My Ability Is Role-playing-Chapter 390 - 386: The One-and-Only [Prophet] (Deep Red)!

Chapter 390: Chapter 386: The One-and-Only [Prophet] (Deep Red)!

The one thing Earth doesn’t lack is "those who recognize the current situation," such as the Romantic Goddess Shana.

Sensing that she wasn’t a match, she immediately thought to cut her losses. She promptly activated her Superpower, using the subsidiary ability of [Emotion Manipulation], to convey her true emotions to the Seventh Princess Eve.

"Fear, despair, submission."

The brows of the Seventh Princess Eve slightly furrowed, then immediately relaxed.

Her gaze focused on Shana, speaking in a calm tone: "I understand what you mean."

"Come over."

"Someone like you, with [Light Golden] status, barely qualifies to become my subordinate."

No conditions were set, nor were there any promises of benefits or treatment; it was a simple verbal recruitment.

The ability of the [Romantic Goddess] is unique. In most cases, it can be considered a trump card for interstellar colonization, easily dissolving the resistance of most colonial natives.

However...

The technological advancement of the Chuanke Civilization far surpasses Earth. Even imperial family members like the Seventh Princess Eve are confident and proud enough to believe that with technological supremacy, they can easily achieve the same results without the aid of Superpowers.

Take the Romantic Goddess Shana in front of us as an example; isn’t that the case?

Under absolute power, all resistance is meaningless, and to the Seventh Princess Eve, it almost seems like a form of entertainment and diversion.

Under the indifferent gaze of a group of S-level Extraordinary Ones, Shana, known as the [Romantic Goddess], quickly approached the feet of the Seventh Princess Eve, maintaining a prostrate posture, fully submissive.

The S-level Superpower Users of the Alliance of Gods were outraged.

Even though they had known for a long time that the Alliance of Gods was just a loosely allied interest group under the suppression of [God] Gray, with little cohesion, Shana’s betrayal was too decisive!

As if she hadn’t undergone any internal struggle at all.

Everyone couldn’t help but curse Shana harshly.

"Betrayed Earth just like that? The will to fight is so weak..."

"A Slav never shows fear! Either roar over the enemy’s corpse or die in blood and fire!"

"Despicable mongrel, this woman must be an Anglo-Saxon... Hmph!"

"Shana, you damned traitor!"

"You and your family will die a horrible death! I swear to God!"

Hearing this, Shana sneered endlessly.

What use is swearing to God?

[God] Gray isn’t even a match for the Chuankai Seventh Princess Eve; can he crush her with his hands?

Shana set a very bad precedent.

And the Chuankai Seventh Princess Eve also raised her hand.

A gravitational force pulled the [Romantic Goddess] Shana into the interstellar battleship group.

After doing all this, Eve focused her gaze on Gray, whose expression was calm and who seemed to have no emotional fluctuations. Her tone was complex as she spoke: "You and these native-level guys are simply not on the same level."

"I can sense that."

"You’re not in good condition; you’re only exerting about thirty-five percent of your full power."

At this point, the Seventh Princess Eve suddenly chuckled, "My wording is off; you can ’only’ perform to this extent."

"Exceed a certain threshold, and you’ll endure more Superpower Erosion, completely losing yourself, becoming another person."

"Or, as Earth humans envision, become the true [God]."

"It’s a pity..."

The Chuankai Seventh Princess Eve adopted an all-knowing stance and said indifferently: "If you could fully exert your power, you might pose a slight threat to me, breaking through my defenses."

Saying this, she clenched her right hand into a fist, and in her palm, a bladeless long sword materialized.

This long sword had a strange design, resembling an ancient Chinese sword, yet a crystal sphere, similar to a balance ball, was embedded in the sword guard, radiating dazzling golden-black light.

Eve casually swung the Deceitful Sword in her hand.

Throughout the City of Angels, a fierce wind suddenly stirred, lightning whistling through!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Besides [God] Gray, other S-level Extraordinary Ones in front of Eve seemed to be like bowling pins, struck head and bleeding by the highly condensed force of the intangible wind, flying chaotically.

"What kind of technique is this? Manipulating natural elements?"

"No way! We’re totally outmatched!"

"Damn it! I feel like my recovery ability is completely suppressed! What a terrifying woman! In front of her, I feel like my [Undying Gentleman] title is just a sham! If she wanted, she could easily kill me!"

"[God], think of something quickly! If we die, and you’re the only one left, you might not be a match for this woman either, right?"

[God] Gray, however, maintained a stern expression without any reaction, his eyes cold as still water, giving no hint of what he might be pondering.

After crushing a group of S-level Extraordinary Ones, the Seventh Princess Eve showed a trace of impatience on her face after a few minutes: "Is this the limit of your strength..."

"I’ve already grown tired of playing."

"So..."

"Those without existential meaning, die!"

At this point, Eve raised her Wind-Controlling Deceitful Sword high, surrounded by a storm, her blue hair thrashing like venomous snakes, ready to strike mercilessly.

But at this moment, the Guardian Chuan, who had been silent, somehow appeared beside her, blue data streams flickering rapidly in his pitch-black eyes.

This was the [Information Sharing] talent Divine Technique that most Chuankai mastered.

Data flickered in Eve’s eyes, moments later, a look of shock surfaced on her face, and she immediately let go of the Wind-Controlling Deceitful Sword, turning to Guardian Chuan: "Soul Completer, is the information true?"

Guardian Chuan responded immediately, with a humble demeanor: "At least Eldest Prince Li Tang and Third Prince Adam both believe so."

After getting the answer, Eve’s eyes flashed with a hint of ruthless intent: "I must go to China!"

"Ma Ran is the [Deep Red Character] who surpasses all elite and top talents!"

"I must recruit him, make him swear allegiance to me!"

"Let’s go! Set off now!"

"We should still be in time!"

In the Chuankai Civilization, a card-raising online game had been popular these past ten years, where the characters were graded from gray, white, green, blue, purple, pink, gold, to red.

Eve was an enthusiast of that online game, she even indulged in it while en route to Earth. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Red-level character cards all have uniqueness, each one is distinct!

In her mind, characters like [God], [Martial God], [Profound Immortal] were red quality, but [Prophet] Ma Ran could be considered uniquely "Deep Red Level."

The Seventh Princess, who had a knack for collecting, was eager to appear before Ma Ran the moment she heard the news, wanting to make him hers.

The Guardian Chuan beside her reminded: "The Eldest Prince and Third Prince have both stumbled in the Eastern Hemisphere, the top-tier combat power on Earth is much higher than expected. Besides, in the United States..."

The Seventh Princess sneered, arrogantly interrupting him: "Just a low-class native tribe, apart from that [God] Gray, others to me are no different from ants, it makes no difference when to conquer."

"Big Brother is reserved and restrained, but I understand Third Brother’s nature better than anyone."

"He’s definitely not the kind of man who gives up easily!"

"The greater the challenge, the more it unleashes his potential, igniting his interest and conquering instinct!"

"Opportunity once lost is gone forever!"

"It’s imperative that I acquire Prophet Ma Ran, with the [Soul Completion] Divine Technique, without fail!"

"As for Earth’s top combat power..."

"I’m not a fool either."

"I’ve read all the intelligence you’ve shared just now."

"[Profound Immortal] Zhao Guanlan is very strong, at his peak, he might have been top-tier even within [Vacuum Level]."

"Even though he’s now gravely injured, injuries difficult to heal, almost irreversible..."

"I’ll still treat him as a bona fide [Vacuum Level]."

Saying this, the Seventh Princess Eve’s tone turned playful, brimming with confidence: "[Prophet] Ma Ran and [Profound Immortal] Zhao Guanlan get along well, but they are ultimately two different beings."

"Which gives me an opportunity."

"What’s more..."

"The new subordinate I’ve just recruited, the one titled [Romantic Goddess] of the natives, coincidentally has talent in this area."

Having said this, Eve glanced over the gathered S-level Extraordinary Ones with a playful smile, turned around without leaving a word, and leapt into the battleship group.