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    Chapter 395: Core Councilor, Why Are You Laughing?

    Pal frantically dragged his Divine Body, limping as he fled.

    He never expected that five against one, with the advantage on his side, could end up so disastrously.

    Two Ether Usurpers had fallen, and another was likely doomed.

    He himself suffered severe magical backlash from having his forbidden spell suppressed, leaving him utterly miserable; now, a heavy weight pressed in his chest—relief seemed possible if he could expel it, yet no effort could dislodge it.

    This suffocating pressure inflicted severe negative feedback upon his Divine Body.

    The congestion and blockage in his magic circuits worsened relentlessly, showing no sign of recovery; the displacement of his "Divine Organs" caused not only agonizing internal pain but also critically disrupted his energy and magic power flow.

    This further amplified the suffocating pressure in his chest.

    Cornered, Pal saw no other path.

    He could only…

    “Damn it…”

    “What kind of monster is that?!”

    He complained and cursed angrily.

    But it was futile.

    At least Pal had deduced that entity’s origin.

    “To defeat a core councilor like me so effortlessly, alongside four allies whose capabilities were nearly my equal…”

    “Who else but the Giant God could it be?!”

    “It seems Barbatos had been right.”

    “The Giant God is cunning and cruel, wielding immense power and profound magical insight; striking with flawless calculation and brutal efficiency during my most vulnerable moment—as my magic formed—inflicting maximum shock and damage.”

    “And he achieved all this without even casting a spell…”

    “Such terrifying might!”

    If defeat felt too shameful, it mattered little; simply heap praise upon the victor.

    Elevate the foe to impossible heights, and even the most humiliating loss becomes understandable.

    But salvaging pride wasn’t Pal’s priority now.

    A graver threat unfolded.

    “Worse still, this Giant God possesses terrifying diplomatic cunning! Knowing my enmity with Baimeng, he drove me off, slaughtered my comrades, then unleashed Baimeng to hunt me!”

    “Thus, he eliminates me, clipping the Chaos Council’s wings, while simultaneously currying favor with Baimeng!”

    “What a masterful scheme!”

    “He truly deserves his title as chaos’s greatest bane!”

    “But alas…”

    “Thud—!”

    “Splash—!”

    Feeling the etheric liquid flow over his body, Pal knew he was finally safe.

    “Glug… glug… glug…”

    As soon as he touched the shallow Ether Sea, Pal’s "Divine Heart" began to beat strongly again; the Sea of Ether caressed his Divine Body, making his clumsiness feel lighter.

    The “feeling of blockage” from the magic backlash faded fast.

    The magic circuits started flowing slowly again, and the displaced organs gradually returned to place under the “massage” of the Ether Sea.

    His injuries were healing.

    Before long, Pal might not get back to full strength, but recovering sixty to seventy percent of his power was enough.

    “Splash—!”

    “Are you alright?”

    “One more fool ran off in panic toward the Chaos Swamp Realm; he was probably in grave danger.”

    “Let’s retreat fast.”

    The Ether Usurper, the first to escape into the Sea of Ether and the only survivor, actually came back to help Pal.

    Of course, it might have been because he felt safer in the Ether Sea and saw no need to run for his life.

    Feeling good all over and seeing his companions together again, the demon god started to boast.

    “Hahaha…”

    Pal suddenly laughed out loud.

    “Uh…”

    “Why are you laughing?”

    The Ether Usurper suddenly felt sad for their fallen brothers.

    Damn it, did those three brothers die for nothing?

    Though they died badly, they at least bought time for Pal to escape; otherwise, he would have been swept away by the Giant God.

    While he thought escaping by luck was worth celebrating, he showed no sorrow for his brothers and was here laughing hard…

    His brain was a bit off.

    Pal shook his head and told his companions, “I laugh because, even though the Giant God is super strong, he doesn’t know the Chaos Council well.”

    “He could have sent anyone, but he picked Baimeng to chase me.”

    “Isn’t that just asking her to die?”

    “What’s funnier is that Baimeng, that rash, brainless girl, actually came!”

    “Who doesn’t know the Ether Sea, especially near the Endless Ether, is my turf?!”

    As a core councilor of chaos, Pal had ties to the “Endless Ether” because he lived most of his time on its border.

    He sometimes wandered into the Endless Ether, even going to its mid-layers and befriending many tyrants.

    Pal’s Divine Body and even his Soul had deep roots in the Endless Ether and the Abyss; he was kind of a spiritual deity of the "Endless Ether."

    In contrast…

    “Baimeng…”

    “Hehe, who in the Chaos Council didn’t know her Divine Body worked fairly well in the ‘Chaos Swamp Realm’? But once she entered the ‘Endless Ether,’ it simply wouldn’t work at all.”

    “The ‘Ether Sea’ of the Endless Ether and the ‘Ether Sea’ in the Chaos Swamp Realm might both be ether seas, but their energy structures differed.”

    "Baimeng’s Divine Body couldn’t adapt to the energy structure here. After entering the Endless Ether, the etheric liquid hindered her Divine Body’s movement and even attacked her as if possessing a will."

    “Though she’d altered her Divine Body’s appearance, the change wasn’t significant.”

    “It shouldn’t matter.”

    “Fighting in the Ether Sea…”

    “Baimeng was seeking death!”

    As fellow core councilors, one gained home advantage while the other suffered the drawbacks of unfamiliar terrain. Though Pal was injured, the opposing energies of the ‘Endless Ether’ made victory obvious.

    At least, Pal believed so.

    “Prepare for battle!”

    “If the Giant God couldn’t defeat me, how could you?!”

    Just then…

    “Splash—!”

    Splashing echoed through the Ether Sea.

    Clearly, Baimeng had entered the Ether Sea, stumbling straight into Pal and his allies’ trap!

    “Kill—!”

    “Roar—!”

    After two roars, Pal and his Tyrant allies thrashed their Divine Bodies’ tails, surging toward the commotion.

    But…

    “What?!”

    “Where’s Baimeng?!”

    Though the Ether Sea churned violently—proof some deity had plunged in—no trace of that deity remained.

    “What happened?”

    “Had other ether deities dragged her away?”

    Just then…

    “Whoosh—!”

    A shadow swept past them!

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