Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

"Don't worry, I understand, I understand!"

The Main Priest sensed his intention and waved his hand without hesitation. The items Ji Jue had checked on the list were all delivered in boxes right before him.

Seeing Ji Jue still smiling, without lifting the corner of his eye, he cursed silently in his heart, gritted his teeth, and showed an even more enthusiastic smile: "Brother, you forgot to take them last time. I specifically delivered them to you. Can't just take your things for nothing, can we?"

"Oh, you're too kind."

"Hey, it's a small favor, a small favor."

"Well then, I really am too embarrassed."

Ji Jue waved his hand without a trace of embarrassment, signaling his subordinates to load the boxes onto the car, then pulled out another list: "About those supplies, I'll have to trouble you to pay special attention."

The Main Priest's expression twitched as he looked at the numbers and almost turned green: "This is..."

"These things are just transferred over, old and ruined, reporting a batch as waste, why should this worry you?"

Ji Jue leaned in, putting an arm around his shoulder: "Besides, there's no need for certain tricky things to come from you specifically."

The Main Priest's eyes lit up: "You mean..."

"Some things don't really exist, just point us the way, and we can directly snatch them, can't we?"

Ji Jue drew a circle on the map in front and whispered: "You see, some people aren't doing well, you and I can surely do well, can't we?"

For a brief moment of silence, their smiles radiated immense warmth and harmony, recognizing each other's kindred spirits, like long-lost brothers who hadn't met for years.

A hundred Holy Seals traded back, enough supplies for everyone in the camp to last several years, plus a large treasure map marked with defensive forces and supply amounts.

In addition, the Main Priest patted his chest, promising that the supplies on the form would be delivered by next month. He switched from his previous noble coldness, escorting Ji Jue all the way to the warehouse door, grabbing hands and chatting passionately before leaving.

It was truly like a joyous host and guest.

Only Yan Fei had no idea what these two were whispering about.

"Hmph, like a dog."

On the way back, Yan Fei snorted coldly as he drove: "He was acting all high and mighty before, now licking his face and calling each other brothers, what a disgrace."

"No, he probably wants to eliminate us."

In the back seat, Ji Jue lowered his gaze, resting his eyes, and spoke slowly.

Yan Fei froze: "Ah?"

"At the latest next time, no, sooner, on the way back, there should be a blockade." Ji Jue said resolutely: "He can't hold back much longer."

No choice, the Holy Seal is so effective, it's almost horrifying!

Having experienced the terrifying efficiency brought by the Holy Seal as one of the first clients, how could he not perceive the immense benefits and influence behind it?

Since Ji Jue didn't engage in his subtle probing and solicitation, it's likely he's made a firm decision to bring this power wholly under his control, at all costs!

Driven either by greed to monopolize or fear of risk avoidance, he must take action.

If Ji Jue were him, he would also decisively make a decision, and similarly, proceed with extreme caution, discreetly avoiding leaks or revealing secrets to outsiders.

In this world where death is impossible, even keeping secrets becomes incredibly difficult.

The responsibility lies only with those he truly trusts.

No, it's not right!

...So that's why he asked for so many Holy Seals at once?

Ji Jue's eyes slightly lifted at the corner, suddenly realizing, unable to resist applauding—Turns out the other party created new methods of silencing and interrogation in such a short time!

As long as the fully automatic prayer machine hangs around, it operates 24 hours a day, the more you hang, the faster the extraction rate.

A hundred Holy Seals are enough to thoroughly crush a person's self in a short period, extracting them into an ignorant shell!

It could even boost a wave of faith achievements... In this way, once they capture him, they won't worry about squeezing out the secrets behind the Holy Seal.

Indeed, human creativity is endless!

"Tsk—"

Yan Fei's expression rapidly contorted: "I'll go kill him right now!"

"Why kill him?" Ji Jue asked perplexedly.

The boy was once again dumbfounded, "But... he..."

"Why are you angry?" Ji Jue asked again, leaving him speechless, stuttering: "Isn't it because he, that guy wants to..."

"Wants to betray us?"

Ji Jue started to laugh, looking at him: "Isn't the premise of betrayal supposed to be the existence of 'trust'? If you're angry because of this, doesn't it mean you trust and expect that kind of person?

Clearly, it's your mistake, isn't it?"

Yan Fei was speechless, not knowing what to say.

His face rapidly flushed red, and the steering wheel creaked under pressure, impotent fury, especially upon hearing the words "go back and add ten sheets of Material Mechanics" from the back seat, he grew even more irate.

And just as the boy's rage peaked, ahead in the wild, beyond the hill, armored vehicles were already in position, fully armed guards of the church laying out heaven's net.

The brakes, slammed down hard.

"Mr. Ji..."

"Hmm."

Ji Jue twisted open the pen cap, "Now, you can be angry."

In that instant, the boy in the driver's seat finally revealed a smile.

Truly sincere.

Cautiously, he opened the car door, then closed it gently, as if completely freeing himself, step by step, towards the highly alert guards.

His mouth curled into a smile, stretching, eventually seemingly disappearing into his neck, revealing razor-sharp silver teeth emanating from a huge mouth.

So hungry.

As he advanced, his pace grew faster and faster!

"Fire! Fire!!"

In the church army, the Main Priest's confidant suddenly felt a chilling sensation, to the point where he could no longer heed the Main Priest's instructions and warnings. He shouted in anger, "Kill that heretic!!!"

The church army pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Amidst the roar, the boy's forehead jerked back violently, his neck twisted at an exaggerated angle, yet he did not fall backward. Instead, he slowly returned to his original position amidst the torrent of countless bullets.

The sound of something tearing apart was heard.

Under the impact of countless bullets, the false facade was finally uncovered, revealing sharp iron feathers emerging from the unfolded steel wings.

At the moment the last restraint was undone, the boy vanished without a trace, replaced by a towering Steel Demon over three meters tall, soaring into the sky!

Relying solely on its own weight, it ascended and then plummeted.

Like a meteor.

In the roar, it stirred up a huge commotion, the raging shockwave spewing countless steel feathers into the air like a torrential storm.

With just a simple flap of its wings, it unleashed a vicious and menacing steel storm.

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of shattering armor, the thick defenses were torn apart like paper under the iron claws, as easily as ripping apart a cardboard box, splitting the obstruction ahead in two.

Amidst wild laughter, the Steel Demon extended its hand, grabbing the terrified church army soldier and slowly lifted him up. The screaming soldier struggled frantically, aiming his weapon at the demon's face and pulling the trigger.

Then, he saw the demon grin once more, opening its mouth to bite off most of the assault rifle, chewing it into pieces before taking a deep breath.

——Hetui!!!

Scalding molten iron sprayed forth like a torrential rain, instantly turning the entire church army into torches, fiercely burning.

Next, the steel wings swept across like a massive blade, slicing through the vehicles ahead and everyone inside them, all bisected. Amidst the splatter of blood, the demon tirelessly lifted its foot, crushing everything before it into smithereens with stomp after stomp!

Slowly and calmly, it tore apart one enemy after another. By the halfway point, the church army had completely collapsed, fleeing in all directions.

But he caught each one, laughing wildly as he ground them into pulp.

In the end, the wilderness fell into utter silence.

Only Yan Fei continued to stomp on the shattered corpses beneath his feet.

Never tiring of it.

Until he noticed the gaze from the car, pausing for a moment before sheepishly retracting his ferocious demeanor and quickly returning.

His face covered in blood, his body a mess of flesh, he resembled a mischievous child jumping into a mud pit unnoticed by parents, leaving Ji Jue helpless.

"Have you played enough?"

"...Mm." Yan Fei nodded sheepishly.

"The shovel is in the back. Clean up your own mess."

Ji Jue reminded him blankly, "If any material is left behind, there will be an extra Material Mechanics test."

"Oh..."

Yan Fei dejectedly grabbed the shovel and walked towards the chaos, but heard a voice from behind.

"And—"

Ji Jue, while writing a summary of the recent test without looking up, told him, "—Good job."

"Ah? Oh oh!"

Yan Fei kept his head down, resisting the urge to smile broadly: "It's just average, I didn't even use much force."

Though saying so, his demeanor visibly brightened with eagerness for work...

That's why he was called a child,

Ji Jue shook his head.

Too easily coaxed.

.

As for the Main Priest, he received the news of the army's annihilation... an hour later.

"...I... I understand."

His hand holding the phone trembled, trying hard to maintain a calm tone, "These arrogant heretics are becoming utterly unruly, they must be thoroughly investigated! Investigate them!

We must not spare any traitors who dare disrupt the peace of the parish!"

After hanging up the phone, he felt as if all his strength had drained away, instantly collapsing onto the chair, drenched in sweat, and in prolonged daze, he tried several times to get up but fell back into the chair.

Until, his distracted gaze finally noticed the mysterious box that inexplicably appeared on his office desk.

Instantly, as if struck by lightning.

He scrambled to escape the office, nearly crawling, but upon rushing out and attempting to shout for help, he suddenly realized, his open mouth no longer able to produce a sound.

Frozen in place.

Numerous subordinates looked over in bewilderment, either puzzled or reverent, trying to approach, but saw his face turn red with anger: "What are you looking at? This month's faith is already about to fall below the average! Are you all so free? Go preach!!"

After venting his anger on his subordinates for a long time, he returned to his office and locked the door tightly.

After mustering a lot of courage, he finally picked up the box and opened it.

At that moment, the screaming was stifled in his throat.

The box fell to the ground.

From it, a round object with a crimson hue rolled out.

The confidant dispatched had returned with only his head remaining.

Clearly, his consciousness was intact, his life still there, yet there was no screaming, no wailing. An expression of blissful happiness akin to ascending to Heaven was on his face, now half-dissolved.

His open mouth was stuffed full of countless strands of Holy Seals.

Continually opening and closing.

Conveying a final message from the beyond.

"We're partners for life... don't forget..."

The confidant giggled foolishly, repeating over and over: "Partners for life... lifetime cooperation... lifetime... cooperation..."