My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 594 - 588: Ji · Sinister Wind

At the current stage, for other aliases to compete with Ye Fengqing is extremely difficult.

Even performing above one’s level isn’t enough.

Only a divine performance might have the slightest possibility.

Thinking of this, Ma Ran shook his head, collecting his thoughts and focusing slightly, and in front of him appeared the accompanying medal library of the [Play] ability.

In the medal library, seven medals lay quietly.

They do not represent all of Ma Ran’s abilities.

Abilities like Enchantment, Memory Extraction, Enlightener Trait, Red Lotus Secret Technique, and other "small abilities," haven’t formed into medals but are directly mastered by Ma Ran as supplementary abilities.

There’s no need to mention the consistently used Enclosure Text from beginning to end.

Ma Ran’s gaze fell on the medal library, noticing that after the upgrade of the [Sword Master] medal, the shapes of the remaining medals seemed to have been influenced, undergoing some slight changes.

The changes in the three Advanced Medals weren’t significant; they were standardized into cube shapes with only slight alterations in the patterns on them.

On the [Academic Demon] medal, there is the shape of a brain, which could be described, vividly, as a cute and ugly version of Little Walnut 98725.

The [Martial Arts Celestial Pride] medal depicts a young boy with an indistinct face, looking at others with his chin raised and nostrils flaring.

The [Prophet] medal features a scholar with an unclear appearance, scholarly and refined, pushing up a spectacle frame with his finger.

The four Synthetic Medals, however, appear to have more distinctive traits.

The golden-outlined, silver-core sword-shaped [Sword Master] medal needs no further description. The [Demonic Child] medal presents with the shape of a wine gourd.

The [Profound Immortal] medal is a heart with silver-black nuances, and the [Game Main God] medal is in the shape of a game controller.

The appearance of the seven great medals underwent slight adjustments, though their intrinsic essence didn’t change much. Ma Ran could only vaguely feel that after the [Sword Master] medal upgrade, it became the core, adeptly commanding numerous multiplication abilities, making their use increasingly smooth.

At this thought, Ma Ran activated the ability of the [Prophet] medal, setting the keywords to limit the scope, consuming Star Power, and began to observe the future of the mid-rank god, a fan of the [Princess of Evil].

"So that mid-rank god’s name is actually [Ji]?"

Ma Ran’s eyes gleamed: "This guy’s power is indeed formidable."

"Even without considering the Avoidance Protection issue, he is an all-around strong entity with no weaknesses."

"Even the previous Six Gods of Destruction working together couldn’t defeat Him."

In the next moment, in Ma Ran’s view, countless future timelines associated with the mid-rank god [Ji] suddenly converged!

The number of future possibilities for Him also began to decrease rapidly.

Nine hundred thousand possibilities...

One hundred thousand possibilities...

Thirty thousand possibilities...

The vast majority of futures related to [Ji], after the [Sword Master] medal upgrade, gradually converged, merged, and pointed to the same conclusion—self-destruction!

But...

There are still a few possible futures where this mid-rank god escapes alive.

Continuing to deduce further would be too costly, not worth the effort.

Even without observing the more distant future, Ma Ran could roughly infer the situation of [Ji] after his escape.

He would simply rally friends and find more powerful allies.

Since this could be confirmed, then as long as his escape routes are blocked and a targeted Secret Realm is prepared in advance, he could be caught easily.

In a head-on duel, for Ma Ran to eliminate [Ji], it would still require some effort.

After all, the opponent is a mid-rank god, not some insignificant being, and within the vast [Divine Court], he is considered elite.

However...

With the advantage of intelligence, Ma Ran only needs to tailor a temporary Secret Realm for the opponent, and he can easily eliminate Him!

Within the Profound Light Mirror, the twenty-five swordsmanship adventure recipients were striving within the Youwen Text Illusion. Considering the time, the audience hadn’t become aesthetically fatigued yet, each watching the fascinating journey of the "swordsmen" with great interest.

It was not the best time to commence the next phase of performance.

So...

Ma Ran focused most of his energy on customizing a "Secret Realm exclusive to [Ji]."

The upgraded functionality of the [Sword Master] medal must be tried out.

Sitting beside Ma Ran, Su Qiangwei, after watching the live broadcast on the Profound Light Mirror for a while, retrieved her gaze, placed her snacks back into the [Pandora] lunch box, and concentrated, beginning to delve deeply into the Red Lotus Skill embedded in her memory.

The experiences over the past period made Su Qiangwei realize that the Earth Faction was truly weak.

Fortunately, with Ma Ran’s appearance as a hero coming to the rescue, bearing pressure, acting both as a father and mother, not only elevating the combat power of Earth’s top Extraordinary Sequence, but also developing the "Burning Martial" system, spreading superpowers, greatly improving the quantity and quality of superhuman sources, enhancing Earth’s foundation and disaster resilience.

Because of Ma Ran’s presence, Su Qiangwei was able to happily and peacefully develop herself.

Without him, Earth’s situation would probably look grim right now.

Precisely because she realized this, Su Qiangwei cherished every moment and opportunity to improve herself.

Unfortunately, this time, she hadn’t cultivated for long before being interrupted by Ma Ran’s voice.

"Why did you stop eating?"

"It’s not good for kids to be picky eaters."

Su Qiangwei turned her head, giving her comrade a sideways glance.

Ma Ran, feigning innocence, as if he hadn’t just used Star Power for secret transmission: "Looking at you now, you’re about to become as frail as Lin Daiyu, a gust of wind could blow you over."

The words seemed to hit a sore spot, and the girl puffed her cheeks, rubbing her nails, feeling aggrieved like a three-year-old child.

"I’m not! I eat plenty!"

Ma Xiansheng, that guy, is getting more and more absurd!

In this vast cosmos, could there be any wind strong enough to topple Master Qiangwei?

Impossible!

...

"Ninety-five star systems remaining to Earth."

"Fifty-two star systems remaining to Earth."

Closer, ever closer!

In [Ji]’s eyes, a cold, chilling light flickered.

Though He knew that in just a few days, the [Divine Court] would mobilize and completely annihilate Earth, as a loyal fan of [Evil], He had resolved to personally avenge his idol.

Due to the uniqueness of the Divine Format Law, years ago, He entrusted parts of His emotions, thoughts, and divine thoughts to [Evil]. After avenging it, He could acquire abundant quality information and data to optimize His Divine Format, potentially elevating His own Divine Soul.

This revenge might seem somewhat utilitarian.

But [Ji]’s feelings for the [Princess of Evil] are not the least bit fake.

If those feelings were fake, He wouldn’t gain any benefits from exacting revenge.

"Successfully arrived at the destination!"

"Divine Soul work frequency adjusted to normal rate."

"This interstellar voyage was made in overload mode, consuming a total of twenty-three standard units of Faith Power Crystals, please confirm!"

A small expense, no need for confirmation.

With a thought, [Ji]’s form flickered, directly exiting the spacecraft, emerging into open space.

Gazing down at the blue planet below, a sinister grin appeared in [Ji]’s eyes.

"Everyone must pay a price."

"Savor the taste of pain I have felt!"

In the blink of an eye, [Ji] transformed into a dark red meteor, trailing blazing flames, ferociously crashing towards the land!

Boom!

Dust scattered, bricks and stones flew.

The shockwave spread outward, toppling buildings and hills.

The sounds of glass shattering, cement roads breaking, and steel frames twisting intertwined, playing a symphony of destruction.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle...

Fire hydrants and taps cracked on the spot, water surged, gushing out.

[Ji] closed his eyes slightly.

Just as He planned to use His divine thoughts to search for the locations of those "enemies," a shapeless gust of wind arose from the southeast direction, sweeping toward Him.

This wind seemed to carry some irresistible invisible force, reaching [Ji] in an instant, even firmly binding Him within it.

Thud!

Pinned to the ground, face up, [Ji] appeared somewhat bewildered, momentarily beginning to doubt His divine existence.

What is this...

What wind?