The Blasphemous Wizard of the Weird World

Chapter 271 The Resurrection of the Ancient King

real world……

"Sir 'Lamp Bearer', there shouldn't be any problem with the game character cooperating with the 'God of Justice'." The voice of the secret cultivator came, and thinking of the conversation between the two parties in the text, his heart was filled with uneasiness.

Of course there is a problem, and it is not a small one.

The 'God of Justice' is shrouded in mystery. The evil gods of the 'Land of Prayer for Light' say that a terrible will has revived in Him, and He Himself says that He has been polluted by divinity. The most bizarre thing is... the 'God of Justice' is clearly the reanimated 'Emblem of Justice', but He is willing to hand over this divine sacrifice from the 'King of Virtue' to Himself after repelling the evil gods.

If there is even a modicum of truth in His words, that's pretty good.

Yang Qizhou thought to himself and said jokingly: "Then we refuse to cooperate with the 'God of Justice' and let the game character run away halfway?"

The secret cultivator showed obvious confusion on his face. After a moment, he lowered his head and said, "At least for now, the God of Justice has not shown any ill intentions. Perhaps we can trust Him this time."

You don't believe in the God of Justice.
You are reluctant to give up the opportunity to become a god that is so close to you.

Yang Qizhou shrugged his shoulders, said nothing more, and focused his attention on the phone.

The game continues.

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"The soft, kind, and friendly voice fell, and the pure white sun in front of me completely disappeared."

"You walked out of the Temple of Justice..."

"The Seventeenth Chosen God, Aroman, warmly received you and organized a grand banquet that night. There was delicious meat, beautiful dances, and wonderful songs. At the banquet, many 'Sons of Justice' expressed their gratitude to you, and also expressed their desire for peace and their hatred for the evil gods of the Land of Light who invaded their homes."

"But the truth is... the 'God of Justice' is looking for a way to open the Lost Heaven, and this is likely to destroy the 'Prayer for Light'. This is why those evil gods are so angry."

"You muttered to yourself."

"This feast lasted for three days and three nights. The 'Sons of Justice' reveled to their heart's content, and their hearty laughter resounded throughout the Far East. But for some reason, it gave people a feeling of sadness at dusk and the last revelry."

"Just as the sun rose from the horizon on the fourth day, the bronze bell on top of the Temple of Justice rang five times in succession..."

"Dong-dong-dong-dong."

"You saw the 'Sons of Justice', who were originally smiling and enjoying the rare peaceful time without blood and killing, suddenly became tense and hurriedly and orderly moved towards the 'River of Judgment'."

"It's about to start again..."

"You narrow your eyes, watching everything that's happening in front of you, and you already have a premonition of what's going to happen."

"At the same time, a gray mist suddenly appeared in front of your eyes, and an illusory pure white sun appeared. But the strange thing is that neither the 'secret practitioners' around you nor the pure and holy 'Sons of Justice' noticed this strange phenomenon at all."

"A kind, cordial, and friendly voice rang out from the deepest reaches of light and shadow... They are coming again, with an even larger army."

"It's obvious, I guessed it."

"You shrugged your shoulders to make your point."

"You suddenly thought of something else, and asked out of curiosity... There is one thing I don't understand. Why did they go to the trouble of using the evil army to encircle your people instead of directly besieging you? No matter how you look at it, this would be easier."

"The kind voice sounded again... Because they were not completely sure that they could defeat me, they chose to divert my attention first and sent out the Legion of Favored Ones to encircle and suppress the Son of Justice. After all, you should know the consequences of a god losing his believers."

"Of course you know, because you have witnessed the fate of both the 'Moonlight Ancient God' and the 'Wings of Greed' with your own eyes."

"You continued to ask in a deep voice... But you have been contaminated by the 'divinity', do you still need the 'old sacrifice' to fight against it?"

"Time and space stagnated for a moment, and it was a long time before the voice of the 'God of Justice' sounded again... Because I have been contaminated by the 'divinity', the loss of faith and old sacrifices has the most direct impact on me."

"It was at this time..."

"You intuitively feel a huge, vast, terrifying, and unimaginable evil wave emerging from the west. A pitch-black color emerges from there, coating the sky and the earth. One after another, illusory eyes open and stare at the 'Land of the Far East' with malice."

“This is not over yet.”

"Curse, eternal damnation, decay, stupidity, and so on. Various evil forces are emerging from the unknown layers above reality, forcing the Pure White Sun to quickly shrink in order to deal with the containment of the 'evil gods'."

"Misty outsider, I sense the breath of 'praying for light' in the darkness. That is the power from the ancient 'Old King' and the biggest trump card of the evil gods in the 'Praying for Light Land'. Perhaps your sudden participation makes them feel uneasy, or perhaps they want to put a perfect end to this war between gods. In short, if my prediction is correct, this will be the final battle."

"The 'God of Justice', who is always friendly, gentle and kind, rarely revealed a bit of seriousness in his voice. As the voice fell, the pure white sun completely disappeared before his eyes, and he secretly confronted the evil god of the 'Prayer for Light'."

"The breath of 'Pray for Light'?"

"The ancient old king?"

"With your last experience with the fate line, you immediately understood that the evil gods of the 'Prayer for Light' were going to use their last trump card this time."

"Mr. 'Defiled Raven', what are you thinking about?"

"The voice of the secret practitioner suddenly came. She did not observe the manifestation of the pure white sun representing the God of Justice. She just talked to herself in the air, and she couldn't help but ask curiously."

"You shook your head and said...it's okay."

"After a pause, you continued... This war is different from the previous ones. There may be a terrifying force beyond your imagination. You'd better stay away from it. Otherwise, even if you have the power of fate, it may pose a threat to you."

"These words obviously had a great deterrent effect. The 'secret cultivator' nodded solemnly..."

"Then the two of you quickly rush to the battlefield of the 'River of Two Judgements'."

"Soon you arrived here. What greeted you was still that familiar and tragic scene. At the forefront of the battlefield, black and white were fighting each other, terror and holiness were intertwined, and the evil army and the sons of justice were already fighting each other."

"you……"

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Meanwhile, in reality.

On a train leaving XX City, in a soft sleeper, with the interlaced light and shadows coming through the window and the rumbling sound, a figure wearing a windbreaker on a hot day, with a hat buttoned tightly so that no one can see his face, sat down on the bed with a sense of relief.
"Shh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, these crazy women are too cruel. Fortunately, I had a premonition that this day would come, and I made a lot of preparations in advance, and even found a flesh and blood puppet substitute, otherwise I would have been eaten this time."

When he lifted the hat slightly, it was the 'Dark Star' who had escaped death.

Although he had a backup plan and was not actually eaten by those "crazy beauties", he still suffered quite a lot of injuries and was covered in blood. In order to avoid being noticed while riding in the car, he bought all the beds in a soft sleeper.

Fortunately, everything went well.
There were no more damn accidents during the process.

The Dark Star first looked at both sides of the aisle through the window on the door. Seeing that no one was coming, he pulled the curtain tightly and then took off his windbreaker. Soon all kinds of hideous scars on his body were revealed. Because the cloth and flesh were too tightly stuck together, he felt severe pain all over his body during the separation process. He subconsciously gasped for breath and almost fainted.

"Those women are crazy, but they are not stupid. On the contrary, they are very perceptive. I guess they have already realized that what they ate was my flesh and blood substitute, and I have already escaped."

"You can't log into the game recently. Otherwise, with their methods, they might be able to track my location in real life."

"Take care of the wound first. Heck, I'd rather die than suffer this kind of pain next time."

Dark Star suddenly thought of something while muttering, and his eyes revealed deep resentment, "Boss Defiled Dark Crow, such a harem is not worth envying. If you want it, I can give it to you for free. Woohoo, now you are having fun, but I almost died. Woohoo, you must make up for it."

It took three hours to finally heal his injuries. The Dark Star, who was in much better condition, also began to think about what to do next.

Join other secret organizations? Hide in a remote place? Continue to search for the Defiled Raven in the game for help? All kinds of ideas came to mind, but for various reasons, they were rejected by the Dark Star.

"Perhaps, I can choose to surrender myself..."

The Dark Star was shocked when this idea came up, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible. "After all, I am also the big boss of a secret organization. The 'Weird Investigation Bureau' will definitely not underestimate me. The alert level must be very high. As an official organization, they have the largest number of players in the Weird World with the strongest strength and the richest magical items. If I can get their protection, even if I am found by that group of 'crazy beauties', they should not be able to do anything to me in a short time."

Soon the Dark Star made up his mind, Sir, I come to surrender.

Then the next question is...which ghost investigation bureau should I go to?

"Let's go to Kyoto. It's the capital of the country. The headquarters of the 'Weird Bureau' is there. The strongest 'Weird World' players are also there. The mysterious 'Director' is also there. Compared to other cities, Kyoto is the best choice in every aspect."

"Yes, it is a happy decision."

In the soft sleeper room, the Dark Star who had suffered too much hardship showed a long-lost smile. Coincidentally, this train was also heading towards "Kyoto".

The Dark Star didn't know that the boss of the 'Dark Crow' that he had been thinking about was also in Kyoto, and had a close relationship with the 'Bureau of Weird Adjustment'. Sometimes fate is so wonderful.

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On the other side, Kyoto.

Yang Qizhou, who was concentrating all his attention on the game, didn't know that the 'Dark Star', who was tricked by him and almost eaten, was rushing to Kyoto by train and had already made plans to surrender to the 'Weird Investigation Bureau'.

The game continues...

"Your face darkened. Compared to the last time, this time the evil army is obviously larger and more numerous. Of course, the fight is more brutal."

"At this moment, thousands of 'Sons of Justice' are crossing the River of Judgement to support their compatriots on the other side of the battlefield. They throw themselves into the battle without fear of death. The blood, flesh, wreckage, and evil waves turn the scenery before them into a living hell."

"Just at that moment, the 'Seventeenth Chosen God' Aroman passed by you and was about to cross the River of Judgment. You called him in time and said in a deep voice...Take me with you."

"Dear guest, thank you for your generosity."

"Of course Aroman would not refuse a powerful helper to join the battlefield. He grabbed your shoulders and dragged your body with an invisible force, and immediately crossed it to the 'River of Judgment'."

"period……"

"I thought of something and couldn't help but ask... Lord Aroman, why don't you rely on the geographical advantage of the 'River of Two Judgements' to fight against the 'Evil Legion', but instead defend against those evil creatures on the other side of the river."

"'Aroman' gave a bitter smile... If possible, we would certainly like to do so, but the evil gods of the 'Prayer for Light' found an ancient magical object from the forbidden existence of the Third Epoch that can offset the 'power of justice' of the River of Judgment. It is impossible to truly restrict the evil creatures. If the evil army is allowed to cross the River of Judgment, the 'Land of the Far East' will be in real danger."

"You nodded. You were not too surprised. As early as when you first discovered the fighting between the two sides, you guessed that since the evil army invaded the land of the Far East, they must have a way to cross the River of Judgment."

"Soon you will cross the 'River of Judgment,'"

"Aroman knows very well that your opponents are not these evil creatures, but the evil gods behind them. After putting you down, they will go to their own battlefield."

"The power of the ancient king and the terrible will of the God of Justice, the confrontation between the two will probably cause a lot of trouble."

"Your face was solemn, and you activated 'Destiny Reappearance' to reappear the power of 'Dreamlike Hidden World Clothes'."

"You went into 'stealth' mode."

"The aura of a wizard on you has been concealed..."

"At the same time, you can clearly sense that in the void above the sky, there is a hidden and terrifying force engaged in a fierce confrontation. Through spiritual vision, you can even see that a pure white sun that is constantly shrinking and expanding is fighting with four strange and indescribable shapes."

"You did not immediately join the battlefield, but waited calmly, looking for the opportunity."

"I don't know how much time has passed. The battlefield is littered with corpses. Both the Evil Legion and the Sons of Justice have suffered heavy losses, and the fighting has entered a white-hot stage."

"It was at this time..."

"An ancient, ancient, noble, and unimaginable aura is reviving in the Land of Prayer for Light."

(End of this chapter)