Ga characters are not affected by the negative effects of the ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’?
Looking at the content on the screen, Yang Qizhou was slightly puzzled. Then he understood—it was just like the ’Dream Hidden World Clothes’ manifested by ’Destiny Reappearance.’ The ’Residual Ring of the King of Truth’ held by the ga character was not truly a ’Old King artifact’ but rely a reappearance of the 0.01-second fate that the ga character possessed. There was no second prior, nor a second thereafter. Naturally, it wouldn’t have any negative effects.
Just like the ’Dream Hidden World Clothes’...
"This ti, the Evil Gods of the Land of Prayer Light are likely to suffer another devastating blow." The corners of Yang Qizhou’s mouth reflexively curved upward, already imagining the imnse shadow that would loom over these Evil Gods.
How unfortunate...
This was simply a text-based adventure ga; it didn’t feature figures like the ’Eternal Curse God’ or the ’God of Foolish Malice,’ which weakened the visual impact, and deprived it of considerable fun.
Holding imnse curiosity about the upcoming plot, Yang Qizhou couldn’t wait to refocus his attention on his phone, oblivious to the peculiar gaze silently cast in his direction.
It was ’the lamp holder.’
She observed the enigmatic and unfathomable ’lamp holder,’ his expressions shifting between confusion, sinister smiles, and monts of deep malice. Feeling a chill down her spine, she couldn’t help but shudder.
"Was I too optimistic earlier? The ’lamp holder’ might not just be a simple archvillain... Hmm, yes... He’s a villain with a penchant for malicious amusent."
"At least I haven’t offended him,"
The ’lamp holder’ patting her chest in a gesture of fear, was worried she’d be caught spying on him and quickly redirected her focus back to the ga.
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"The torrent of fate flows like the endless Yangtze River. When the phantom manifestation of the ’King of Truth’ gradually beca obscure again, the ending was already foreordained."
"In the unseen depths of the Void, accompanied by invisible yet violent ripples, the Pure White Sun suddenly inflated hundreds of tis over. The chains already showing cracks imdiately shattered section by section. Erging faintly from the boundless radiance was a form every inch of whose flesh seed connected to endless Void, an aberrant and unnaable figure, clutching a Golden Balance."
"The consequences were horrifying..."
"Pure white fire swiftly engulfed the unseen realm, squeezing the Evil Gods’ brilliance in the Land of Prayer Light into barely a tenth of its prior glory. Faint groans of pain and grotesque snarls echoed distantly from the depths of the Void, clearly indicating significant suffering."
"But compared to the counterattack by the ’God of Justice,’ the ’Eternal Curse’ and ’God of Foolish Malice’ seed far more fixated on the words you had spoken earlier."
"No, impossible. All who wield power exceeding their bounds must pay an equivalent price—that’s the law of the universe. You’re lying to ; yes, you must be lying to ..." A strange, absurd, grotesque, yet incredulous, unimaginable, and fear-filled voice erged from the Void. It was undoubtedly the ’God of Foolish Malice,’ but after being repeatedly humiliated, its words carried noticeably less conviction.
"Then, hundreds of Eternal Sufferers on the battlefield in unison declared... External deities, we admit defeat. Stop, please stop. You have no idea the ambitions the ’God of Justice’ harbors. She seeks to open the gates of the Lost Heaven, which would..."
"The voice abruptly ceased; you could distinctly feel even greater turmoil arising in the Void, like tumultuous waves cascading one after another."
"The ’God of Justice’ had intervened, cutting off the ’Eternal Curse God’s’ words."
"Tch, even this interruption... Do you think I know nothing? Sorry... I know everything... And it was you Evil Gods from the Land of Prayer Light who admitted it to ... in the previous fate line."
"The corners of your mouth reflexively curled upward—you held the air of an observer beyond fate."
"At nearly the exact sa mont, an earth-shattering reversal unfolded on the Divine Battle Battlefield deep in the Void."
"Silvery streams of light erged one after another, as if imnse coiled serpents in the Void twisted together two rings that intricately overlapped. The majestic, vast, subli, age-old, and desolate figure there grew increasingly hazy, to the point of transparency, until at last, it vanished altogether."
"Simultaneously, a streak of brilliance swept across half the Sky Do. One of the Evil Gods from the Land of Prayer Light, sensing the tides turning irrevocably against them, fled the unseen realm, attempting to escape the Divine Battle Battlefield."
"But this very act imdiately caught the ’God of Justice’s’ attention..."
"Arcane, intricate whispers suffused with sacred virtues echoed through the Void. The Golden Balance emitted divine radiance, as thread after shimring thread floated upward, weaving into a murky silhouette bearing a resemblance of nearly ninety-nine percent to the escaping Evil God and placing it on the Balance’s left scale. On the opposing scale, a single feather erged from the Void, slowly descending."
"The Golden Balance tilted."
"Clearly, the weight of the silhouette woven from threads far exceeded that of the feather, and the beam quickly slanted toward the left."
"A voice laden with judgnt reverberated across the banks of the River of Two Judgnts... The unjust shall perish."
"No..."
"In that instant, terrible screams filled with despair emanated from the direction the unknown Evil God of the Land of Prayer Light had fled. Torrential black rain suddenly poured down, drenching tens of thousands of miles in the Land of Prayer Light, birthing countless warped catastrophes and twisted lifeforms."
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