Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

Zuo Chang was not the only one with doubts.

Dragon Strategist and War Demon also cast suspicious glances, feeling that the witch of potions was being a bit too forceful.

The War Demon chuckled, his dog-like mouth uttering a human voice: "Miss Witch, why don't I go instead! Zuo Chang is my boss now, and I need to be responsible for his safety—to retrieve your things? Murder and robbery are my specialties!"

Zuo Chang nodded: "This subordinate of mine is reliable and is indeed the best choice."

"Generally speaking, no."

The witch of the potion looked away, not daring to meet the eyes of Zuo Chang and the others.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Uh—it's like this, I'm a very superstitious person, and I trust my intuition more than rigorous logic. I believe that Mr. Zuo is the one who can solve my problem."

"..."

"..."

Everyone present looked at her with suspicion.

Even the hyacinth looked on with disbelief, its little face full of disbelief.

Cold sweat covered my back!

The potion-wielding witch was extremely nervous. She thought to herself, "What should I do? I'm too hasty... It seems like Zuo Chang is starting to be wary of me..."

Just as Zuo Chang had predicted.

This was indeed very deliberate.

But the potion-making witch is not a god. She wasn't lying; she was indeed killed by a god and then indirectly resurrected to work in the Gift Game, Black Goat.

She wasn't entirely honest either; in fact, she told a not-so-small lie about a crucial piece of information.

The reason the potion-making witch contacted the hyacinth was not because the gods' control suddenly disappeared, but because the gods tacitly approved it.

Several days ago, the witch heard the voice of the gods.

The voice was ethereal and weak, yet it resonated powerfully within her mind. The witch heard it—

"Send Zuo Chang to Central Island... and you will be free."

"Let Zuo Chang go to Central Island... You will be free..."

The voice of the gods echoed repeatedly.

Slight, but persistent.

Undoubtedly, the potion-wielding witch was bewildered. Although she knew who Zuo Chang was and understood that it was the voice of a god, she didn't understand why.

She felt a chill run down her spine and her hair stand on end. An indescribable terror took root in her mind, and every time she recalled that voice, she couldn't help but shiver!

After that, the witch discovered that she had been partially freed.

She can sense the presence of hyacinths and they can send her messages.

now--

Looking at Zuo Chang's wary face, the witch didn't know what to say to dispel his doubts!

After a moment of silence, Zuo Chang suddenly said, "Is it indispensable?"

"First, generally speaking, yes..."

The witch forced a smile and said.

Zuo Chang nodded and smiled, "Come on, I'm willing to help you."

"……Eh?"

The potion-wielding witch was taken aback.

Long Ceshi looked quite worried. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were undoubtedly sending a warning: Don't trust others too easily!

The war demon, unrestrained, spoke up: "Your Majesty, have you thought this through? Some choices, once made, have no turning back. You haven't been bewitched by this witch, have you?"

Zuo Chang waved his hand: "I have reasons to trust her."

He was, after all, an outsider.

They are transmigrators brought here by the gods.

The potion-wielding witch didn't know where Zuo Chang's trust came from, but a warmth welled up in her heart. She said, "Your unconditional trust pleases me greatly. Mr. Zuo, if I can get out, I can serve you for ten—or twenty years. So, please accept my magic."

A pure white vortex emerged beneath Zuo Chang's feet.

The power of time and space surged, and the demon of war was first taken aback, then shocked!

It raised its head and asserted, "This isn't your magic! This is... the power of a god?! What are you doing?"

A flash of white light, and Zuo Chang vanished instantly!

……

……

In the center of the reflected sea lies a strange island.

A fully armed knight jumped off the ship, looking around at his surroundings: "This is 'Central Island'? Chief Hese, you're not kidding me, are you?"

"General Hongyan, I have no reason to lie."

"Who knows? Maybe."

General Hongyan looked around, seemingly very curious about the place.

His armor was particularly unique, with flames burning steadily at both ends of the shoulder armor, like torches.

This one—

He is the Grand General of Community 7, and also a member of the divine race with divine blood, just like Chief Hese.

General Hongyan took a deep breath and said, "However, the aura on this island is indeed the divine power of the gods."

pat.

Chief Hese opened a compass and observed the ink lines: "We only have forty minutes left, we need to quicken our pace."

The two walked side by side, heading towards the interior of the central island.

The landscape of Central Island is completely different from that of ordinary islands.

The ground beneath our feet wasn't soil, but rather silver-white steel plates that thudded underfoot. The entire island was encased in sheet metal; it was less of an island and more of a man-made floating vessel.

Hese looked at the flames on Red Rock's shoulder and asked, "General Red Rock, shouldn't you put out the fire on your shoulder first? There are flammable and explosive materials everywhere on this island. It would be bad if something unexpected happened."

"This is not an open flame, but a fire in my heart. It has no temperature; it only represents my emotions."

General Red Rock turned his head and looked at the explosive runes that covered the entire island.

He smiled slightly and asked, "Are you sure that blowing up this central island will end the rule of the gods?"

Hesei's face was solemn: "Not only will the rule of the gods end, but our era will also begin! For this day, the Hesei clan has endured for a thousand years! Central Island is the core of the Sea of ​​Reflection, and the Sea of ​​Reflection is the core of the current ascended world! The only uncertainty now is whether the gods will awaken after Central Island is destroyed..."

As if by unspoken agreement, the two stopped at the same time.

They looked up at the phantom of a holy goddess, hundreds of feet tall.

That is--

God!

"How magnificent!" General Hongyan exclaimed, looking up with great effort. "Just looking at it makes me feel so insignificant! Is that a god?"

Hersey also looked up.

But his eyes held a great deal of disdain: "The goddess is utterly foolish. She clearly possesses infinite divine power, yet she doesn't know how to use it properly! She shuts off her five senses, willingly turning into rock to power the entire Sea of ​​Reflection and maintain the operation of the system she created, just like an ordinary energy bar! It's simply... laughable!"

Chapter 273 Who am I and where am I

General Hongyan raised his head, his eyes narrowed to slits, and the smile on his lips seemed unfathomable.

Chief Hesse also raised his head.

But his gaze was fixed only on the neck of the goddess's phantom; as for the face shrouded in radiance, he neither wanted nor dared to look at it.

Even though he resented the gods, Chief Hese had to admit—

She possessed a captivating majesty.

Even before its true form appeared, merely a phantom, it possessed an indescribable oppressive force. Every time Chief Hesei stepped onto the central island, he subconsciously lowered his head.

"What divine power! Just a glance from him fills me with awe!"

General Hongyan withdrew his gaze.

His smile held a hint of melancholy as he suddenly asked, "Chief Hese, who exactly is General Tianwang?"

Heavenly King General?

Why bring him up at this time?

Without hesitation, Chief Hesei said, “A god, a demon, in short, he’s not human. I initially thought he had a reason to oppose the gods, just like us… but I soon discovered that he actually had no feelings for the gods. No love, no hate. The reason he launched the ‘war to kill the gods’ seems to be simply because ‘he wanted to do it’—isn’t that strange?”

Strange.

That's really strange.

General Hongyan maintained his smile and said, "Perhaps only a person of such purity can face the gods with undivided attention and then severely injure them! I feel apprehensive just looking at her phantom!"

"..."

Chief Hesse shared the same sentiment.

But he didn't say.

The central island has a very unique structure, resembling a funnel. It is surrounded by a ring of silver-white corrugated iron, and the terrain gradually decreases as you go deeper into the island.

At the center, there was a bottomless abyss.

The depths of the abyss were unknown. Chief Hese tried to scan it with his divine sense, but even after exhausting his mental energy, he could not reach the bottom.

This abyss seemed endless.

He then sent people down to investigate—

The safety rope binding the man broke at some point, and he disappeared into the dark abyss, never to be heard from again.