Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1563: Chapter 290: Strike, Lamp God

The outcome of the choice was unknown, and Yamana and the Princess entered the doors at the same time, one on the left and one on the right… without any change, everything instantly returned to calm.

However, the mysterious girl revealed an aura that made the Red Lamp Spirit’s head shrink even more severely at this moment—but this aura wasn’t directed at the Red Lamp Spirit but at Otto.

Otto was the first to bear the terrifying sensation that made it feel as if his heart would explode at any moment… As if something was squeezing him, lifting his body, while his blood vessels began to swell, an anomaly caused by the rapid flow of blood within.

He even felt suffocated, his legs no longer touching the ground… This once-immortal king had a flash of panic in his eyes.

He might die here, which he was evidently unwilling to accept, so he desperately stimulated the limited “Qi” within him, allowing his throat to make a sound.

He spoke urgently and quickly, “Lamp Spirit! I know where that person is!”

That person… Who was it?

Among those present, not many would know… The Little Maid didn’t know, Yiben didn’t know, and the mysterious girl naturally didn’t know either. This was a secret in the Red Lamp Spirit’s heart, one of the sources of its pain!

Of course, it knew who Otto was referring to!

All these years, it had only ever confided in Otto regarding its matters—As for Boss Luo… a joke, the Red Lamp Spirit naturally did not categorize him as an ordinary person.

Have you seen the mana of an ordinary person surpass that of this Lamp Spirit?

“This person, you’re not allowed to touch…” The Red Lamp Spirit changed, no longer cowering uselessly behind the Little Maid, but becoming tall, fierce, and crazy, “Even if you truly are a God… My mana is vast as the sea!”

The overwhelming mana poured out, pulling Mr. Otto back from the brink of death—even breaking the mysterious girl’s chains that bound him.

The mysterious girl slightly retreated, a trace of anger flashing in her eyes—After all, she was merely an entity copied from that coffin’s corpse, not the actual goddess of the past.

While she had a trace of divinity, she clearly lacked immense divine power… her existence was still too short, and the resources within Sun City were insufficient to elevate her divine power adequately—so in a pure battle of strength, she gained no advantage.

The mysterious girl was helpless; such was her condition, strong on the outside, hollow on the inside. If her divinity could not suppress this insect monster, it would naturally be very troublesome… She needed to wait for Yamana to emerge from the door, regardless of which side of the door, so she could not be forced away at this moment.

But at this moment, the furious Red Lamp Spirit suddenly clutched its head and howled in pain.

“You can’t do this to me! You can’t do this to me… you can’t! I’ve fulfilled at least five hundred wishes! You can’t, you can’t!”

It raged, it shouted, it even pleaded.

At once, chains emerged from the Lamp Spirit held by the Little Maid’s waist, binding it, trying to drag it back bit by bit.

What Otto said wasn’t wrong; the Lamp Spirit within the Magic Lamp was essentially just a tool—though it seemed powerful, with mana like the sea, it had no way to act without the summoner’s will—and acting would be to defy the Lamp Spirit’s internal rules, leading to punishment.

Perhaps it was more terrifying flames, or maybe another form of punishment… Otto did not know what penalty awaited the Lamp Spirit, as it had never mentioned these things too much.

It had always feared the punishment within the Magic Lamp… even enduring parts of it. Because of this, the Red Lamp Spirit appeared so… abnormal.

Whoever was trapped within the Magic Lamp for thousands of years, even longer, only to be burned by fierce flames, would have their mental state severely damaged.

“You can’t—!!!”

The Red Lamp Spirit’s body was already partially absorbed into the Lamp Spirit, yet it still clung desperately, gripping the floor and leaving deep marks on the ground with its fingers.

The mysterious girl could not help but breathe a sigh of relief upon witnessing this… Regardless of destiny’s fairness, at this moment, destiny seemed to favor her.

“Lord Lamp Spirit, please… please deal with this wom—woman! I—I wish!”

At this moment, destiny seemed to play another joke on everyone… A timid voice tinged with a sob broke in unexpectedly, becoming an unforeseen variable.

The Little Maid… Arian, now holding the qualification to summon the Lamp Spirit, was the one who controlled the Magic Lamp, a naive Little Maid from within the Royal Palace of Sun City.

In an instant, the surface of the Magic Lamp spun with a radiant stream, and the chains binding the Red Lamp Spirit disassembled and vanished without a trace.

“Stupid woman… I told you not to make a second wish without my permission!” The freed Red Lamp Spirit glared fiercely at the Little Maid.

The Little Maid Arian’s eyes turned red, nearly crying from grievance, she said, “But… but you, Lord Lamp Spirit, seemed to be in so much pain, I…I…”

“I’ll refund you five hundred wishes! The last wish, no matter what, save it for me! Now shut up, retreat, and raise your spear in defense!” The Red Lamp Spirit coldly snorted at this moment, stepping up step by step, “How ironic, I was trapped because of a woman, and now once again because of a woman… and the opponent is also a woman!”

Faced with the suddenly assertive Red Lamp Spirit, the mysterious girl could not help but frown.

But, after all, she possessed divinity; although she was not on par with power, she wasn’t entirely afraid either. At most, she was wary of this variable. She shook her head and said, “Do you really intend to declare war on a God?”

“Don’t say you’re merely possessing divinity and not a God with prosperous divine fire…” The Red Lamp Spirit at this time spread its hands, unlike before, when it would make its body swell to assert its dignity. This time, the Red Lamp Spirit’s body became slender, “As long as it’s a wish recognized by the Magic Lamp, even against a God… this Lamp Spirit will kill for you to see!”

As soon as the words dropped, a violent wind dispersed from the Red Lamp Spirit, instantly blowing Mr. Otto back to crash against the wall again… He knew it was deliberate by the Red Lamp Spirit, always having been this petty.

The wind ceased.

A barefooted young man, clad in red battle armor, with black hair trailing on the ground, emerged from the wind—without a doubt, this was the Red Lamp Spirit… another appearance.

Not the horrifying ghost-like form, but a delicate and handsome visage, so beautiful that upon just one glance, the Little Maid Arian couldn’t help but blush and her ears turn hot… She discovered for the first time that a man could be this attractive.

Unlike the Little Maid, who was utterly defenseless against this beauty, the mysterious girl at this moment wasn’t influenced in the slightest… She calmly looked at the current Lamp Spirit, saying indifferently, “So, you intend to slay a God?”

“A wish is a wish.” The Red Lamp Spirit—or rather, the young man in red battle armor waved a hand, and a dark red energy immediately formed in his palm, elongating to become a spear glowing red.

“With just you?” The mysterious girl shook her head, “Originally, I was thinking of saying that, though saying it like that would make me seem like the big villain, and my predecessor was at least considered a Goddess of Justice, right?”

“I don’t care…” The Lamp Spirit coldly snorted at this moment, “My entire life actually, I most enjoy fighting women!”

Upon saying this, the Lamp Spirit lifted the red spear in his hand and directly thrust it toward the mysterious girl… attacking at none other than the girl’s heart.

“I’m truly wronged.”

The mysterious girl appeared with a helpless expression, yet could only evade the attacks of the Lamp Spirit in embarrassment… After all, whether in body or the strength of existence, she couldn’t match up to the Lamp Spirit.

She could only hide; this body, after all, was still that of a mortal.

But the red Lamp Spirit, who had been granted its wish, under the rules of the Magic Lamp, attacked ruthlessly without hesitation… Just one strike nearly brought the entire tomb chamber crashing down.

“You… What are you doing here in someone else’s tomb chamber?! Haven’t you heard that the deceased should be honored?!” The mysterious girl couldn’t help but be furious.

“Lamp Spirit, attack her! Attack her!” The Little Maid clutched the Golden Spear tightly in her hands—she clearly had no intention of using it, purely out of nervousness… perhaps there was some undefinable excitement as well?

“Children shouldn’t make such a racket here!” The mysterious girl stared harshly at Arian, the Little Maid.

The Little Maid shrank her neck back instantly.

The red Lamp Spirit suddenly flashed in between Arian and the mysterious girl, snorting coldly, “This woman may be foolish, but only I can scold her!”

The Little Maid was first touched and then cried… still appearing very aggrieved.

The Lamp Spirit, indifferent, launched another attack, and the mysterious girl’s Divinity was unable to exert pressure on the Lamp Spirit enhanced by the Magic Lamp’s rules, seemingly only left to be chased and beaten.

Mr. Otto, seized an opportunity to breathe, and his unique constitution, granted by the Lamp Spirit’s long life, took effect. Although his injuries didn’t heal instantly, he recovered somewhat… at least he could move.

Dragging himself, Mr. Otto came to Xie Jiatu’s side—earlier, the deified Xie Jiatu was soundly beaten by the Lamp Spirit, almost half-dead, now still looking on the brink of fainting.

“Did you ever think that even gods could be chased and beaten one day?” Otto asked, holding his wound as he sat down in front of Xie Jiatu.

He was waiting, waiting for someone to emerge from the door… He was simultaneously waiting, always watching the door to the right, which was the door Yamana entered, the one in the final chamber, where the person almost got shot.

“Gods are merely earlier humans,” Xie Jiatu weakly said: “The one inside the coffin is the best proof, gods can also die, so being chased and beaten isn’t something strange.”

“I saw those servers you hid inside the God Statue,” Mr. Otto suddenly said softly.

Xie Jiatu replied indifferently, “So what? That’s just one of the mainframes, there are many backups within the Sun City, they’re connected to each other, even if you destroy the ones inside the statue, it doesn’t matter, the data collection is sufficient.”

“I’ve changed my mind,” Mr. Otto suddenly smiled, “You said before, your invitation is always effective.”

“I did not,” Xie Jiatu coldly replied—a statement which he indeed had not said, although logically he should have meant such things to maintain dignity, but he hadn’t actually said it.

Otto wanted to take advantage of him, but that was impossible.

“You wouldn’t want the whole plan to fail, would you?” Mr. Otto insisted, staring into Xie Jiatu’s eyes, “You’ve come this far, if it fails, everything you’ve done before will be for nothing.”

“What do you want to say?” Xie Jiatu was silent for a moment and then spoke.

“I know the Pharaoh is also your creation… along with that artificial goddess girl being chased by the Lamp Spirit,” Mr. Otto’s voice lowered further.

Xie Jiatu remained silent.

Mr. Otto continued: “You dared to transform yourself into this appearance, proving you’re making a final gamble… I know you, the you who traveled with me through the desert, I understand you… you wouldn’t do such impulsive things unless there’s no choice but to gamble once. Are you hiding another trump card? Don’t say no, you discovered the Balance, built the City of the Sun, logically you wouldn’t be so unprepared!”

“Hahaha…” Xie Jiatu began to laugh softly.

“What are you laughing at?” This laughter gave Mr. Otto an uncomfortable feeling; some things seemed not as he thought, and he suddenly felt agitated.

“Laugh… laughing at you being the smartest person I’ve ever met, the craziest person… cough cough.” Xie Jiatu still laughed softly.

Mr. Otto’s face was expressionless, yet he grabbed Xie Jiatu by the neck, “I’ll ask you again, what are you laughing at?”

“Nothing.”

“What?”

“There’s no other trump card,” Xie Jiatu replied faintly, “even if there was, you’ve already seen it…”

“What do you mean?” Mr. Otto couldn’t help but frown, quickly recalling the entire incident… he had seen it already?

What had he forgotten?

Xie Jiatu suddenly said, “You’ve seen… the process of the Pharaoh’s divine transformation. You’ve seen it, haven’t you?”

Otto suddenly froze—he had indeed seen the entire process!

The Pharaoh began the transformation by gouging out his left eye in his palace… then the divine transformation—the left eye vanished mysteriously after the Pharaoh gouged it out!

How it disappeared, Mr. Otto didn’t know; at least the recorded footage didn’t capture it… But there seemed to be someone, someone there, by the Pharaoh’s side at that time!

“Could it be that you also…” Mr. Otto suddenly thought of a possibility.

If the Pharaoh underwent divine transformation by gouging out… handing over the left eye, then Xie Jiatu also because he handed over…

Mr. Otto’s gaze couldn’t help but move suspiciously downwards; Seth gouged out Horus’s left eye, and Horus gouged out Seth’s… Emmmmm?

“That place won’t do!”

Just then, the mysterious girl suddenly shouted angrily.

Followed by the sound of something breaking—it appeared that in the rubble of the wreckage created by the Lamp Spirit’s destruction, a distinctly metallic door appeared different from the stone!

The door was obviously hidden within the stone wall, revealed only after the wall was utterly destroyed.

Ignoring the girl’s warning, the Lamp Spirit sneered coldly, throwing a punch that directly shattered this metal door.