Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 104: The Heart of a Warrior... and the End

A little while later.

Gunnir lay in the clearing in the woods, the path to the snake pit pointed out by the deliberately released giant python. But when Reinhardt arrived at the entrance to the snake pit, an exceptionally strong energy barrier blocked his way.

He wasn't surprised; he simply found a relatively regular rock near the snake pit entrance and sat down. He took out all the high-energy blood plasma, healing and strengthening potions, and many other consumables that might come in handy from his storage ring and gulped them down. Soon, his aura became increasingly sharp, and the mental and physical strength he had consumed in the previous battle were quickly replenished.

In good condition.

Both the body and the nerves were relaxed.

Reinhardt tilted his head slightly and glanced at his watch. The West Sea team's main quest and team points were now clearly displayed before his eyes.

—[Main Quest: Within seven days, support a giant serpent's transformation into a dragon and ensure its survival for one day. Success grants one B-rank side quest and 6000 reward points. Failure deducts double the reward points. If the reward points are negative at the end, the reincarnated player will be eliminated.]

—【The West Sea team's current team battle score is—+1 point.】

That's enough points.

His mission has come to a successful conclusion. What awaits him now is a final, inevitable battle to the death.

He closed his eyes, trying to recall something, but surprisingly, nothing came of it. He was supposed to be a rather impetuous, even reckless person, yet at this moment, his heart was unusually calm. Not only could he perfectly control his body, but he could also perceive his surroundings with remarkable clarity. And because of this, he was certain that he was now prepared to face any outcome.

Only at this moment, only at this moment.

In the distance, the flow of the wind subtly shifted. An invisible presence materialized in our senses, drawing closer to the entrance of the snake pit. And the approaching entity made no attempt to conceal its presence.

The vampire opened his eyes.

The man at the edge of his vision was clad in black and held a staff. The ship, which looked like a Millennium Falcon, hovered silently high in the sky. The white-haired psychic, whom he had easily defeated and deliberately abandoned, was casually carried by the leader of the Celestial Team like a kitten and placed under a withered old tree. Although she was not yet awake, her face was directly facing him.

Sure enough.

"Indeed, your Celestial Team is very special... You are so powerful that even the rules you have to bear are different from others."

He looked at the leader of the Celestials and sighed. From the very beginning, the Celestials had declared that they had no interest in killing their enemies. But unfortunately, the Western Seas realized their mistake far too late.

Until just now, until now.

The man, as dark as the night, slightly turned his gaze toward the 'sleeping' white-haired psychic.

“She was also involved, so I brought her here to witness the end of this team fight.”

"You're not going to kill her?" Reinhardt's question was similar to, yet different from, the conclusion he had reached earlier.

"You didn't kill her, so why should I?"

"It seems I was right after all. Not wiping out an entire Reincarnation Squad is actually beneficial for you."

"You can think of it that way."

Reinhardt smiled.

"So, if I hadn't appeared in this rainforest, hadn't appeared in front of you, you wouldn't have deliberately come after me?"

“But you’re already here.” The leader of the Celestials looked at him quietly, his tone as calm as a still lake. “And you’ve already made up your mind.”

silence.

Reinhardt tilted his head slightly.

“You are too strong, so strong that you can decide the rules of killing. We are just the weak, so I must prepare for the worst possible outcome with all my might. I must also be prepared to risk my life.”

"You don't seem to regret it."

"Yes, I don't regret it." The vampire from the West Sea team nodded slightly in response to the question. "Vincenzo and Julian risked everything to save me. They hoped I could become a spark, inherit their ideals, and allow the West Sea team to rise again. However, I know my own nature very well. I know what I will do after things settle down."

"I will relax and enjoy myself. I will build my own empire, and I will not allow anyone to defy me or even catch up with me... The promotion path left by Vincenzo will be completely cut off by me. In my team, there will only be pigs who offer reward points. And that kind of West Sea team will definitely not satisfy them."

He raised his hand, and between his fingers danced a scarlet flame. The flame flickered like ambition, with a faint purple aura gathering within it, rising and falling silently.

"I can't be the West Sea team captain they expect... and coincidentally, I'm feeling particularly hot-blooded right now. Maybe in a few hours I'll regret it, be afraid, and hide in a corner like a mouse, cowering fearfully. But at least for now, I still have the courage to face the inevitable outcome in a different way."

He received no reply.

The leader of the Celestials simply stood there quietly, waiting for the final step he was about to take.

“I want to fight you with all my might. As a warrior, I want to fight honorably to the very end.” He paused, then added, “This is the rule my captain entrusted to me, and I hope to uphold it to the very end.”

"Okay." This time he received a reply.

“Good…” He exhaled slowly, a satisfied breath escaping his lips. “My name is Reinhard. Reinhard von Rodriguez.”

You may call me Professor.

He opened his mouth, then burst out laughing.

"As expected of the strongest Celestial Team, they are still so cautious even at this moment."

Blood began to surge.

Reinhardt knew he only had one chance to make his move.

The leader's spiral staff had transformed into a sword, and the man, simply standing there quietly, could clearly sense that every movement and every flaw he made had been completely seen through. No matter how strange or insidious his moves were, his opponent would always strike first.

So……

"Drink—!" Crimson flames erupted in full force. Since any move he used would be predictable, he decided to use none at all. With a single strike, he converted all the blood energy within his body into the crimson flames unique to high-ranking vampires and released them—!
'boom--! ! ! ’

A crimson new star suddenly rose, hurtling towards the celestial leader before it with all its might. At this moment, the fully unleashed crimson flames even underwent a change in nature. Within the crimson blaze, thirty percent transformed into a more intense, deeper, and more powerful azure-purple fire!

One strike, all of it.

The next moment, the narrow sword light sliced ​​through the crimson fire mixed with purplish-blue!

Reinhardt stopped.

He transformed back into human form from the crimson new star, all the flames on his body vanishing. The leader who had been standing before him was now behind him, and on the leader's sword, a wisp of pale purple flame still flickered weakly.

"The difference is huge..."

The light in his eyes went out.

The flames on the sword no longer flickered.

The proclamation of the supreme god rang out, and Reinhard forced a bitter yet relieved smile. From head to toe, he turned to dust in the wind.

ended.

Siming looked at the spot where Reinhardt had vanished and nodded slightly. He had initially thought there would be something like a magic cylinder or a reverse-light sword waiting for him, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be just an ordinary battle.

His gaze shifted.

The barrier at the entrance to the snake cave has been removed.

Even without going inside, he could sense the surge of energy emanating from the snake pit—the depleted dragon ball would be recharged once placed inside. However, he wasn't in a hurry to do so right now.

He simply turned around and walked to the withered tree. The girl with long, milky-white hair had already woken up, and she stared blankly at the clearing where Reinhardt had disappeared.

"...The West Sea Team, wiped out?"

“The team wasn’t wiped out.” Si Ming corrected her conjecture. “We killed fourteen members of the West Sea team, and I just checked your watch. You killed one member of the West Sea team. But now, your team is down by a full fourteen points.”

They lost by fourteen points, and there were a total of sixteen people representing the Arctic team.

"Team battles are fair, except for the fact that our number of gods is fixed. Since the main god has already balanced the strength between teams using the time of descent, the number of people on both sides in a team battle should also be equal... There is still one person alive in the West Sea team, and that person must have exchanged for some kind of powerful stealth bloodline and has never participated in team battles. I have already reached an agreement with Reinhardt. As long as that person doesn't come to me looking for death, I will not deliberately search for his whereabouts."

The white-haired girl slightly opened her mouth, about to point to the burnt-out ruins where Reinhardt had once stood.

"Then he..."

“He knew that we would discover him if he stood up. So he never intended to escape from the beginning. And his deliberate decision not to kill you was also based on this tacit understanding. Because he guessed that our Celestial Team wouldn't go all out to kill us, he used this method to subtly show goodwill to us.”

It turned out to be the case.

The white-haired girl lowered her eyes, a hint of melancholy in her gaze. From their previous conversation, she already knew that the West Sea Team was an enlightened, semi-aquaculture-oriented team. Yet, such a team was able to entrust everything to their comrades so readily. On the contrary, the seemingly more advanced and united North Ice Continent Team…

"What...do you intend to do to me?"

“Not so great,” Si Ming replied indifferently. “The Arctic Continent team hasn’t actively infringed on the Celestial Team’s interests, so the Celestial Team won’t target you. Telling you that the Western Sea team still has survivors is just a reminder to you, a mental power user, not to suddenly capsize at the last moment. After all… you’ve lost 14 points, right?”

A score of -14 points means a deduction of 28,000 reward points. Although there are subsidies from the main storyline and several completed side quests to make up for it, the remaining gap is still too large for someone with only one person's mental strength.

“I…can’t do anything anymore.” Liesel sighed silently. “My mental scanning is unusable. And my injuries…”

"is it?"

Si Ming glanced at her; he could indeed sense the familiar mental pollution flickering in Liesel's mind. With a thought, the azure flame he had intercepted from Reinhardt's final struggle materialized from his fingertips. This special flame, born from the burning of negative energy, might have the effect of removing mild mental pollution.

He reached out and pressed the flame between the eyebrows of the still-unknown psychic before him—the latter was initially startled but did not resist. And when the purplish-blue flame harmlessly overflowed from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, the mental pollution that had been entrenched deep within her mind was completely swept away.

"This...this is?" She looked at her hand, which had regained its strength, in disbelief.

"A small gift. Also, there are still many remnants of the evil dragon's poison on the North American lands. And we probably won't be leaving this cave anytime soon. Just find a phone and connect to the internet; the corresponding coordinates will be sent to you. Perhaps you can collect enough reward points."

“…I understand.” She bowed deeply to Si Ming. Her long, milky-white hair slid down her shoulders, revealing her snow-white neck.

"The Arctic team will continue under my leadership. I will definitely repay this kindness."

Si Ming simply waved his hand casually.

"Go. And the world of reincarnation is all-encompassing and full of wonders. Reversing life and death is not impossible. Everything you have lost may not be irretrievable."

He wasn't just making things up. Even if, theoretically, he shouldn't know about resurrection items in the storyline yet, the descriptions of the Rebirth Cross and the enhancements for the AA-level summoning necromancer clearly and explicitly mention resurrection.

Liesel looked up and gave him a deep look. Then, without hesitation, she turned and disappeared into the depths of the rainforest.

Hopefully she makes it in time.

Siming's gaze shifted. He shook his head slightly—he still didn't know Liesel's name, but now, everything had come to an end.

—Hmm…I wonder when our Celestial Team's psychic will arrive.

—I remember there should be one…what was her name again, Lina?

Insignificant thoughts swirled within him, and the surging energy tides within the serpent's lair became increasingly clear. He then turned around and reunited with his companions who had already descended from the Millennium Falcon. What followed, naturally, would not change. And soon…

The radiance fell.

—[Main quest completed. Teleporting...]

(End of this chapter)