"Mature! Vice! Have you also betrayed our lord?!" Another divine tribe priest demanded in grief and outrage.
Mature paused, flicking her golden short hair aside with the cold elegance of an ice queen. "You can't really call it betrayal. We've simply switched to serving a more interesting king."
Vice's smile was even more cruel. "That's right. Compared to some antique who slept for eighteen hundred years, we prefer a king who's alive and breathing, very present, and... quite handsome."
The "king" they spoke of was, naturally, Cloud.
Shermie, Ryuji Yamazaki, Mature, Vice...
Orochi looked at these members of his Hakkesshu—one after another having switched sides—and felt his divine heart nearly seize up.
Eight members total in the Hakkesshu.
Goenitz was sealed and had his blood stolen.
Gaidel died ages ago.
Of the remaining six, besides Chris and Yashiro who'd been used as vessels...
—All four of the remaining members had become turncoats!
How was he supposed to lead this team?!
And the mastermind behind all of this...
Orochi's furious gaze once again locked onto Cloud.
It was this smirking young man who, from start to finish, had worn that "everything is going according to plan" expression!
It was him! Using methods Orochi couldn't comprehend—something called "PUA" and "drawing pie in the sky"—he'd poached the team Orochi had painstakingly built over thousands of years down to... just two lonely souls!
In this moment, Orochi felt truly exhausted.
He didn't want to say anything more.
Words could no longer express the fury and weariness in his heart.
Just destroy it all.
Hurry up.
So tired.
"—Sunshine."
Orochi slowly spoke the name of his final ultimate technique—the one representing "indiscriminate judgment."
No earth-shaking momentum.
Only an irresistible, world-cleansing finality!
A pure white light—carrying no warmth whatsoever yet containing the law of "all things returning to the cycle"—erupted from his body!
Wherever that light touched, space annihilated, matter decomposed!
Once this light fully expanded, the entire Earth, all of humanity, would be completely "formatted" in an instant—reduced to their most primitive particle states!
This was true divine judgment!
And yet...
Facing this apocalyptic divine might that would drive any living being to despair, Cloud didn't panic at all.
In fact, he almost wanted to laugh.
"This is exactly what I was waiting for!"
He glanced at his system panel.
[Host: Cloud]
[Constitution: 250]
[Strength: 250]
[Agility: 250]
[Spirit: 250]
All four basic attributes, after countless battles and enhancements, had finally reached a perfect, balanced number carrying a certain "mystical" significance.
"Two hundred fifty... er, I mean, perfectly balanced!"
And this number was the key to unlocking the final shackle within him!
[Ding! Host's basic attributes meet the requirements for Divine Body Molding!]
[Orochi Power Fragment seal beginning release!]
BOOOOOOM—!!!
A power more terrifying, more pure, more ancient than "Divine Wrath" roared to life within Cloud like a primordial cosmic beast awakening!
The "Orochi Power Fragments" he'd collected through various means from the Hakkesshu completely broke free of their bonds!
Wind, Thunder, Beast, Water, Chaos, Death...
Six powers representing portions of the world's origin furiously released their long-suppressed, overwhelmingly powerful might!
Cloud's body was instantly pushed to near-bursting by this immense power!
Golden cracks split across his skin as powers of different attributes erupted violently from the fissures!
"AAAAAAAAHHHHH—!!!"
Cloud let out a cry of genuine agony! This was real pain—far worse than his first Orochi transformation. After all, back then, the system had protected him.
Cloud felt like he'd eaten multiple "Devil Fruits" of different attributes simultaneously, without reading any instruction manuals!
[Host entering Demigod Form!]
[Warning! Host's Chaos Divine Bloodline is incomplete (missing Parched Earth and Flames of Destiny)! Divine Authority is limited! Unable to perfectly control current power!]
"System! Stop building suspense! Whatever backup you've got, use it now!" Cloud screamed internally.
[Ding! Detecting VIP Host's urgent needs!]
[Would you like to consume a large amount of Source Points to temporarily complete the Divine Bloodline and activate the Complete Deity Experience Card?]
"Obviously! Spend it! Whatever I have, spend it all!"
[Confirmed! Consuming Source Points... 600,000!]
[Temporary bloodline completion in progress...]
BOOOOOM—!!!
A mysterious, indescribable ripple expanded outward with Cloud at its center!
That ripple swept over Orochi, who was still releasing "Sunshine."
Orochi's movements suddenly froze!
He could feel it—in that moment, his power had been... copied and pasted!
Like playing a game on your own account when a notification suddenly pops up: [Your account has logged in elsewhere. You have been forcibly disconnected.]
Orochi was dumbfounded.
And Cloud's body, within this mysterious ripple, began its final metamorphosis!
His black hair visibly drained of all color!
It became a silver-white as pure as the clearest moonlight, yet as deathly still as an endless abyss!
Every strand seemed to contain the trajectory of stars being born and dying!
His pupils were no longer the golden glow of ultimate power, nor the swirling black vortex of darkness.
They had transformed into a pair of cold, platinum-colored orbs—devoid of any human emotion—gazing down upon all beings like a god!
In those eyes, you couldn't see joy or anger, sorrow or happiness. Only absolute, pure rationality.
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