After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Watching Nicole plummet from the sky amidst billowing black smoke once again, Oswald found it rather boring.

What happened to the same tactics you used on me back then? Use them now!

Use everything imaginable: the moon opening one eye, fingers hooking the void, one-click erasure followed by a barrage of attacks!

We've known each other for a long time, do you think I don't know your tricks? Who are you trying to fool by pretending to be weak?

After silently expressing his disdain for a while, Oswald turned to ask the system again.

(Commander, what's the situation outside?)

The system went offline briefly for a while, then returned to report to the supervisor.

[No major problems, it's just that your veteran troops suffered heavy losses, and the elven princess Tina and Diana have disappeared... Elene is looking for you.]

Oswald nodded, remaining silent.

The way Tongzi left just now seemed a bit off; hmm, there's a big problem.

Nicole coughed up blood as she stood up from the ground, glanced back at the unmoved Oswald, and felt a surge of anger.

Oswald is still watching the show!

Where did the system find these transmigrators? Why aren't they performing their missions properly?!

You don't want the reward, you don't want to be heroes. This is the projection of the God of Corruption. Can't you do what a transmigrator should do?

Oswald sensed the resentment and raised a finger. You can't wait until another god appears before deciding that a time traveler should carry out a mission.

The sound waves carried by the lightning element instantly passed through Nicole's body, causing a series of blood flowers to explode.

The girl who landed and extinguished the flames and smoke was stunned for a moment before waving her hand and spraying out a large amount of acid. Then she grabbed the heavily injured Nicole and slammed her head into the acid pool.

Ignoring the struggle beneath her feet, the corrosive girl observed Oswald with interest for a while before extending an invitation.

"Transmigrator, although I don't know what grudge you have against the gods of this world, if you are willing to submit to me, I can grant you the power to kill the gods."

Oswald looked surprised, not for any other reason than he was genuinely moved.

These days, it's really not easy to encounter a normal god.

Goddess of Life, learn from her. Her first words hit the nail on the head, seeking opportunities for cooperation through mutual benefit.

What does it mean to unite all forces that can be united? No wonder the God of Corruption was able to survive for so long under siege.

After all, the greatest wisdom is always to make others work for you.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I just owe some favors in this world. I'll leave after this job and won't get involved in anything else."

Seeing Oswald shake his head in refusal, the Corruption Girl didn't say anything more. But the next second, a long spear with a strange metallic luster shot out from the void and pierced through the Corruption Girl's body.

This time, the corrosive girl did not turn into a puddle of pus. Instead, as the wound spread, her skin rapidly disintegrated to varying degrees.

The outstretched skeletal hand gripped the gun handle, and a sudden surge of magical energy flung the girl dozens of meters away. Nicole, whose face was now only bones, swayed as she stood up and sneered.

She finally made it; it seems Thorne did not disappoint her.

"Fate once told my Lord that you would take over the world and give birth to a new god. But my Lord corrected all of this; after all, even gods need surprises, don't they?"

"Yes, everyone needs something to look forward to in life."

Oswald appeared beside Nicole without her noticing, smiling as he took over the conversation. But faster than his words came the bone knife in his hand.

Clang!

A blinding glint flashed between the weapons. Caught off guard, Nicole was about to retaliate when Oswald forced her back with an instantaneous thunderstorm.

Two hearts beat for a moment, and Oswald manipulated the air currents, making Nicole's every thrust of her gun extremely difficult to resist.

Flesh flew as the phantom-like blade struck, and Nicole, being a step too slow, was unable to use her abilities. Before long, her body was stained with blood.

"Oswald!"

Enraged, Nicole revealed eyes that looked like she wanted to devour someone.

Oswald merely raised an eyebrow and flicked his finger to smash Nicole's eyes.

Neither the mission nor the deity mattered to him, but preventing the deity from completing the mission was very important.

To quote a famous line from a TV series from my past life: Even if she goes to celebrate a birthday, you can't let her succeed. No matter who goes against the goddess, I, Oswald, have to stand up for her!

"You foolish time traveler, do you really think we wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Oswald thrust his spear and dagger forward, swiftly piercing Nicole's chest, with lightning and wind elements continuously pouring into her.

The onslaught had not stopped. Oswald used his incredible speed to force Nicole back, tearing her body apart as he did so, and also managed to blow off a pair of her wings.

Without the aid of wings, Nicole's burst of speed was, in Oswald's eyes, not much different from that of a tortoise.

Oswald quickly drew his bone knife, turned and kicked Nicole away, his hand making a grasping motion that caused ripples in the space around him.

The vast lightning element stirred up a sonic boom, shattering Nicole's limbs in mid-air. Amidst the surging blood mist, Oswald swung his sword, tearing through the wind path, and with a flash of light, cleaved Nicole's torso in two.

The deafening gust of wind swept away the mangled body, shaking off the blood from the bone knife. Oswald, noticing the eerie disappearance of the spear, looked up at the dark red sky that seemed to be twisting and descending.

At the center of the vortex, where space churned, an eye opened along the dark crevice, its expression utterly blank.

Perhaps too lazy to pay attention to Oswald, he only stared at him quietly for a moment before turning his gaze to the corroded girl whose wounds had healed.

The corrupting girl didn't say a word. To her, the god before her was just one of many greedy beings in the vast universe who wanted to obtain a portion of her power.

Gods are not inherently superior or inferior, but even ordinary beings struggle with their fate, let alone those beings destined for greatness and destined for destruction.

When they begin to covet, they become despicable.

The universe is indeed becoming increasingly chaotic, with systems embroiled in intensified internal struggles, transmigrators falling into silence, and lowly gods reduced to slaves to fate...

She seemed to see a line, a line of destiny representing the era of great division.

"interesting."

The girl smiled faintly, and before the immense power in the sky could annihilate her, she instantly transformed into a drop of eerie green liquid, passing through the layers of constraints of time and space, and silently entered Oswald's body.

It's just a projection. Rather than letting those gods benefit from it, it's better to participate in the future era with the time travelers.

The whole process was so fast that it took the system several seconds to react before it emitted a sharp popping sound.

[Let's go! Chuguang, quickly take us away from here!]

As if waking from a dream, the first light quickly flooded the land beneath Oswald with seawater.

Before Oswald left, a seemingly resentful god was still watching him intently, while beside him stood Nicole, who had regained her strength and was charging at him with her gun.

Splash! The waves surged.

The system notification sounded the instant I left the psionic space.

[Congratulations, host, on completing the mission. Rewards have been issued; please check your account.]

Oswald, whose body was slightly warm, suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain. It was the excruciating pain of some of his organs coming back to life, forcibly reversing his immortality!

Blood began to flow, the heart began to beat, and as the torso grew hotter, Oswald's brain also revived as if an electric current was surging through it.

As the pain intensified and Oswald's consciousness blurred, he appeared out of nowhere and collapsed on the battlefield.

Eleanor and Paul rushed over immediately, but Nicole, who arrived first, had already thrust out a spear made of a strange metal.

The instant the spear tip pierced through Oswald's body, Paul, who was closer, broke through the turbid star and flashed in front of Oswald, blocking the blow for him.

Blood splattered as Elene, now a red phantom, swung her sword at Nicole's head. Nicole gritted her teeth, drew her spear, and vanished into the void once more.

Swish!

With a sharp whistling sound as a blade sliced ​​through the air, Elena quickly dropped the knife in her hand and bent down to check on the Duke's injuries.

After confirming that the Duke was alright, Elena quickly took out gauze, intending to bandage Paul's wound.

Thanks to the healing magic, the cracks near Paul's wound did not grow rapidly, and strictly speaking, it wasn't a fatal injury.

But the strange feeling deep within his soul made the paladin roar in anger.

"Please stay away from me immediately, Lady Elene! I think... I'm under some kind of terrible curse!"