pappabearbooks Chapter 646 You're right, I am indeed a heretic.
Chapter 646 You're right, I am indeed a heretic.
Since the public beta launch, the Lingzai game's app forum has revealed more information that most players were previously unaware of.
This also includes information about the Venerable One and his descendants.
After all, the global sky anomalies caused when the Chaos impacted the world's barriers still need an explanation.
After the crying-faced monster displayed such terrifying suppressive power, Fortress and the others were already wondering which Venerable One he was.
In their view, only the offspring of a venerable one possess such domineering power.
"You're only thinking of leaving now? Isn't it a bit too late?"
It seemed that Fortress and the others were planning to leave the instance and return to reality.
The crying-faced man paused in his steps toward Wu Xiaoyou and suddenly said in a cold voice.
He then reached under the cloak made of countless strips of cloth and pulled out a strange mechanical device.
At first glance, it looks like a piece of crystal-clear amber placed in a square iron cage the size of a palm, except that what is sealed inside the amber is not an insect or animal specimen.
Instead, it was a strange eye.
Even with his eyes closed, he exuded an ominous aura.
The crying-faced monster turned the square iron cage like a Rubik's Cube, its pupils slightly opening a crack.
The appearance of this thing made Fortress and the others feel uneasy, and they almost instinctively wanted to leave this place.
However, after they finished the dungeon as usual, they silently chose to leave.
A notification from the previously unheard-of "Spiritual Calamity" game system appeared.
[Instance 17926 is being contaminated by %&*#]
[Interception failed!]
[Data error! Logout failed!]
"what?"
"How is this possible!?"
At this moment, even Ruoshui and Fortress, who considered themselves to have experienced various dungeons, instantly felt as if they had returned to the time when they first came into contact with the game, Lingzai.
That feeling of confusion instantly welled up in my heart.
What exactly did they do?!
If the crying-faced monster's apparent power was simply something they had never seen before, they could at least understand it after guessing that the other party was a descendant of a Venerable One.
The current situation has completely shattered everyone's worldview.
The return of the Necropolis game can be interrupted?!
Seeing that they were starting to look bewildered, the crying-faced man stopped paying attention to them.
He wants to kill these two eyesores first, and then he'll torture the rest of the ants.
Carrying a sickle, he slowly walked towards Wu Xiaoyou, seemingly enjoying the feeling of gradually breaking down the enemy's psychological defenses.
"As the only intelligent being I have ever seen capable of storing the power of the [Fragments of the Ancients] within their body."
"You deserve to be collected."
“I will take your head back and hang it in the most conspicuous place, and embed a [Fragment of the Past] in the skull as an ornament.”
The crying-faced man spoke calmly, placing the scythe in his hand against Wu Xiaoyou's neck.
It seems that with just a little force, it can be cut off smoothly.
Just then, Wu Xiaoyou suddenly looked up, staring intently at the eyes of his crying mask with a resentful gaze.
He paid no heed to the scythe held to his neck that could take his life at any moment.
He said through gritted teeth, "You will pay for everything you've done sooner or later..."
The guy in front of me is the culprit who killed my older sister, Wu Qing. In fact, if it weren't for the crying-faced monster pulling my older sister into the dungeon world, she could have saved her parents on the plane...
Wu Xiaoyou had never hated anyone so much.
Now she can't wait to tear the other person to pieces.
To this, the crying-faced man simply tilted his head slightly and said disdainfully, "I've done too many things to tell you, I don't know which one you're referring to."
"But that doesn't matter anymore, because your death will be the next one."
He had no idea that the ruthless immortal he had killed was connected with the woman in front of him.
At most, he only recognized the weapon Wu Wang used when he saw him wield the Xiaochuan Sword.
Having said that, he began to swing the sickle in his hand.
clang--
Almost simultaneously, the familiar metallic clanging sound rang out in front of the sickle.
Wu Xiaoyou, who was lying on the ground, disappeared, replaced by a ferocious serrated blade standing there.
"Since you owe so much debt."
"Then we'll probably have to collect some interest today."
Wu Wang's icy voice came from the side. His right hand wielded the dagger [Swallowing Thief] like a phantom, stabbing fiercely into the abdomen, while his left hand pointed the elemental gun at the head and pulled the trigger.
Just as the crying-faced monster was about to raise his hand to block it, a chill came from behind.
Wu Xiaoyou, who had just disappeared, reappeared behind him, clutching the familiar, dark purple longsword and pointing it directly at his back.
Laughing River Sword Effect 3: [The Destined One]!
Wu Xiaoyou has locked onto the crying-faced monster as her target and has three opportunities to teleport behind it.
However, the reappearance of the crown and six wings on her head made the crying-faced monster frown in confusion.
My [Undead - Vengeance] has failed?
Back then, I followed the War Lord, the offspring of the Chaos Venerable, to slaughter countless worlds, collecting the resentment of countless dying souls and sealing them inside this Death Scythe. The moment they are released, they will devour the life essence of their target.
Although what was released just now was only a small portion of the total amount, it was enough to kill a normal creature by ingesting it.
Even if the opponent is relying on the power of the [Fragments of the Past], they should only have a few breaths left from what they were saying just now.
And then there were those little devils who were banished to the side hall.
He showed absolutely no signs of weakness.
In the end what happened?
The crying-faced man's mind raced. Upon realizing the siblings' coordinated attack, he almost instantly went through all the questions.
boom--
The spot where they stood exploded with a deafening roar under the swift onslaught.
Wu Wang and Wu Xiaoyou looked at the blade stuck in the ground and the several-meter-deep crater blasted out by the earth element bullet.
The siblings slowly stood up and looked to the side.
That is the tallest tree in the courtyard inside the gate of Cibei Temple.
A giant scythe and a crying-faced monster slowly rose from the shadows of the trees, which visibly yellowed and withered.
His gaze toward the siblings became slightly more serious than before.
"Interesting, the human species has such potential."
"No wonder it was chosen by the spiritual disaster."
He gently rubbed the sickle in his hand, and even though he looked at them a little more directly, his tone still didn't take the two of them seriously.
Ultimately, the other party is still just playing with their feelings.
Even if she was slightly annoyed before, it was only because she was unhappy that Wu Wang, that insect, had burned the corner of her clothes.
However, at that moment, Wu Wang's even more contemptuous and sarcastic voice rang out:
"Oh? Is that so? Don't you know how much potential humans have? Then who was that guy who was scared out of his wits by the Azure Dragon Sword before? It wasn't you, was it?"
Admittedly, he probably couldn't beat his opponent right now, but when it came to verbal skills, Wu Wang believed he was second to none.
As expected, these words immediately shattered the man's playful attitude.
His tone turned somber: "Your glibness won't change the fact that you're about to be killed."
Upon hearing this, Wu Wang suddenly revealed a mysterious smile.
He said to the fortress and the others, "Try again."
After witnessing the perilous nature of their several clashes, the other players had no choice but to immediately obey Wu Wang's commands.
The next second, to the bewilderment of the crying-faced monster, the other players vanished on the spot, turning into specks of starlight.
They've returned to reality!
"How could this be..."
The crying-faced man subconsciously looked down at the strange Rubik's Cube device in his hand.
Sure enough, something was amiss.
The iron cage remained, but the pupil in the amber had disappeared.
The eye sockets on his crying mask narrowed dramatically, as if the mask was no longer just on his face, but had truly become his face.
"You are... a favorite?"
Even the crying-faced weirdo, who was able to think of countless questions the moment he was attacked, stood there staring at Wu Wang's mysterious smile for several seconds before he could make an unsure deduction.
Upon hearing this, Wu Wang slowly raised his hand, revealing his wrist, and grinned, "He said...it's delicious..."
The moment the other party took out this strange device to interrupt the Spirit Disaster game and return to reality, Wu Wang immediately sensed what that familiar aura was.
The aura of the Abyss God!
Sealed within that amber was the eye of a creature imbued with the aura of the Abyss God.
I don't know how this thing works, but it seems to make the game detect that the instance is being invaded by the aura of the Abyss God, thus causing a bug that interrupts the process of returning to reality.
Just like the beginner dungeon I played back then.
While others might be discovering for the first time that returning to reality could fail, Wu Wang knew about this possibility from the very beginning.
Just now, with a serrated blade in front of him, a thief to his side, a gun barrel above his head, and even a sword in his back, the way the crying-faced monster dodged was the same as when he saw the Azure Dragon's sword strike: he completely merging downwards into the shadows.
However, unlike Wu Wang's [Shadow Fighting Technique], which only allows him to control his own shadow, the opponent can also emerge from the shadow of other objects.
Even so, in that instant, Wu Wang's hand still touched that strange device.
The Abyss God Mark on its wrist naturally wouldn't let go of this little snack offered to its mouth, swallowing the pupil at a speed that was completely imperceptible.
This also allowed the return process of the Necropolis game to function normally again.
"Second sister, are you alright?"
Wu Wang glanced at Wu Xiaoyou, who was holding the Xiaochuan Sword and assuming a sword stance, and asked.
He has the mark of the Abyss God on his body, and any strange and dirty things that touch him will be eaten. This thing really isn't picky about food.
As for the second sister...
Wu Xiaoyou said calmly, "It's alright. I can control the Yin spirits."
She did indeed become weak at that moment under the attack of those ghostly spirits that were sucking away people's life force.
However, once the spirit came into contact with the power of the [Old Days], it quickly submitted to him and returned all the essence, energy, and spirit that had just been taken from him.
Just like when she followed Wu Wang into the underworld, Wu Xiaoyou had a natural ability to suppress these spirits.
"That's good. I also have something new to show this guy." Wu Wang put the thief back into his backpack and gripped the serrated blade stuck in the ground.
He hoisted it onto his shoulder and slowly bent down, a strange silvery-white light slowly appearing in his eyes, and his breathing gradually became calm.
He knew he had absolutely no chance of actually killing the other person.
But it's absolutely impossible to simply turn around and choose to return to reality.
In the previous battle in the capital, the enemy beat me so badly that I could only run away with my tail between my legs. I had no power to resist except to escape.
This battle must continue until I am satisfied.
The crying-faced weirdo, who had initially been toying with Wu Wang, suddenly frowned and looked at Wu Wang, who seemed to be undergoing some kind of change, before slowly speaking:
"You have a smell that I don't like."
"That is……"
brush--
Before he finished speaking, Wu Wang vanished from the spot.
His figure appeared in front of the crying-faced monster, revealing a slightly manic expression as he raised the fanged blade in his hand and pointed it directly at the monster's chest.
clang--
Although he was still blocked by the crying-faced monster with his scythe, it was clear that he was no longer as at ease as before.
This time, the opponent's reaction speed was noticeably slower; if Wu Wang had been a little faster, he might have actually hit the target.
The crying-faced monster also sensed something strange about this.
This time, the Flash gave him a completely different feeling.
If one could sense that when Wu Wang used some kind of movement ability to teleport, there would be slight fluctuations in the surrounding air that could be detected.
This situation is completely absent now.
It was as if Wu Wang hadn't teleported there using a movement ability, but rather that he had actually been standing there all along, ready to draw his sword at any moment.
It wasn't that the knife was aimed at him, but rather that his position caused him to bump into the knife.
Click—
Wu Wang pulled the trigger of the elemental gun in his hand.
However, the crying-faced man did not see any power emerging from the muzzle of the gun.
But the next second, a scorching bullet appeared in front of him, pointing directly at his head and almost touching his mask.
The crying-faced monster suddenly turned its head to dodge, but a tiny, almost invisible crack appeared in the white mask on its face.
He got hit.
The bullet appeared out of thin air, without any warning before it hit me.
The crying-faced monster swung its scythe with overwhelming force, sending Wu Wang flying along with the toothed blade.
call--
Suddenly, he noticed that the figure that had clearly lost its balance and flown into the air had reappeared behind him.
Even the serrated blade remained as if it had just been drawn from his waist, showing no signs of exertion from the clash with him.
It was that strange feeling again. Wu Wang didn't seem to have been thrown into the air, nor did he seem to have teleported in mid-air.
Instead, they waited in that position behind them for the opponent to make a mistake.
"【Shadow Erosion Cage】"
The crying-faced monster gripped his scythe and said coldly without turning his head.
The shadow beneath his feet melted away like flowing water in an instant, almost instantly enveloping the entire deep mountain where Cibei Temple was located.
Even the sky above wasn't spared; it seemed as if his shadow swallowed up everything in the world.
This is clearly the effect of some kind of skill.
In this shadowy realm, the siblings felt an indescribable malice coming from all directions, as if they were not facing a crying monster, but countless versions of him who could attack from any place at any time.
The figure that had been standing in front of Wu Wang also melted into this world made of shadows.
The next second, the crying-faced monster's voice echoed throughout the deep mountains.
"That's the stench of eternity."
"As a favored one, how can you gain the approval of [Eternity]?"
"What a complete heretic."
In response, Wu Wang looked up and surveyed his surroundings. His eyes, gleaming with a silvery-white light, stood out exceptionally in this world of shadows where there was no light.
He raised his hand to touch the mysterious runes that were beginning to appear on his face, extending from his back, and grinned:
“You’re right, I am a heretic.”
"For a [Twisted] offspring like you, [Eternity] is the greatest heresy, isn't it? So this is the perfect way to deal with you."
"【Eternity·Karma Realm】"
Extract the aura of eternity from the Feast of the Gods and sigh!
Pirated talent trial card! Activate! (End of Chapter)