Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

Jiang Jiu thought his words weren't appealing enough to Aha, so he decided to add a little more fluff to the idea.

At the very least, it's a direction that will bring joy to the god of fun.

He chuckled, "A guy who calls himself the 'Great Lord of Annihilation,' whose every word is about the end times, stands here, blocking the Immortal Ship and the Abundance, provoking the Hunting, toying with the Swordsman... How interesting, isn't it?"

“But…” he shook his head, a hint of regret in his voice, “that’s not enough.”

"Because the ending of this story was too boring."

"I'll get shot by a hunting arrow, or be overwhelmed by a swarm of insects... and then what? Then the show goes on, and you keep watching until you get tired of it."

"Boring," Jiang Jiu pouted. "So boring."

"The ending was so boring it was disappointing."

“So…” He opened his arms, looked at the god of joy, Aha, his smile almost maniacal, “Let’s play something bigger, Aha.”

Give me your strength.

"All."

Ahha seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

The void froze for a moment, then erupted into a burst of wild and joyful laughter.

It wasn't anger, it wasn't rejection, but a kind of... ecstatic laughter.

"I know you've tried."

Jiang Jiu didn't care about Aha's reaction. He continued speaking at a steady pace and in a nonchalant tone, as if he were stating what he would eat today.

"I heard you once poured all your power into the body of an insect? I think it was some kind of breeding envoy? I can't quite remember."

"The great God of Fun wanted to see what it could become, but it exploded... No fun, right? This is so boring."

Jiang Jiu shook his head, looking regretfully at the Star God of Joy who was staring straight at him.

"But I'm different."

He tapped his chest and laughed.

"I am the 'Seed,' the messenger appointed by the three Star Gods."

“I am bound by no fewer than three different destinies, and my mental strength far surpasses that of ordinary envoys. More importantly... as a Star God, you should be able to see what makes me different, right?”

Seeds... Qualifications...

Since the system dares to say it and provide it, it must not be baseless.

Perhaps Jiang Jiu is not yet able to make use of these things, but if he has the qualifications to become a god, he should be able to withstand "a little" of the power of the star god, right?

So... I can handle it.

Jiang Jiu looked at Aha, his tone frantic.

"So, shall we give it a try? The great God of Fun."

He closed his eyes and laughed smugly.

"Give me everything, and then—"

"Together, we'll confront that unreasonable star god, whose sole purpose is revenge and the hunt..."

"It exploded."

silence.

Even the battlefield seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Then--

The whole world echoed with Aha's maniacal laughter!

Hahahaha!!!

"Hehe... Waaaaah... A little madman said he wants all of Aha's power, this is so funny."

Aha approached Jiang Jiu, and the mask that Jiang Jiu had thrown out to shield him reappeared in front of him.

It was clearly a Nuo mask, yet it carried a twisted, weeping expression.

"The little madman wants it, and the God of Fun grants his every wish! Let Aha see, the seed, when will this seed collapse!"

"whee."

Jiang Jiu nodded slightly, picked up the mask floating in front of him, and slowly put it on his face.

The moment the mask was placed on his face, the world fell silent before his eyes.

No, it shouldn't be called losing one's voice.

It should be said that... all the sounds were drowned out by even more insane laughter.

It's noisy... but it's also very... cool.

It was a little crazy, but it was really exhilarating, that feeling of transcending everything.

Jiang Jiu hunched over, making a hoarse sound from his throat, indistinguishable as either pain or maniacal laughter.

He did hold on.

He didn't die.

He raised his head, a multitude of emotions flashing rapidly in his eyes, but in the end, it turned into naked disdain.

Come.

Lock me in.

Kill me.

The next moment, he "felt" that the hunting arrows had locked onto him once again.

But this time, the lock seemed hesitant...

Because the arrow's target... was somewhat off-target.

For the first time, Lan's will showed a moment of confusion.

But He still shot that arrow.

"Arashi expressed her doubts to you."

"The Star God of Hunting doesn't understand why you are able to withstand this threshold of power."

He doesn't need to understand.

"what......"

He raised his head, a grin spreading across his face, golden lines extending from the edge of the mask down to his neck.

Then, facing the arrow that was already upon him, he gently...

He snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

The arrow stopped three inches in front of Jiang Jiu's brow, unable to advance even half an inch further.

Chapter 102 Oh, so he's dead?

Jiang Jiu raised his hand, grasped the arrow, and easily crushed it in his hand.

The broken arrow was casually tossed aside, eventually turning into joyful fireworks and shredded paper ribbons.

He looked up and gazed in the direction from which the arrow had come.

"By the way... Aha, is there an instruction manual?"

Aha laughed maniacally: "Hahahaha!!! You're the instruction manual! You can use it however you want!!!"

"Okay."

An extremely soft voice came from Jiang Jiu's mouth, and the expression on his mask changed unpredictably, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, and finally settling into a frantic cry.

Then... Pleasure followed the path the arrow had taken and chased after it!

Lan looked at the person in front of her, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"I don't understand, why are you still alive?"

Jiang Jiu chuckled softly, his voice coming from behind the mask, distorted into various tones by the power of pleasure.

The power of the hunt began to be uncontrollably eroded by pleasure.

As for why it is the hunting that is corrupted by pleasure, rather than pleasure being corrupted by the hunting...

Hmm... the answer is obvious, so I won't say anything.

So... why hunt "me"?

“I pity you, no… I have mercy on you, Star Hunter.”

"Everything you hold onto will kill you sooner or later."

Jiang Jiu didn't boast.

Because he is saving this terrible, destructive world; he is pulling death back onto the right track.

Therefore, those who influence him are all courting their own destruction.

Everything that stands opposite him, man or god, will die, without exception.

Lan stood holding a bow, hovering in the void.

The light surrounding Him was enveloped by the will of "hunting," a stark contrast to the distorted scene of pleasure permeating the surroundings.

His gaze fell on Jiang Jiu, but there was no anger, no murderous intent, and no doubt in his eyes.

There is only a pure scrutiny, like a hunter assessing a suddenly appearing, exotic prey.

"Lan's killing intent remained unwavering."

"He is simply recalculating."

Jiang Jiu laughed.