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Chapter 234 is titled "The Riot of Freedom!"
"boring."

Ye Mingqiu leaned against the wall, his cold eyes reflecting the fleeing figures of the crowd. He did not give chase, because there was no need.

The mental corruption of the Eye of Omargon is more terrifying than normal people can imagine. Now, it doesn't even need to be worn directly; it can take effect quietly simply by being stored in the storage space, achieving a special effect similar to a title aura.

However, its special effect is not positive, but a purely negative curse that blurs the host's memory, corrupts the host's spirit, weakens the host's will, and gradually turns the host into a mindless puppet.

During this process, the host will gradually forget the existence of the Eye of Omargon within the storage space and drift in a sea of ​​despair.

"That's really cruel."

Ye Mingqiu commented casually.

Although those people have seemingly escaped, the final outcome may not be better than living, and could even be worse.

Inside the dungeon, countless outcasts screamed madly in their cages. They roared, waved their arms, and pounded on the cages, using their own flesh and blood combined with the passive aura of "Undying in a Hundred Battles" to continuously strike the cages, striving for true freedom amidst the carnage.

This freedom is something they forged themselves with their own hands and flesh and blood, not a freedom bestowed upon them by others.

Ye Mingqiu simply offered them a little courage and a bit of help.

"They're all promising talents."

He smiled, his smile kind and gentle, as if he were looking at the future of the spirit world. People like him, who dare to fight and resist, will surely be able to forge their own path in the future.

The newly recruited believers, after leaving the prison, shouted "Praise be to the Lord of Light and Shadow," and then marched in unison out of the dungeon toward freedom.

At this moment, they were no longer livestock to be slaughtered. Their eyes shone with light, and they seemed to have truly come alive, rather than being abandoned walking corpses to be manipulated by others.

Then, Ye Mingqiu went against the flow of the crowd and walked towards the bound old beast king. The veil of riddles slowly formed the shape of Grom Garr.

The four-meter-tall beast king displayed its majestic appearance.

"It really was you, Gar."

The old beast king smiled with relief, but two tears slid down his cheeks. In the abyss of despair, he fought with all his might, desperately searching for a non-existent light. Even though he knew that resistance was almost impossible to succeed, he still never gave up.

Because if he gives up, the orcs in the arena will truly be finished.

Although he was a powerful king, he was also a stubborn old man who firmly adhered to his own path and beliefs, and he would do his best even if he knew that the future was not bright.

"it's me."

Ye Mingqiu replied.

At this moment, he did not reveal his true face, but he did reveal the ability of the Riddle Veil. The ability of the Riddle Veil and Grom Garr’s appearance were enough to explain everything, and the old beast king had also sensed the aura of the Eye of Omargon earlier.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!!"

Several sharp whooshing sounds rang out as the chains binding the old beast king were easily severed, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

The old beast king landed as well. He coughed twice, spitting out blood, but his mental state was much better than before. The effect of the [Undying in a Hundred Battles] aura also fell on him, and with the orc's vitality, he had recovered a lot.

He raised his head, looked at the orc in front of him, and said with worry in his eyes, "Although you have become stronger than before, much stronger, there are stronger people here than you and me. Take this opportunity to escape, those people won't last long."

"is it?"

Ye Mingqiu whispered a question to the spirit world.

'In the spirit realm, as the Lord of Light and Shadow, shouldn't I be able to directly summon followers?'
A: Yes, it is possible, but it requires sufficient faith power. Furthermore, believers can voluntarily break free from the summons. The duration depends on the amount of faith power and the believer's strength.

'What if I want to summon Wu Geng?'
A: It consumes 5 points of Faith Power per hour.

Ye Mingqiu lowered his eyes and finally gave his answer.

call!

[Hint: You have consumed 5 points of Faith Power to summon Follower - Wu Geng]

[Summoning Location: Outside the Arena]

[Summoning Mission: Proactively create chaos to attract the attention of stronger opponents; evacuate immediately upon encountering danger]

[Details: This is (omitted)]

[Summoning Reward: All Attributes +1]

"Preparations are complete, let's go."

Ye Mingqiu said.

Outside the arena, a young man in a coat was summoned by the Lord of Light and Shadow. Looking at the enormous arena, he muttered in surprise, "Is this what the Primordial World was talking about? It is indeed very different from the world I live in."

"Hmm, the rules of this world seem to be different from the world I live in. There is no Qi in the air, and there is another kind of energy that is easier to absorb, but also weaker. It feels a bit troublesome."

He then extended his senses, sensing the auras of those around him, and a bright smile returned to his face as he continued to mutter to himself, "But, the people here... seem to be quite weak, don't they?"

Unlike Ye Mingqiu, Wu Geng is a true god. Even after leaving the world of "Investiture of the Gods," he still possesses divine power and a divine body, as well as incredibly powerful "god" characteristics. Moreover, he doesn't need to hide his divine characteristics when he displays them, because he can leave at any time.

Therefore, when facing non-legendary level powerhouses, even second-tier hero-level psionicists are no different from grandsons in front of him, and third-tier ones are not untouchable.

This is the terrifying aspect of the characteristics of "God"!
He walked towards the arena with a smile, gathering colorless divine power in his hand that could erase all colors. The terrifying power made those around him turn their heads.

Then, he threw a punch.

"boom!!!"

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar erupted in an instant, followed by the collapse of the solid walls, and countless cries of anguish and angry curses.

Inside the arena, the white-haired man suppressing the rebels had a furrowed brow. His name was Bai Hao, a third-tier hero-level powerhouse and the official manager of the Dark World Arena. His title as a third-tier powerhouse was enough to suppress most problems.

Even if some fools try to cause trouble, they will ultimately become sacrifices that enhance his prestige.

Compared to the second tier that most psionicists can reach, the third tier is much more prestigious. There are not many people who can truly reach the third tier because there is a transformation between the second and first tiers. Those who have not accumulated enough experience in the second tier cannot reach the third tier.

In a small city like Chenghai, a third-tier expert is already a pillar of strength.

Of course, this is what's out in the open.

"You guys suppress these guys first, I'll go check on the guys over there," Bai Hao ordered.

"Yes!"

The psionicists continued their fierce attacks on the rebels, employing various offensive tactics that quickly gained the upper hand and even killed many rebels on the spot.

Those people were enslaved because they did not have enough strength to resist. Even with the aura of "Invincible in a Hundred Battles," they could not defeat the enemy and could only rely on their faith to temporarily convert power into strength to barely fight the enemy.

Ye Mingqiu, as the master of light and shadow, did not care about their deaths and injuries.

Freedom must be fought for.

Freedom must be fought for.

He has given these people the belief to resist and the means to realize their power. Whether they can turn their opportunity into freedom and a future is their business. If they cannot, it only means that they themselves are not capable.

Since they'll die sooner or later anyway if they stay rotting in the dungeon, it's better to ignite their lives and will here, let them truly come alive, and truly feel faith and will.

Whether the final outcome is life or death, they have already transcended the original predetermined ending.

That's already very good.
“Wait, the fighting outside is so intense, should we go and give them some support? There are many orcs among them, I think we should help each other,” the old beast king said with a determined look in his eyes.

"They are fighting for freedom with their own strength and their own flesh and blood. Do you want to tarnish their struggle?" Ye Mingqiu asked rhetorically.

"I feel like their mental state isn't right. What's going on?"

"Everyone has a lion hidden in their heart. The lion usually lies dormant, only unleashing its power at crucial moments, allowing them to surpass their limits. But after long-term suppression and numbness, the lion in their hearts is dying. I simply awakened the lion in their hearts."

"Then why were they shouting 'Lord of Light and Shadow' just now?" "The source of power."

Ye Mingqiu raised his hand and said, "If I simply ignite their will without giving them the power to realize it, what's the difference between that and killing them?"

"And the faith of the Lord of Light and Shadow is precisely related to resistance. As long as they hold firm to their beliefs and are willing to use their own strength to resist oppression, they can gain power from their faith and then use this power to dominate their own lives and obtain true freedom. This is the true salvation."

"."

The old beast king remained silent. Although he was a beastman and not particularly intelligent, he could sense that something was amiss. It seemed that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Think about it, you're just trying to persuade them with words, stubbornly trying to save those orcs. Will the final result really be good? Can you really save them? Have their wills been awakened? Have you truly achieved your goal?"

Ye Mingqiu asked a series of questions, which made the old beast king remain silent. He continued, "Is it possible—and I'm just saying it's possible—that in your understanding, some parts are wrong, but because it's your common sense, you subconsciously feel that it's not wrong, and that those who don't follow it are the ones who are wrong?"

"But that's not actually the case. If you don't ignite the other person's will and give them a way to gain the power to resist, even if you save them temporarily, the final result will not be good."

"As the saying goes, 'Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.' The freedom that truly belongs to them must be won by their own hands. Your seemingly kind actions only satisfy your own desires and cannot achieve truly good results. Only by doing what I do can we truly liberate them."

"See? Isn't that the truth?"

Ye Mingqiu spread his arms, letting the old beast king look out at the battlefield.

The dungeon warriors fought fiercely, growing stronger with each battle. Their eyes were filled with a yearning for freedom and an ignited belief, and even in death, their eyes shone brightly.

At this moment, the old beast king thought of the orcs he had saved, whose eyes were not like this after they were saved.

They were numb and confused, their heads were down, and their steps were slow, as if they had no idea what they were going to do in the future, as if they had gained freedom but did not feel free.

Is it
Was I really wrong?
Is there really something wrong with my perception?
Outside the arena, Bai Hao watched Wu Geng causing trouble from afar, his expression grave.

As a third-tier psionicist, he certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to rush into battle. Instead, he would choose to observe first and see how things went, even if someone died as a result.

After all, this is the dark world. If one cannot even accept such a small matter, then it is impossible to achieve this level of success in the dark world.

"It's actually a god!"

Bai Hao bit his lip. He didn't understand why a god-level transcendent would come here to cause trouble. Even with his third-tier strength, he wouldn't dare to make a move against such a god-level transcendent.

At different stages, different psionicists have different perceptions of those who possess divine characteristics. To Ye Mingqiu, weak divine characteristic possessors are false gods, a bunch of trash wearing the title of god, not worth mentioning.

but!

To hero-level psionicists, even a weak possessor of divine traits is no different from a god. After all, their class level is low, and even a weak divine trait of a false god can significantly reduce their attributes.

More importantly, even the weakest possessor of the divine characteristic is a hegemon, possessing considerable strength. The weakest false god can easily crush a hero, and even fighting across levels is not impossible.

This is due to the different perceptions resulting from different professional ranks.

Bai Hao turned on his communicator, his gaze turning grave as he looked at Wu Geng on the other end of the line. Hearing the dial tone, he felt incredibly tense.

The call is connected.

"Boss, a god-level transcendent has appeared in our arena. I'm not sure if I can handle him. I'm requesting support from a legendary-level psionicist."

"Yes, yes, I haven't offended anyone."

“I only captured a dominant orc. That guy is of a different race than me, and he seems to be just creating chaos, not planning to rescue people. It should have nothing to do with him.”

"sorry Sorry!"

"beep!"

After hanging up the phone, Bai Hao's expression became extremely solemn. As a third-tier psionicist, he hadn't felt this humble in a long time.

Now, he must fight, he must stop that god-level transcendent being, otherwise...
His outcome is unlikely to be good.

"Ding!"

Meanwhile, Tang Ruobing, who was observing from a distance, suddenly received a beep from her communicator. She continued to observe the situation, preparing to provide assistance, while simultaneously checking the status of the call.

This is Ye Mingqiu's communicator.

He planned to force his way in with the veil of riddles, and carrying a communicator would obviously be a loophole, so he gave the communicator to Tang Ruobing. If there was any important information, she could tell him directly through a private message in the spirit world, which was very convenient.

Let me see what the message is!
—The Hometown of Legends—
Tianqu: @Everyone, Chenghai City, the Dark World has been attacked by a tyrant with the characteristics of a [God], and needs the support of a legendary-level psionicist.

Tianqu: Anyone willing to go? The offer from the other side is quite good.

Tianqu: [Wu Geng (Level 7 Overlord)]

Qingyu: Huh?

Qingyu: I happen to be right here!

Tianqu: Then you go.

Qingyu: Big brother, do I look like someone who can fight? Can I beat him?
God: Yes.

Qingyu: Damn, I have a big daddy!
God: Come here, let's discuss how to deal with this guy.

Qingyu: Okay!
"Humph!"

Tang Ruobing turned off the communicator, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on her face.

Facing a [God] type overlord, sending a legendary-level psionicist to fight against him is a very reasonable thing to do. Theoretically speaking, Qingyu's level is higher than Wugeng's, and he also has a very strong mechanism.

If Wu Geng isn't prepared, he could very well be killed by Qing Yu in a one-on-one fight. After all, not everyone is as monstrous as Ye Mingqiu with such incredible stats.

Qingyu is an assassin who specializes in burst damage. His first wave of damage is completely unaffected by the weakening effect of the [God] trait. He can directly use [Time Acceleration] to strike and kill his opponent in just a few hits. If the opponent is not prepared in advance, they will not have a chance to use the [God] trait.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, he really can solve the problem by himself.

Coupled with the prestige of being the top-ranked player on the Heavenly Ladder, it was virtually impossible for the two of them to fail in suppressing Wu Geng if they attacked together. Therefore, most of the others did not rush to take action, but rather gave face to the Godly Lord and did not compete with him for the mission.

Also, because it's far away, you might easily run there only to find it empty-handed, making it too cost-effective.

11 Private Messages 11
God: Send me a private message and say that I'll help you deal with Wu Geng. I don't want to add you as a friend.

Qingyu: No problem!

God: Come here.

God: [xxx, yyy, zzz]

Qingyu: Holy crap, isn't your spot the Dark World Arena?

Qingyu: Are you over there?

Divine Lord: They were watching a show when they suddenly started fighting. They're still watching the show now, and I'll discuss the battle with you when you come over.

God: Of course, I can solve the problem myself, that's fine too.

Qingyu: Sigh!

Qingyu: Big brother, let me get an assist!
Qingyu: The reward isn't important. The main thing is to defeat the overlord-level transcendent with the [God] trait. It makes your resume look good. You can keep all the rewards afterwards.

God: Okay.

Tang Ruobing smiled and turned off the communicator.

Defeating a [God]-type Overlord-level Transcender is a highly valuable achievement, roughly equivalent to winning a national championship. After all, defeating an Overlord-level Transcender of the same rank with the [God] trait is an extremely difficult feat.

Not everyone can become a transcendent being; only the strongest among them can achieve that status.

But
What they didn't know was that Wu Geng, who possessed sufficient strength, was not actually a transcendent being at this moment, but merely a native of the spirit world summoned by the Lord of Light and Shadow.

But who could have predicted that?
(End of this chapter)