Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead-Chapter 544 - 266: Will of the World (Part 3)

He’s a damn legendary adventurer!

Right!

He just needed to release that guy. That guy promised him he would gain everyone’s recognition and be shown the truth of the world.

The next day, he smoothly completed the mental status questionnaire and, by coincidence, discovered a hidden room.

The room was filled with icy seawater, with a temperature below minus twenty degrees, far beyond the theoretical freezing point, yet showing no signs of ice.

A corpse was immersed in the water, perhaps preserved by the special seawater, it hadn’t decayed and showed no signs of gigantism; it appeared lifelike as if still alive. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

He wore the attire of the High Priest depicted in the murals, and a white conch shell hung around his neck.

The huge discovery made the archaeological team boil with excitement, and Fujiwara Hideyuki’s reputation soared.

That night, Fujiwara Hideyuki stopped having nightmares, and the hallucinations became rare, at least no longer affecting his life.

He was soon released, regaining his normal status and once again becoming one of the world’s most famous adventurers.

Soon, his title might no longer need the qualifier "one of."

Although he no longer had nightmares, he began to dream of the young man with the white conch shell, who was also the one who whispered in his ear initially.

In the dream, they spoke at length. The other showed him the benefits of believing in death, allowing him to experience the thrill and freedom of merging with the world’s consciousness.

He began to believe what the other said, and whenever he had time, he would go and talk to the Naru Tribe wizard, whom he had initially dismissed, asking about the history and beliefs of the Naru Tribe.

The young High Priest taught him a lot, but the most crucial parts, due to the High Priest having passed away long ago, left many memories within the world’s consciousness that he had to decipher himself.

After all, he was the one chosen by the world’s consciousness, for which the world’s consciousness had also arranged for the High Priest to assist him.

To fulfill his mission, he stained his hands with quite a bit of filth, like taking out Wells, but he didn’t regret it.

He had never regretted his choices; he’d always believed that until he completely deciphered the text within the ruins and reported it to the High Priest.

He regretted it; he thought of his family, of his already illustrious achievements, and how he would become a legend once he was out.

He didn’t want the world to end, at least not before he died.

The High Priest didn’t oppose his withdrawal, merely smiled without a word.

A few days later, he had another nightmare.

He dreamed of a massive shadow emerging from underwater, coldly gazing at the base camp.

Under the shadow’s gaze, all the expedition members walked out of their rooms as if sleepwalking. Under the massive watch, human heads slowly turned into fish heads.

They moved together into the underground space, busily working zealously, setting up scaffolds, nailing hooks, hanging ropes.

Then they hanged themselves.

Dozens of fish-headed humanoid monsters hung underground, their bodies swaying in unison, singing as they swayed.

The singing mimicked ocean waves and ancient sobs; they were praising the end of all things and welcoming the glorious arrival of death.

It wasn’t just the other expedition members; Fujiwara Hideyuki himself also moved. He went underground, found his noose, stepped on a supply box, and inserted his head.

Thud.

At the moment the box was kicked away, the intense suffocation left his mind blank.

The will to survive made him realize this wasn’t a dream.

He wanted to struggle, but his hands couldn’t grab onto anything. He wanted to call for help, but opening his mouth, just like the others, resulted in chanting.

In a daze, he saw the young High Priest once more.

The High Priest again asked him if he would be willing to become the executor of the world’s consciousness, purifying all filth in the world.

If he agreed, he would die then; if he didn’t, he would die now.

There was no choice; on the spot, he agreed.

At the moment of agreement, the noose around his neck was undone, and he fell to the ground.

The young High Priest hung himself there, slowly shedding his human shell.

"Haven’t you always wanted to see the will of the world? I always said we’d wait for the opportunity, and now, the opportunity has come."

With a thundering sound, Fujiwara Hideyuki’s consciousness detached from his body, infinitely ascending, reaching an aerial view.

He saw a massive pale red figure awakening from beneath the ocean in the deepest part of the wilderness, raising monstrous waves, easily erasing all traces of human existence on land.

The enormous red figure that stirred the sea was what the Naru people called the "will of the world."

The will of the world revealed a reddish-brown eye, gazing at Fujiwara Hideyuki’s consciousness in the sky.

Upon making eye contact with the will of the world, Fujiwara Hideyuki’s small human self-consciousness shattered on the spot, just like being controlled by mind resonance, becoming the loyal dog of the world’s will.

The will of the world didn’t stop there but instead shifted its gaze to Wu Chang behind Fujiwara Hideyuki.

It seemed to sense that there was a second consciousness here observing him.

Perhaps having undergone the baptism of the dark resentment in the All-Knowing Crystal, Wu Chang, facing the gaze of the will of the world, felt like being watched by a crush, only feeling a breeze on his face, with no sense of pressure.

With just this bit of weight, trying to interact with him?

Wu Chang squinted and said, "What are you looking at? Look again and I’ll gouge out your eye."

He was troubled as Leman’s second eye had been absorbed, on how to snatch another eye from the Peaceful Sect’s hands. If the thing before him didn’t open its eyes, he wouldn’t mind giving the Mortal Poison a new taste.

Feeling Wu Chang’s blatant hostility, the will of the world shut its eyes and sank back into the sea.

As the will of the world disappeared, Fujiwara Hideyuki’s grievance ended as well, and a blood-colored will emerged before Wu Chang.

[Find the Revelation Tablet and prevent the apocalypse.]

Meanwhile, in Wanghai City, You Feipeng grabbed the regional person in charge of the Revelation district, stopping a taxi.