Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World-Chapter 296 - 274: The Roar of the Evil Gods (4000 words)

Don’t believe it?

I wouldn’t believe it either. The idea that there could be a second "Remnant Ring of the True King" in this world is absurd. Yet reality is often this cruel... Even though, from my perspective, this is nothing more than a text-based adventure game.

Returning my gaze to the phone, Yang Qizhou had already predicted what plot developments were about to unfold, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curved upward.

The game continued.

...

"You activated the ’Remnant Ring of the King of Truth’..."

"On the battlefield, streams of silver-white light began emerging one after another—ancient, vast, grand, and sublime. An unimaginable aura awakened along the River of Two Judgments. Circular flesh was torn apart, and tentacles swayed midair, extending in all directions. Wherever they reached, the original reality was twisted and replaced by another."

"This ’Super Legendary’ ancient object... is coming to life."

"All deities and extraordinary beings on the battlefield were horrified by this transformation..."

"In the depths of the void, amidst utter darkness, the God of Black Mist—who had been holding back ’Nothingness,’ the ’Doomsday Apostle,’ and the ’Doomsday Knight’—suddenly withdrew, transforming into a wisp of black mist in an attempt to escape the Divine Battle Battlefield. Unfortunately, the maid-like figure, dancing like an Elf and embodying their master’s will, was already prepared. How could she possibly allow Him to escape?"

"A chilling radiance capable of threatening gods emerged. This time, it was the God of Black Mist’s turn to be unable to flee."

"Simultaneously,"

"The streams of silver-white light combating the illusory purple ocean also received a mysterious will. They began to dissipate rapidly. However, the power of this reality had already entangled itself with the dream realm, making a clean break nearly impossible."

"The ’Blasphemous Wizard,’ lurking in the shadows, felt a growing desire to retreat and escape from this grand battle."

"You immediately realized this possibility..."

"Of course, you did not let your guard down. You continued to remain vigilant against this mysterious peer who orchestrated events from the shadows, suspecting they might once again secretly intervene. Simultaneously, your gaze fell into the imperceptible depths of the void. With a faint smirk, you said... Wait, how did this ’Remnant Ring of the True King’ come to life? Isn’t it supposed to be fake? Could it be... real?"

"The ancient object you revived using ’Destiny Replay’ actually came to life. Clearly, this caused immense shock to the Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light..."

"In the void’s depths, an unsettling mixture of bizarre, absurd, and terrifying sounds echoed... ’Your Remnant Ring of the True King is real? No, impossible, an illusion. This has to be an illusion. Damn you, foreign deity, you won’t deceive me.’"

"Soon after, another low, heavy, and cold voice reverberated in the void: ’The problem occurred in that minuscule 0.01-second moment. Despicable foreign deity, during that fleeting instant, you somehow used an inexplicable and strange method to replicate the Remnant Ring of the True King.’"

"Hundreds of Eternal Sufferers also shouted in unison: ’Stop, foreign deity, as long as you refrain from participating in this godly war, the God of Justice’s promises can be extended to you. We can offer you even more.’"

...

Reading the text on the screen, Yang Qizhou instinctively smirked...

Now they’re panicking, huh? What happened to that arrogant bravado when mocking the game character earlier? Oh, I prefer your previously defiant and unruly attitude. Do bring it back, won’t you?

"Lamp Holder, uh... never mind, it’s nothing..." A strange voice reached his ears. The Arcane Practitioner opened their mouth as if about to speak but quickly fell silent, appearing hesitant.

Yang Qizhou, unimpressed, said, "Miss, could you stop cutting your sentences halfway? If there’s something to say, just say it already."

The Arcane Practitioner frowned slightly, hesitating on their expression. "Well... it’s still better left unsaid. I’m worried that saying it might upset you."

Clearly, this wouldn’t be good news.

Narrowing his eyes, Yang Qizhou said, "It’s fine, go ahead. I promise I won’t get angry."

"Alright then..."

As though waiting for this exact assurance, the Arcane Practitioner spoke at 0.2x faster speed than before: "You were just laughing, laughing, and laughing—like a villain. Yeah, like one of those scheming, maniacally grinning big bad guys whose plans just succeeded."

Was it that obvious?

Yang Qizhou rubbed his chin, casting a half-annoyed, half-amused ambiguous glance at the Arcane Practitioner. Then, he diverted his attention back to the game.

’Lamp Holder’ seemed quite pleased by the earlier remark. Could he truly be a villain...

Numerous thoughts swirled through the Arcane Practitioner’s mind.

The game continued.

...

"At this moment, the godly war took another twist of fate."

"The ’Pure White Sun,’ which had been at an absolute disadvantage and on the verge of being crushed by two linking chains, seized upon the Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light’s momentary distraction—caused by the mental shock—and began a vigorous struggle once again. The void trembled as drop after drop of golden blood spilled forth. Although it was still incapable of truly breaking free from the ’Remnant Ring of the True King,’ the dire situation of imminent defeat was greatly alleviated,"

"Perhaps out of fear that you might truly be tempted, or for some other reason, a friendly, amiable voice echoed once more in the void... ’Misty foreigner, what you desire, the Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light cannot provide.’"

"Naturally, you wouldn’t be swayed by the Eternal Curse God’s manipulation to abandon your oath with the God of Justice in favor of trusting a group of twisted, chaotic Evil Gods."

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