Infinity, The Arcade Age-Chapter 393: Ascension to Godhood

"Make your choice, everyone. One: help him kill me. If you succeed, you can go see your so-called god. But if the energy isn't enough, you might end up as sacrifices instead. Two: help me kill him. As long as he dies, you're free for the rest of your lives. As for whether he'll seek revenge in your next life? Well, that's your next life's problem. What's it got to do with the current you?"

Standing across from them, Qin Ming spread his hands slightly, a radiant smile on his face.

"Two choices. Which one will you pick?"

Qin Ming's words left Mature and Vice in a long silence. After some time, they nodded lightly, then without hesitation, turned with forceful momentum toward Goenitz.

The aloof Mature said nothing with a cold expression, while the hot-tempered Vice directly let out a low growl.

"Goenitz! I've had enough of your damn face! Always pushing that damn mission of yours! Bossing us around all day, making us do all the dirty work! I'm quitting today! And not just quitting! I'm beating your ass while I'm at it!"

Vice had long been simmering with resentment from the times Goenitz disciplined her for disobedience.

She was never a good person to begin with—violent and even murderous, especially averse to being controlled.

She hadn't dared resist before because of Goenitz's terrifying strength and could only swallow her anger.

But now that Goenitz looked clearly crippled, there was no way Vice would still obey like a dog.

To hell with that mission! She was going to beat Goenitz to death today! Tomorrow she'd give Qin Ming a beating with Mature! Then fly off to Hawaii and sunbathe!

The day after that she'd come back, beat up Qin Ming again! Then fly to Thailand for some wild shows!

The day after that she'd have to come back, beat Qin Ming again, and head over to a Japanese hostess club for coffee! She'd do whatever the hell she wanted! Nobody could control her!

She got her power to enjoy life—not to be some dumb slave!

Compared to Vice's furious emotional outburst, complete with swearing, her bestie Mature was far calmer.

With her golden hair swaying slightly, Mature simply kept a cold face and spoke in a chilly tone:

"Boss, I resign."

Their sudden betrayal didn't surprise Qin Ming at all—he had long sensed they weren't exactly loyal saints. Otherwise, they wouldn't get along so well with someone like him. His smile only grew wider.

Across from them, Goenitz, however, merely shook his head. Surprisingly, he showed no shock or anger—just a resigned expression, as if he had expected it all along.

"I knew you weren't doing this for the mission. Actually, it's not just you. Sometimes I even question myself... why am I doing all this? What will I gain? Honestly... I've doubted my faith too."

His eyes narrowed as if he could see the smiling face of his adoptive daughter. Goenitz let out a long sigh toward the sky.

The next moment, his gaze became resolute once more. He lowered his head to stare expressionlessly at the three before him.

"But the mission is still the mission. I can't escape it. And neither can you. The grace of the gods must be repaid—even if it takes a thousand lifetimes. Since you won't fulfill the mission... then become part of the sacrifice."

With a grasp, a massive scale appeared in his hand—the divine fragment representing the Power of Madness, one of the Eight Hakkesshu!

Without hesitation, he raised it high and stabbed it into his neck. At this moment, Goenitz's eyes were filled with absolute resolve.

The second divine bloodline—Blood of Madness—entered his body and began merging!

What happens when two completely different yet immensely advanced powers clash within a single body? Rugal had already demonstrated the perfect answer with his own demise.

But what if two top-tier bloodlines from the same system coexisted in one body?

Goenitz was now answering that with his own body—he went berserk. Completely, utterly berserk! frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

The power of the Eight Hakkesshu was the might bestowed by Orochi to his apostles—already the maximum a human could endure.

Injecting two such forces into one body meant fusion would trigger a cataclysmic change—one that exceeded even the sum of its parts.

But for those unfit to bear it, their bodies would rapidly collapse—just like Rugal's.

In other words, whether due to the two forces clashing or combining into a geometric power explosion, the end result was the same: death!

Either die from the two fighting and tearing the body apart...

Or die from them fusing, multiplying power exponentially—also destroying the body!

And for the rare few who could endure it? If you could survive the shock, no matter the path, there was only one outcome:

Godhood.

If the forces fought, the stronger one would dominate and evolve into divinity.

If the forces fused, a new power would be born—divine fusion.

Goenitz was the strongest of this generation's Eight Hakkesshu. Even among his predecessors, he was a top-tier genius.

But a genius was still just a human.

He knew full well that with his own strength, he could never fuse two divine powers and become something like Orochi—who united all eight into a supreme god.

So once he used this final trump card, there was only one result: death—death in pursuit of his mission.

To Goenitz, who held deep reverence for repaying grace, this wasn't hard to accept.

In fact, fusing the divine fragment to force himself into berserk mode, slaughter everyone present, and offer all their souls—along with his own—as a sacrifice to revive Orochi might even be the most optimal path.

But Goenitz hadn't chosen that from the start. As for why...

Feeling the violent fusion of power rampaging in his body, a fierce gust burst out from him, forcibly breaking the Seal of Zero's Foundation.

Goenitz suddenly let out a bitter smile and murmured to himself:

"So... it turns out I don't want to die either. Have I become weak too? The bonds of humanity... how troublesome... Summon the raging wind!"

BOOM!

With a roar, the terrifying tornado that had been circling around suddenly surged inward at lightning speed.

The power within his body began to surge out of control, growing stronger and stronger. For the now-overflowing Goenitz, he no longer feared that his tornado would fail to kill the fighters—nor that they'd seize the chance to scatter and flee.

"Everyone! Today, let us face death—together!"

He made himself the eye of the storm! Forcibly activated his bloodline power!

Skill—Super Dark Cry!

As the violent wind rampaged, the originally lavish arena was torn apart almost instantly.

Countless fighters and adventurers were swept screaming into the sky, slammed repeatedly by flying debris midair, their bodies slashed by the terrifying airflow, spinning helplessly in the storm.

Enemies... and allies alike.

Goenitz's massive Dark Cry did not distinguish friend from foe! He truly intended to turn everyone present—including himself—into sacrifices for the resurrection of a god!

Among the ruins, the only ones still barely standing and resisting being swept away were the top-tier fighters.

Even the weakest among them were second-rate martial artists!

As they stared up at Goenitz, who was high in the sky manipulating the raging wind, the expressions of the many fighters and adventurers below turned pale.

Especially those who had been fighting alongside Goenitz—none of them had expected him to suddenly turn on them too. Their faces were now ashen.

Finally, at Goenitz's betrayal, Geese let out a furious roar and led the charge against him.

"This guy's gone insane! Stop everything! Let's kill him together!!"

As he shouted, Geese slammed both hands on the ground and unleashed his signature move: Chi Storm.

Normally an unstoppable, violent blade of energy that shredded anything in its path, this time it was shattered instantly by the high-speed rotating air currents before it could even reach Goenitz—unable to shake the storm in the slightest.

Even as Geese's move was broken, more skills followed immediately.

Ryo Sakazaki's Haoh Shoko Ken! Athena Asamiya's Crystal Shoot! Krauser's Kaiser Wave!

Even Mature and Vice launched into a charge!

The two sides that were locked in battle just moments ago suddenly, as if by some strange synchronicity, turned their combined fury on Goenitz.

Yet in the face of that violent tornado, all the devastating special moves that could usually slice through steel or tear through trucks and even tanks... were like stones sinking into the sea, vanishing without a trace.

The closer they got to Goenitz, the stronger the raging winds became—and the greater the damage they inflicted.

As they approached, and their ranged skills were torn apart, some fighters could no longer withstand the shredding wind and were screamed into the air, thrown into the giant tornado meat grinder.

First were the adventurers with lower base attributes... then second-rate martial artists... and eventually even first-rate martial artists began to falter.

Their bodies were slashed repeatedly by the cutting airflow, spraying blood into the storm. Their teeth gnashed audibly from the pain.

They were so close—so close—to Goenitz, yet they could not take another step forward. Their bodies simply couldn't take it anymore.

The martial arts they once took pride in, that they believed unrivaled in the world, now seemed laughably weak in the face of this raw, natural calamity! Worthless!

As the storm continued to intensify, even the elite fighters who had been holding on were starting to get swept away.

The merging of two bloodlines within Goenitz had created a new bloodline—one that continued to evolve, its power still rising!

Around the eye of the storm, everyone was trapped. No one could move forward...

No—there was one person still advancing!

Qin Ming! In his dinosaur form! Qin Ming, who was constantly healing his wounds with his own blood!

Even after activating his dinosaur bloodline, giving him a damage reduction over 50 points...

He still couldn't fully withstand Goenitz's storm baptism.

His body was slashed open again and again, blood flying in all directions. He had long become a man drenched in red—a living blood figure.

Using both hands to shield his eyes, gritting his teeth and pushing forward, his neck veins bulging, his body shifted back and forth between being wounded and regenerating.

As his blood drained rapidly, he fought against the storm's assault. He was getting closer and closer to Goenitz at the eye of the storm—but his body was shrinking in size.

When he finally broke through the storm's barrier, his blood nearly depleted, he looked no different from an ordinary human.

Enduring the attacks with sheer will and steel bones, Qin Ming finally forced his way into the storm's core. The moment he arrived, he opened his mouth and let out a furious roar.

"GOENITZ!!!"

Hearing the roar, Goenitz, still floating at the center and controlling the whirlwind, slowly lowered his head to look at him.

At this moment, Goenitz's body was dissolving—just like that fighter emperor Rugal, who once tried to become a god!

(End of Chapter)