Rivet the Roving

After Naya had been gone for quite some time, Luo Wei's mood still hadn't calmed down...

And it was all bad.

This wretched trickster deity had turned him into her servant?

What kind of joke was that? He, a law-abiding young man, a Neutral Good normal person, had become a so-called [Chosen of Chaos]?

Luo Wei dejectedly flipped through the system panel's introduction. According to it, it seemed that causing chaos would grant him her power.

Hmm, that made sense, since she was the very embodiment of chaos. Other beings had a numerical corruption level, but hers was...

[∞]

Infinite.

He wondered how this "power" would manifest. Perhaps it wasn't a skill but something like a rule-based or authority-like ability. After all, for someone on Naya's level, there was no need for ungainly hand-to-hand combat or wizard-like spellcasting...

Still, even though he had always longed for powerful abilities, he truly didn't want any of this.

And he absolutely would not give in to temptation!

Luo Wei didn't want to get on Naya's proverbial ship, as he had a gut feeling that once aboard, there would be no getting off...

As he thought about it, he glanced at Tilis with a helpless expression. After all, he had previously promised her that he would "drive out all the evil gods—not a single one left." Yet here he was, having joined their ranks...

Luo Wei's unusual behavior caught everyone's attention. From just now until now, he had been randomly ranting at the air, then sinking into a depressed silence—it was downright bizarre.

“Luo Wei? Are you okay?” Ophelia asked with concern.

Tilis knew more about the situation and quickly inquired, “Is it that being that suddenly appeared in the underground laboratory, communicating with you again?”

Luo Wei nodded.

Tilis shot a wary glance at the rock Luo Wei had been staring at and gripped her staff tightly.

This powerful being had caused all the chaos today, and what was even more terrifying was that she hadn't even caught a glimpse of its shadow, so she couldn't help but be on edge.

“Don’t worry,” Luo Wei reassured her. “That being is gone.”

Evelyn also looked in that direction. “Who exactly is that being? Why can’t I see it?”

“Who knows,” Luo Wei scoffed as he critiqued Naya. “Maybe it’s because this jerk has done too many underhanded things, so it always skulks around sneakily.”

Although Luo Wei said everything was fine, everyone still remained tense for a while.

However, Ophelia was concerned about another aspect. She suspiciously observed Luo Wei and Tilis for a long time.

Then, with her arms crossed, she said with a hint of acidity:

“It seems like you two have had quite the story together lately, huh? So in sync, with so many secrets I don’t even know about.”

Luo Wei looked at her and could almost smell the jealousy in the air.

This woman was just too sharp. If he were to recount all the stories from this journey, it would probably take a day and a night...

But when the words reached his lips, he could only chuckle awkwardly, “There aren’t that many stories, really. We just arrived in town, had a fight, then made it to the island, and had another fight. Nothing like what you’re imagining...”

Ophelia narrowed her eyes suspiciously, studying Luo Wei’s microexpressions.

“Hmm, you’re not lying...”

Immediately afterward, she snorted.

“But that doesn’t prove anything. Blurring the facts to conceal specific, unmentionable details—it’s your usual trick.”

“Right! He always does that!” Evelyn suddenly sided with Ophelia, glaring disdainfully at Luo Wei.

“You and Tilis were on the island for so long, and before that, she was so crazy! But now she’s so gentle toward you. Who knows what you two did on that island—and you were all alone, man and woman... maybe...”

“Tea—cher!” Luo Wei shot Evelyn a furious glare. What was going on today? Why was she always siding with the others?

“Oops, this bad guy is going to punish me!” Evelyn laughed playfully, hiding behind Ophelia, who was a head shorter.

Ophelia, now playing the role of the domineering matron, straightened her back. “Hmph! Don’t be afraid, I’m here to back you up! Today, we cannot let this fickle man run wild anymore!”

What was this even about? Luo Wei’s expression grew increasingly disbelieving.

It wasn’t until then that Helena, who had been sobbing quietly, finally raised her head in confusion.

Since she had been too busy crying, she had barely listened to the beginning of the conversation and only caught the last part of Luo Wei’s explanation.

“Brother didn’t lie,” she said timidly. “Because I was with him and the witch the whole time... back then...”

Instantly, everyone gave her an accusing look.

This naive child, why couldn’t she align with the group?

Helena swallowed her words, shrinking timidly and remaining silent...

Meanwhile, Tilis, who had been silent for a while, glanced at Luo Wei and suddenly felt a bit sorry for his household dynamics.

Luo Wei gave her an awkward smile in return.

Despite the noisy atmosphere around them, everyone was still keeping an eye on the battlefield.

Before Naya left, the situation on the battlefield had already become crystal clear—the leader was at death’s door.

Under the relentless gnashing of the pack of hounds, every piece of flesh torn from its body had lost its ability to regenerate, turning into a mushy mass of bloodied flesh. The final outcome was the leader's remains being devoured by Antius.

This gruesome process lasted for about half an hour. The once massive, sprawling flesh mountain was now reduced to just a tiny final remnant, stubbornly resisting its inevitable fate.

The leader’s body squirmed like a pitiful giant worm. Only as the final moment approached did it regain clarity, and the instinct of “survival” overpowered its drive to “consume”. It frantically wriggled, desperately trying to escape into the sea to avoid its death.

But Antius had no intention of letting it go. Seeing the last piece of the bounty about to flee, it let out a furious blast of corrosive flames. The black fire instantly engulfed the leader’s entire body.

“Ahhh—!”

The leader wailed in agony, its flesh convulsing violently.

Finally, it ceased all movement.

With a loud splat, its entire body exploded into chunks of flesh that quickly turned into a pool of black sludge, devoid of any life force.

The ultimate creation of the god-making project, the greedy and arrogant leader of the Magic Brotherhood, was dead.

Luo Wei noticed Tilis let out an almost inaudible sigh.

It seemed to be a mixture of relief and a touch of melancholy.

He continued to look toward the center of the battlefield.

The colossal black figure, Antius, roared like a victor, the sound reverberating throughout the entire coastline.

But the matter wasn’t over yet.

After Antius’s roar ended, its shadowy head slowly turned toward the outskirts of the town, where everyone was gathered.

It gazed upon the tiny, ant-like humans, its mood shifting once again.

“Hunger!”

“HUNGER!!!”

Luo Wei frowned. Still hungry?

The entire flesh mountain wasn’t enough to satiate you?