Seeing the content on the text, Yang Qizhou’s heart tensed up, worrying about whether he could successfully enter the "Land of Truth."
In fact, the "God of Justice" had never explicitly stated that the road marker left by the "Correct Wizard King" in the Truth Hut was the entrance to the "Land of Truth." This conclusion was rely deduced based on previous experiences along the threads of fate,
and under normal circumstances,
Yang Qizhou would definitely investigate thoroughly first, probing multiple tis to confirm that there was no danger and that the area indeed possessed the function of leading to the "Land of Truth" before taking action accordingly.
He believed that the ga character would do the sa,
but now, that was no longer an option. The ga character was being relentlessly hunted by the "Master of Millions," and calamity could strike at any mont. Only by heading to the realm ruled by the "Lord of Blasphemy" could he escape that horrifying gaze. Ti was of the essence; there was simply no room for verification, so he had to take the risk and try.
"That’s right,"
"According to ’Philis,’ the mastermind who once caused the arrival of the ’Day of Fallen’ and the death of the ’Lord of Blasphemy,’ the ’Correct’ among the six great Wizard Kings, is said to be slumbering within the Land of Truth. I wonder if the ga character might encounter Him upon entry."
At this mont,
the ga text was auto-refreshing.
...
"The coordinates left by the ’Correct Wizard King.’
"You fix your gaze on the phantom in the white priestly robe before you. Based on your experience along the previous thread of fate, you’re well aware of the reality concealed behind the scene in front of you."
"And at this very mont..."
"The ’Correct Coordinates’ appeared to react to your arrival, triggering activation. You see space begin to tremble, and an inky-black vortex manifests around you. The surrounding scenery grows increasingly illusionary, and the anomaly continues to contract, seemingly intent on engulfing you."
"You do not resist and, in fact, silently pray for it to hurry."
"Suddenly,"
"The once-unfathomable vortex brimming with cryptic concepts violently trembled, shaking even the concept of direction itself. Then, an oozing, slick tentacle forced its way into the vortex, stretching toward you. An indescribably terrifying eye opened outside the vortex, piercing through the darkness to fix its gaze directly ahead."
"The ’Master of Millions’ is interfering, attempting to use the power of the ’Cosmic Pillar’ to forcibly disrupt the coordinate’s effect."
"Cracks began to crawl across the vortex, as if it could shatter at any mont."
"At the critical juncture,"
"You didn’t hesitate. You imdiately invoked the ’Disaster Furnace,’ rging part of yourself with the ’Doomsday Land,’ harnessing the power of cosmic annihilation to confront the horrifying, slick tentacle. After doing so, you still felt insecure. Drawing upon your understanding of the ’Doomsday Land’s’ essence, you reached out to another ’Doomsday Artifact,’ throwing everything you had into the confrontation without regard for the outco."
"Boom."
"It wasn’t a physical explosion but an abstract groan suffused with conceptual weight. You saw the ’Master of Millions’ slick tentacle suddenly engulfed by crimson flas, pierced by blades, and subjected to all manner of ’Doomsday Concepts’ materializing on the real-world level. While inflicting substantial damage, it also drove the tentacle back."
"But soon,"
"The ’Master of Millions’ launched an even more ferocious assault. Countless slick tentacles clung tightly to the vortex, incessantly pounding against it, making you feel as though your entire body was on the verge of twisting apart."
"And it was at this mont that the illusory vortex fully swallowed you."
"When you opened your eyes again, you had already left the ’Truth Hut.’ What lay before you was a world rife with horrific phenona, swirling storms, and an eerie, terrifying atmosphere."
"You had entered the ’Land of Truth’ and escaped the pursuit of the ’Master of Millions.’"
"Congratulations on entering the ’Land of Truth’ and achieving a fate transcendence. The ga will now update over a 24-hour period. During this ti, the spaceti of the ga character will be completely frozen. Rest assured, once the update is complete, a new journey will begin."
...
The ga character had finally evaded the ’Master of Millions.’ Although he hadn’t faced any actual life-threatening perils along the way, the process had been quite thrilling nonetheless.
Yang Qizhou grinned,
but the next mont, his smile faded, and he furrowed his brows slightly.
The ga had updated?
"Dead Mr., Mystic Seeker, has your ga updated?" Yang Qizhou pondered for a mont, before raising his head to ask the two. He had long been aware of the ’Mystic Seeker’s’ presence, but the urgency of the plot had prevented him from addressing it earlier.
Ga update?
’Dead Mr.’ and ’Mystic Seeker’ looked bewildered. They checked their phones and then both shook their heads.
"Hey, hey, hey! What about ? I’m a person too! A beautiful young girl, no less. Why aren’t you asking , you jerk?" The rabbit fud inwardly upon being completely ignored by the ’lamp holder.’ But faced with this terrifying ’Deceit Bureau’s only unregistered S-rank player,’ she dared not voice her complaints, ultimately swallowing her grievances.
None of the other players’ gas had updated.
It seed this ga update was specific to him alone.
Involuntarily, Yang Qizhou thought of what ’Philis’ had ntioned: the ’Lord of Blasphemy’s’ prophecy.
The script had already been written; the ’Land of Truth’ was the grand stage. After countless eons, a ’Blasphemous Wizard’ would step foot here. He would be the protagonist, destined to follow the established storyline, find the lost emblem, and reclaim the supre throne. The glory of yore would once again illuminate the ancient lands.
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