This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 1219 - 546: Acquisition of a New Prison Buddy_Part 2

In general, this was a well-conceived trap.

From the moment Mu You entered the scene, to Cain using the body of a young boy to come to Earth, then to manipulating him into opening the Stone Coffin...

Everything had been meticulously planned, all for the final step: to make him willingly open the Stone Coffin and then be dragged into the blood pool to complete the Reincarnation Ritual.

"Hehe, have you finally understood? Unfortunately, it’s too late..."

The pleasant voice of a young girl continued to echo from behind him, sounding as delightful as Wind Chimes, yet her words were unbelievably venomous.

"Your greed has doomed you. If you could have been content with what you had and not coveted the Divine Artifact, how could you have fallen for the Reincarnation Trap? This is just like that woman back then... Inside the Blood Coffin, she had the power to fight back, but she chose not to. The guilt she felt toward me caused a moment’s hesitation, and that’s how I got her. Hehe, such hypocritical goodness... In the end, the fate you’re now facing is all of your own making!"

Mu You didn’t counter, for at that moment, he had no ability to do so. He already felt an alien thought making its way directly into his consciousness.

"Found it, the Sea of Spiritual Consciousness..."

In the silent and empty space, suddenly a boy’s cold laugh sounded.

The young boy descended from the sky and finally landed on a fog-covered surface.

The boy had a hunched figure and a birth defect in his right leg; limping on the water’s surface, he moved around. He clicked his tongue at the mist surrounding him and swept his hand as if shooing it away, causing the fog to dissipate rapidly.

However, seeing the scene that emerged before him, the boy furrowed his brows.

"A... tower?"

The boy, surprised, looked up at the ceiling and the staircase in the distance that led to the upper levels. Other people’s sea of consciousness was either a lake or a flat land; how could there be a tower in this person’s mind?

The boy didn’t think too much, hurried toward the staircase, and began to climb, trying to find the place where Mu You’s true consciousness was hiding. Once he found Mu You’s conscious self, he could replace it and complete the Reincarnation Ritual.

In his view, everything before him was just a protective illusion. Since it was a ’tower,’ the other party’s consciousness was likely hidden at the top.

The boy began to climb the tower with effort, but soon realized that it was excessively tall. He had climbed hundreds of floors and still did not see the top.

Luckily, the flow of time in the world of consciousness was different from the outside world. An hour here might only be an instant outside.

The boy continued to climb relentlessly. After several hours, he finally found the top of the tower.

"Thunder... Peak?"

The boy looked at the plaque hanging at the top of the tower, not quite understanding the meaning of this name.

After reaching the top, the boy hurriedly rushed inside, eager to start his search.

But before he got far, he suddenly felt a strange chill behind him. The boy’s body stiffened, and as he mechanically turned around, he saw a pair of snake eyes appearing in the space behind him.

"Kid, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, giggle giggle, from now on, you will be my plaything, doomed to stay here with me forever..."

A mocking laugh suddenly came from the ceiling overhead.

The boy shivered uncontrollably, and for some reason, those snake eyes instilled in him a primal fear—as if the entity before him was his natural nemesis and that he was powerless before it, destined to become nothing more than a plaything.

Had he been waiting for a long time? Was this a trap?

The boy quickly realized this and, shocked, he didn’t stop to think of anything else but turned and ran.

He completely disregarded his disabled leg, tumbling and scrambling downstairs at a speed many times faster than when he had ascended.

Still, he could always hear the rustling sound behind him, the unmistakable noise of a serpent slithering and flicking its tongue.

The boy trembled like a leaf, not daring to look back. The thought of reincarnation had already left his mind; his only thought now was to escape from this place as quickly as possible.

Yet the tower was more bizarre than he had imagined. It had taken at most a hundred floors to ascend, but now, as he descended, even after more than two hundred floors, the bottom of the tower was still nowhere in sight. It was as if the tower had no end and led straight down to Jiu You Hell.

The boy grew increasingly panicked and continued downward, drenched in sweat.

Finally, upon entering a certain level, he faintly saw a door.

The boy was overjoyed, like a drowning person grasping at the only straw, and hurried toward the door.

But as he neared, he realized that there was something wrong with this door. It was labeled as a ’door,’ but it resembled a mass of chaotic energy.

He, descended from the Blood God, was a god of Order by nature, so he was particularly sensitive to this chaotic energy.

The boy had a feeling that as soon as he approached this door, he would be entangled by this dangerous entity, and he might never be able to free himself from it for the rest of his life.

However, compared to the entity chasing him from behind, this threat in front of him genuinely didn’t seem like much. Even if this thing entangled him, it would, at most, be a nuisance and not life-threatening. But the pursuer behind, that was something that would make him wish he was dead!

The choice was clear!

The boy hesitated only momentarily next to the door, then without any second thoughts, he charged at the beam of light.

Upon contact with the light gate, true to his fear, that pitch-black mass rapidly wrapped around him. The surging Chaos Energy nearly suffocated him, but there was no time to care. Like someone caught in a quagmire, he dragged the heavy burden on his body, and escaped the mire...