Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 383 Oh no, this guy's coming for me!

Black... pitch black...

After jumping through the crack in the flesh-and-blood wall, Wu Wang suddenly had the illusion that all five of his senses had been stripped away.

Even the Mongolian top laner following behind him couldn't sense it anymore.

It feels as if I am currently in a bottomless abyss, falling endlessly.

"Mongolia? Where is that?" Wu Wang shouted, calling out to the Mongolian top laner.

I don't care about myself, but this guy is already in the late stage of becoming a flesh-and-blood angel.

If he's not careful, he might really turn into that kind of monster.

However, his shouts went unanswered.

Only the red vertical pupil on its wrist blinked curiously as it looked around.

It was only then that Wu Wang realized that he was in an environment that was extremely dark.

The mark of the Abyss God began to emit a faint scarlet light.

It can also slightly illuminate the area around the wrist.

So he simply used the Abyss God Mark as half a flashlight, waving it around in front of him.

Unexpectedly, in that instant, they saw something extraordinary.

stare--

An enormous eyeball, so large that Wu Wang had to tilt his head back at a 45-degree angle to see its entirety, stood before him.

Because they don't have eyelids, they don't need to blink.

It just stared straight at me, making me feel really uneasy.

If Wu Wang hadn't had such a strong mental fortitude, he would have been scared out of his wits by all sorts of things, including megalophobia, the uncanny valley effect, the Dali Garden effect, and the Wahaha Law.

Unfortunately, after a brief eye contact...

Wu Wang chose to slam the Abyss God Mark into the enemy.

"Come and make eye contact with this gentleman, I want to see just how polluting you are."

"Let the Abyss God thoroughly investigate you and see what kind of person you are."

The moment he thrust the Abyss God's Mark towards it, the large eyeball immediately retreated a considerable distance.

They immediately disappeared into the darkness.

This left Wu Wang somewhat helpless.

Where is that ridiculous ceremony held?
Am I really still in a room in the building?

To test his idea, Wu Wang began to run forward at breakneck speed.

He has great stamina and is very fast.

Before long, they had run nearly five kilometers.

He then stopped and looked around at the darkness again.

Wu Wang understood the situation.

"All the contestants have been inside the giant flesh and blood angel for a long time. They will naturally fall into the illusion and be assimilated into the flesh and blood angel."

"The mark of the Abyss God prevented me from being corrupted by assimilation, but it doesn't seem to have stopped me from being pulled into the illusion."

"I am currently in an illusion!"

But why is the fantasy world on the Mongolian top lane so warm and relaxing?

On their side, it was so dark that even a black guy could take off his clothes and blend into the darkness?
He couldn't help but glance at the faintly glowing mark of the Abyss God.

An absurd possibility came to mind—

“The Old Fragments are incompatible with the Mark of the Abyss God, so even if it can pull me into an illusion, it can’t create content in front of the Mark of the Abyss God.”

"Oh no! I think I've encountered a bug!"

This is similar to your computer crashing when you open a game.

It's like I'm stuck on the loading screen.

Because it's a loading screen, there's no way to bring up the main menu to exit.

"It seems the only option is to force quit." Wu Wang sighed and took out [Xiaochuan].

Since the Mongolian top laner can be forcibly pulled out of the illusion due to pain.

Logically speaking, I should be able to do it too.

However, if you get stuck on the loading screen, you'll probably need something even more intense than pain.

For example—death.

After aiming it at his abdomen, Wu Wang hesitated slightly.

Of course, this hesitation is not out of fear of death.

He was already used to death, such a trivial matter.

Wu Wang hesitated because if he died here, would the big boss outside notice something was wrong?

One cannot reveal one's existence as an "immortal" before Him.

If they remain stuck here, the situation for the Mongolian top laner becomes less than optimistic.

"Damn it! Abyss God, put in a little more effort! Can't you just let me get out directly?"

Wu Wang shook his head and turned his wrist back.

But what met their eyes was a red vertical pupil filled with a mocking gaze.

Just for a moment.

He understood.

This thing definitely has the ability to pull itself out of the illusion.

He simply didn't want to do it.

Because he felt a tiny bit of concern for the Mongolian top laner in his mind.

He wanted to see himself struggle with whether to risk exposure by going out to save people.

He wanted to have some fun.

That's it.

"Okay, you win. I did hesitate for a few seconds, but don't set my moral standards too high."

"For me, protecting my second sister is my primary goal."

"What's more, my eldest sister is waiting for me to revive her. I prioritize them above everything else."

"Therefore, I absolutely cannot be exposed."

Just as Wu Wang put away [Xiaochuan] and was about to find another way,

A faint starlight shone not far in front of him.

The sense of incongruity brought by the starlight made him realize in an instant that this was definitely not something from the illusionary realm of [Fragments of the Past].

This is some kind of force from the outside world!
Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Wang immediately stepped forward to try and catch the starlight.

Perhaps this external force can help me find a way to escape this bug.

But as he stopped and ran toward the starlight...

Unable to see the slight curve of the red vertical pupil on his wrist.

It was as if it was mocking something.

It also seems that they are satisfied with some kind of result.

The next second, Wu Wang caught the starlight.

Taking advantage of this flaw in the illusion, his expression quickly changed.

When he activates the clown costume effect.

It also triggered one of the rarely used special effects simultaneously—

[Special Effect 6 (Professionalism): As a clown, you must always distinguish between yourself and ordinary people, and also clearly distinguish between reality and the stage. Every performance will help you understand yourself more clearly and not get lost in some special areas.]

Immediately afterwards, two thoughts began to purify Wu Wang's soul from the inside out.

[I am Wu Wang, I come from reality, and this is the dungeon of the game "Spirit Disaster"—the Spirit Disaster Fun Show.]

I am at the scene of a ritual to separate fragments of the past; the surrounding darkness is a fabricated illusion.

Under the influence of [professional ethics].

The surrounding darkness was dispelled and receded like a tide.

The real-world environment is being rapidly restructured.

"Aha! I'm out!"

A sealed, dusty room appeared before him.

Wu Wang looked up with a grin and saw a familiar face with a forced smile.

His hand was firmly gripping her scepter, which was inlaid with various precious gems.

The starlight shone from the top of the scepter, illuminating everything around it.

Beside him stood Wang Xianzhi, gritting his teeth, and the Mongolian top laner whose ribs had almost formed wings but whose eyes remained clear.

The smile on his face gradually froze.

No more laughing.

He muttered to himself, "I think I'm still trapped in an illusion. How come I'm seeing people who shouldn't be here?"

"She's a fake...she's a fake..."

brush--

As he pretended to talk to himself, he quietly moved towards the center of the secret room.

The staff, a symbol of power, was swung down and pointed straight at Wu Wang's nose.

The witch's cold laughter echoed in the secret chamber:
"Oh? I'm fake? Then do you think the pain from my broken nose is fake?"

Wang Xianzhi chimed in, "I'll break his legs and see if he can still run away."

Knowing he was in the wrong, Wu Wang naturally couldn't attack his two teammates as he would an enemy.

Um, they should still be teammates.

After all, he rarely heard of teammates wanting to break their own nose or legs.

Shouldn't people who have been your teammates be kind?

Like Baili Dao, Xie Zhi, Shu Tong, and Xiao Xiao.

Ask any of them if they don't think they are trustworthy and good teammates.

Although that's what I thought in my heart, in reality...

Slide to kneel, bow head, admit your mistake.

All in one go!
"Private Marseille! Can we talk about settling scores later, or beating someone up for nothing?"

"My Mongolian brother seems to be dying. Let me finish this game first, shall I?"

Listening to what he said, and then looking at the Mongolian top laner next to him.

The witch's expression softened slightly.

He took back the scepter and said, "Then why don't you hurry up and get to work? You'd better not have been bewitched."

In fact, when Wu Wang grasped the scepter...

The witch had already checked it using the power of [Order].

There were indeed no traces of the [Fragments of the Past] on him.

It was exactly what I thought.

The Lord of Desire would never allow His holy son to be corrupted.

Ultimately, this kid was hiding from me and running around just because he was afraid of getting beaten up, right?
"Alright! Watch closely!" Wu Wang's smile returned forcefully as he said, "By the way, after this game, can we add each other as friends so I can get carried?"

As he spoke, he walked toward the central ceremony site.

The witch seemed to have figured out this guy's abnormal way of thinking.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Adding you as a friend is fine, but if you dare to actually try to suck up to me, I'll hang you on the flag of the Tarot Club headquarters as a mascot for three days and three nights."

Wu Wang didn't say much about this.

In reality, the witch still hadn't figured out his thoughts.

His real reason for wanting to add friends was simply to curry favor with someone powerful.

After all, he still had a powerful item on him that he had never used before—

[Yellow Mouse Blowing Sand (Epic): Using this item, you can designate a player from your friend list and force them to join the dungeon as they enter, or have them join your dungeon midway, regardless of the duo queue limit. However, the latter option requires your friend's consent, and the dungeon's own time flow will be adjusted during the consent phase for midway joining.]

[Number of uses: 3]

【Note: I'm here to help you! 】

I had basically never encountered a dungeon that required external assistance before.

However, as he had more and more contact with the big boss, he realized that he was not as good as he thought.

In addition, his elder sister had warned him about the danger of the [Desire Sea Spirit Lord]. Wu Wang felt it necessary to add a real powerhouse to his friend list.

To avoid encountering situations in a dungeon that you can't solve alone.

As the Tarot Club president, who represents "order," he is naturally the strongest player he has encountered so far.

He felt it was necessary to drag her into this mess, cough cough cough, and add her as a friend.

As for Qin Shusheng...

I haven't seen this guy's true form yet, so he can't be considered a player I've encountered in the Spirit Disaster.

Bringing my thoughts back, I looked at the ritual formation on the ground, which had stood for countless years and was buried under a thick layer of dust, with only faint traces of color remaining.

Wu Wang took out the Elemental Gun and fired a low-powered Air Bullet at the ground.

It stirred up a gust of wind that spread outwards in the sealed room.

The dust was instantly dispersed, completely revealing the array patterns.

He then picked up [Xiaochuan] and modified the path according to the instructions in the brocade pouch.

A section of dark red veins was cut away along with the surrounding soil.

The fleshy growths and blood vessels beneath the exposed concrete were writhing and twisting.

Wu Wang then cut open his thumb to collect the blood that flowed out and used it to draw new array patterns.

But the Mongolian top laner next to him couldn't help but shout, "Dude! You slapped my thigh and that's one thing, but why did you cut my finger and use the blood to cut mine too?"

"Why don't you use your own blood instead!"

Wu Wang answered seriously, "I'm afraid of pain."

Mongolian top laner: "Doesn't it hurt me too?!"

"It's not like I'm the one in pain." Wu Wang shrugged and continued filling in the array patterns.

Of course, these were just jokes.

The reason why the Mongolian leader was brought along to change the formation ritual from the beginning, instead of saving the other party in the room and then sending him to find the witches, was that...

It's because it's clearly written on the brocade pouch.

The Mongolian top laner just glanced at it and didn't notice—

The blood needed to alter the formation's patterns must be the blood of a flesh-and-blood angel.

However, the flesh-and-blood angels inside the building are normally unable to harm them.

After all, although he was called the "Saint of Desire," he did not possess the power of the law of "Desire."

Wu Wang's method of dealing with the flesh-and-blood angels was to use the mark of the Abyss God to corrupt and erase them from the soul level.

He couldn't say whether something corrupted by the Abyss God could still be called a flesh-and-blood angel.

So they didn't collect the blood of those flesh-and-blood angels.

But the Mongolian top laner is definitely a pure and fresh flesh-and-blood angel.

Although it's not complete yet, it at least has all the essential features.

Logically speaking, his blood should meet the requirements.

Therefore, after reconstructing the array ritual.

Wu Wang stared at the two gaps in the center, lost in thought.

"The brocade pouch doesn't seem to specify which slot to insert the diamond-shaped gem into..."

Are you choosing between two options and guessing based on luck?
He glanced at the teary-eyed Mongolian top laner next to him and shook his head.

Well, the formation ritual was modified using this guy's blood, so his luck does seem pretty bad.

How about we let Wang Xianzhi guess?
The idea only lingered in Wu Wang's mind for a moment before he rejected it.

No, gambling is far too risky.

It seems there's only one way!

He casually picked up a stone from the ground.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, he clasped his hands together and shouted loudly:
"Great Lord of Desire! Pleasure and greed are your holy feast! You are the deepest thirst of all souls! You are the karmic fire that burns the soul!"

"Before I kneel before your endless depravity, I am willing to be like a moth drawn to an inextinguishable flame, burning away all reason, just to touch your radiance for a moment!"

"You are both a blessing and a curse! A sweet poison and a bond of damnation!"

May you guide me away from my current lowly desires!

After saying that, Wu Wang casually tossed the stone high into the air.

Then watch as it falls into one of the gaps in a parabolic trajectory that defies all the laws of physics.

The witch and Wang Xianzhi standing nearby were dumbfounded.

"This is fucking possible?"

The witch couldn't help but swear.

Why has she never seen a Venerable One actually respond to prayers in a dungeon?

I have tried to communicate directly with [order].

Aside from the audience space, she had almost never successfully seen [Order] anywhere else.

Not to mention that a single prayer was answered.

No, buddy! We're both Venerable Ones, but look how much respect the [Lord of Desire] next door gives us!

She really needed to breathe out.

Wu Wang's expression brightened slightly with a smile.

He didn't know what the other Venerables were like, but the Big Boss was a true god of fun.

And He is right here!

He appeared to be full of pious praise and prayer.

In reality, it's all about the sincerity of "I'm not good enough, big boss, please help me out."

The goal is to ensure that the big boss can hear everything clearly from outside the venue.

Because he had calculated his own force and parabola.

Under normal circumstances, this stone would definitely fly out of the formation ritual.

Only under the interference of some external force will it fall into a gap position that is not on the parabolic trajectory at all.

The big boss is watching from outside right now.

Even if He doesn't want to answer, He certainly won't stand idly by and watch others influence this stone.

After all, he was still, in name only, His "Son of Desire."

The witches next door, who are in the Order faction, have mastered the power of the laws.

He couldn't possibly let himself lose face!
Therefore, if the stones are affected, it must be the big boss exerting his influence; there is absolutely no other possibility!

As always, I cannot sense any piety in your prayers.

Princess Joy, standing offstage, subtly conveyed this thought to Wu Wang with a slight smile.

He then changed his position on the chaise lounge and continued to enjoy the entertainment.

So far, I am very satisfied with the other party's performance.

As for whether the [Fragments of the Past] are a reward He prepared?
That's not important; I just had some fun with it.

Since he has the ability to take it, let's just consider it a gift for him.

After all, that thing is meaningless to me now.

He saw what he needed in Wu Wang...

I heard the big boss's voice echoing in my mind.

Wu Wang chuckled, offered a few more perfunctory thanks, and then removed the stone from the gap.

And place the rhombus-shaped gem in that position.

In an instant, an irresistible aura burst forth from the array ritual.

Apart from Wu Wang and the Witch, the other players, including Wang Xianzhi, the Mongolian top laner, and the Shadow who had been hiding and had not yet been assimilated, were all crawling on the ground.

It felt as if a mountain was weighing down on my back; not only was standing up difficult, but even lifting my head was incredibly challenging.

Everything around them began to tremble.

The concrete beneath their feet and on the walls completely disappeared, and they appeared on a whole block of blood-red flesh.

They could feel the heart of the enormous flesh-and-blood angel pounding, its thunderous beat nearly bursting their eardrums.

The witch's scepter radiates the power of "order," ready to confront any unexpected situation.

Just when everyone thought the giant flesh angel was about to fully awaken, Wu Wang caused the worst to happen.

They suddenly felt their feet sink into the ground.

He then crashed heavily onto the floor of the Lingchao Joy Show stage.

The heart has disappeared!
Immediately afterwards, everything around him collapsed into the small rhombus-shaped gem in front of Wu Wang.

The building began to merge with the rhombus-shaped gemstone!

The outward-flaring ribs of the Mongolian upper body gradually retracted into his body, and the pollution of the flesh angel was slowly dissipating.

The witch, seeing Wu Wang's hesitant movements, said, "You'd better say something normal from now on, or I can't guarantee how hard I'll beat you later."

However, even at the risk of being beaten by the witch.

He pointed to the rhombus-shaped gem and exclaimed, "Look! Flesh and Blood Angel.ZIP!"

Only then did everyone notice the interior of the originally crystal clear rhombus-shaped gemstone.

A flesh-and-blood angel appeared, in a praying posture, like an ancient creature trapped in amber.

It was peaceful and serene, yet filled with an eeriness.

In an instant, thunderous cheers erupted from the audience.

This is the most spectacular calamity show they've ever seen!

The final "murderer" segment even subverted the usual procedures.

An unprecedented resurrection of flesh-and-blood angels has occurred!

Everyone felt that the tickets were really worth it.

Nightmare forced a smile, suppressing the sorrow on her face.

He turned to Wu Wang and said, "Congratulations on achieving an unprecedented feat since the launch of the Spirit Disaster Comedy Show!"

"In addition to catching the real culprit, you also cracked the true mystery of the building!"

"Now! I will announce the award to the first place winner—"

"You can make a wish to the production team!"

"We will do our best to fulfill your wish within the limits of what the Spirit Disaster Joy Show can do!"

"Of course, becoming a great Venerable One is unrealistic. Some winners in the past have made such a delusion, and then they were punished by the Venerable Ones and made to become their statues."

The audience burst out laughing when they heard his last joke.

But she couldn't help but cast an envious glance at Wu Wang.

[Make a wish to the Joyful Show about the Spirit Disaster]

This opportunity is practically equivalent to making a wish upon Aladdin's lamp.

Just like Nightmare said, it can do almost anything except make you a Venerable One directly.

Even if you want to see the Venerable One in person.

Some of these sponsors, including descendants of the Venerable One, will take you to an audience.

Not to mention simple desires like becoming stronger or obtaining certain items.

Each champion has become a renowned powerhouse across various dungeon worlds through this wish.

Therefore, they were very much looking forward to seeing what kind of wish Wu Wang would make.

However, with a tearful expression on his face, Wu Wang first put the [Fragments of the Past] into his [Backpack].

He grinned and said, "Not only is this unprecedented, but it will also be unparalleled in the future."

After all, he had taken the [Fragment of the Past] himself.

Naturally, the "Murderer" game will no longer be able to be held at the Spirit Disaster Fun Show.

He then expressed his wish—

"I want to get an audition for the 'Disaster Comedy Show'!"

Upon hearing this, Nightmare was immediately dumbfounded.

With an incredulous tremor, he pointed to himself, then to Wu Wang's face.

His expression became complicated, and his facial muscles even twitched slightly.

He was momentarily speechless.

Damn it! This kid's after my job?!
That's fucking outrageous!

Where would a contestant steal their employer's job?!
(End of this chapter)