Chapter 270
byChapter 270: Deduction with Fighting Symbol
"If you’re unsure whether there’s an issue, come here, let me show you something."
Su Wen said, focusing his thoughts and drawing the two Demigods of the Holy Spirit clan into the treasure basin beside him.
The treasure basin has the ability to contain living beings and even suppress spirits, and it can disguise itself based on his thoughts, something he had just figured out on the way back.
Ao Xiu had been sleeping inside for a while.
To prevent him from feeling lonely, Su Wen directly brought in two Demigods for company.
Now, the three of them could even play cards together.
What was to come was indeed not suitable to be presented in front of these two Demigods of the Holy Spirit clan.
"What?"
Fighting God rubbed his brow; based on his experience of being hit multiple times, he felt… this was likely not a good thing.
"Buzz!"
A projection appeared in the office area, and then Fighting God was tricked by the words of the Fighting Rage Ritual, along with the deliberately created misunderstanding.
Fighting God even forced him to swear that these words were true, combined with the timely arrival of the God of Martial Arts and some casually interpreted phrases.
In the end, at the fate bearer headquarters, Fighting God violently killed the God of Martial Arts.
Just as Su Wen played his death projection, the Wind God pushed open the office door, holding a phone and playing a game as he walked out.
"Brother God of Martial Arts, you…"
The Wind God was about to speak when he saw the death projection being played in the office area, leaving him astonished.
He even forgot to continue playing the game, just staring blankly at the projection.
The information revealed in the projection was too… shocking.
After a moment, the Wind God walked up to Fighting God, sighed, and remained silent.
Everything was left unspoken.
It seemed that this time, Fighting God could not avoid a severe beating.
He should also prepare some professional filming tools, perhaps using the military’s latest high-frame-rate camera along with his wind power to capture better footage.
Returning to reality, Fighting God glanced at Su Wen with bitterness, his eyes filled with regret.
He finally understood why the God of Martial Arts had beaten him so hard last time.
If it weren’t for the God of Martial Arts’ good temper, it certainly wouldn’t have been just a simple beating.
The future version of him had killed the other!
Although it was due to a misunderstanding, it was still a death.
"I’m very sorry."
Fighting God said gloomily, feeling that he might be too foolish.
While others weren’t tricked, he was the only one constantly schemed against.
First the spiritual bug, and now this.
Sigh!
“So, do you get why I’ve been a bit tough on you?”
The Star God, draped in a purple robe, appeared in the office area, eyeing Fighting God as he spoke, “Being strong is great.
But if that strength isn’t used to protect and instead gets twisted by the enemy to hurt our own, that’s the worst kind of disaster.”
He then turned to Su Wen and added, “God of Martial Arts, the God of Theater just sent word. He’s caught wind of this mess.”
“If you’re still holding a grudge, I think it’s fair for Fighting God to take a couple more beatings.”
Fighting God, standing nearby, looked at Su Wen with a glimmer of hope.
Suddenly, the idea of getting beaten a few more times didn’t seem so bad.
If it could somehow make up for the terrible things he’d do in the future, then… the God of Martial Arts must have the patience of a saint.
“No need.”
Su Wen shook his head, “Fighting God has already made up for it.”
Fighting God quickly interjected, “Please, just hit me a couple more times! I’m drowning in guilt here; it’s eating me up.”
The God of Martial Arts is way too kind!
One beating, and that’s supposed to make up for everything?
This… sure, it sounds fair, but how can a few punches compare to taking a life?
And how is that even compensation?
“Alright.”
The Star God gave Fighting God a thoughtful look, pondering Su Wen’s words.
Then, shifting gears, he said, “Since that’s settled, let’s dive into the upcoming Demigod War!”
“This time, the God of Theater has captured your heroic deeds using his Divine Artifacts.”
“I’m thinking we should release the footage.”
The Star God laid out his plan and all the angles he’d considered to Su Wen.
Su Wen nodded in agreement with the Star God’s strategy.
The Star God even had solutions for the potential downsides of broadcasting the achievements. They could use this to steer some attention toward the Arrow Realm, borrowing a page from a classic spy flick to throw the Arrow Realm off balance.
Just as the Arrow Realm had their spies in China, they’d also been building networks over there for years.
Maybe it was time to put those connections to work.
Meanwhile, Fighting God listened to the Star God and Su Wen’s serious talk about national strategy, his expression growing more and more lost.
So, the whole thing about him killing the God of Martial Arts in the future is just… swept under the rug?
Not just Fighting God, but the Wind God looked just as baffled.
What’s going on?
No more fighting?
He’d come back all geared up, even using the link between his second and third Divine Powers to whip up some new filming tricks, and now it’s all for nothing?
What’s going on?
Even if Brother God of Martial Arts forgives Brother God of Fighting, shouldn’t he at least give him a couple of beatings?
Not giving him a few hits just doesn’t make sense, right?
And that compensation or whatever, even with that, he should still hit him!
The last time someone got beaten, he wasn’t there, and now that he is, they aren’t doing it again.
What kind of situation is this!
“Xiao Feng, can you keep up with their thinking?”
Fighting God suddenly said after a moment of silence.
“I’m a bit lost, but I can understand the general idea.”
Wind God thought for a moment and replied.
“What can you understand?”
“Brother God of Martial Arts can explore the future, right? Maybe Future You has already made the compensation!”
“???”
“Brother Fighting God, didn’t you notice?”
“I… actually, I did notice. I calculated this using fighting intuition.”
“Ha ha!”
“……”
Fighting God twitched the corner of his mouth, then packed his things and prepared to leave.
“What are you going to do?”
Star God noticed Fighting God’s unusual behavior and asked seriously.
“I’m going to kill that Fighting Rage Ritual!”
Fighting God extended his right hand, and a blood-colored spear appeared, filled with killing intent as he said, “A traitor is a danger, even if he’s alone!”
“The sooner he’s gone, the better!”
Star God: “……”
The Fighting Rage Ritual is probably at the fate bearer headquarters for information registration right now, right?
In fact, during this time, he might even be staying in the accommodation provided by the fate bearers.
And you want to kill him in broad daylight like this?
Aren’t you going to conceal it at all?
What will other fate bearers think if they see you?
Moreover, the projection ability of God of Martial Arts can’t be revealed, so what evidence do you have to prove he’s a traitor?
You’re such a hothead!
You just act on impulse!
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