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Chapter 275: Imprisonment, Interrogation, Cruel Master and Abused Maid

Chapter 275: Imprisonment, Interrogation, Cruel Master and Abused Maid

"Alright then…"

Rayne sighed. "But I believe that you'll regret it."

"I'll regret it?"

Even the cold mechagod was about to laugh at this ridiculous joke.

However, Rayne was not joking with her.

He was so stern, his gaze firm and filled with determination. His mood was almost cruelly emotionless.

He was serious.

Extremely...

Serious.

"Prosperity, I have a way to defeat you. Furthermore, I'll definitely defeat you."

Rayne said deeply, "I can't defeat you in a dignified manner for the time being. A weak mortal like me has to use any means to defeat a god…"

Pseudogod Prosperity: "…?"

This barbarian had been pestering her for so long.

What was he trying to say?

Pseudogod Prosperity would find out about this soon.

That was because a live broadcast that could only be seen by Pseudogod Prosperity had begun.

After saying what he had to say, Rayne was ready to get down to business.

He was going to support Hedwig and Sharley and defeat Goddess Prosperity.

As that scene entered Pseudogod Prosperity's eyes…

Pseudogod Prosperity was stunned.

She was deeply shocked by the scene in the video…

Shocked?

This was originally an unnecessary emotion that should not have existed in the mind of the mechagod.

However, the corruption of the evil gods added extra emotions to Prosperity. Right now, she was shocked.

Apart from bringing unnecessary emotions to Prosperity, the corruption of the evil gods…

Gave her something else as well...

Lust.

For this mechagod that had no need to reproduce at all, an abnormal desire for sex was developed.

That was rather terrible.

It was not morally bad. However, from a strategic point of view… letting the mechagod have personal preferences was undoubtedly a huge latent danger.

And now...

Pseudogod Prosperity was about to witness just now...

Terrible...

It was going to be!

As Rayne retreated and moved away from the camera…

Pseudogod Prosperity finally saw the panorama behind Rayne.

It was a dark basement.

Soundproof, sealed, sturdy and filled with a thematic scenery.

Here, Maid Prosperity's hands were bound by Rayne using tape and she wore a black blindfold as she laid on a cold, iron bed. Her thinly veiled body was completely exposed to the interrogation officer in front of her.

The black tape had been strengthened by nanomaterials and possessed the strength to indeed restrain the mechagod.

The out-of-control terminal was imprisoned in a cold basement by Rayne.

However, Maid Prosperity did not resist or feel displeased about being imprisoned by her master.

There was an emotional smile on her lips.

The service mentality of the mechagod caused her to be in a great mood.

She was already prepared to sacrifice herself for her master…

Rayne Haines arrived beside the maid.

He was expressionlessly adjusting the equipment meant for his maid's interrogation.

He was just like a surgeon who was about to undergo an operation.

After destroying three modules, Pseudogod Prosperity appeared with invincible strength.

In that case, how could Rayne stop Pseudogod Prosperity from killing everyone while obtaining the modules on Pseudogod Prosperity?

Draw his sword from the God Consort?

That was his final resort. If he used it, he would be struck by the spear of light. Now was not the time.

While Sharley and Hedwig were in a weak state and could not fight Pseudogod Prosperity with all their might…

Rayne had another way to repel Pseudogod Prosperity for the time being.

It was the only way.

Although it was shameless, it was an extremely useful plan.

Of course.

Rayne did not care about shamelessness.

After dying more than a thousand times, his desire for victory in his final life was unimaginable.

As long as he could win, who cared about what methods he had to resort to?

At times, he was gentle and affectionate.

At times, he was abusive and cold.

At times, he even had to pretend to be a naive young kid although he was 10,000 years old.

He left his first wife at home without a care and put on an act with a group of monsters that had killed him countless times, torturing his waist muscles crazily—was it all because he truly loved women that much?

What bullsh*t system? What bullsh*t mission?

He did not care at all.

He only wanted to win.

All of it was so that he could obtain a few more chess pieces and increase his chances of winning.

What did it all matter?

What was wrong with his methods being a little underhanded?

He looked at the camera and raised a torture tool without any personal emotions.

It was a construct created by Rayne using the crystal magic he was best at as a descendant of Order and meticulously using silver-white crystals.

The sinister torture tool was filled with spikes that resembled wolf fangs. It trembled under the surge of magic power and even... let out a few lightning sparks.

Pseudogod Prosperity's face turned pale on the spot.

Although!

It was true that Pseudogod Prosperity had never seen such a blasphemous thing.

However!

Her strategic analysis module determined the usage of this thing almost instantly based on the current situation, the hypothetical function of the construct as ell as Rayne Haines's interpersonal relationships and other factors…

Th-That was way too terrifying!!!

Due to the limitation of the performance of Mechagod Prosperity, the man-made sun burning in the crystal ark could only provide one mechagod to fight at the same time.

Excess mechagods could not obtain any more support and could only share the data channel of the mainframe with the other mechagods.

In other words…

Pseudogod Prosperity and the out-of-control terminal could share sensations.

Pain, joy and sadness together.

Mechagods could block senses and emotions.

After all, it would be ridiculous if a mechagod could feel pain or was even frightened.

However, there was an emotion that Pseudogod Prosperity could not shut down normally due to Olivia's corruption.

Pseudogod Prosperity's voice trembled.

"W-What's that in your hands?!"

Rayne said solemnly, "An electric toothbrush. I'm just going to brush my maid's teeth."

"Wait… don't use that thing… you can't… no!"

The proud Sun Goddess revealed an incomparably embarrassing pleading expression…

"Release the out-of-control terminal! Let her fight me fair and square! Do you think you're a man just because you can torture her?! She's yours. Can't you treat her better?!"

Rayne: "No!"

Pseudogod Prosperity broke down into a tragic cry. "P-Please nooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

The tragic scream of the goddess did not waver Rayne at all.

Rayne was still expressionless.

He scrutinized the mechagod blocker in his hand.

"Prosperity, this is war—and you chose it yourself."

As the Goddess of Annihilation and the strongest war machine in the Utmost World of Logic...

Prosperity should understand.

War.

It was a very cruel thing…

If mortals wanted to defeat gods, they had to possess determination as such to sacrifice everything...

As well as an iron-blooded will!

This was… a necessary sacrifice.

"Don't make it sound so righteous!"

Pseudogod Prosperity had completely lost control of her emotions. She gritted her teeth and said,

"I haven't used my true form to fight you guys. Your enemy right now is not a true god yet! You could have originally won a fair and square victory. The reason why you're resorting to using such means is because you're habitually used to being despicable and shameless!"

Rayne nodded fiercely. "Well said!"

Thereafter, Rayne increased the power of the blocker.

Pseudogod Prosperity: "Ahhhh, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Pseudogod Prosperity's expression broke down even more. She glared at Rayne Haines but did not know how to stop this unscrupulous and crazy man.

For the first time, she felt fear.

No... She did not want this at all!!!

On the other side.

Hedwig and Sharley, the two passersby, looked at Pseudogod Prosperity's tragic appearance in shock.

They did not understand what was going on but it was incredible...

Even Sharley was shocked.

That was way too amazing…

What method did Rayne use to scare a goddess to this extent?

Her son-in-law… was way too reliable!

Really now...

He was clearly just a mortal, but he was so outstanding.

Although he did not fight personally, he undoubtedly made the greatest contribution to this battle.

Although that child was a little scandalous... He was indeed outstanding...

Sharley's impression of Rayne was rapidly turning even more favorable.

Pseudogod Prosperity: "Hey! Rayne, let's talk! We can negotiate to any of your terms!"

Rayne shook his head firmly. "You're lying. I don't believe it!"

Pseudogod Prosperity gritted her teeth. "Boohoohoo—!!!"

"Goddess Prosperity, you're fighting a meaningless battle."

Rayne said calmly, "It's fortunate that I know just the method to stop you."

With that said, Rayne stopped looking at the camera and walked towards Maid Prosperity.

Maid Prosperity did not struggle. Instead, she smiled sweetly. "Master…?"

Pseudogod Prosperity was already on the verge of breakdown when she saw that she could not persuade Rayne no matter what she did. At the sight of the imminent disaster, she could only roar in madness.

"Don't let me catch you! Rayne Haines! Don't let me get my hands on you! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Thereafter, the live broadcast was cut off.

The spiritual blocker that belonged to the mechagod was activated violently at that moment.

…

…

Ten minutes later.

Under the dark sky…

Pseudogod Prosperity fled into an empty street in a sorry state.

The battle was over.

On one end were the half-dead Sharley and Hedwig who were tortured by the spiritual blocker and on the other end was Pseudogod Prosperity who had a mental breakdown due to the torture of another blocker.

After both sides experienced a different type of mind-breaking battle...

Pseudogod Prosperity was defeated in the end and retreated temporarily.

As though in response to Prosperity's wise move, the mechagod blocker finally stopped functioning.

Now, Prosperity was lying in the dark of the streets, panting heavily and trying her best to cool down her severely overheated body.

Yes...

She had to replenish her water as well.

In just ten minutes, the large amount of coolant lost was almost enough to drain the water in her body.

Without a doubt, this was a crushing defeat…

Rayne Haines once again made use of the only loophole in the system to deal a fatal blow to Prosperity.

Right now, Pseudogod Prosperity's heart was filled with all sorts of strong emotions.

Humiliation.

Anger.

Hatred.

There was also emptiness…

However, right then…

Suddenly, Prosperity heard a ding-dong in her mind.

It was a reminder that the strategic analysis module had successfully deciphered the information.

Ah...

Yes.

Although Prosperity did not believe Rayne's lie, Rayne's words did make her a little suspicious…

The curse of the evil god gave Prosperity a weakness, but it also allowed her to obtain more freedom.

Therefore, although Prosperity rejected Rayne, she began a silent investigation.

She hacked into the mainframe that dominated her.

She succeeded.

The Nether Realm corruption left the mainframe unable to take care of itself and she obtained the information she wanted.

A name.

True Ancestor 1, Sharley…

It seemed like that was how the native species of this world addressed that monster.

The progenitor of the vampires and the founder of Eternal Night.

However, in the database of the Utmost World of Logic…

She had another name.

"Artificial… Star Devourer Plant."

That thing…

Was also a survivor of the previous era.

In fact, it might have been created by the Utmost World of Logic…

Pseudogod Prosperity leaned against the wall in a sorry state and panted heavily.

She could no longer think about complicated things and could only ask in her mind in a daze…

Just... What in the world is that?

Just how… many more things do I not know?

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