Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead-Chapter 156 - 140: End It All, Let Me Rest in Peace!
Moreover, as a noble growth-type item, the Four-sided Age Fire Lamp and the Saint’s Legacy Mask are the same; there is still one skill that hasn’t been unlocked.
It’s safe to say that not only the present is promising, but the future even more so.
In terms of skills, growth-type items far exceed ordinary items of the same grade; even a B-Level growth-type item already surpasses most A-Level items.
Wu Chang is somewhat looking forward to seeing what kind of effects the Saint’s Legacy Mask and the Four-sided Age Fire Lamp will have when they grow into S-Level items.
Speaking of which, having been in the Abyssal Game for so long, he has heard numerous rumors about even S-Level items, yet rarely has he heard anyone talk about growth-type items.
In the Abyssal Game, there is a rule: the rarer the item, the higher its value.
Growth-type items are so rare that their value would not be less than S-Level items.
The Fire Master being so generous made him feel a bit embarrassed.
Initially, he only planned to purify the Great Cathedral and cause some destruction, without intending to do anything else. But unexpectedly, the Fire Master was so enthusiastic, insisting on stuffing the wick of the Four-sided Age Fire Lamp into his hands. What a situation.
Just after he put away the Four-sided Age Fire Lamp, he heard the sound of dense footsteps from outside.
Presumably, the Fire Master noticed the item being taken and sent people to look for him.
He entered a state of social phobia, bypassed the approaching guards, and arrived at the junction on the second basement level, seeing the Soul Light Sect followers sealing all exits, preparing to trap him.
He hid in a corner, transforming into a spirit body state, to observe the movements of the Fire Master.
The Spirit Body moved upward all the way to the room where the Fire Master had just prayed, discovering that the Fire Master did not follow the guards underground but was instead, seeming like he was injured, supported by the guards to the top of the cathedral.
It appears they plan to first conduct a sweeping search using the guards to find his trace and exhaust his energy before dealing with him when fully recovered.
Since the Fire Master isn’t coming, a group of guards can pose no threat to him.
Wu Chang decided to go all the way, instead of hasty departures; he took advantage of the elevator platform transporting the guards to ride on it to the first basement level.
Here too, there is a secret chamber.
The method of opening the secret chamber on the first basement level differs from that of the lamp wick’s chamber; the door is indented with an eye-shaped pattern, resembling the Soul Fire worshipped by the Soul Light Church.
It seems to require some sort of token from the Fire Master’s possession to successfully open the door.
When Wu Chang got close enough to the secret chamber door, the Mortal Poison within his portable space reacted, seemingly craving something behind the door.
Merely craving is useless; you need to put in some effort.
Wu Chang looked at the Mortal Poison, and a bold idea emerged in his mind.
The Soul Fire worshipped by the Soul Light Cathedral is essentially a variant of the Peaceful Sect’s faith symbol, and the eye symbol of the Peaceful Sect represents the Eye of Evil God Leman.
He currently possesses a genuine Eye of Leman; he wonders if this genuine item can be used as a fake one.
He took out the Mortal Poison, experimentally using the embedded Eye of Leman to touch the groove on the secret chamber door of the first basement level.
Click.
The door of the secret chamber actually opened.
This smooth success left Wu Chang a little baffled.
Could it be that the Fire Master went to all this trouble to build such a large Soul Light Cathedral as a preparation for him?
After opening the secret chamber, Wu Chang saw inside a withered and dead large tree.
The strange flesh-like texture looked very familiar—it was a dead Tree of Miracles.
Through the Soul Cleansing Banner, he could see that within the supposedly dead Tree of Miracles, there was the Blood Moon Power. Aided by the influence of the Blood Moon Power, it was now in a special half-dead, half-alive state.
In this state, the Tree of Miracles had completely lost its own thoughts, similar to a vegetative state, merely absorbing Wish Power and mechanically fulfilling those wishes.
Putting away the Soul Cleansing Banner, the Tree of Miracles still appeared red in Wu Chang’s eyes. This redness was not from the Blood Moon Power but from the Blood-Colored Will.
In Wu Chang’s eyes, it was just a huge clump of blood-colored grudge.
The depth of the grudge’s blood color was almost black.
Gazing at this profound blackness, Wu Chang’s eyes seemed to penetrate time, returning to the past.
Coming back to his senses, his gaze floated high in the sky, looking down; beneath his feet was a flat yet desolate land, and his view could only see this land; beyond that, he could only see endless black.
In a daze, Wu Chang realized he seemed to have become the moon—the moon that brought miracles to the Mikel Kingdom.
As he speculated, the presence on the moon was also of the Miracle Walker tribe, bound to the sky for some reason.
It was stronger than the Great Miracle but seemed not very smart, remaining still in most cases, never actively seeking a target for wishes.
He, or the moon in the grudge, gazed at the barren continent below, overwhelmed by immense hunger and loneliness.
He needed food.
Unknowingly how long he waited, a traveling bard accidentally entered this land; lost here, his food and fresh water were depleting, and he prayed to the gods to bestow food and guide him away from this land.
The moon responded to him, granting him immense wealth and a small miracle that could fulfill one of the bard’s wishes.
In return, the bard must use the small miracle lowered by the moon to bring more humans here.
Soon, the bard fulfilled his promise, bringing a large number of humans here.
