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There was still one more.

This world held a total of two gods.

How truly...

surprising.

The Ritual Rite God, after answering Ye Qiyan's question, instantly flew into a violent rage.

"Human! I don't care what method you used to defile the great Ritual Rite God! But you remember this! One year! When that year is up, and the man behind you can no longer hold on—

You!

Will die with him forever!!

Human!

Right here!

Just wait to die!"

The Ritual Rite God howled.

Yet its body was slowly fading away.

Ye Qiyan stared at it with a strange expression.

It was the kind of look you'd give an idiot.

One year?

This thing was saying it would spend an entire year in a Level 9 Station World?

Honestly, Ye Qiyan wasn't that idle~

"I guess I'm being underestimated again."

He murmured to himself.

Just as the Ritual Rite God vanished completely.

A Card Sequence appeared in his palm.

[Blasphemy Card · V · Judge]

[Arrest: Consume Stamina to teleport a target marked with a Justice Mark forward]

"Still, even though my Stamina hasn't fully recovered, using a bit more to kill a god is worth it."

The Judge's Justice Mark had already been placed on the Ritual Rite God the moment it showed signs of trying to flee.

Ye Qiyan had firmly imprinted it onto the god's being.

A monster with divinity.

Even without a physical body, it could still be counted as a living entity.

Especially at the moment the Ritual Rite God used its own divinity to condense into Fang Cheng's form.

The mark was set.

So then...

He glanced behind him, speaking in a calm tone as he declared a fact.

"Senior, your prey—I'm taking it."

Fang Cheng said nothing.

He only watched Ye Qiyan in silence, as the decaying memories within him kept surging with recollections of the past.

What a... brilliant young man this was...

It seemed like a very, very long time ago.

He had been just like this too.

"I'm counting on you..."

Ye Qiyan raised his right hand, crossing his index and middle fingers as his Stamina began to drain.

A diamond-shaped dark-golden door unfolded before him.

Clatter!

The sound of chains rattling echoed through the space!

Meanwhile.

Outside this very world.

The Ritual Rite God, which had resumed its black smoke form and was continuing to corrode the world with its [Curse] through greedy gaze, suddenly realized something was wrong.

Its divinity and power were involuntarily transforming back into the shape of "Fang Cheng."

"What's going on?!"

The Ritual Rite God was utterly baffled.

Until it too heard a chilling rattle of chains.

What... was that sound?

A noise it had never heard before, yet one that terrified the very source of its divinity.

It wanted to return to its black smoke state—only that form could give it a bit more security.

But it couldn't.

Because a chain had somehow already coiled around its neck.

Then came its arms, legs, neck, torso!

It had merely mimicked a human form, yet it genuinely felt the suffocating tightness of being bound like a human!

"Damn it! What—what is this thing?!"

Especially at the moment the Ritual Rite God used its own divinity to coalesce into Fang Cheng's form.

Like a lamb about to be slaughtered, it was being dragged from a pen toward the chopping block.

No matter how it struggled, it couldn't break free of the Judge's chains, which pulled it relentlessly toward the dark-golden diamond-shaped door.

Clatter, clatter~

As it passed through the door, a faint voice rang in its ears.

[Arrest—]

It was thrown directly to the ground, scrambling up, its eyes filled with a complex storm of emotions—anger, terror, confusion, and more—as it stared at the human before it.

This human named Ye Qiyan.

"Human! You! No... wait, hold on, this, this is!?"

What did it see?

It saw a—

Blasphemy Card.

"You! You possess a Blasphemy Card!! Ah!! How?! How?! Among the humans of today, aren't the only confirmed holders just a few specific people! Your name is Ye Qiyan—I've never heard of you!"

"Oh? Then tell me, who are the ones that hold Blasphemy Cards?"

Ye Qiyan smiled at it.

Black Ebony and Moon Veil appeared at his sides simultaneously.

"One is the Astrologer of Emperor's Order, one is the Mutual Exchanger of the Trade Star, one is Altos who holds the Demon, and... wait, hold on, you! You!!"

The Ring of Evil slowly materialized behind Ye Qiyan.

All nine Demon Cards simultaneously emitted that chilling, overwhelming malice.

Bewitchment whispered~ Arrogance stared~

The Death Omen's Raven Duo cackled in welcome.

The Demon Girl, tears of blood in her eyes, silently intertwined her fingers with her master's.

The Throne of Defiance hung in the air, eclipsing that false sun, singing hymns of praise as the pitch-black Inverted Cross, right beside the Demon Overlord, presented the Crown of Corruption destined to shatter.

Gluttony hungered for new food. Decisive's mech-soldiers, their mechanical bodies blazing with demonic flames, covered the area in brilliance.

Finally, [Salvation] redeemed all yet trampled all, [Supremacy] dominated all.

The [Demon] crushed divinity.

The Ritual Rite God broke down, desperate to flee.

Because it knew who this human was.

Altos!

The gathering place of Card Sequence holders—beings even the Supremes could not understand—within the organization founded by the human Train Conductor.

Emperor's Order.

Altos.

["How is this possible?! How?! He should be a Top-Tier Train Conductor! Why can he enter this world! That's not right! I used everything I had just to seal this world!"]

It wanted to escape.

Even flee this world entirely.

But...

As the Judge's light flashed by in an instant.

The third ability activated.

[Judgment!]

[Sin Verdict!]

[Divinity?!]

[Verdict Effective!]

[Commencing Judgment!]

[Fleeing Forbidden! Dispersion Forbidden! Revival Forbidden!]

Ye Qiyan didn't use much of the Judge's power.

Even the Judgment only imposed three relatively simple and practical anti-divinity effects.

After all, the Judge consumed Stamina.

This Ritual Rite God was only a B-rank.

But it had lost its own physical entity. Moreover, over years of conflict with Fang Cheng, while it seemed to be weakening him—

In reality, its own divinity and power had suffered considerable damage too.

This thing wasn't at its peak.

But even if it were, it didn't matter.

Ye Qiyan raised his hand and swept it forward.

He spoke slowly.

Issuing the command.

"Attack."

At the top of this pagoda, the demons launched a siege against a B-rank god.

The Ritual Rite God was relentlessly crushed.

Its proud curse power was utterly useless against demons.

As for dealing with Ye Qiyan?

Unfortunately for it.

Ye Qiyan had recently acquired a Module.

[Module·Cursed Demon Eye]

Setting aside its other abilities for now—

The most important one was the power it gained after being upgraded.

[Curse Counter]

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