Blasphemy Wizard by Deceit World-Chapter 307 - 279: The Existence Wizards View as an Enemy_2

Chapter 307: Chapter 279: The Existence Wizards View as an Enemy_2

"This is truly unimaginable."

"But soon, another question crossed your mind... Since the ’Four Indescribable Lands’ all possess power that does not fear the ’Lord of Blasphemy,’ why would they still allow the ’Blasphemous Wizard’ to rule the ancient world?"

"Could there be a deeper reason behind this?"

"You thought about Big White, who often meets the ’Mother of Beauty and Fertility’ in dreams, and figured he might know something hidden. So, you asked..."

"Dad, Dad, I’m really sorry. Mom never told me anything about this secret. I asked her before, but she said it’s not the right time. She also said that unless one achieves the rank of ’Old King’ and can directly perceive the true face of the ’Indescribable Lands,’ they cannot understand the truth of it all; otherwise, it would bring terrible pollution and disaster."

"The rank of ’Old King’?"

"Only at that level can one perceive the true face of the ’Indescribable Lands’?"

"Then I think I’ve been to the depths of the Dream Realm... and gazed upon the ’Dream Realm Master’... Does that count as seeing the true face of the Indescribable Lands?"

"Your thoughts wandered, recalling the Favored of the Lord of Night, ’Mysterious Shadow,’ whom you previously tricked into death. He had said that to understand the origins of the ’Dream Realm,’ one must surpass the rank of ’Divine Sovereign’ and reach the level of the Ancient Old Kings; otherwise, terrible things would happen."

"Even though curiosity overwhelmed you, you realized that you are merely at the ’Star Spirit God’ level, far from the rank of ’Old King.’ Even if you knew the truth, you’d likely be unable to bear its terrifying consequences. Not even the ’Destiny Fire Bottle’ could help most likely, so you suppressed the urge to seek disaster."

"Looking up, you stared at the fading light of the ’Ancient God Fire Lamp,’ piercing through the grayish gloom, revealing twisted and irregular architecture. You couldn’t help but continue asking... Big White, which figure among ’Dream,’ ’Mysterious,’ ’Doomsday,’ or ’Sun’ does this relic revere?"

"Big White spoke in a dejected voice... I don’t know either. I’m just a baby who’s been born for less than a day."

"After a pause, Big White added... I only know it’s definitely not one of Mom’s major avatars."

"It seems I can only explore on my own."

"Taking a deep breath, you comforted Big White, who seemed uneasy about being unable to answer all of your questions, and prepared to end the conversation."

"But just at that moment, a lively yet somewhat sulking voice sounded... Oh, Dad, I don’t like this maternal life form near you. Don’t forget you already have Mom, hmph."

"In the profound darkness lit faintly by the lamp’s weak flame, you faced the depths of the relic, your mind a storm of chaos."

...

"Hey, hey, kid."

"Your mom and I were just an accident. Oh, no, actually, I was forced by your mom. Really, when it comes down to it, I’m the victim here."

"Yang Qizhou was already too exhausted to comment on this part of the plot."

"Shrugging his shoulders, he quickly refocused on the hidden truths just revealed."

"Amazing... The game character hasn’t even formally explored the relic yet, but through this cheap son—or perhaps daughter—Big White, so many heavyweight revelations were learned."

"Only those at the ’Old King’ level can perceive the true face of the Indescribable Lands?"

"That’s a trait even the ’Pillar-level Old Gods,’ who uphold the universe, cannot achieve. At least the game character, before becoming a ’Blasphemous Wizard’ and herding gods, recognized the true faces of beings such as ’Wind Lord,’ ’Lord of Night,’ ’King of Nature,’ and ’King of Virtue,’ without anything terrible happening."

"It seems the external forces tied to the ’Indescribable Lands’ are deeper than anticipated."

"Meanwhile..."

"The game text of the Secret Cultivator shows the ’lamp holder’ game character suddenly halting exploration, murmuring inaudibly to themselves. No one knows what’s being said, steeped in eeriness. Observing the ’lamp holder,’ they’re seen frowning deeply, prompting immediate speculation."

"This mysterious relic buried in the underground sands must have led the ’lamp holder’ game character to some hidden truth."

"What could that truth be?"

"So curious..."

"Though tempted to ask, the Secret Cultivator suppressed their impulses, knowing that if it truly was valuable, the game character wouldn’t disclose it lightly—and might easily sow discord."

"’For now, playing it cool and watching for changes is the best choice,’ the Secret Cultivator thought."

"They redirected their focus to their phone and immersed themselves back into the game."

"The game resumed."

...

"Dark Crow of Profane Fortune, Dark Crow of Profane Fortune, why have you stopped? Did you discover something?"

"Shortly after you and Big White ended your conversation, the confused voice of the Secret Cultivator reached your ears. Observing you remain stationary for a long time, they couldn’t help but issue a reminder."

"You gestured dismissively, stating... It’s not really a discovery, just some new guesses. Let’s proceed."

"Alright."

"With the Secret Cultivator’s reply, the two of you continued onward without lingering, venturing deeper into the relic under the faint glimmer of the ’Ancient God Fire Lamp.’

"The scent of decay, the damp soil—it’s hard to imagine this is a relic buried under desert sands for tens of thousands of years."

"Through the faint light, you could vaguely make out desiccated corpses, long weathered, numbering in the thousands. They were posed in prayer, uniformly facing a single direction, as if engaged in a grand ritual."

"Aware that this relic might involve the ’Evil Gods’ of the Indescribable Lands, you dared not let your guard down. Proceeding cautiously, you summoned ’None’ to protect your sides and held ’Destiny Replay’ firmly in hand. The moment any disturbance arose, you were prepared to enter a ’Hidden’ state and instantly activate the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth.’"

"Yet, it seemed your concerns were unfounded."

"Whether by luck or the relic being less perilous than imagined, no disturbances arose during the exploration."

"The excited voice of the Secret Cultivator reached your ears... Dark Crow of Profane Fortune, come quickly. There’s something here."

"You hastened toward the sound, soon spotting the Secret Cultivator, who had been exploring a hundred meters away. Standing before a towering wall, the firelight illuminated a weathered but discernible relief sculpture and a line of unfamiliar, twisted text."

"Could this be a major discovery tied to the relic’s secret?"

"The thought crossed your mind."

"Your gaze first rested on the relief sculpture... a grand ritual featuring tens of thousands clad in ceremonial garments bowing toward a central throne. A figure sat upon it, its form indistinct yet seemingly overlooking all creation."

"But an unsettling detail stood out... above this figure, a twisted, life-filled stone door dominated the scene, drenched in gray tones." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Instead of the exalted figure receiving the ritual..."

"It appeared the door above was the true focus of worship."

"Your gaze shifted downward to the unfamiliar, twisted script."

"At that moment..."

"Through the power of fate, you comprehended the text.

"The Throne-stealing Devil, wielding the great might of ’Fate,’ enslaves all beings and sees the Dota Clan as mere white pigs for herding, plunging the world into despair..."

"Heavenly Descent,

"A being known as ’&（*￥）’ appears, foretelling the end of the universe, when the stars will shine brilliantly. They will descend from beyond the infinite void, and the Throne-stealing Devil will fall, restoring Fate to the world."

"????"

"Frowning deeply, you realized that the name of the ’Heavenly Descent’ figure had been occluded by a layer of misty white fog, making it impossible to discern."

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