Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

The selection by the four gods is the highest blessing that countless believers in Chaos have longed for.

Throughout the history of the Void Realm, it has been far too long since any being has been favored by all four evil gods.

As a result, it was Li Yelai, the human champion, who got to benefit from it for free.

As for the Five Gods Chosen, forget it. The Lord of Azure Flame and them were at odds, so the Five Gods Chosen never happened.

"Damn it, what a cunning scheme!" Li Yelai thought to himself.

He always viewed unorthodox methods with vigilance, and even aversion.

After all, Li Yelai didn't believe he could fool the ever-changing master who represented conspiracy and wisdom.

Coupled with his despicable behavior, Li Yelai felt extremely disgusted with him, as the risk of taking advantage of his underhanded methods was too great.

But unexpectedly, He came on His own.
Of the four gods, the gaze of the Blood God is the easiest to understand.

After all, the first champion was his unrequited love, his white moonlight.

Therefore, the Blood God faction paid particular attention to the Champion Team and discovered Li Yelai through the Heart of Slaughter. Li Yelai's personality and fighting style were indeed very suitable for the Blood God faction. The previous wielder of the Demon Sword, for example, experienced a surge of intense excitement upon seeing Li Yelai, desiring an endless cycle of battle.

Meanwhile, the god of the immortal faction, the Plague Father, noticed the Plague of Fate emanating from Li Yelai and wanted to make him a chosen one so he could study the Plague of Fate. He thus actively set his sights on him.

The Lord of Pleasure of the Elysium faction probably has no idea how he suddenly gained a Chosen One.

Is it just simple fun?

"Did I infiltrate the Chaos faction and deceive the Chaos Gods, only to attract His attention instead?" Li Yelai frowned.

Immediately, chaotic knowledge from the Path of Deception flooded into his mind, and Li Yelai also learned of the blessed power from the Chosen Ones of the Path of Deception.

[Psychedelic Detection: Easily discerns the layout, structure, and key elements of formations or rituals, and understands their effects. Also allows instant learning and comprehension of the logical structure of any language.]
[Hyperthymesia: Increased thinking speed and significantly enhanced computing power. Able to perfectly recall seen text, images, or dialogues to predict attack trajectories.]
[Disrupting Fate Lines: Not only can it modify or disrupt known formations or rituals, but it can even briefly alter probabilities, causing bullets to deflect, enemies to make mistakes, or even allowing fatal attacks to be "just right" dodged.]
[The Deceptive Power of All Laws: Increases psionic power by 20%, increases psionic resistance by 20%, increases curse resistance by 20%, and makes the target more susceptible to ritual effects]
Of the four blessings, only the Myriad Laws of Deception provides a tangible improvement to the character's stats.

The rest are all auxiliary blessings.

But it is also exceptionally powerful.

Previously, when entering the Celestial Palace, it was a wicked chosen one who sabotaged the passage by altering the magic array.

This caused human warriors to be randomly teleported into the Celestial Palace.

Some people had a chance, while others were separated from their companions and died tragically.

Modifying and disrupting formations or even chaotic rituals is obviously sinister!
By combining the myriad tricks of magic, they weave a conspiracy that cannot be detected.

Li Yelai looked around and saw that the Heaven and Earth Cage had shattered and shrunk back into a bracelet, which was returning to Li Yelai's wrist.

At this moment, Li Yelai, beneath the mask of the God of Deception, seemed to be able to glimpse the mystery within.

However, perhaps due to insufficient strength, Li Yelai was unable to break through the array patterns of the Heaven and Earth Cage. It seems that the effectiveness of interfering with arrays also depends on the strength of the target.

Subsequently, Li Yelai removed the Deceptive God's Chosen Face.

His gaze swept over the water droplet that was still suspended in mid-air.

That is the Sea of ​​Heroes!

Unlike the Divine Demon Tablets that forcibly locked themselves before, the Heroic Spirit Sea became ownerless and floated in place after its holder died.

This is truly a wonderful thing.

However, Li Yelai already possessed a Sea of ​​Heroic Spirits, which could be used by the Old Mad King.

Of course, this is on the premise that you can eliminate the disaster fog and return to the physical world.

Li Ye approached and placed the Heroic Spirit Sea into his storage space.

Almost the next second.

A dense chill permeated the air as a hundred-meter-tall humanoid structure approached Li Yelai.

That was none other than the Frost Overlord, who controlled the core of the Harmony Meridian Array!

"Champion, are you alright?"

The voice of the Frost Overlord echoed across the battlefield as he gripped his longsword tightly.

At this moment, Li Yelai still had a strong aura of chaos remaining on his body.

This made the Frost Overlord extremely wary, as he was worried that the Emperor's Fall might be using some chaotic ritual to forcibly corrupt the human champion.

There have been times when powerful human beings were forcibly infused with chaotic power, thus becoming lackeys of chaos.

It can be said that the human warrior was already dead when the chaos was forcibly poured into him.

What followed were merely puppets controlled by the Chaos Gods.

"It was indeed dangerous at first, but it got much better later. This isn't the first time I've been bewitched by chaotic power, so I'm somewhat experienced," Li Yelai replied, looking at the construct. "However, how can I prove I haven't been corrupted? You probably wouldn't believe me if I said I wasn't, would you?"

The initial corrupting force was indeed very strong, even triggering the defense of the champion's cape.

After all, there were too many offerings this time.

Hundreds of thousands, or even more, of terrifying demons were sacrificed. These high-quality souls transformed into extremely dense chaotic power.

Yan Shuangbazhu remained silent, watching the champion's cape still fluttering behind Li Yelai.

In the end, he loosened his grip on the blade: "Your words as champion are enough."

"The reason you feel the pressure has suddenly decreased is because the ritual was interrupted. A powerful human witnessed that the mechs that were assisting us earlier seemed to have interrupted the ritual."

The Frost Overlord dispelled the Harmony Meridian Array Technique, and the massive construct gradually disintegrated.

He himself came from a distant place and landed in front of Li Yelai.

"Thank you, Champion. I knew what would happen if that black ball had hit, but you still managed to lock it up," said the Frost Overlord. He deeply admired Li Yelai's heroic act of using himself as a prison to lock down the Emperor's Fall and the Dark Star. If that thing had fallen, it was uncertain whether the fortress could have been defended, the Harmony Pulse Array would have malfunctioned, and he would have had no means to deal with the Chaos Demon Projection, which would have truly turned into a massacre.

"Mecha?" Li Yelai seemed to be deep in thought.

The mecha's soul probably couldn't achieve this level; if the Forging General had this level of skill, it would have already turned the world upside down.

There must be someone behind them assisting them.

Machine Soul/Machine God Core?

Could it be that it was the Immortal Lord Chang Le who made the move?
Damn, this is a real gathering of funny people.

Li Yelai thought to himself, "This is what I'm complaining about."

As for the trust that Yan Shuang placed in him, it was trust in the human champion. Subconsciously, no strong human being would believe that a human champion could be corrupted.

Not to mention, the champion's cape still exudes malice towards all enemies of humanity. How could the champion possibly become a minion of Chaos?
If it were the Little Mad King, he probably wouldn't even ask questions before drawing his sword.
Thinking of Little Mad King, Li Yelai asked, "How are the injuries of the doll and Little Mad King?"

"The injuries are quite severe, but due to the curse, the medical team cannot treat the doll, or even get close to it. As for the Little Mad King, he seems to have an immortality virus, so he also couldn't approach the fortress," said the Frost Overlord. "Just now, when I was fighting the Prince's projection, the doll provided remote support, using fear to shield me. Please thank her for me."

"I understand." Li Yelai nodded, and golden wings unfurled behind him, transforming into a golden light that swept across the battlefield in the next second.

In the ruins several kilometers away, drops of blood exude endless terror.

This makes it difficult for both humans and demons to approach this place.

When Li Ye arrived, the doll had already changed out of its blood-soaked battle robe, revealing its pale skin and smooth shoulders.

The arms and thighs, which were originally covered in blood and gore, were now wrapped in thick bandages.

At this moment, she was silently trimming her burnt hair, using a pair of scissors made of dark gold material.

Upon seeing Li Yelai, her worried expression vanished, replaced by a bright, joyful light that shone like starlight. Her usual cold arrogance vanished instantly.

She was terrified when Li Yelai used the Heaven and Earth Cage. Only now did she completely relax.

But soon, she lowered her head again, as if she felt she looked too ugly.

Li Yelai's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward to ruffle her hair: "It's alright, a new hairstyle will do the trick. Is your wound okay?"

"No, most of them are just superficial injuries." The doll's mouth turned down slightly, as if it were a little aggrieved. "That's right, but the tendons in my hands and thighs are still healing, so I can't move freely. It still hurts a bit."

For such a non-fatal injury, the doll is reluctant to use the Holy Healing Potion.

The recovery speed is naturally much slower.

The once noble and aloof empress now looked pitiful and wronged, which was quite endearing.

Li Yelai rubbed the doll's head, took out new clothes from his storage space, and draped them over her. He also took out a new billboard.

The doll seemed to be enjoying itself immensely, but it wasn't completely absorbed. Instead, it pointed to a pile of ruins: "Little Jiang Ling is over there. She's been guarding that place because she's worried about assassins sneaking in. Go check on her injuries; she was wounded in close combat."

The Little Mad King's condition is indeed worse than the doll's.

When Li Yelai found her, she was leaning against a wall, her abdomen bandaged with a penetrating wound.

But dark blood still seeped out, almost soaking through her tight-fitting soft armor.

If it weren't for the overlord's tenacious vitality, such a amount of bleeding would probably have caused it to go into shock.

It wasn't that she didn't use extraordinary medicine to treat her body, but rather that Emperor Dust was an immortal chosen one, and the damage caused by the weapon he wielded was difficult to heal and could also spread viruses.

This left her with no choice but to bandage the wound and use her domineering spirit and divinity to relentlessly hurl curses.

As for the Holy Healing Potion, she was reluctant to use it.

"Using Heaven and Earth Cage is too risky, teammate."

This was the first thing Little Mad King said when he saw Li Yelai.

“There’s no better way. I’m not sure if the Blissful Prince I summoned will completely obey my commands. After all, Emperor Fall is also a Chosen One of Bliss. Although that prince doesn’t know us, who knows who he’ll help.” Li Yelai squatted down in front of the Little Mad King and activated the Eternal Chosen One mask.

The Little Mad King silently untied the blood-stained bandages and the tight-fitting soft armor on his upper body.

As the strips of cloth were peeled away layer by layer and the soft armor was removed, the gruesome wound on his abdomen was exposed to the air.

It was a penetrating wound that ran diagonally from the left rib to the lower back. The exposed flesh was an unnatural black color, and the writhing of internal organs could be vaguely seen deep inside the wound. Dark red blood slowly seeped out, leaving winding marks on the pale skin.

The blood-stained sports vest clung to her skin, and as she raised her arms, the taut fabric outlined her breathtaking curves.

Li Yelai looked at her wound.

Judging from his fighting skills, it was a backhand strike; if he had twisted the blade, he probably would have cut the Little Mad King in half. That was close!
The moment my fingertips touched her skin, I felt the corrosive heat.

"Bear with it," he whispered. Then, the power of the Chosen One was activated.

Little Mad King let out a muffled groan.

Her abdominal muscles tensed with pain, and her slender yet powerful waist trembled slightly. Under the influence of the Chosen One's power, the virus within the Little Mad King's body was rapidly suppressed.

As the dark blood was expelled, Little Mad King's complexion improved slightly.

“The virus has been wiped out, but there’s nothing we can do about the necrotic internal organs,” Li Yelai said, looking at the still unhealed wound. “I can’t yet share the blessing of eternal life with others.”

"It's alright." Little Mad King's voice was a little hoarse: "Help me remove it, I'll use medicine to restore my internal organs myself."

"Shouldn't we send the plague doctor?" Li Yelai asked.

“At the Overlord level, no anesthetic can work anymore. Hurry up,” Little Mad King said.

Li Yelai nodded silently and took out a dagger from his storage space. He composed himself and severed the Little Mad King's necrotic intestines and organs.

Inside the ruined house, Little Mad King's suppressed breathing could be heard.

On the other side, the mascot, now dressed in a new costume, had already joined Cheese and a group of others who had rushed over.

The group waited outside the ruins, discussing the current situation on the third level.

The fall of the emperor triggered a blood sacrifice, causing countless casualties.

However, the blood sacrifice was stopped, and most of the dead and wounded were demons.

Since they were sacrifices, Emperor Yan completely disregarded their lives and ordered them to charge into the human defenses. They even deliberately crashed into the human's lines of fire.

In this battle, dozens of shelters combined eliminated at least hundreds of thousands of terror demons.

This greatly reduces the pressure on the third level, so perhaps it's worth considering moving all the civilians into the third level.

It also serves as a logistical base to support the front-line battlefield.

As everyone was discussing, they saw Li Yelai and Little Mad King emerge from the ruins.

Li Yelai's bangs were soaked with sweat, and he looked somewhat tired.

The young mad king, whom he was supporting, was wearing a black trench coat. He looked as if he had been pulled out of the water. His usually sharp black hair was wet and clung to the sides of his neck. Although his face was expressionless, his cheeks were flushed, and his breathing was quite rapid. (In pain)

Seeing this, the team leaders of the champion team silently shifted their gaze. They looked at the eerie moon in the sky and thought to themselves, "That moon really is the moon."

After a moment of silence, Cheese muttered, "The Little Mad King's curse is really troublesome. This scene is easy to misunderstand."

As for dolls
[o(Д)っ! ](End of this chapter)