This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 975 - 460 Awakening

"President..."

Not far from the Blood Emperor, a group of members from Divine Right were looking at the latest news in the game with despair. Some knelt down dazedly, some beat their chests and stamped their feet, and some covered their faces and wept bitterly; each of them seemed as if they had just suffered a calamity as devastating as being struck by five thunderbolts.

Before them, the Demon and the Smile, both deputy presidents of the guild, exchanged a glance, and each let out a heavy sigh with closed eyes.

Next, they were to compete for the position of Sky City Lord, a title countless people longed for. However, neither of them felt any joy about it.

This was because, unlike other organizations, Divine Right was founded by the Son of Heaven himself. In other words, none of the members, including Smile and Demon, had joined for any benefit but were attracted by the Son of Heaven’s personal charisma and thus had come together. Therefore, the ’Lord’ in Divine Right could only be the Son of Heaven; he was the cornerstone that held these people together.

With the death of the Son of Heaven, even if the two of them could barely gain others’ approval with their current status and successfully take over the presidency,

that organization could no longer be called Divine Right, for it had lost its soul...

"What do we do next?" Smile, looking at the downhearted members behind him and worried, turned to the Demon for his opinion.

Behind the two men, Divine Right’s members also turned their gaze upon hearing this, because this was the question they most wanted to know the answer to as well.

Would they continue as planned, electing a City Lord and a President, and let Divine Right exist as if nothing had happened?

Or, having lost their cohesiveness, was it better to disband on the spot?

"Do we even need to say it?"

Demon clenched his fists and looked towards the distant phantom temple, rage expressing a bone-deep hatred: "Forget the City Lord for now. First, let’s wipe out all the Titans and avenge the President!"

As Demon spoke, the members behind him, who had initially been filled with confusion, quickly regained a spark in their eyes.

"That’s right, avenge the President!"

"All the Titans must die!"

"Better to die and take a Titan with us!"

...

Following the lead of an enthusiastic follower of the Son of Heaven, all the others immediately joined in the rallying cry, drying their tears and regaining their spirit.

The thunderous roars of rage traveled miles away, attracting the frequent sideways glances of other players nearby.

"Are you mad! This organization is the life’s work of the Son of Heaven; do you want everyone to go to their deaths?" Smile was shocked. He had no doubt the guild members were serious about battling the Titans to the death, as the death of the Son of Heaven had made his devotees incredibly easy to incite.

With no other choice, Smile hastily invoked the name of the Son of Heaven in an attempt to persuade Demon: "If the Son of Heaven were still here, he would definitely not want us to do this!"

"But he’s no longer here," Demon said calmly.

Smile was taken aback. Demon didn’t say much more, but looking at his expression, Smile suddenly understood his meaning.

Divine Right was actually destined to dissolve from the moment the Son of Heaven died, and now, he was giving the organization a new objective. Only by doing this could the organization temporarily maintain its cohesion. Otherwise, all that awaited them was inevitable disintegration.

Unable to find the words, Smile fell silent for a long while, before letting out a sigh: "Do as you wish..."

"Then let’s discuss the battle plans..."

Demon nodded, and at his command, all members immediately gathered around, starting to discuss their strategy against the Titans, with the recent intelligence from the Son of Heaven as the core topic.

As the heated debate raged on-site, suddenly, from the direction of the distant maze, a high-pitched roar sounded fiercely.

The members of Divine Right and the other players on the sea all instinctively stood up and looked towards the maze, but they saw nothing out of the ordinary.

Only that voice, as if containing some strange rhythm, swept across the entire sea in an instant, radiating towards more distant places. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"Was that the roar of the female Titan?"

On another island nearby, the Blood Emperor was also frowning at the distant phantom maze.

He couldn’t understand the language of the Titans, but from that voice, he discerned a plea for help.

The female Titan was calling for help?

One would assume that with the Son of Heaven now dead, only his physical body was gone; his soul continued to serve as fuel, maintaining the operation of the maze and trapping the six Titans inside.

It seemed that after an initial exploration, the Titans understood they couldn’t escape the maze on their own and had to ask for outside aid. This made logical sense.

But who to call for help?

No sooner had this question arisen than the Blood Emperor immediately thought of an answer: the Titan of V City!

"Has the female Titan’s ability evolved to transmit over such a great distance?" The Blood Emperor was astonished because V City was tens of thousands of kilometers away from here, and the female Titan’s scouting range when she first descended was just a bit over four thousand kilometers...

"Could it be that the female Titan’s power is evolving?" The Blood Emperor frowned at this conclusion.

...

Meanwhile, in V City,

The Titan, in the midst of a fierce battle with Lin Xue and the others, suddenly stopped after a strike and looked intently towards a direction in the sky.

Distraction in battle is a taboo, and the moment the Titan turned its head, Lin Xue seized the opportunity, leapt up immediately, and the phantom of the Grim Reaper wielded its sickle, slashing down at the Titan in an instant.