Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World-Chapter 297 - 274: The Roar of the Evil Gods (4000 words)_2
Chapter 297: Chapter 274: The Roar of the Evil Gods (4000 words)_2
"You remain in the ’Hidden’ state, channeling your will into the awakened ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’ and driving it into the depths of the unseen dimension, into the battlefield of the divine war..."
"Though there was no sound, an immensely terrifying tremor rippled across the entire Land of Prayer Light. The already warped land, riddled with mutations, became even more horrifying with the appearance of the second ’Old King Artifact,’"
"Countless lives across several cities were extinguished in an instant."
"Many ancient beings had no time to react before suffering unimaginable wounds."
"Above the Sky Dome, darkness engulfed it one moment, only for golden light to pierce through the next, creating a chaotic overlap of day and night."
"Meanwhile, in the depths of the void within the unseen dimension, countless black tentacles began wrenching at the chains entwining the Pure White Sun. Then, an enormous Abyssal maw with spiral, jagged teeth bit down savagely. This was not mere carnage of flesh but a clash between equal symbols. Yet, the dimensional grandeur of blossoms was so profound that no flesh-bound life could perceive its entirety. Thus, what the eye saw was merely this fragmented picture..."
"The ’God of Justice’ naturally would not let such a rare opportunity slip by. The Pure White Sun swelled instantly, its incandescent flames burning with greater ferocity. The chains wrapped around it began to crack, one fissure after another. Perhaps it wouldn’t take long before the binding forged by the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’ would be utterly destroyed."
"From the void came a furious roar tinged with a hint of fear... ’Damnable Foreign God! Where are you? I will kill you! Kill you! Kill you!’"
"That voice... it must belong to the ’God of Foolish Mischief,’ right? Even a god of your stature can’t maintain your dignity or that peculiar, jesting, grotesque tone—yet you still dare to spew threats?"
"Still shrouded in ’Hidden’ state, your smile grew even brighter."
"Amid the ’Strange Ring’ that ensnared the Land of Prayer Light, the Evil Gods within were equally cognizant of the crisis unfolding. After a brief silence, the aura of the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’ suddenly shifted. A massive ring spread, encompassing most of the ’River of Two Judgments,’ while a horrifying vision began to surface faintly in an illusory, hazy form."
"It was an utterly terrifying scene... A being whose incomprehensibly vast form appeared to occupy half the world was manifesting. Its right arm alone stretched across most of the space, while a crown intermittently flickered into view. Ancient, desolate, immense, eternal, exalted—such an aura transformed steadily from fiction to reality."
"’Is this... the King of Truth?’"
"The Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light sought to utilize the first effect of the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’ to make manifest in reality this god who had perished during the end of the Third Epoch."
"Familiar with the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth,’ you soon grasped their intention."
"And indeed, your conjecture proved correct."
"A voice filled with hatred, anger, and a reluctant helplessness echoed from the void... ’Cursed Foreign God! Do you know how much preparation we undertook to mitigate the negative effects of the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’? How many subjects we sacrificed in blood to make this possible? Yet you ruined everything! Come out, you cowardly weakling; face me one-on-one if you’re brave!’"
"That voice... isn’t that the usually calm, sinister-toned god of the Land of Prayer Light?"
"It seems even They have lost their composure."
"Your grin turned smugger, yet you didn’t relinquish the ’Hidden’ state nor deigned to respond. Instead, you began pondering the information revealed within that unknown Evil God’s words."
"Hmm, yes... It makes sense now. In the previous war, the Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light refrained from employing the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’ precisely because they had not yet completed their preparations to evade its negative effects. This time, clearly, those preparations were finished—hence their brazen use of this horrifying Super Legendary Ancient Item..."
"But their efforts likely only suffice to mitigate the risks of invoking the ring’s second effect—that is, awakening it. When utilizing the first effect, however, the ensuing negative effects must be borne solely by the Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light."
"Could it be that They assumed relying solely on the second effect—awaking the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’—would suffice to handle the ’God of Justice,’ and thus avoided further preparations?"
"Or perhaps my sudden intervention disrupted their original plans, forcing the Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light into an abrupt final confrontation, leaving no time for additional readiness."
"Perhaps it’s both."
"Yet the fleeting smugness on your face quickly gave way to a serious expression."
"There’s no denying the terror of the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’s’ first effect—it allows the bearer to envision an illusory scene in their mind and gradually manifest it in reality in a plausible manner."
"The Land of Prayer Light is the place of the King of Truth’s fall,"
"And the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’ is the remnant of this Ancient Old King."
"The combination of these factors makes the re-manifestation of the ’King of Truth’ a logical possibility."
"It makes sense..."
"As the ’King of Truth’s’ projection grew increasingly vivid, silver-white particles began spreading across the void. Indescribable, strange, and incomprehensible waves emerged, attempting to erase, replace, and rewrite the very existence of the ’God of Justice.’"
"The Pure White Sun, straining against its chains and pulsating with expanding intensity, clearly sensed the impending peril. It trembled even more violently, causing the unseen dimension to quake, as though it might collapse at any moment..."
"Alas, though the will awakening within the ’God of Justice’ was terrifying, it was ultimately but willpower, not the actual essence of that formidable being. Against the power of an ’Ancient Old King,’ resistance proved futile. Pure white incandescence grew mottled with specks of silver."
"When the ’King of Truth’ materialized fully, the ’God of Justice’ would inevitably fall."
"Clarity dawned in your mind."
"Perhaps years of repression—or the storm of unforeseen contingencies—had left the Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light incapable of restraint. A chorus of enraged roars echoed from the void... ’The King of Truth’ will briefly descend. Against the power of this Ancient Old King, Foreign God, how do you intend to save anyone?"
"How to save?"
"Naturally, by standing firm—not by lying down."
"With a smirk tugging at your lips, you naturally refused to permit the ’God of Justice’ to perish. You likewise activated the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’s’ first effect... The once-clear and stabilizing silhouette of the ’King of Truth’ suddenly faltered, becoming blurry, fading, eventually dissipating into a form imperceptible to normal human eyes."
"The enraged shouts in the void were abruptly cut short, plunging the unseen dimension into a brief yet harrowing silence."
"’All of you seem to have forgotten—I, too, possess the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth.’ If you can manifest a scene, then why can’t I erase a scene?’"
"Your voice was soft, but surely the Evil Gods, with their exalted statuses, heard it even within the depths of the void."
"And sure enough..."
"Upon the battlefield, hundreds of Eternal Sufferers spoke as one, their collective tone filled with confusion... ’Foreign God, you’d go this far to save the ’God of Justice’? What is it you seek, and what could you possibly gain?’"
"Then, a stern, wrathful, yet conflicted voice reverberated from the void... ’You dared to use the first authority of the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’? Do you understand the terrifying negative effects it holds, you damned fool? Soon, your flesh will merge with this Ancient Item, your mind descending into madness. Your body will twist and deform until you die, a total abomination, mired in endless regret.’"
"That voice... is it the ’God of Foolish Mischief’? Hah, even Their tone has shifted."
"With a faint chuckle, you said... ’Mistake after mistake. Who told you this—who told you I would be subject to the negative effects of the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’?"
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