Chapter 330

Chapter 330: Oh no, another big star who has appeared on the BBC

"Foolish mortals."

"You think you can harm me, the powerful and wise core councilor, with useless sacrifices?"

"That’s quite a pretty thought."

Walifer coldly scoffed as he watched the "jumping spider avatar" charging towards him.

"Hiss…"

He quickly extinguished the gathering energy and swallowed it back.

"Ugh…"

Although the backlash magic caused some impact on the magic circuits, it was minor.

"Zing—!"

Suddenly, a massive and vibrant dorsal fin grew from his back!

The wildly agitated magical energy from the retracted forbidden spells was channeled into the spare magic circuits on the dorsal fin.

There, it roared and surged through the complex magic circuits, turning the area crimson before gradually calming down; then it changed back into gentle magical energy and returned to Walifer’s body.

Retracting the forbidden spells did not affect the Chaos Demon God much.

It only caused slight discomfort.

It was like swallowing a big gulp of spit—a bit sickening, but harmless.

The gathered magic lost only about five percent.

…

"What—?!"

Watching the Chaos Demon God easily retract the magic and extend the dorsal fin hidden in his avatar body to dissolve the attack, both Loseta and Valaharl fell into despair.

"Thud…"

Loseta and Valaharl, with their small "Solar Holy Light shield," helplessly landed at Walifer’s feet.

Despair made their beautiful Double Eyes slowly lose focus.

"How could this be…"

"I’ve never heard of such a thing…"

Magic of the level of forbidden spells should, in theory, have been impossible to retract.

Because canceling magic would cause huge backlash on the caster; even gods would hardly escape unharmed.

However…

"I am Walifer!"

"Hehe…"

"My avatar body may not be the strongest, nor particularly outstanding, yet I still became a core councilor."

"Do you know the reason?"

Although the Chaos Council was a place filled with demons competing and scheming, the principle of "strength is respected" remained unchanged; only the strongest among the strong could enter the core council, each possessing their own secrets and becoming indispensable beings within the Chaos Council.

"That’s me! My understanding and use of magic is the most exceptional in the Chaos Council!"

"Even Barbatos wouldn’t dare say he surpasses me in understanding magic."

"Retracting forbidden spells was unimaginable for other chaos councilors, even for other core councilors."

"But for me, it was very simple."

"Because my body had been fully adapted to handle various situations that arose during spellcasting!"

With that said, Walifer could be considered more of an "academic" talent within the Chaos Council.

His energy was primarily focused on researching magic; he had even modified his Divine Body for this purpose.

His practical skills weren’t particularly outstanding.

When something truly happened, he usually relied on magic to blast his way through.

This time, Walifer did not showcase his flashy magical abilities because he felt Valaharl was unworthy.

But now, Valaharl successfully angered Walifer.

"Rejoice."

"You get to be destroyed under my magic."

"How many deities long for such glory?"

"I once thought only Barbatos deserved to witness my true power."

"But now, a preview isn’t so bad."

"As for you all…"

"Lock."

As he spoke the words in Chaos Language, two small iron chains were summoned with a "clang," wrapping around Loseta, who was about to escape and resist, and also ensnaring Valaharl.

If Trilobite had seen this scene, he would surely have thought the "chains" were quite clever; they wrapped perfectly around the center of Valaharl’s chest, collarbones, and the inner and outer sides of her thighs, beautifully outlining the goddess’s voluptuous figure.

However, what the master of the chains was doing was rather less charming.

He wrapped magic around his claws and raised them high.

"Rest now!"

"My magic won’t bring any pain… suffering…"

"Eh—AAAHHH—!"

Just as the Chaos Demon God lifted his claw, imbued with powerful magic, intending to destroy the Third Living Saint Loseta and the Will of the World Valaharl through both physical and magical means,

Walifer suddenly let out a startled cry.

The execution motion came to a halt.

He unwillingly emitted a series of shrieks, seemingly resisting something.

He was resisting something very simple.

It was a name made up of two simple syllables, along with a gesture that popped inexplicably into his mind!

"Grandchild thief——!"

The Giant God charged over!

He flipped the bird at the world again!

—-

"Um…"

"What’s that…?"

"Wow, another prehistoric celebrity straight outta BBC."

From afar, shrouded in swirling "mushroom spores," Trilobite couldn’t see clearly.

Though his mind filled in gaps based on rough shapes, he couldn’t conjure details from thin air.

So until he got closer, he hadn’t recognized the "ancient critter" before him.

Now up close, Trilobite finally saw its true face and launched into his beloved "hot-takes on prehistoric villains."

"Fresh from the documentary ‘Walking with Monsters.’"

"Folks, meet Deinosuchus—spot that big sail on its back."

"Don’t let its dopey look fool ya; this thing’s vicious."

"Check those fangs—sharp as daggers."

"Not small either: over four meters long, weighing up to 300 kilos."

"Rivals modern lions or tigers, easy."

"Quick fact: though ‘dragon’s in its name and it got called ‘mammal-like reptiles,’ it ain’t related to dragons or regular reptiles."

"Actually, it’s closer to us mammals—both archosaurs."

"Basically, our Permian-period beast senpai."

"Now some folks ask: ‘Uncle Trilobite, why do archosaurs look like lizards? Weren’t early mammals just a bunch of rats?’"

"Here’s the scoop: early foundational archosaurs, including our ancestors, totally looked like lizards."

"So why no lizard-like mammals today?"

"Simple—other archosaurs, even the lizard-looking foundational forms, went extinct. Only our mammal branch survived."

"Meanwhile, lizard-like’s most foundational forms? Still kickin’ in scale dragons—plenty around."

"Enough chatter…"

"Time to taste-test this guy."

Trilobite locked eyes on "Deinosuchus," crept closer, then snapped upright and yelled…

"Grandchild thief——!"

"Roar——!"

A furious bellow tore through the air as Deinosuchus abandoned all reason and lunged at Trilobite!

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I see last chapter sparked questions about the world’s layout.

Doodled a rough sketch—kinda janky, but gets the idea across.