The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?! Chapter 611: Chapter 611: Land of Curse

The broken World Ark, allegedly a magical treasure from ancient celestial gods.

It hung high above the firmant, resembling a floating continent, vast and boundless.

Atop this ark, there were mountains, lands, rivers, lakes, and cities… Its vastness overwheld even Li Muyang, who was ordinarily well-traveled and knowledgeable, when he first laid eyes on it.

Such a colossal ark, despite being dilapidated and damaged, still hung high in the sky, its legacy enduring through generations… Which celestial god had crafted this masterpiece?

Li Muyang furrowed his brows in thought, having never heard of the World Ark in ancient tis, nor of any celestial god who had forged such a splendid treasure.

Could it be a new magical treasure crafted by Jiang Xiaoyu after his death, amidst the dark turmoil and Chaos?

Li Muyang looked up at the sky, observing the massive ark floating above, and the factions of both celestials and demons from various sects gathered around the ark, demanding it hand over Li Damu and his spouse…

Li Muyang sighed and shook his head, "In this world, all hustle for profit."

Due to advancents in cultivation techniques, this continent's demands for innate talent in cultivation were not high—as long as one had resources to invest, even mortals could beco masters.

Cultivators flocked like carps crossing a river in great numbers, bringing about fierce conflicts over interests.

These cultivators neither practiced ntal thods nor comprehended the grand path, only chasing after resources—be it celestial or demonic paths, all ruthlessly pursued profit, dignity be damned.

It was simply the darkest underworld of immortal cultivation.

At this mont, Li Muyang, feeling disheartened, found himself growing fonder of the neighboring Tianyuan Continent's Mysterious Sword Sect.

The Mysterious Sword Sect, filled with good people, vanquishing demons, defending the Way, and protecting the common people, was the epito of righteousness, almost like a fairytale.

Li Muyang stood on the ground, silently observing the activities in the heavens above, pondering how to stealthily infiltrate the World Ark.

With cultivators from both celestial and demonic paths gathered outside the World Ark, forcing it to surrender people, the ark's entrances were tightly sealed and heavily guarded.

For Li Muyang, sneaking in would be extrely difficult.

While observing and contemplating, a system alert suddenly popped up in Li Muyang's view.

[New ga "Land of Curse" detected]

[Load new ga?]

[Yes/No]

The system alert popping up took Li Muyang by surprise.

A new ga?

Of course, he had to agree.

Without hesitation, Li Muyang chose to load it.

He was nearly sick of playing "Godslayer Simulator," a pixelated mini-ga.

On his way here, he had successfully completed the easy mode, earning a 50% cultivation bonus.

At that mont, Li Muyang's cultivation level was at the early stages of the Divine Wanderer realm (57%).

The challenge in normal mode escalated exponentially, and he was brutally massacred upon entering.

Although Li Muyang was still progressing, each ti slicing off a few more drops of blood from the BOSS, the progress was too slow and the gaplay tedious.

After all, this fighting mini-ga had no storyline and was incredibly difficult, probably only enjoyable for masochists.

Now the system had offered a new ga, providing a perfect change of pace.

As Li Muyang chose to load the ga, a loading progress bar popped up in his view.

This ti, the ga took a very long ti to load.

It loaded for a whole day and night before the ga finally loaded successfully… clearly a large-scale ga.

This made Li Muyang even more excited.

Once the ga loaded successfully, he eagerly clicked to enter.

Along with a fog-enshrouded landscape painting unfolding in his view, a dark mist appeared before Li Muyang.

As the mist spread in the center of his vision, a hysterical woman's sobbing echoed from the darkness.

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

The woman's cries set the stage.

In an instant, Li Muyang felt as though he had fallen into a bustling market, as countless noisy and pitiful cries suddenly exploded in his ears.

"I don't want to die! Don't want to die!"

"I want to live on! Live on!"

"My child! My child is only three years old, please show so rcy, at least save him!"

"Fairy Qinghe promised us! We would all survive! You can't ignore us!"

"I ca from Nanjiang City! Fairy Moxian! Fairy Moxian sent here! I need to get in!"

"This place isn't yours, you can't stop us!"

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Piercing screams, roars, and curses rolled past Li Muyang's ears like chaotic thunder.

Following that, a crowded flow of people appeared in his sight.

Countless people crying out, yelping in curses, pushing forward.

At the end of that scene was a forest of blades, cold swords blocking everyone trying to enter.

This disastrous scene made Li Muyang frown.

In the next instant, the scene changed, and the noise also faded.

On the quiet scroll, a solemn and empty Immortal Palace erged.

An Immortal with a blurred face stood quietly outside the great gate of the Immortal Palace, endless stairs beneath his feet, a cold hall behind him.

He stood indifferently at the top of the scroll, quietly overlooking the noisy, agitated crowd below.

The long stream of people surged like a tide, extending to the ends of the earth, countless in number.

The blurred-faced Immortal watched this scene indifferently and finally slowly raised his right hand, making a certain decision.

As the Immortal's gesture fell, the curtain of the scene also dropped, concealing both the Immortal and the desolate palace.

Lines of bold black and white script erged in the field of vision.

"The Immortal bearing sins, by his own hand, severed people's last path to survival."

"He, broke his promise."

"Thus, the curse followed like a shadow."

...

The bold black and white letters hung suspended, twinkling in the darkness.

Then, the black and white letters disappeared.

The cold, empty Immortal Palace erged again.

However, within this desolate palace, only ruins remained.

On the central high platform of the Immortal Palace, a twisted, broken corpse sat slumped.

The majestic robes on the corpse fluttered in the cold wind sweeping through the hall.

The remains of the Immortal sat silently in the center of the hall, in despair and solitude.

The scene began to retreat, the remains of the Immortal in the hall center growing more distant, smaller.

Eventually, the entire hall shrank within the scroll.

A huge, broken ark appeared on the scroll.

Nurous ghostly figures with sinister laughs swayed atop the ark.

Their ferocious, ugly apparitions tore open nurous rifts in the night sky with their howls.

Black and white letters erged again.

"Shadows, envelop this land."

"Despair, spreads to every corner."

"This is a land left from ancient tis, and also the Land of Curse."

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The opening CG that appeared in the view finally ended at this point.

Then, the ga entry interface appeared.

A colossal ark hovered in space, serving as the background.

But on this ark, vast as a continent, countless sinister and terrifying ghostly figures swayed, laughing sharply in the darkness, constantly moving near the ga text, seemingly eager to surge out of the screen and dismber and devour Li Muyang outside the screen.

Seeing this sinister and terrifying ga interface, and looking at the very familiar huge ark, Li Muyang's expression turned ugly.

"… My god! A horror ga?"

"And it's a horror ga based on the Ark from Beyond?"

Isn't this supposed Ark from Beyond supposed to be a secluded paradise away from strife?

How could there be so many ghosts and curses, damn it!

Li Muyang hated horror gas the most. He had played many gas in his previous life, but never touched horror gas.

Even the hottest horror gas held no interest for him.

Yet he had not expected that this ga would max out the horror elents.

And even used the Ark from Beyond as the map...

Looking up at the imnse ark above his head, Li Muyang muttered: ""

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