those buffs, she could only barely shake the Apostles. Once the buffs faded, she would be dead for sure.
“Since I can’t run away anyway, what’s the point of running?”
Bai Fu simply stopped and waited patiently for the pursuers to close in.
After only a minute, the Holy City forces reappeared in her sight.
“Hmm? Can’t run anymore? Or did you realize you had no escape and chose this place as your grave?”
The Chief of the Tribunal stopped several hundred meters from Bai Fu; his face was extremely sullen, as if a veil of dark clouds covered it.
When Bai Fu had just broken the encirclement and crashed into the temporary stargate, his temper had almost exploded.
Dozens of people had attacked Bai Fu alone, only to have her ruin the newly opened route by forcing her way into the temporary stargate. As the person in charge of this operation, he could not be exonerated; even with support from a Supreme Apostle, his position as Chief of the Tribunal would certainly be untenable.
Fortunately, things had not gone to the worst.
Although Bai Fu had suddenly displayed strength far beyond his expectations, that power did not appear to be long-lasting and came with many limitations; otherwise she would already have blown up the new route.
Bai Fu shot the Chief of the Tribunal a glance. “Enough nonsense. If you have the guts, come kill me. If you don’t, shut up!”
The Chief of the Tribunal’s eyelid twitched.
He really did not dare to let her run up to him.
Hadn’t everyone seen what happened to Fourth Candidate Apostle Litte?
He did not want to be knocked half to death at such a critical moment like Litte had been.
The Chief of the Tribunal waved his hand hard. “There was no need for ceremony when dealing with a cunning villain like Bai Fu — everyone, go in together!”
With his shout, all the people from the Holy City of Apostles launched a synchronized assault on Bai Fu.
“Haha, Bai Fu, let’s see where you’ll run now!”
“Last time I don’t know how you escaped from His Supremacy the Apostle; this time I won’t give you the chance. I prepared Soul Venom just for you!”
“I know you have Void blood, so I prepared a special treat — look, Dimensional Cage!”
One attack after another fell on Bai Fu like heavy, concentrated rain.
Bai Fu dodged a few times with effort, but when she found that no matter how she dodged she could not completely avoid them, she got lazy and stopped dodging at all.
What was the point of wasting that time?
After all, she did not expect this body to survive.
“I’ll blow up with you bastards, aaaaah!”
She pushed the Ethereal Field’s output to the max; Home of the Lost, Endless Domain of Darkness, Whisper of the Painter and the like slammed outwards.
With Inspiration skyrocketing past 27,000, Bai Fu charged angrily toward the densest part of the crowd.
Her target was the Chief of the Tribunal standing at the center of the mass.
Imagine walking to an intersection, turning your head, and suddenly a hundred-ton warbeast roared and hurtled to within a meter of you — terrifying and crushing, wasn’t it?
That was exactly how oppressive Bai Fu felt now!
But the Chief of the Tribunal facing her was not panicked at all.
He alone would not have dared to face Bai Fu, but he was not alone now!
The reason the Holy City of Apostles had been able to stand proud until now was not only because their followers were individually strong, but because they possessed a suite of profound, large-scale cooperative secret arts.
With those arts, the Apostles’ followers could always erupt into a combat power where 1 + 1 + 1 was far greater than 3.
This time, to ensure they annihilated Bai Fu, he had specially requested a super-sized secret art from a Supreme Apostle called 【众志成城】.
The effect of 【众志成城】 was brutally simple: in short, damage reduction and damage sharing.
“She’s coming — use the secret art!”
A cyan divine light shimmered around the Chief of the Tribunal.
Watching Bai Fu draw closer, he could not help but smile; he even opened his arms and bared his chest.
Come on, Bai Fu!
You think you are attacking me, but you are attacking all of us. Even if your current strength was several times that when you ambushed Litte, you could not possibly kill me!
“Are you afraid? Realize you’re in trouble? Too late — I will put the final period on your life!”
Hahaha!
Countless bursts of inky black energy gushed from the Chief of the Tribunal.
He no longer looked like a person; he looked like a moving abyss.
“What the hell is that?”
Bai Fu was astonished.
But there was no turning back now; she did not even have time to use Apostle Psionic Vision to check his condition.
She could only follow the original plan: trigger the delayed explosion, then swing both hands and spit Devouring of Dark Energy and Dark Burn hard into the Chief of the Tribunal’s face.
Right now!
“Ah!”
Not far away, Litte suddenly screamed; dark red blood welled from his eye sockets and neck. He clutched his head and fell back in agony for dozens of meters.
This violent reaction immediately drew the attention of everyone present — including Bai Fu.
No, I clearly hit the Chief of the Tribunal, not you — why are you reacting so strongly?
“It’s a psychic attack — Bai Fu used a psychic attack on me!”
Litte suddenly tilted his head back. His pair of blue eyes had already been stained into a strange red by blood. He stretched out a trembling finger at Bai Fu, his hand uncontrollably shaking.
“Damn it, the Chief…”
As soon as the Chief was mentioned, the others from the Holy City of Apostles — including the Saint of the Council of Ten Saints, Corona of the Shadow Storm, and Cade — also reacted.
Litte had been struck by a psychic attack and had temporarily severed the link to 【United as One】, causing the entire secret art to collapse. That meant that the Chief of the Tribunal had just taken Bai Fu’s full damage head-on.
So…
They all hurriedly turned to look at the Chief of the Tribunal.
As expected, the Chief of the Tribunal’s smile had already frozen.
Although he bore the title of Chief, his combat strength was not necessarily greater than that of the Candidate Apostles. What truly set him apart was his deep understanding of psionics and dark energy.
Yet when facing Bai Fu’s assault, those insights could not be turned into anything tangible in time.
“Just like that, he died?”
Bai Fu was dumbfounded.
What the hell?
Hadn’t this guy been acting like he was invincible just moments ago? How did he collapse so cleanly?
Acting?
Impossible — she had already received the in-game kill notification.
Could it be that he had known he was doomed, so he deliberately laughed loudly to die with dignity?
Bai Fu was puzzled.
What confused her even more was what Litte had shouted just now.
I used a psychic attack on you?
Wait — when had she ever done that?
Bai Fu was lost.
The other followers of the Holy City of Apostles were both furious and afraid.
Only Litte, in secret, was close to bursting into laughter.
Haha.
He was dead!
Supreme Apostle, you screwed me first — you deliberately leaked Cathedral Number Four’s intelligence to Bai Fu, using her hand to weaken our cathedral’s strength. Now I repay you in kind: using Bai Fu’s hand to kill your top lackey. Are you mad or not?
And to think that now he could watch Bai Fu and the Supreme Apostle, once in cahoots against him, tear each other apart to the death — Litte was so elated he nearly left his body with joy.
“Bai Fu!”
The Lord of the Hall of the True Spirits flew to the Chief of the Tribunal’s side. After confirming the Chief truly could not be saved, his whole body twisted with rage.
“I’ll kill you!”
Bai Fu, although unsure of what had just happened, knew she could not falter in momentum.
“Stop shouting. If you want to kill me, then come yourself. I’m waiting!”
The Lord of the Hall of the True Spirits opened his mouth.
Though furious, he had not lost his reason.
For him to rush Bai Fu alone — he did not dare. Who knew if Bai Fu still had another strike like the last one?
He decided to employ the advanced tactic of “boiling Bai Fu!”
Like hell he believed she could keep that powered-up state going forever.
“Drag her out — exhaust her until she’s spent!”
This tactic of the Lord of the Hall of the True Spirits was cowardly, but very effective.
They did not clash head-on, but encircled Bai Fu and kept her from running. Over time, as her buffs expired, her combat strength would steadily decline.
But Bai Fu was not upset.
Fine. If they wanted to drag things out, then so be it.
She simply stood still.
Seeing her unmoving, the Holy City forces also froze.
The eerie stalemate lasted ten minutes, until Bai Fu decided that idling was pointless. She might as well do something.
What should she do?
Her gaze swept over the Holy City’s crowd, finally landing on Litte.
Hadn’t this guy just slandered her?
Fine, in that case she would put on a free show for the ones who had come from afar to beat her.
With that thought, Bai Fu suddenly glared at Litte with malice.
“You lied to me!”
This roar left everyone dumbstruck.
What was going on?
Bai Fu continued: “You told me that as long as I helped you deal with the Supreme Apostle, you would restrain the others at the critical moment and buy time for the Three Cosmic-level Civilizations to develop. But this time, you broke your word! The Holy City of Apostles sent so many here, yet you never told me!”
“???”
As soon as Bai Fu finished, Litte — the supposed main actor — and the others all paled.
Something was wrong!
Very wrong!
“She’s slandering me, she’s slandering me!” Litte shouted in panic.
Bai Fu’s ploy was a crude attempt at sowing discord, but given that the Supreme Apostle truly wanted to move against Litte, he could easily use her words as an excuse to cause trouble for him.
No one was more shaken than Senlan.
Candidate Apostle, so you were the traitor all along?
The Lord of the Hall of the True Spirits narrowed his eyes. “Litte.”
Damn it.
Just as Litte was about to speak, his communicator suddenly rang. Not only his, but all the followers of Cathedral Number Four had their communicators go off.
He connected immediately, and then heard an urgent shout.
“Candidate Apostle, something terrible happened — Cathedral Number Four has come under full assault! All communication equipment has collapsed. I worked hard to get through to you — you must come back!”
“What?” Litte was horrified. “How bad are the losses?”
“I don’t know, I still can’t reach other areas. I had already contacted the Supreme Apostle, he said he would notify you. But when I saw you hadn’t returned, I tried again, and luckily I finally reached you.”
Litte’s face turned black.
He had only just left, and Cathedral Number Four was already under full-scale attack. The Supreme Apostle knew about it but deliberately withheld the news. Could this be coincidence? More likely, the Supreme Apostle had orchestrated the attack.
Thinking of what Bai Fu had just said, Litte realized he could never return now.
If he went back, he would surely be punished — perhaps even killed.
After ten seconds of fierce inner struggle, Litte finally steeled himself.
Fine, Supreme Apostle. Since you’re so relentless in driving me to death, then I’ll truly rebel!
I am a dignified Transcendent II who has completed three Metamorphoses — even if I leave the Holy City of Apostles, I can live well!