Being a playful figure for a mont, Yang Qizhou felt quite joyful and refocused his attention on the phone.
The ga continues.
...
"Using the power of the ’Spiritual Dragon,’ your physical body reentered the Spirit Ocean."
"You traversed the Spirit Ocean,"
"You continued on your path,"
"Because of the ’Divine Descent Ceremony,’ the Spirit World ford by the residents of ’Asgard’ has suffered severe pollution, resembling the widespread contamination of the Sea of Dreams’ surface. One island after another is collapsing, and terrifying spiritual storms arise occasionally, disasters as horrific as a child’s chaotic scribbles."
"What surprised you, however... is that along your journey, you encountered no misfortunes. Unlike your previous experiences, wobbling ’islands’ miraculously held firm until you passed by and only collapsed afterward. So raging spiritual storms cald montarily the mont you approached."
"It feels as though a hidden and intangible force is secretly providing blessings, allowing you to move unobstructed."
"It is the incarnation of the Deception Lord,"
"This pillar Old God ruling over the ’Endless Abyss’ is secretly extending their aid to you."
"An epiphany erges in your heart,"
"Soon, you cross through the Spirit Ocean within the ’Asgard’ boundaries, escaping the influence of the ’Divine Descent Ceremony’ and arriving in the wilderness where the unknown and the mystic coexist, and horror and chaos thrive."
"With the experience of the previous destiny tiline in mind, you are acutely aware that your ti is running out,"
"You take out the ’Hidden Wizard King’s Notebook,’ and whisper to yourself, disregarding whether Itas can hear you... I need a space so absolutely hidden that even the ’King of Nature’ cannot detect it."
"[Hidden Wizard King’s Notebook] trembles faintly, and ethereal murmurs seep into your ears... Very well, once you select the location."
"You ponder deeply,"
"Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crosses your mind, and you think of a perfect spot."
"With urgency looming, you waste no ti and quickly retrieve the ’Teleportation Scroll.’ After a minute passes, radiant light engulfs your body, and your figure vanishes from the spot."
"When you open your eyes again, you find yourself in a small town,"
"The place lies in ruin, its walls adorned with moss and cobwebs, long abandoned. It is being steadily eroded by the unknown terrors of the wilderness, appearing no different from any other place."
"But you know full well that the facade belies a far deeper truth—in the depths of the town lies a force capable of bringing the ’Divine Sovereign’ to its demise."
"Indeed,"
"This is precisely the Doomsday Town that houses the ’Disaster Furnace.’
"How did you find this place? The spectral murmurs pierce the air again, but this ti, ’Itas’ lacks its usual composure."
"You refrain from wasting ti and cut straight to the point... Can I use this place? Will it cause any trouble for you?"
"The ’Hidden Wizard King’ remains silent longer than ever before, finally responding solemnly after a considerable pause... It will pose so degree of trouble, but nothing insurmountable. What are you planning to do next?"
"Without the mory of the previous destiny tiline, Itas is just as unaware of your intentions."
"You cast your gaze in the direction of ’Asgard,’"
"Its space is now distorted and illusory, with billowing black clouds shrouding the Sky Do, faintly revealing the anomaly of the ’Ten Thousand Miles of Jungle.’ Amid this, a majestic figure seated upon a throne slowly opens their eyes."
"You grin with aning, saying... You’ll know soon enough."
...
Everything is ready, save for the eastern wind.
A blasphemous wizard of ’Star Spirit’ rank daring to sche against the ’King of Nature,’ a pillar of the universe—just thinking about it is exhilarating.
As Yang Qizhou contemplates, his heart stirs involuntarily.
"Honorable lamp holder, the ceremony has begun. Unfathomable phantoms are manifesting within ’Asgard,’ and dreadful ’auras’ have begun to spill forth. What should we do next?" ’Mr. Death’s’ voice carries a palpable tension, and his frequent adjustnt of his glasses betrays his unease.
Yang Qizhou remains silent, scrutinizing ’Mr. Death’ from head to toe,
This causes ’Mr. Death’ to feel a chill of apprehension, his pustule-covered, twisted flesh recoiling half a step back as he stamrs, "M-my Lord, w-what are you observing? In my... my current state... I’m not fit."
What the hell are you rambling about? Watch yourself, or I’ll obliterate you.
Yang Qizhou glares sharply, sinking back into contemplation,
He vividly recalls how, during the previous destiny tiline, when the ’Deception Lord’s’ true form descended, ’Mr. Death,’ as a player, succumbed to extre corruption—transforming into sothing twisted, horrifying, and unspeakable, with faint indications of becoming a ’vessel.’
Yet the present ’Mr. Death’ shows no such anomalies, appearing consistent with his forr state,
"Indeed,"
"It seems the ’Deception Lord,’ upon learning of the sches of the ’King of Nature’ and the ’Master of Millions,’ discreetly altered their plan. For a pillar Old God embodying deception, evading their scrutiny is child’s play."
Yang Qizhou mutters quietly, growing increasingly eager for the unfolding narrative,
First, he soothes ’Mr. Death’s’ emotions, encouraging him to continue cooperating as his ga character. Then, once more, he directs his focus to the phone, refreshing the text in anticipation.
...
"The voice of the ’Hidden Wizard King’ Itas does not resurface, seemingly expressing dissatisfaction with your cryptic behavior. Nevertheless, she adheres to the agreent and opens the hidden realm for you."
"You smile and express your gratitude,"
"You wait,"
"You continue waiting."
"Suddenly, terrifying tremors emanate from beneath the earth, as tree after colossal tree bursts forth, obscuring the sunlight and fracturing the ground. The sky appears painted in vibrant green by the forces of life, yet this power offers no benefit to living creatures—instead, it heralds death."
"You recall the description Itas provided in the last destiny tiline... The entirety of ’Asgard,’ including the ’North Realm Abyss,’ was struck down from the ’Ancient Roots.’
"You are acutely aware—the ’King of Nature’ has made their move."
"Heh, now it’s my turn..."
"You murmur softly, then project your consciousness into the ’Old Roots of Profanation,’ wandering within the boundless darkness. Soon, a green light floods your vision—the root imprint of the ’King of Nature.’
"You envelop it with your intent and begin your incantation..."
"I,"
"In the na of the blasphemous wizard,"
"Cosmic embodint of nature, source of life’s green vitality, father of all living beings, the great King of Nature."
"I command you to return to the ’Source of Origin,’ to beco a lamb, to be shepherded anew."
"With the invocation complete, you instinctively mutter to yourself... Finally done, shepherding the ’King of Nature’ once more—this spectacle is bound to be montous."
"At that mont, within the endless darkness of the Old Roots, a colossal green vortex suddenly erges, nearly filling the space. At its center, an indescribable yet grotesque face gradually manifests, letting out cries of panic, fear, and madness..."
"This is... that fragnt of the ’Old Roots’... It’s you... Thief of destiny... Who are you really."
"The true form of the ’King of Nature’ is becoming clear within the green vortex."
"The ruler of the ’Radiant Kingdom,’ the Ancient God King who governs the symbol of ’Nature,’ is being shepherded anew."
"Given that this operation targets a pillar Ancient God, despite your outward composure, your heart remains taut with tension and vigilance. With a hint of jest, you remark... Forgotten so soon? Weren’t you eagerly awaiting my shepherding of the deity, so I could beco the true ’blasphemous wizard’ and then seek you out again?"
"It’s you."
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