Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

I never expected to encounter such a thing as crossing the river and then burning the bridge.

Although the priest didn't use the bridge he built, and he didn't use the priest's abilities, the two sides were even, so it couldn't be called a true case of "crossing the river and then destroying the bridge."

But his appearance suggested he intended to kill them all.

The priest grinned, looking as smug as a sly little man. In fact, he had wanted to kill this guy called Death Omen for a long time, after using him to get rid of Kyle.

However, even he himself couldn't convince him, and in the end, the matter was left unresolved.

But the desire to eliminate Death Omen never died, because the existence of such a powerful figure would only affect the rewards he would receive in the end. What's wrong with killing a complete stranger for the sake of profit?

Clearly, the priest was better prepared than Domi.

"Now, all I need to do is give you a light kick, and everything will be mine!"

"Hahahaha... Oh, death omen! You didn't expect to fall into my hands in the end, did you? Is there anything you want to say before you're eliminated?"

As he spoke, the priest slowly raised one foot, the sole of which shimmered with the holy light unique to the Holy See, reflecting in his sinister, squinting eyes.

Domi was also overwhelmed with other matters at the moment.

Those who remained conscious could only advance slowly while barely maintaining their balance. If even one more person were to step forward, the three strong men at the front would likely fall apart on the spot.

Domi dared not gamble with the lives of everyone behind him, but that put him in a dilemma.

They either continued forward, entering the priest's trampling range, or hesitated, eventually exhausted and blown away, nailed to the spiked board...

(what to do?)

A heavy sense of powerlessness made it hard for him to breathe.

Just then, a small gloved hand and a furry paw landed on his shoulder. Turning his head, he saw Forty-Seven and Justin looking at him.

"Young Master, let's keep going! We can hold out!"

"No matter what, this is our last chance to survive, isn't it? If it really doesn't work, we'll rush out and fight to the death to take a piece of his flesh!"

At that moment, Domi finally made his decision, his gaze resolute as he looked ahead: "Let's keep going!"

At the same time, the frequency of his breathing changed, and the Emperor Engine started running, allowing him to control more power in a short period of time.

This is a life-or-death struggle!

Watching the crowd continue to press forward, the priest revealed a cold, ruthless smile. Even he himself found his kick terrifying, let alone with the added force of the gale.

"Go to hell!"

"Aaaaaah!!" The three roared and used their last bit of strength to sprint forward.

However, the expected kick did not occur.

The priest looked at Harlan with surprise. Harlan, who had transformed into a brown bear, pressed down on his foot with his huge bear paw, preventing him from kicking out.

Harlan shook his head, indicating that the priest could not do that.

The two stared at each other with wide eyes, falling into a deathly silence. Domi and the others took advantage of this gap to successfully reach the shore!

The priest immediately launched into a tirade: "Fuck! Do you know what you just did?! I almost killed them all!"

The brown bear slowly opened its mouth, and a deep voice came from the depths of its throat: "There are very few people left. We need them, and they need you. No one can die now, I'm telling you."

Exhausted and panting heavily after getting ashore, Domi glanced at Harun again upon hearing this. He had thought Harun was just a dull-witted berserker forest elf druid, but he never expected that Harun's mind contained great wisdom that no one else had discovered!

This made Domi look at him in a new light. Even though he was a guy who hung out with priests, he had at least saved their lives, hadn't he?

The priest, still furious, wanted to continue cursing, his moral compass built up over a decade of years crumbling with his words. However, the teleportation came unexpectedly.

This time, they did not return to that pure white space, but instead arrived at a yellow earthen site resembling an arena. High walls made of bricks and stones formed a circle around them, while darkness hung overhead, creating a discordant atmosphere, like a hastily made product.

Under pressure from Domi, Justin, Harlan, and others, the priest was forced to detoxify the sleeping crowd.

Everyone woke up quickly, looking around in confusion, not knowing what had just happened, but the only thing they were sure of was that they had passed through that damned wind tunnel.

As if timed perfectly, a huge phantom emerged from the darkness overhead, just as always.

"The last ten heroes, your journey has been truly admirable. Look at the numbers above your heads; they are the reward for your bravery. You will receive the final reward from the Ruins Treasury."

"But the most precious and abundant treasure can only belong to the one who lives to the end."

"The final trial—'The Cage of Trapped Beasts'—has simple rules: engage in indiscriminate battle and slaughter! Eliminate all competitors, and perhaps you will be the ultimate winner!"

Tashan, along with Barnett and Albert, walked towards Domi. Albert was carrying Ange's severed limbs in his arms, seemingly intending to take them back to the outside world for burial.

Tashan took out a large shield and said, "Brother Death Omen, we've received a lot of help from you along the way. Tell me, who do you want to kill? We'll help you until the very end!"

Compared to the dejected Albert, Tashan now takes on the responsibility of being the temporary leader, and his words represent the will of the three of them.

Domi simply nodded: "Thank you, but I don't want to kill anyone here."

Upon hearing this, the priest, Harlan, and Justin, who were already eager to get started, were all stunned.

Does this mean... they don't intend to fight them?

Domi turned to the priest and the others, and said calmly, "Don't you guys think there's something wrong with this situation?"

"The previous stage of forcibly reducing the number of participants, the sudden final stage, and the haphazard design of self-destruction—even the rewards are designed to induce us to turn against each other. Can this still be called a trial? It's more like raising a venomous insect."

“Based on past examples, the real trial should be like the first level, but this time the first level is much more difficult than in previous years. The subsequent levels are simply aimed at ‘killing’. I don’t think this is how this magical ruin should behave.”

"Either the underlying logic of the ruins is flawed, or... the person or group controlling these ruins behind the scenes is at fault!"

"So the only thing I want to get rid of is it!"

Domi raised his finger high, pointing at the huge figure suspended in the dark air.

“Oh, I get it, I get it,” the priest seemed unconvinced by Domi’s words. “You’re trying to use these words to get us to attack the caretaker of this ruin, this invincible being, so that we can weaken our power and then reap the benefits?”

"Save your breath, Omen of Death! I saw right through your tricks!"

Harlan and Justin looked at each other, unsure of whose story to believe.

However, Justin still prefers Domi, after all, they have spent some time together and he has come to know Domi's character.

But he had absolutely no liking for the priest, this treacherous villain, as a brave and glorious orc warrior.

After some thought, he decided to join Domi's camp and began to persuade Harun.

The priest was starting to lose his footing.

Almost everyone on the scene sided with Domi, even Harun, the only person he could win over, was wavering and on the verge of defecting...

The priest laughed, shrugged, and decided to give up entirely.

"Fine, then you can go and take down the administrator yourselves. Using mortal weapons to kill celestial deities? That's hilarious!"

"Go! Let me see what power you have to harm the gods in the slightest!"

Beneath the mask, Domi also grinned:

"You spoke so eloquently, but what you really want to be is the fisherman, right?"

"I don't want to be attacked from both sides, don't you think, Justin?"

Reversing the offensive and directing all the blame back at the priest—this was Domi's first step in 'killing God,' eliminating the internal threat first! As the saying goes, to fight external enemies, one must first pacify internal ones.

Justin felt like he was being used as a pawn by Domi, and he was a little afraid that Domi would take advantage of his superior numbers to kill the priest and then pick them off one by one...

But Domi's next words immediately dispelled his doubts.

“Justin, there’s something I feel I have to tell you,” Domi said to him with a very serious expression after taking a deep breath. “In this ruin now, there’s no such thing as elimination.”

"Elimination is equivalent to real death."

"Would I kill my friends for such a small reward?"

Justin later learned that Domi had risked his life to block the knights' charge in order to cover his teammates' escape. With such courage, how could he possibly bend over for a mere worldly treasure? Besides, he hadn't even seen the treasure with his own eyes; who knew if it was even real?

"I understand."

Justin stood next to Domi, his face contorted with murderous intent as he looked at the priest.

The tide has turned completely against them, and they want to join forces to eliminate themselves first!

The priest broke out in a cold sweat. Under Domi's bizarre methods, he was as powerless as a chick, and his magic was as fragile as paper.

There is absolutely no chance of survival!

So he immediately changed his tune, saying, "Me too! I'll join you guys in killing that guy, okay?"

"Too late," Domi said mercilessly, his determination to kill the priest unwavering.

As the crowd slowly approached him, the priest looked desperate, then made a desperate gamble: even if he died, he would drag one unlucky fellow down with him!

However, just as the siege was about to begin, a voice from the 'administrator' came from above, along with a strange laugh:

"I knew that someone would notice something amiss with such an obvious flaw, so I'll be frank with you."

The crudely constructed arena vanished, transforming into a wisp of concentrated magic that entered the administrator's cloak. Surrounded by darkness, they seemed to be deep within the void of the universe.

"I just want to kill everyone who comes in, to leave a lasting impression on the outside world in this final magical ruin."

Before anyone could ask a question, he turned to the priest:

“Kill them, and I will give you everything that is left. You will also be the only one to leave the ruins.”

“Father Edwin, you should know that history is always written by the winners. When you get out, take this treasure with you and tell the story inside.”

The administrator's words deeply touched the priest and solved his immediate problem.

He grasped at a straw and said urgently, "I want to kill them too, but I can't beat them!"

"You'll be able to beat them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a massive amount of magic formed a barrier that repelled Domi and Justin, who were secretly approaching. More magic flowed directly into the priest's body.

As the mysterious magic flowed into his body, the priest's body grew larger and larger, his black priestly robes bursting open to reveal his transparent body underneath. The dazzling magic, like a cluster of stars, painted a magnificent picture within it.

He slowly floated up, as imposing, sacred, and powerful as a star god walking in the universe.

"God said, let there be light!"

With a wave of his hand, the darkness was dispelled by his holy light, and the chanting of hymns faintly echoed. A chair that only the Pope could sit on appeared out of thin air, and he sat down, his ability to create things as if the administrator had shaped the Trial Realm with his bare hands.

"Ah~ this boundless and inexhaustible power is truly intoxicating~"

After a moment of reflection, the priest's gleaming eyes looked down at the ants below:

"You want to kill a god? Then show me."