Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 476 The Doomsday Prophet

“I will find a way to leave, but not in this way,” Oink said with unusual firmness.

Having said that, he casually raised his butcher knife, a flash of silver light, and Wu Wang didn't even see how he made the move before he found that the [Ascetic's Robe] he was wearing had shattered into strips and fallen to the ground.

The effect of restricting Wu Wang's skill release was also completely lost.

This made him feel a sense of relief.

Faced with Oink's attitude, the warden shook his head in disappointment.

He said regretfully, "I never imagined that after all these years here, you still wouldn't figure out who you really are. So indecisive, do you even deserve to be called a butcher?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Wang felt a sense of lightness throughout his body, as if the pressure that had been pressing down on him had vanished instantly.

However, the stone bricks beneath Oink's feet suddenly shattered. Although he remained expressionless and showed no sign of distress, it was clear that the pressure had shifted to Oink.

This situation also made Wu Wang breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Of course, he wasn't grateful that Oink had taken the pressure out of his way.

Rather, it is the transfer of this pressure that proves it is actually just one of the warden's abilities.

Damn, that was terrifying.

Wu Wang really thought this guy was overflowing with domineering aura, and that he had intimidated him with his Conqueror's Haki the moment they met.

Since it is a kind of ability or skill, it means that he is not so powerful as to be completely invincible.

At the same time, Oink raised his hand and casually rubbed the surface of his well-worn butcher's knife, as if reminiscing about the past, and said with a sigh:

"It seems you have a deep misunderstanding of me, old friend."

"Do you think I'm called a butcher because I'm bloodthirsty? Or because I've killed countless people? Too bad, it's neither. If this little guy hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten that I'm not a real butcher, but the Butcher of Heaven."

"The reason I am called the Butcher of Paradise is because I seek freedom and because I do not want to be trapped in the shackles imposed by others, nothing more."

“In the original world, after I was arrested, they sent a priest to record my last words. He asked me if I was ready to repent. It’s ridiculous. I had nothing to repent. After I died, they would describe me as a monster. All the truth would be twisted into lies as soon as it left the cell.”

"That's why I was labeled a butcher, but I know very well that those I killed were the real monsters, monsters in human skin."

Oink turned his sword on the warden.

His tone became somewhat regretful.

“Friend, the smell on you is starting to resemble that of those monsters who only care about satisfying their own selfish desires, trampling all living beings under their feet, and turning freedom into a lie. Is the person beneath your skin really still you?”

Before the warden could reply...

These words immediately prompted Wu Wang to retort, "Dude, where did he get this human skin? This body modification is so extreme that even the infamous V-Giant would be astonished. At least V-Giant's flesh could make half a dish of stir-fry. This guy could apply for a job on Cybertron. He's a purebred Decepticon."

Hearing Wu Wang's speech.

Oink's eyes showed even greater regret.

He looked up at the towering statue behind the warden, a statue so large it seemed to look down upon all living beings.

He said, "That's now. He wasn't always this ugly. Besides abandoning his physical body, his heart was so ugly that he would even use the ridiculous title of 'Doomsday Prophet' to cover up the despicable things he did."

Huh? Dude, wait a minute?

My brain is a little slow to catch up.

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

In fact, Wu Wang had some speculations about the "Doomsday Prophet," a character who never appeared from beginning to end but was always present in his and other players' quests related to the Spirit Disaster.

He originally thought that the "Doomsday Prophet" was actually the little black boy in the special room.

Or perhaps it's something like the little black child, or some kind of consciousness that arose from these remains, which is one of Charlotte's personalities.

Ryan had told himself that the "Doomsday Prophet" had recently breached the "Mortal Prison," causing a large number of criminals to escape and even resulting in the deaths and injuries of prison guards. He had also made a bold statement that the next prison to be breached was the "Demon Prison."

Wu Wang was pondering this at that time.

Upon receiving such provocation, the Devil Prison could simply respond by refusing to accept prisoners.

Yes, as long as they don't add any more criminals to the prison in the near future, even if the "doomsday prophet" can change his appearance, he still needs a criminal who can get in to impersonate him, right?
But the Demon Prison did not do that at all. In fact, you could tell from Ryan's tone that he thought the "Doomsday Prophet" would get into the prison no matter what.

This is very strange.

Why doesn't the massive, devilish prison use a simple method that even they could come up with immediately?
After much thought, Wu Wang concluded that there was only one reason—the [Doomsday Prophet] was already inside the [Devil's Prison].

Or rather, he never left at all.

He was a criminal here.

Then a new problem arises.

How can a criminal in a "Devil's Prison" break through a "Mortal Prison"?

Wu Wang only made a decision after hearing the truth about the three prisons and the remains of the Favorites from Oink.

Since the little black boy is one of the many personalities that Charlotte developed after she went insane, it's possible that similar beings exist in other prisons as well.

The situation may not be as severe as in the [Demon Prison], since other prisons cannot produce memory ore, which means that they do not contain much of Charlotte's personality, but that doesn't mean they don't.

This makes sense.

"Doomsday Prophet" is not just a code name for any one person.

It represents the independent Charlotte personalities who want to escape from prison.

One of the personalities in the "Mortal Prison" has succeeded. The so-called grand words he uttered were actually releasing a certain message to the personality in the "Demon Prison".

Let these personalities know that they have a real chance of escaping the prison and the bondage of this remains.

Furthermore, it has been confirmed that the Abyss God's corruption in the [Demon Prison] is becoming increasingly active, and it may completely erupt after this instance, even affecting the real world.

Wu Wang even speculated that in the future, the special rooms might no longer be special.

Because the existence of "little black children" could very well begin to emerge in other cells as well.

After all, it was due to the corruption of the Abyss God.

No one, including Wu Wang, could say for sure what kind of changes He would bring to the personalities of this group who called themselves cancer cells.

At least, judging from the fact that the little black boy might possess a certain degree of "vision of truth," Wu Wang felt that these personalities were more dangerous than he had imagined.

However, Wu Wang was about to provide evidence for his inference from various angles.

Oink is now saying that the "Doomsday Prophet" was actually an identity the warden used to cover up his own actions?

Damn it, where is the trust between people?

This warden from BYD has set up a temple here, acting all high and mighty, and his cyberpunk cultivation is all done cross-legged in a way that makes him seem sacred and devout.

So it turns out to be just a costumed character, right?

As long as I can get a tip from the top donor, I'll give them cigarettes and alcohol in private.

Faced with Oink's disdain, the warden did not refute, but simply looked at Wu Wang and said, "He doesn't understand, because he is still stuck in the mindset of mortal beings."

"But you should understand why I did this. The body is just a prison for the soul. Gods are not beings that can be seen with the naked eye. I need to raise my soul level to be qualified."

"Just like the path you once walked, use your soul to harness the power of God."

After saying that, the warden lowered his head and looked at his mechanical body.

He clenched his fists, making a cracking sound, and the atmosphere in the temple grew increasingly oppressive. Wu Wang could even vaguely see the red light in his eyes gradually tinged with a ghostly green. That was… the aura of memory ore!?
Holy crap! This guy is using memory ore as the energy source for his mechanical body?

Wu Wang couldn't help but twitch his lips.

He knew very well that the memory ore was essentially a product of the Abyss God's pollution, which had twisted Charlotte's brain tissue into inorganic minerals.

This thing is arguably the one with the most concentrated aura of the Abyss God's pollution, aside from the unactivated source of pollution hidden within the entire remains.

To put it bluntly, even the slightly lower-level dungeon worlds, if they are tainted with even a trace of the Abyss God's aura, will undergo unimaginable mutations.

Both the "Fight Back to School" and "Anecdotes of the Peking Opera" instances proved this point to Wu Wang.

In this situation, even the elf researchers only dared to use technological means to extract and analyze the aura in the memory ore; they would never dare to apply it directly to themselves!
The warden directly uses it as the energy source, and his own consciousness is attached to this mechanical body.

Wu Wang felt he could guess with his own eyes that this thing's brain would definitely be affected.

Sure enough, after admiring his mechanical body, the warden said calmly, "I don't deny the fact that I invaded the [Mortal Prison], nor did I use the identity of the [Doomsday Prophet] to cover myself up, but this is not the despicable act you think it is."

"On the contrary, I was actually saving the [Mortal Prison]. I completely eliminated the threat there. Charlotte's special personality there no longer exists, which means they will never suffer from inexplicable rules and strange phenomena again."

"And the price is merely a negligible number of casualties. Butcher, since you are pursuing freedom, you should understand that this path is destined to be bloody."

"Of course, this is probably not good news for you, Mr. Charlotte. The [Mortal Prison] was probably a backup plan you left behind. After I eliminated it, you only have this personality left that is the most crucial one."

Wu Wang felt a wave of helplessness.

Good news—it seems my speculation was correct; doomsday prophets are indeed a general term for those special personalities.

The bad news—this guy has taken his place, and now there are no prophets.

Only the end of the world.

Damn it! The warden is an escaped doomsday prophet? Is this even human language?
The Devil's Prison in the Grove is truly insane.

After listening to the warden's words, Oink simply asked, "So how did you eliminate them? And why did you use the identity of the 'Doomsday Prophet' to spread the escape notice? Was this also for freedom?"

To be honest, the warden's candor is a rare find.

This guy genuinely believes that everything he does is right, and Wu Wang even feels that he is somewhat proud of it after talking to him for so long.

Facing the problem of Oink.

The warden simply said, "Eat it."

“As I said, I need to raise my soul level to at least the same level as Mr. Charlotte. The simplest way to do that is to absorb the personality you left in the Mortal Prison that calls itself the ‘Doomsday Prophet’.”

Wu Wang: "..."

You still say you're not crazy, huh?
The idea that you are what you eat has come true.

Why don't you ask the Venerable One of Desire or the Lord of Suffering, who are such revered beings?

Would they dare to casually eat a couple of bites of the Abyss God's contamination for fun?
If it were really that convenient.

Believe me, the big boss behind me must be the one who eats the most.

Even from the moment he discovered that his buddy was favored by the Abyss God, he had already been completely devoured by Him.

However, the truth is—

【Desire Sea Spirit Lord】not only did not show any appetite for his corrupted state by the Abyss God, but Wu Wang even felt a sense of disgust and regret.

It's like a beloved toy falling on the ground and getting dirty with something that can't be washed off.

From this perspective, Wu Wang also believed that the pollution of the Abyss God could not be easily exploited.

Whether it's the principal in "Fight Back to School" or everyone I've encountered in the dungeon who tried to corrupt the Abyss God, they all seem to only notice His power, which is strong enough to distort the world.

They completely ignored the fact that this thing was not some divine power at all, but a kind of pollution that is hard to describe.

Oh, God of the Abyss!

You are truly guilty of heinous crimes!
As Wu Wang internally grumbled this, the red vertical pupil on his wrist slightly opened, and a wave of mental pollution rushed straight to his head.

Very soon, very soon.

Wu Wangga died on the spot and then immediately revived, so quickly that no one noticed anything amiss.

"Damn, so petty..."

Wu muttered to himself after he was resurrected.

The warden had already walked back to the statue and lightly touched the tentacles under the statue's robe. The two together gave the impression of merging into one.

He said, "Butcher, I've said it before, I'm about to die. I don't have time to wait for the divine power to awaken on its own or for me to find the key to open the door."

"The only way I can think of is to make the remains move on their own and reveal a flaw, so that we can have a chance to glimpse His grace."

"See, I succeeded, didn't I?"

"Through the news of the [Doomsday Prophet's] prison break, the [demons] in the [Demon Prison] are gradually reviving. I have benefited greatly during this time, and now I have even obtained the best universal key - Mr. Charlotte himself or his half-successful personality."

hum-

The statue's gaze followed the warden's as he looked at Wu Wang, which immediately made him feel immense pressure.

So you think I'm a fish you caught, huh?
"You failed back then."

"And I will succeed."

Having said that, the warden had completely disappeared into the long robes and tentacles of the statue.

The next second, the statue's eyes emitted a faint red light, while its entire body glowed with a rich, eerie green.

This is not some kind of molten metal casting, but a colossal statue made of memory ore!
Its commotion even caused the entire temple to tremble, demonstrating its immense power.

"Holy crap, there's a Gundam pilot too!"

Wu Wang watched as the warden entered the second stage of the BOSS battle, and he felt completely numb.

The matchmaking system in this game is so unfair! Even the ELO matchmaking systems in some MOBA games wouldn't dare to be this blatantly disgusting!

How many players in the Netherworld can beat this thing?
Why do I always get matched with weird and strange bosses?!
Seeing this, Oink resolutely raised his butcher's knife and pointed it at the idol, just as he had drawn his knife against the Paradise City in the original world, which had imprisoned all the pig-headed people.

He chose to confront the devil.

Unexpectedly, at this tense moment, Wu Wang stepped forward and stood between Oink and the warden of the idol.

He grinned at the second-stage boss and said, "I've changed my mind. Fighting back and forth is pointless. I might as well accept your suggestion."

"I am willing to be that master key."

Upon hearing this, Oink glared angrily.

He could not allow himself to cower in the shadows behind others and enjoy the fleeting peace that came with sacrifice. That was not true freedom; it was merely a form of solace, or even a sin!
Just as he was about to roar at Wu Wang to get away, he saw this weak descendant in his eyes looking at him with a gaze that he was extremely familiar with.

He said calmly, "Please don't stop me, Mr. O, because this is also a promise I made to you."

"I am about to show you what my freedom is."

Crazy, obsessive, yet with piercing eyes.

This is the look in my eyes when I climbed the high wall built from the ruins of the old world after the burning of Paradise City, and saw the sunset and the demon called Freedom.

It's so beautiful.

How could I possibly stop them?
(End of this chapter)