Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 427 Your Holy Son is Really Useful

Wu Wang's words made the Lord of Suffering ponder.

As the highest-dimensional being in the myriad universes.

He has given us too much suffering and death, and has witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations.

It's fair to say that almost nothing can cause him to feel emotionally affected.

But without a doubt, Wu Wang's proposal precisely addressed two of His most pressing concerns—

First, the solution to His own contradictions.

Although this insignificant human did indeed sabotage one of his own experiments, and even lost a worthy follower in the process.

Ultimately, Lilith's existence was solely for the purpose of protecting and observing the experiment concerning the Tree of Sighs.

The ultimate goal of the experiment remains to confront the opposition of the Venerable One.

Wu's death now proves that he himself possesses the same value.

His ability to influence despair within the world of hope intrigues the Lord of Pain.

Then one might forgive the minor incidents that occurred during the process of acquiring this ability.

Second, the humiliation of other venerable ones.

Just as before in the town of Aiguyi, Wu Wang's suggestion to humiliate the Lord of Suffering by taking away believers received the help of the Lord of Desire.

The Lord of Suffering would naturally not miss any opportunity to humiliate other Venerable Ones.

Now, the holy son of the [Desire Sea Spirit Lord] has come to help him with his work.

Isn't that a wonderful experience?
Just thinking about meeting the [Lord of Desire] later...

He said that sentence himself—

"Your Holy Son is really useful."

Any response the other party might give would make me extremely happy.

Indeed, happiness is most perfectly achieved when it is built upon the suffering of others.

So He cast His approving gaze upon those tiny humans across the barrier of the world.

"For a lowly insect, such courage is commendable."

"The threat of death is enough to show the awe that primal life holds for me."

"Then I will grant you, my pawn of desire, a miracle of suffering."

"Go and fulfill your vow, and let me see if this tool is suitable for you."

I heard the other person use four different titles for me in just four short sentences.

From insects to primitive life, then to pawns of desire, and finally, unabashedly called tools.

Wu Wang could only say that these venerable ones all seemed to have some strange quirks.

The big boss, [Desire Sea Spirit Lord], likes to give others nicknames, including but not limited to Little Circle, Masochist, and Birdman with Different Eyes.

Now, this Lord of Suffering is also one.

Why do you like swearing so much?
After only a few words, I realized that in His words, I wasn't even considered human.

It has transformed from carbon-based organisms into inorganic matter.

But Wu Wang also understood that the real test was only now beginning, regarding His promise to grant a miracle.

Because they wanted to obtain the [Miracle of Pain] from this stone slab.

It seems that you must come into contact with the Lord of Suffering.

Who knows if this venerable one will break his promise?

Once He catches you, it probably won't be as easy to talk to as it is with the big boss.

In a daze, the space around the cave began to mutate again.

That feeling of being in the audience space returned.

The demon's eyes in the void grew even more ferocious and terrifying.

Wu Wang gripped Xiao Chuan's hand tighter, as if he were about to lift it up and kill himself to interrupt the ceremony.

Thump thump—thump thump thump—

He could hear his heartbeat getting faster and faster, and his breathing became slightly more rapid.

Five more seconds at most...

No, three seconds.

It's too late to back out now.

Two seconds!

One second!
"Praise pain."

Ultimately, Wu Wang did not raise [Xiao Chuan] to interrupt the ceremony.

With a mindset of seeking fortune in danger, he grinned and uttered four words that sounded like his dying words.

At that moment, he saw the true Lord of Suffering.

What was both unexpected and yet perfectly logical was—

This venerable one who governs suffering does not have the same oversized human appearance as the Desire Sea Spirit Venerable.

His body was pieced together from countless pieces of dark metal and obsidian.

While the arms are long and slender, the ends are not five fingers.

Instead, it was a collection of several cold, sharp metal probes and blades, gleaming with a merciless, chilling light.

The joints are not rounded, but rather consist of some kind of huge gears and bearings that make a low, harsh grinding sound when they rotate.

Its head was shrouded in a huge, menacing crown of thorns, with only its demonic eyes faintly visible.

His terror does not come simply from bloodshed or decay.

Rather, it stems from an absolute, inhuman precision and coldness.

He is suffering itself, which has been given a supreme form and will.

This is a meticulously crafted, perpetually functioning living torture device.

The moment Wu Wang saw its image, he could even feel its presence radiating an absolute low temperature.

This is not a sudden drop in temperature, but a chill that strips away all life and freezes the soul.

To gaze upon Him is to gaze upon all the suffering in the universe.

In that instant, Wu Wang felt as if he were undergoing a silent, agonizing torture of his senses and soul.

However, even so.

His gaze did not waver, even as tears of blood began to trickle from the corners of his eyes, as if they were being pricked by needles.

They stared blankly at the terrifying figure of the Lord of Suffering.

I dare to look directly at the Abyss God!
How can I possibly avoid your attacks?

"You don't seem to be as fragile and incompetent as I thought."

"A human being dares to look me in the eye, very well, very well!"

"It seems that desire is not your final destination. Why not return to the embrace of suffering and experience the mystery of the end of all things?"

The voice of the Lord of Suffering came from the crown of thorns.

He seemed to have a high opinion of Wu Wang's talent in [suffering].

This also made Wu Wang's heart tremble slightly.

No way, bro, you don't want to kidnap me to be your spokesperson, do you?

But it only lasted for a moment.

Looking at Wu Wang's slightly hesitant expression.

He didn't even have a chance to say anything in his defense.

The Lord of Suffering shook his head and said:
"Forget it, you're not sincere enough to reach the end of suffering. As an insect, you should go back to your disgusting desires."

Wu Wang's status in His mouth was once again reduced from human to insect.

Having said that, He slightly raised His blade-like forelimbs.

In an instant, Wu Wang felt as if his skin was being torn apart.

Looking down, he saw that the skin on his chest had been cut open, and a thorny vine had spread from his heart, winding around his neck, and finally piercing his bleeding eyes along his cheek.

"Even so, if you want a miracle, you need to prove your perseverance in the face of suffering."

"Will you become a corpse first, or fulfill your oath first?"

"I'm really looking forward to it."

As the voice of the Lord of Suffering faded into the distance and became faint and ethereal.

The next second, Wu Wang felt himself falling from the clouds.

boom--

Everything that just happened felt like a dream.

Inside the cave, Wu Wang also fell heavily off the stone slab, landing on the ground and feeling intense pain in his body.

But the glint in his eyes shone even brighter.

"It's done! I've succeeded, Daoist Master..."

"Oh, I'm getting a bit off-topic," Wu Wang said with a crazy laugh.

My mind is rapidly processing my current state.

The power bestowed by the Lord of Pain is indeed a miracle that can solve the most urgent problem!
He slowly sat up from the cold ground.

Looking at the statues and murals around him that had been restored to their original state, and Shangguan He, who was still somewhat bewildered, beside him.

The other party asked with some doubt, "What... exactly did you do?" He could vaguely sense that Yan Shuangying seemed different now than before.

But it's impossible to pinpoint exactly what the change is.

This must be related to the "miracle of suffering" triggered by the other party, but we don't know what kind of miracle it is.

"What I did is not important," Wu Wang said with a smile, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Shangguan He. "What you did is the key."

"Dr. Shangguan, didn't you want to beat me? Now that your bet is over, we can go outside and have a debate."

"Let's see whether the threat posed by suffering is greater, or the destruction caused by happiness is stronger."

Having said that, he walked toward the rope that had led in.

He grabbed the rope and plunged into the pool.

Wu Wang now knows how to liberate his elder sister's island spirit.

The "Ultimate Bliss" on this Island of Happiness was all caused by Shangguan He.

All that's needed now is to shatter his beliefs.

Let them voluntarily give up [Supreme Joy and Blessing].

When the island spirit reappears, I will be able to use the power granted by the Lord of Pain to pull it out of the cold program and return it to the real world.

Watching Wu Wang's figure disappear into the pool.

Shangguan He also took two deep breaths and followed closely behind.

He was also well aware that what happened next would determine the fate of Happiness Island.

Win, and happiness will last forever.

Losing brings suffering.

Having experienced the torment of suffering, Shangguan He could not allow himself to return to that half-dead state.

He must win!
After leaving the cave of suffering, the two returned the way they came without saying a word.

This time, however, Wu Wang walked in front, with Shangguan He following behind.

Return to the center of that island, now covered in ashes.

At this moment, standing before those ruins.

Three figures were already standing there, looking around.

As Wu Wang approached, clad in blood-stained clothes, one of them quickly waved and said, "Brother Yan'er! We've done it, haven't we? We didn't hold you back, did we?"

"Did you kill that little bastard Shangguan He...?"

However, before Wu could respond.

Shangguan He's figure appeared from behind him.

Startled, Erbadao immediately shut his mouth, revealing a terrified expression; his eyes seemed to ask—

"This isn't quite what we agreed on, is it?"

However, just as the second-rate swordsman was about to turn and run away...

To their surprise, Wu Wang and Shangguan He didn't seem to have any conflict; the two walked one after the other like good friends.

Standing before everyone, Shangguan He looked at Jiang Rou, who was wearing a white coat.

His expression was slightly dazed, then he slowly spoke:

"This outfit suits you very well."

"Dr. Jiang would surely be pleased that his daughter has carried on his mantle."

Even though he had previously lost the bet ceremony because Jiang Rou chose to suffer.

Shangguan He still didn't complain at all.

In his view, Jiang Rou was only temporarily blinded by her suffering.

I'll bring him to his senses sooner or later.

Snapped--

However, the usually gentle Jiang Rou did not answer.

He actually raised his hand and slapped Shangguan He hard across the face.

The other person's face didn't even show the redness that comes after being hit.

Jiang Rou then said calmly, "Don't put on this smug act. You should know better than anyone how much I hate you."

However, under the influence of [Supreme Blessing]...

Apart from Wu Wang, who is a special case, no one else can harm Shangguan He.

Then tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

He said through slightly gritted teeth:
“I hate myself too. My father gave his life to make me realize the truth. He wanted me to live as a complete person until the very end.”

"But I can't even avenge him!"

After saying that, she was about to raise her hand to strike Shangguan He again.

This time, Wu Wang stopped Jiang Rou.

He said with a hint of helplessness, "Since your father only wants you to live a good life, then you shouldn't waste your life on taking revenge on Shangguan He."

He looked at this person who could be considered his savior and spoke.

But what he said was actually stopping himself.

Jiang Rou was at a loss for what to do.

"Mr. Yan, but I..."

However, before she could offer any explanation...

Wu Wang smiled and said, "Leave the matter of revenge to me."

"Come on, Dr. Shangguan, please take a seat."

After saying that, Wu Wang arrived at the ruins after they had been burned to the ground in a few leaps.

They didn't care at all about the filth and dust in the building, nor were they worried that the already crumbling ruins would collapse again.

He plopped down on one of the charred chairs at the very top and crossed his legs.

Seeing Shangguan He's provocative expression.

Faced with Wu Wang's attitude.

Shangguan He sat cross-legged on the spot.

Then, a large tree grew from the ground at an astonishing speed.

He happened to be positioned at the very top of the tree, at a height parallel to Wu Wang's.

The island's spirit has not yet been liberated.

Therefore, whenever Shangguan He needs a tree here, there will be a tree here.

Of course, this is the final showdown.

They both knew very well that killing the other or forcibly conquering him by some means would be pointless.

What is needed is to shatter their beliefs and fundamentally make them deny themselves.

Therefore, simple hand-to-hand combat is no longer necessary.

This is a discussion of principles.

A discussion of ultimate bliss and suffering.

The blood-clad demon sat arrogantly on the ruins he had created, attempting to inflict the sin of destruction upon the white-clad angel whose eyes held only pity and charity.

The scene was absurd and ridiculous.

"Heh, since you've been saying all along that my happiness will destroy this island, then please prove your point first."

Shangguan He spoke first, his expression revealing his expression.

Wu was destroyed without a word.

He simply raised his hand and snapped his fingers at one of the islanders lying on the ground.

The next second, the islander slowly stood up.

The severed senses were restored.

This phenomenon caused a look of disbelief to flash in Shangguan He's eyes.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Impossible... How can suffering be healed..."

To this, Wu Wang simply said, "Oh, it wasn't me who cured him, but you, or rather—you in the future."

"Now let's see what kind of results your happiness will bring."

A thorn was moving within his bloodshot eyes.

The veins on his forehead were bulging, as if he was enduring some kind of painful torment.

The ends of the hair gradually turn an unhealthy grayish-white, becoming dry and losing their luster.

It was as if a person's life force was being drained away in a strange way.

After all, it was a miracle bestowed by the Lord of Suffering.

It's normal to have a few minor, potentially fatal side effects.

But it doesn't matter. I may lack many things, but I have plenty of life.

At worst, I'll just give you a few points; they're merely fatal flaws.

This miracle is incredibly powerful; it was formed by combining the legendary item [Eye of the Prophet] that Wu Wang had seen.

Its name is—

【Pain Prefetch】

(End of this chapter)