HPDBC Chapter 232 232: It's All About Who's More Cunning
Chapter 232 232: It's All About Who's More Cunning
"Is that Snow Dream!!??"
"Why is Snow Dream the Saintess? Where's Wedge? Did the plan change?"
"Can someone tell me what's going on up there? Why Snow Dream? Does she even deserve it?"
The sudden regional announcement left the remaining SSR players in a daze.
No one could comprehend what the SSR upper management was thinking.
From the announcement, it was clear that becoming the Saintess of the Holy Light Church came with massive benefits. Beyond commanding a portion of the church's elite guards, the opportunity for a profession awakening alone was enough to drive countless S-tier players mad with envy.
If Wedge, already an S-tier player, had been chosen, she could have potentially become the first dual-S profession player in the US server!
Yet the Saintess title had gone to Snow Dream, a disciple of a known traitor to the SSR Club. It was beyond absurd.
"Something's gone wrong! Something must have gone wrong!" DonutWizard felt a chill run down his spine, an overwhelming sense of unease creeping over him.
He had a hunch—everyone in the club had been royally screwed.
"Everyone, protect me. I'm forcing a logout!" DonutWizard shouted.
Kirin and the others surrounded him in their golden war chariot, shielding him as DonutWizard quickly pressed the emergency logout button. His character fell into the immobilized penalty state.
SSR Club Headquarters
DonutWizard bolted upright from his gaming pod, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.
Still reeling from the disorienting shift back to reality, he stumbled out of the room and toward the hallway.
"You'll pay! You bastard, you'll pay... I'll ruin you! You're done for!"
A hysterical scream echoed from the main hall, and DonutWizard froze.
He saw two staff members struggling to restrain someone.
It was Wedge—her hair disheveled, her usual seductive grace completely gone.
DonutWizard's heart raced, his face pale.
Was this really Wedge?
He muttered to himself, trembling. This wasn't the composed and calculating goddess who always seemed to have everything under control.
"You betrayed me! How dare you do this to me!"
Wedge's bloodshot eyes burned with rage as her hands clamped tightly around the neck of another woman.
Her eyes were filled with venom, and it was clear she was ready to kill.
"What... are you doing?" DonutWizard stammered, stepping forward to help some SSR members separate the two women.
"Then let me ask you, why do you think I wouldn't do this to you?"
Snow Dream rubbed her reddened neck, her expression remaining calm but now tinged with a cold arrogance and disdain.
"What? Terminate the partnership?"
Wedge's confidence crumbled.
Although SSR was backed by the UJ Consortium, they were only the consortium's second choice in Infinite Dimensions—the first being the Thousand Hands Guild.
SSR had barely survived Godslayer's suppression thanks to DK Group's financial support.
Now, the termination of that partnership would spell disaster for the club.
After years of dominating the US esports scene, ruling countless popular online games, SSR was now on the verge of collapse.
"William's here? Bro, sorry, but I'm planning to switch environments too."
"Apologies, Wedge, and thanks for everything. Triple Crown Winner is impressive, but staying in SSR just doesn't make sense anymore. Goodbye."
Before Wedge could catch her breath, over twenty SSR pro players walked out of the training room.
They were SSR's top operators and high-ranking professionals, most of them still in their teens—prodigies of esports.
"You... none of you are allowed to leave!"
Wedge's voice trembled, her eyes red as she shouted desperately.
"And why not? We're not executives like you. This is a mutual agreement—we're free to stay or go as we please," one player retorted coldly.
Wedge stood there in stunned silence, the tension in her chest finally snapping as the players who once flattered her now ignored her completely.
"DonutWizard, you have potential. There's still a chance for you," Snow Dream said with a smile, extending an olive branch.
"Go to hell!" DonutWizard exploded, lunging at Snow Dream in rage.
William's expression turned icy as he kicked DonutWizard across the room. "Know your place. Get lost."
The scrawny DonutWizard was no match for William. He turned to see his goddess, Wedge, sobbing helplessly on the floor.
His face twisted with hatred as he shouted, "Snow Dream! And you, Dragon's Kiss Guild—you'll all die miserably!"
Meanwhile, back in Infinite Dimensions, the SSR coalition was in complete disarray following DonutWizard's sudden logout.
Madman: "What the hell? Why aren't those SSR rogues moving?"
Bradley: "This is what happens when you mess with us—no matter how big your guild is, in Infinite Dimensions, everyone bows to us!"
With their leadership gone, the SSR coalition crumbled entirely, surrounded and slaughtered by the combined forces of Godslayer, Moonlight, and Supreme Guilds.
Madman: "Hey, Demon Emperor, are you just going to sit back and pick up scraps? Come out here and help block them!"
Hearing this, Demon Emperor, locked in battle with leftover NPCs, frowned deeply. He distrusted Madman, knowing he was unpredictable and ruthless, often setting traps for his enemies.
Could this be another ploy to lure the Slaughter Guild into a trap?
Madman smirked, shouting again: "Don't drag your feet! Get over here—loot will be split evenly! Blank's gear is with me—come and claim it!"
His grin widened as his voice echoed across the battlefield.