It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 747 Sheila: How come some people can suddenly emit electricity?
three days later.

Chaham played a card and glanced at the bandaged figure in front of him without making a sound.

"What's wrong? Didn't you get enough rest?"

"You can't even read my face?"

Chaham did not respond to him.

Instead, he glanced at the cards and said, "This is my fifth consecutive win. Are you trying to say you're letting me win?"

"Let's talk about it after you've evened things out," Rowe said indifferently. "And are you so sure you won this round?"

This is definitely better than secretly finding someone to practice your card skills with.

The tactics used today were completely new to Rowe, and he even assembled several decks to play against him. He heard that Melendal was about to host a large-scale official Gladiator Card tournament, and Rowe absolutely wouldn't believe that he wasn't going to participate with such dedication.

"Strategy Card 'Levi = Krusel's Request', End."

Faced with Chaham's provocation, High Priest Lovi calmly played a card, and Chaham's gaze turned slightly cold as he looked at the card.

"I thought you would never use this card."

"If I don't show up, won't you be more likely to suspect me?"

The card on the field is none other than "Rovi of the Black God," a card with an SSS rarity.

Looking at the face on the card with its darkened eyes, Chaham sneered, raised his gaze to the Holy Maiden Guardian before him, and his gaze turned icy.

Although it is not stated explicitly.

But this is no different from admitting it outright, even if he already knew.

“I’ve never underestimated you,” Rowe said coldly. “My identity has long been on your list of suspects, hasn’t it?”

"You know this, yet you still dare to come back?"

Lowe knew that Chaham had seen through his identity.

Investigating Gui Wuhai in front of him, and then bringing Gui Wuhai over during the war, combined with all the previous conjectures, once the conditions were narrowed down to a certain range, there was only one direction left.

However, he never expected to be able to keep it a secret from the other party indefinitely.

“I don’t think I’ve done anything to wrong the sect,” Rowe said coldly. “In terms of leading the sect to victory in this divine war, you might not even be as good as me.”

"Sophistry, huh? Interesting."

Chaham looked up at him: "You want me to find a saint to seduce you?"

“…That’s not important,” Lo Wei emphasized. “The key is that we won this battle against the Holy Goddess at minimal cost. Who destined our gods to perish? As a saint, don’t you want to avenge that?”

“You mean,” Chaham paused and said, “that you infiltrated our sect from the ranks of the Five Princesses of Giraffe and the Church of Prayer, all to help us find the truth?”

"Then why can't it be me, as the guardian of the great Holy Maiden of the Underworld, who wholeheartedly infiltrated the Five Princesses and the Church of Prayer so that the sect could make greater progress?"

"If I believe you, then one of us must be mentally unstable."

In response to his words, Luo Wei casually put away the cards, shuffled them, pointed to the table, and waited for him to start the next round.

Chaham calmly put away his card as well.

“Listen, I can’t be bothered with your grudges,” Lovi said, placing his deck on the table after cutting the card. “After this is over, you can fight each other to the death as you please, but to be honest, you’re limiting yourself with your own thinking.”

"Are you saying that you manipulated both sides to achieve your own goals, even using two different identities to mediate?"

Chaham took out a new deck of cards, shuffled them, and placed them on the table.

Lowe flicked the coin on the table, and Chaham said without even looking at it, "Tits."

Both sides laid out their cards.

"In fact, someone is probably hoping you'll start fighting," Luo Wei said, looking at the cards behind his back. "The more intensely you fight now, the easier it is for someone to take advantage of your weaknesses. At that point, it will be meaningless no matter what you did before. Can you accept having someone like that manipulating and controlling things from behind?"

"There's nothing wrong with chaos."

"What if I said it wasn't chaos, but nothingness?"

Loewe stared at him.

He believed that Chaham could understand that since the Goddess of Water and the God of the Underworld could put aside their differences, there must be a reason behind it that made them put aside their differences. Using their conflict to their advantage and forcing them to unite against an enemy are completely different things.

"What do you mean by 'limited thinking'?"

Luo Wei gave a cold laugh.

"Trouble with good people will only make them angry and sad, while trouble with bad people and hypocrites will make them furious. I don't need to say which one is more tempting, do I?"

In this respect, he believed that Chaham was a kindred spirit to him.

“We are the Yin God Cult,” Chaham emphasized.

“So what if it’s the Yin God Cult?” Luo Wei sneered. “It’s precisely because it’s the Yin God Cult that they thought you wouldn’t make a move, and they subconsciously lowered their guard. The sweetest moment was when they saw the expressions on their faces.”

Isn't that what the Holy Maiden of the Harp was thinking?

The moment you were betrayed, you must have felt incredibly wronged.

"..."

The reason for suspecting him is that his behavior is, in some ways, even more sinister than that of the Yin Shen sect.

It's hard to believe he was faking it.

"Open your mind, understand? Open your mind," Rowe said, simultaneously playing the cards "Royal City Sheriff" and "Funeral Hermit Assassin" on the table. "If we can create chaos and have some fun along the way, why not?"

Chaham did not respond to him.

Luo Wei knew very well that once you experienced this kind of thing once or twice, you could never go back. Especially now that everyone had a preconceived notion about the Yin Shen Cult, this was definitely the golden age for a full-on experience, and once you missed it, it would be gone forever.

Don't blame me for not bringing him along later.

"What do you plan to do with the saintess?"

Lo Wei did not respond to him.

It wasn't that he was avoiding the question, but rather that he already had a plan in mind, giving Chaham a meaningful look.

"What do you want to say?"

……

That afternoon.

On the plains of the Azure Corridor, representatives of the Holy King's Female Army and the Yin God Cult held their first formal negotiations.

On one side is the Prayer Church faction, mainly composed of Lialan, Shatis, and Saintess Vimir, while on the other side are Saintess Heila, Saint Chaham, and others, as well as... an unknown High Priest.

Vimir: My guardian has gone to the other side (ω)
Compared to her previous reserved demeanor, Hillary seemed exceptionally confident this time.

"It's great to see you all again. I hope you've had a good time these past few days."

"Yes...yes, sob sob..."

Liya Lan glanced at the figure wrapped in black bandages with a complicated expression. It looked almost exactly like a real cult leader, the kind that would be executed in the street without a doubt.

“Then we hope to have the right to know the truth,” Sheila said calmly and confidently.

"I'll let you know that."

Liyalan sighed, then explained the parts of the whole affair that she had filtered out and deemed relevant to the other party that she could tell them. Sheila listened and pondered for a moment.

"In other words, today's war of gods is also the result of the efforts made by all parties twenty years ago to ensure its occurrence, carrying a certain 'predestination'..."

She then immediately turned to the right.

"High...High Priest, what do you think?"

Her sudden change in tone was like that of a young girl, which surprised not only Liya Lan and the others, but also the others from the Yin God Sect.

Luo Wei ignored it and said, "It must be related to what that Lion Garden Prime Minister did. After all, no one can guarantee that the anomaly of fate will definitely happen before the Holy Goddess War. So those who knew the inside story twenty years ago, based on their foresight, would not have placed all their bets on the fact that fate would change. Pushing forward was an inevitable outcome."

"Oh, I see. As expected of the High Priest!"

Shatis: "..."

Lia Lan: "..."

How did he manage to remain so calm?

"That, the high priest over there!"

Vimiel suddenly stood up, put her hands on her hips, pointed in that direction, and said, "I have some questions I'd like to ask you!"

zi zi zi zi -

A burst of lightning suddenly appeared, and Vimir stood there trembling a few times, blinking in a daze.

Sheila: "?"

What are you doing?
Vimir lowered her head in confusion, then looked back at Liya Lan and the others. "Hey, why am I alright?"

next moment--

Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle!!!
A massive burst of lightning erupted from her body, illuminating the open space and casting a golden glow on Sheila's face. She took a step back, her eyes wide with surprise and disbelief.

Vimiel collapsed with a thud; she was smoking, and so was her necklace.

"This...this is?" Sheila's lips trembled as if she had seen something terrible. Why did the other party's saintess collapse on the spot? We didn't do anything!

Lia Lan and Shatis, as if it were a habit, helped Vimir up with expressionless faces. The latter was still dizzy and looked extremely distressed.

"It's nothing serious, she does this every now and then."

“Yes…that’s how it is,” Sheila patted her chest to catch her breath, “You scared me…”

How can someone suddenly be electrified? But her lightning resistance is so high...

Chaham slowly turned his gaze toward the high priest standing there.

And Lo Wei doesn't need to say anything.

It's just part of the daily routine.

The negotiations between the two sides proceeded with Sheila's initiative and Lillian's response. In reality, neither side needed to, nor could, reach any agreement. It was enough for them to distinguish the cause and effect and the order of events, and to act in their own way with someone acting as a mediator.

Liya Lan didn't want to understand the matter between the Yin God and the Goddess of Pure Water, but she could say a few words to the Holy Maiden opposite her.

Sheila's inner desire was also to help the High Priest find the person who wanted to destroy the world, otherwise her dowry would have been wasted.

Just then, a fiery red light rapidly fell from the sky towards them.

Boom! !
With a deafening explosion, a fiery red figure rose from the ground.

"You seem to be bullying our Holy Maiden, you scum."

After the dust settled, a tall woman stood there, dressed in the ceremonial battle armor of the Church of Prayer, with arm armor and protective gear.

His red hair gave him an impatient impression, yet he exuded a scorching yet icy aura.

"Why…?"

Sheila unconsciously took a step back. Judging from her aura, she had never seen anyone with such strength before.

Who exactly is this person? Are they going to overturn the table right here? She subconsciously glanced back at the High Priest, while Chaham, standing beside her, narrowed his eyes deeply.

“You’re back,” Luo Wei said coldly.

And the person standing there was undoubtedly—

“Celice,” Lialan approached, “when did you arrive?”

“I came here as soon as I heard there was fighting here in Lezhiman,” Celis said coldly. “Looks like this is the only one left, isn’t it?”

"That's not true..."

Liya Lan glanced over with a complicated expression. "Actually, we are negotiating some necessary matters."

"Negotiation?"

Celis paused for a moment.

She then noticed that at this point, none of the people around her showed any intention of fighting.

"?"

"Liya Lan, when did you become willing to negotiate with the Yin God Cult?"

After emerging from the Black Abyss of Lehman, upon hearing that Liyalan had persuaded other churches to participate in the war of gods, he immediately rushed over from the sky, only to witness this unexpected scene.

One of the three giants of the Church of Prayer, a top-tier warrior and the strongest being on the continent at the peak of the second-level godhood.

Celis Corlisto.

“There are all sorts of things here…” Liya Lan couldn’t explain it to her in a short time.

"...?"

She originally intended to go directly to the military camp, but then she found people gathered on both sides of the plain, and Vimir was still leaning against Chatis in a daze. She immediately went to settle accounts with them.

"Want to try?"

Celis looked down on the Yin God Cult, including Chaham, with an air of superiority, completely disregarding them.

For Rowe, this guy's arrival was just in time.

He came up from behind, carrying a scepter.

"As a temporary, amicable truce in bilateral negotiations, I have a proposal—"

Celis: "...?"

His sinister smile made it impossible to understand what he was thinking, yet he stood in front of Celis, while Chaham behind him sighed, clearly understanding what he was up to.

"I'm planning to……"

After hearing his suggestion, both the Prayer Church and the Yin God Sect were taken aback.

Sheila, somewhat bewildered, watched as everyone turned to look at her.

"Eh."

She blinked, bewildered.

Let me go... to the Holy King's Female Army?!
(End of this chapter)